Addendum to the random things

[letterblade]

I will not model a training/role system on the FFX sphere grid!

I will not model a training/role system on the FFX sphere grid!

I will not...

Also, for you Who people:

I Challenge Thee

to write a drabble including/making sense out one or both of the following quotes:

"There's lots of chocolate at the bottom of the sex in the TARDIS."

"I have to try the sex in the TARDIS first, to make sure it's good enough for all of you."

Prizes for participants include, um, sex in the TARDIS?

Comments

[nevacaruso.livejournal.com]

Regarding the Who drabbles: Bonus points if the speaker is someone other than Jack?

[paper-crystals.livejournal.com]

"There's lots of chocolate at the bottom of the sex in the TARDIS. We used to eat it sometimes after school. Mother warned us about this but after that one time we never told her. Mother was far too busy anyhow to worry about the TARDIS. Some of us thought about having sex in it as well as eating chocolate but mother said: "I have to try the sex in the TARDIS first, to make sure it's good enough for all of you." Well, we didn't really becuase I never told her after that time. I was never really sure what TARDIS meant. Mother never said. Mother was actually a deaf-mute. And I am secretly an alien. So there.

I write good poetry much better than I write good blurbs. But my good poetry doesn't generally make sense. But since I know you will probably have sex with me again anywhoo you can just giggle at my lack of fiction writing talent.

It seemed like a good idea at the time

[ratatosk.livejournal.com]

notes: I am not sure I have watched any Doctor Who since the 80s, and all I know about drabbles is that Wikipedia says they are 100 words. Also I considered posting this anonymously, but what's going to happen -- you're going to think I'm weird?

1. Using every spice in the TARDIS kitchen had seemed like a good idea at the time, back when Sarah Jane had decided to make truffles. Her inability to read Gallifreyan hadn't deterred her; everything smelled like food, she was bored, and moderation seemed pointless. They tried everything in order, with even the Doctor -- no chef himself -- recognizing about 75%. #53 had seemed bland, so she wound up putting an awful lot into the ganache. Ten minutes after they ate it the Doctor only had time to look perplexed and say "Wait, you didn't..." Unfortunately, she later remembered nothing.

2. The room we call the TARDIS is actually very small, but the last tenants painted the door bright blue. Somehow the name stuck and became a running joke. It's too small to be a separate bedroom, but we all sleep in the same bed, and for three, the rent is low. Saner minds would have used it as a study; we have a king-sized mattress in there and call it the Eye of Harmony. With a name like that, you can be sure we aren't letting you in before making sure the Sash doesn't slip and the Rod doesn't malfunction.

Re: It seemed like a good idea at the time

[ratatosk.livejournal.com]

Oh! I saw that 1996 movie when they originally ran it. That counts.

[ursulakohl.livejournal.com]

"You count the number of petals primarily, and whether it produces fruit . . . I keep trying to persuade the TARDIS that chocolate is a good fruit. Seductive."

"To humans?"

"To bees. Insects. Pollinators."

"So where's the chocolate?"

"Oh, I haven't been successful yet."

"At persuading it?"

"At sexing the TARDIS."

[x-bluerose-x.livejournal.com]

Given that I think that the drink should make an appearance in my fic, I may have this covered ;)

Re: It seemed like a good idea at the time

[ratatosk.livejournal.com]

I actually would like to know if I correctly grasped the nature of a drabble, since I had never written one before (for the first one -- the second was me being a pain).