OOC: Don't Drink the Time Lord

[watch_is_me]

When I said I was in a slump, I apparently meant for, except when I'm lured into chatplay with t_eyla and end up with Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer on my Doctor's TARDIS.

And then run with this scenario on and off with her for two days.

What we're learning?

One, if you're a vampire and you drink from a Time Lord, your heart starts up again. A little. Regenerative properties, dontcha know.

Two, if you then defibrillate said heart after giving the vampire more Time Lord blood, you end up resuscitating said vampire properly. However, if you screw up and there's too much Gallifreyan blood in the vampire's system (or your mun just hates you and agrees to let screwy things happen with your medical experiments), you trigger regeneration instead of just accelerated healing, and hoorah, you now have your very own Time Lord. Damn.

Three, you aren't a proper Time Lord until another Time Lord has touched minds with you and showed you how to sort your own mind out (discovering my own fanon, in keeping with the Looms idea, but kinda...going off on my own with it is fun!). This is something cousins do for newly-Loomed siblings, the moment they first exist, and it establishes an instinctive familial bond. So, if you neglect to do this with your vampire, because he's *not* a Time Lord, dammit, then he goes around feeling lost and disoriented and like he can't find a settled point in his own mind. And then when you do go and do it, because you're feeling rather guilty about not and the fellow keeps walking into walls and the like, you establish him as family, in your biological/mental instincts' opinion. Great.

Four, the Doctor doesn't know what to do when someone close to him gets hung up on hierarchy. He doesn't want to go around doing the alpha male thing, he just wants to be mates. He's not the table-pounding type of Dad, he's the "Can't we go explore and then if you screw up I'll glare at you and be disappointed and not quite bother to explain what you did wrong?" kind. And vampires, apparently, like hierarchy.

Five, the Doctor has a rather good friend called Tony, who runs a bar that serves the best Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters in the universe. Tony has four arms and a purple third eye in the middle of his forehead, and gets little paper umbrellas imported from Earth just because the Doctor likes about three of them in his Pan Galactics. He is also not above serving drinks to ex-vampiric Time Lords, especially if the Doctor has just told him it's time to cut said Time Lord off. Tony is a jerk, and thinks drunk Time Lords tell the damnedest stories and get into sing-offs and it livens up a dull night.

...I may post this up in bits later, it's just...random.

Comments

[teyla]

Random, but one hell of a lot of fun.

Also, LOOOOOOOMS. (I'm sorry. It needed saying.)

[watch-is-me.livejournal.com]

Most totally random things are >_> Amusing.

I BELIEVE in Looms. Like fairies. I clap for them. And you're being very good about putting up with my totally different fanon XD Our Doctors would be very bemused by each other's childhoods.

[teyla]

I love your fanon! It's awesome and different. And our Doctors totally need to exchange childhood tales and go o_O at each other.

Mine: ... looms?

[watch-is-me.livejournal.com]

Mine: What, you were *tiny* once? Really? You're having me on. No. You couldn't *talk?* And you had parents? Two? Do you have pictures? Oi, did you have siblings? Did you fight? Wait, what was Koschei like? *is fascinated, it's like human families, he was always trying to make one of those for himself, it never worked out*

Meanwhile, his mun is stupified by the Donna!cleavage. Pfft, icon.

[or_timelords]

I was quite tiny, in fact, as a kid, I was pretty small. And I learned to talk fairly quickly, although I learned to read even quicker. I first learned to talk and then learned to read, though, at least with most words. And I was supposed to have two parents, but I never knew my mother, so I really only had a father. And, you know, nannies. I don't think I have any pictures, I, uh - [purged all family related things off the TARDIS hard drive in a burning-his-bridges fit when he left Gallifrey] - lost them at some point. But yes, I had a brother. Didn't know him very well, though, he was quite a lot older than me. And Koschei, well - he was Koschei. [Shrugs. He was just a normal kid. Somewhat of a bully, but in a backhanded sort of way. And the Doctor didn't know him when he was really small, he only met him when he entered the Academy at the age of eight.]

But say, this loom thing. How does that work? Is it like, I don't know, the Sontarans? Can't be, there are genetic differences. Who controls how many new Time Lords are created? Are they born as Time Lords, or as Gallifreyans? And do you not have any family units at all? Doesn't that get a little lonely?

[The mun loves Donna's Bewbs of Awesome. Her Doctor agrees that they are quite impressive.]

[wrong-saxon.livejournal.com]

That sounds freaking hilarious.

*after reading above comment exchange* >.> I believe in looms, too, though probably differently.

There was no typo.

[watch-is-me.livejournal.com]

It's...unusual. The Doctor prefers it when Spike does not tell him "back in the day" stories. Spike's sense of humor usually involves a bit too much murder for the Doctor to get the joke 9_9 Also, we last left them watching Monty Python and the Holy Grail and arguing about whether the Doctor was old or not. He isn't. He's under 1,000! ...Maybe. He *says* he is.

Hee, it's Who, every single fan has a different fanon, I'm sure. The canon gaps and contradictions make it kinda like a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure fandom XD

Saw nuffink.

[wrong-saxon.livejournal.com]

Yes, the Master is often saddened by the Doctor's inability to get murder jokes. XD Also, yay Python! And even if he were over, 1,000 isn't necessarily that old for a Time Lord.... >.>

That's half the fun, right? :P

[watch-is-me.livejournal.com]

No, but, you know, he has his vanity. Under 1,000 just sounds Impressive; over 1,000 just starts sounding old. He can't have that.

It really is. Seeing how everyone interprets the different hints and gaps, what they pick up and what they abandon.

Hee, also, my Doctor wants to tell who_never_would that, for Rassilon's sake, the drums aren't that bad, quit letting the Master muck him around like that. It's percussion. It makes you want to kill things occasionally and increases your Oncoming Storm ratio, but, hey, you can live with those things. He has.

[wrong-saxon.livejournal.com]

The Master accuses him of absorbing too many human sensibilities. XD

Yep~

*snigger* I'll pass that along if he doesn't see this, though in his defense, an awful lot of the mucking about had little to do with drums and a lot to do with that Doctor's neediness. Also, he has like, the exact opposite of the drums in his head, and it's a damn shame the Master is far too proud to admit how much she wants that.

[watch-is-me.livejournal.com]

...Well, the Master's absorbed too many...bad melodramas. So. There. And he misses the beard ;_; ...Especially when the Master's Lucy, except that would look really ridiculous, and he hopes the Master never tries that as a disguise, faux facial hair, it would go horribly.

Hee, I've just been skimming a bit as you guys have been tagging, since I was following the threads on that post, so I'm not entirely sure of the events, except that my Doctor is always touchy when other Doctors go "ACK the drums, how do you live with them?" "I just do, shut up, this is my TARDIS, are you staying or is it off at the next moon?"

The Doctor is needy. Or most of them are. Mine is a little less. He wants to help, but he doesn't need the Master. Masters tend not to like that :\ The silence? Addictive, isn't it? You just want to crawl into their minds and never come out.

[wrong-saxon.livejournal.com]

I think the Master is inclined to claim that the melodramas absorbed him/her, rather than vice versa. And the Master misses the beard, too. Though does have enough sense to keep any and all faux facial hair far away from this body, yes.

Events summary: Much arguing. Physical contact. The Doctor is lonely enough to be bloody stupid and leave his mind open. Master? Totally takes shameless advantage. Doctor likes it way too much and is going to hate himself in the morning. XD

Of course they don't. It's just not in the nature of Masters to like that. Ohhhhhh, yes. Very much so. Being free from the constant press of the drums for a little while... But the Master has something of a Pavlovian reaction to the very concept of 'help'. XD

[watch-is-me.livejournal.com]

He has sense? Really? The Master says that now, but the next thing you know s/he'll be sporting a Fu Manchu and trying to convince the Doctor she's from the planet Fluperta, where it's custom on meeting to drink psychoactive libations together. And the Doctor will, quite likely, fall for this.

Ain't that always the way? XP

Nope, they want the Doctor begging, they like that. Mine doesn't beg. You don't beg if you've got the drums. The Master and his help-phobia. Is wanting to help really so bad? It's not like it suggests there's something *wrong* with you or anything, Master. Of course not. And the Doctor is not pleased to find he agrees with the Master that it's very tempting to take advantage of silent Doctors. They don't know how good they have it, there's nothing wrong with sneaking in for a little soundproofed Zen time now and again, is there?

[wrong-saxon.livejournal.com]

No, the tricky bit is keeping her away from leather, PVC, or thigh-high bitch boots. Because that's what's de rigeur for a female villain. It's all about image, really. And yes, the Doctor will, and then will feel like a gullible sap after the Master takes advantage of him. The Master says it's indicative of how much the Doctor wants to be taken advantage of underneath that high-mindedly heroic exterior.

....Yeah, pretty much. XD

No, begging really doesn't work well when you've got angry drums screaming protest at any sign of weakness. Except for the part where it does, and the Master really cannot stand the Doctor's pity. Because they are each other's only peers, and pity implies that one is somehow lesser. Of course there's nothing wrong with borrowing a little bit of quiet time. They just don't know how to appreciate the value of silence.