Techno's Army of Awesomeness ~ The Bros!

[little farmer]

Vanilla Twilight????

 

[TechnoCat]

(how many laptops does your family have?, If you have 2 or more and they are different types might be cuz you mixed up the charger) (Happened to me DX)

Three. And they are all different types, and I would NOT mix up the charger. My laptop NEVER leaves my room. EVER. EVERRRR. RARELY do I ever get NEAR anyone elses laptop, MUCH less get chargers mixed up when the other chargers in my house wouldn't even FIT in my Latitude.

I am SERIOUSLY having a bad night. My laptop has freaking CRASHED and DIED on me, and I've had it since I was EIGHT, which is really hurting my heart because I'll have to get a new one; and I'm strictly sentimental about it. AND I got a Doctor Who Sonic Screwdriver which I freaking ADORE and I've ALREADY lost it. Plus my friend is driving me NUTS, and I'm irritated to NO END. My jaw and cheeks are killing me and this stupid dental appliance has left a mark in my cheek which is painful to no end. I'm on the edge of just breaking down. I cannot stress myself out anymore. I just can't do this. I absolute HATE it when little things like this absolutely drive me CRAZY. *long sigh*

 

[little farmer]

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Aw, I'm sorry. Tell your laptop that little farmer says this: 'GET BETTER RIGHT NOW SO THAT YOU AND TECHNO CAN HAVE MORE TIME TOGETHER!!!' So thoughtful right?? XD Anyways, hope you get-uh I guess - un-stressd!!!

 

[TechnoCat]

Thanks. I'm texting my friend and I kinda just let it fly. XD I'm talking I was capitalizing stuff and being sarcastic and gah I'm a mess. XD I was crying buckets a moment ago.

 

[TechnoCat]

My episodes of Doctor Who recorded!!! DD

I'm getting a new laptop battery tomorrow, all is good. *settles self on couch in pj pants and bowl of oatmeal and watches Doctor Who*

 

[little farmer]

well that's good.
IT'S SNOWING HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[TechnoCat]

A DOPPLEGANGER OF THE DOCTOR HAS APPEARED!!!!! Whaaaaaaaaat whatwhatwhat. There can only be one Doctor!!!! :O

 

[TechnoCat]

Okay okay okay. The ganger was destroyed, there is one Doctor again!!!

 

[TechnoCat]

Saddest thing you may read today (although you might not understand the story, but the stuff in parenthesis isn't actually in the writing, just to help you understand a bit easier ): (Yes, I wrote it. And cried while I did.)
He heard it clearly in his mind: "DOCTOR!!!"
It was the tortured scream of Victoria. (The Doctor's sweet, bubbly female companion whom I made up, who The Doctor genually cares for and wants to protect. Right now, she's been captured by someone I also made up, apparently a king of weeping angels, and he couldn't save her while he kidnapped her. ))
"Victoria!!!" The Doctor cried aloud to himself, "Just hold on, Victoria. Please, just hold on a bit longer. I promise you this time. You will be back home soon."
As the Tardis rocketed around, The Doctor was drowning in an arrow of reality - they were most likely torturing her; mentally abusing her to the point where she was afraid to accompany a Time Lord - knowing he faced these things daily.
To the point to where she might not trust him.
It wasn't his head that took in the wave of emotions that came with the last thought.
It was both of The Doctor's hearts, meaning twice the pain. (This Time Lord has 2 hearts.) For anyone, it didn't matter who you were, could look at this man and see his pain; some even feel it through the quivering of his shoulders and shuddering breaths he took; trying to hold back his tears. Trying to be strong. By the way he used the railing of the Tardis as his crutch in case his knees buckled from the pain he was in. It was nearly heartbreaking to see this man in such a pain.
"Victoria..." He whispered, shedding one tear. "I promise, I'll be right there. My hearts have been broken too many times to walk away from a companion I can easily rescue."
A little part of The Doctor knew Victoria could hear him.
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The Tardis suddenly picked up Victoria's location, to The Doctor's relief. Stepping out of the Tardis, he entered an all black room he knew not where. He didn't trust his surroundings, so he brandished his sonic screwdriver and walked forward warily.
Turning once more, he was greeted by a humanoid shadow staring at him. It moved slowly, but was there. However, there was not a figure - it was only a shadow on the ground.
"Where is she?!" The Doctor demanded, pointing his sonic screwdriver at the entity.
The entity motioned something foreward.
Clearly shoved, the form of a beaten Victoria stumbled before him. Her flaxen hair hid her eyes, and her left ankle did not meet the ground. (While they were running, she tripped over a bramble thorn and sprained it.)
"Victoria!!!" He moved forward to take her into his arms, but the shadow raised a hand out of the floor and shoved him back. The Doctor scrambled around to stay on his feet, speaking again. "Victoria, look at me, please."
Her body shuddered violently, as she looked up at him. Her face and eyes betrayed all her emotion - only inches away from death, an unforgotten mental scar; reopened and pouring fear through her.
What made The Doctor almost fall to his knees and cry out was the mark of the Angels over Victoria's left eye. (When having an Angel's mark, they have claime you and it is hard to change you back. Most likely, you will become a weeping angel, never to see the sunlight again.)
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God, I'm still tearing up. *wipes eyes*

Saddest thing you will read today, yet a proof of The Doctor's loyalty to his companions (cried while writing this too):

"Victoria!!!" The Doctor's feet suddenly couldn't hold him, and he staggered to both knees. He shoved his hands through his hair, tears spiking his vision. "Victoria..."
She pulled on the chains bound around her wrists; rubbing her skin raw and bloody. Something in her eyes had changed. They were more insane and afraid - there was no trace of the happy film she always had, even in holding the hand of danger. Her innocence was robbed, her mind violated and her spirit shattered.
The shadow rose from the floor, pacing around Victoria. She begun to shy away, but he seized her shoulder. "Don't try to escape!!!" He growled throatily, his voice like a thick smoker. He groped for his sonic screwdriver, cursing when he realized it was gone.
The entity raised his screwdriver. Victoria realitated, crying for him to give that back to its owner, trying to break free once more. He grasped her by the neck suddenly, threatening her throat wordlessly with a wavy dagger.
In the chaos, The Doctor ran forward and wrenched his sonic screwdriver free, landing a fierce punch to the shadow's head. The shadow stumbled, the dagger flying.
The Doctor's teeth were grit angrily, his lips drawn back in a menacing snarl. He picked up half a brick from the floor, walking to the entity. "Never mess with a Time Lord. More importantly," he raised the brick, "never mess with the ones we care for. We're not only inhumane, but absolutely mad." He slammed the stone down on the entity's forehead violently, Victoria watching with amazement. The Doctor had an undying loyalty to his friends. An unbreaking trust, and a ferocious desire to protect them at all costs. Victoria's body heaved painfully, the chains compromising as she pulled harder.
The Doctor walked behind her wordlessly, tapping the chains with his screwdriver. They snapped instantly, Victoria freeing herself. She turned on her heel and threw her arms around him, shocking The Doctor. He'd let his guard down entirely.
He returned her embrace, leaning his head down to whisper in her ear: "You're safe now, safe with me. Never be afraid when you know I'll be after you soon." His voice faltered, so grateful she was alive that his body was shuddering lightly. He closed his eyes in relief, his hands shaking. "You make me so nervous, Victoria..." He added, pulling away and looking at her. He lie his hands on her shoulders, "Are you okay?"
Victoria wiped her eyes and nodded.
"Didn't I tell you I was coming? That you had nothing, nothing in this universe to fear when I'm here? That I would take your hand in mine and we'd stand against it together?"
She nodded again, her body shivering.
"Shh..." He pulled her into another warm embrace, welcoming, telling her she was safe. "C'mon, let's get you home. You've been through the unexplainable. I'm so sorry." He led her to the TARDIS, keeping an arm loosely around her shoulders protectively.
There was silence. Victoria seemed too shaken to speak. The Doctor's fury was still boiling his blood, his hearts vibrating with the satisfaction that her captor had been destroyed. He broke the void with a prompt for her to speak: "Tomorrow, if you're up to it, I will show you. Show you what's out there to see. Despite the craziness and insanity of it, it's also gorgeous. My Victoria, I will destroy that seal on your eye. Trust me. I'm the Doctor."
Victoria took a moment to reply. "For awhile, I thought you weren't coming. That you were just a mad man with a box."
The Doctor put the key into the TARDIS, opening the door. "Vic," he shut the door after the two of them, "I am definetly a mad man with a box."
Victoria looked up at him quizzically.
"Anyone remotely interesting is mad, some way or another."
"But Doctor, you're not interesting."
"You say I am insipid?" He looked back at her, slight confusion taking a spike in his voice.
"Now, I did not say that. Not insipid nor interesting; but extraordinary." She begun to speak quickly and fluidly, much like The Doctor would. "A double-hearted man with quirky ways and a blue box that's smaller on the outside; who travels through all time and space with the blood of a thousand planets on his hands, with the guilt he's done that; yet you are so happy and excitable. Doctor, that surpasses 'interesting'. It's only describable in one word - Amazing."
The Doctor was taken aback, unaware of how to reply. No one had spoken of him in such a way. Most thought he was insane, a smart alien with a confused world, inexplicable. She, however, saw him as another human. Even though she knew he was not, she was okay with seeing him a human.
"You messed up my childhood, and now might lead me to my death by the hand. I know I should hate you for that. But... I just can't. You're too sweet, too lovable and unearthly to hate you. I can't help but enjoy this crazy ride, Doctor."
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Just finished up that chapter. I nearly cried several times, only cried once. XD

 

[TechnoCat]

THE QUEEN BRO HAS COUGHED UP AN IDEA SO AMAZING...

So you Bros know I'm an aspiring writer. And I have many colored pens and such. So I'm gonna start writing in different ink colors for each day - it doesn't matter what order, as long as it starts the week in blue and ends the week in purple. So that way, by knowing how much I write each day I can determine (by length of writings) how often my bursts of inspiration come and how long they last based on description. I'm freaking brilliant.