help me learn how to post again!

so i was thinking of trying to post once a day in november, but i seriously doubt that is going to happen. especially since i already missed the first day. plus this will help me write some more since i really blew my wad for the year on Kerry Hill.

here's my plan to make me post

1. various people leave prompts in the form of images, music, words, lines from books, etc.

2. i write something torchwood or dr. who related for each one in no particular order. the length is at my own discretion. it could be a real drabble (you know, 100 words exactly) or it could be 1000 words. i reserve the right to hold onto anything that turns longer from a prompt, but i will still post something shorter for that prompt.

3. i post one every day.

so i need 29 prompts. please? even if it's not your fandom but you miss seeing me post for whatever reason. :)

help me learn how to post again!

so i was thinking of trying to post once a day in november, but i seriously doubt that is going to happen. especially since i already missed the first day. plus this will help me write some more since i really blew my wad for the year on Kerry Hill.

here's my plan to make me post

1. various people leave prompts in the form of images, music, words, lines from books, etc.

2. i write something torchwood or dr. who related for each one in no particular order. the length is at my own discretion. it could be a real drabble (you know, 100 words exactly) or it could be 1000 words. i reserve the right to hold onto anything that turns longer from a prompt, but i will still post something shorter for that prompt.

3. i post one every day.

so i need 29 prompts. please? even if it's not your fandom but you miss seeing me post for whatever reason. :)

Day One (DW)

Prompt





"This is really a brilliant loo," The Doctor exclaimed, crouching down to inspect the phone on the wall. "Who calls people while they're on the toilet?"

"Lots of people," Martha said, looking scared as she shushed him. "Be quiet or else they'll find us."

"At least we've reading material." The Doctor began to flip through the magazines, exclaiming when he found a copy of Heat. "I love Heat!"

Martha sat down on the closed toilet lid, looking around the small space. It was a nice bathroom, clean and decent-smelling. All in all, they'd hid in worse places. She could only hope they wouldn't be found anytime soon.

"Did you know that Jordan is pregnant?" The Doctor asked in an excited whisper.

Martha raised an eyebrow, before leaning over to read over his shoulder. "How is that attractive? They both look like plastic."

The Doctor tilted his head, frowning. "No, I destroyed all of the living plastic. Well, I destroyed the Nestene Consciousness that was controlling the living plastic."

"Quiet." Martha said, thwaping him on the shoulder. "And turn the page."

"Martha? Are you in here?"

Martha froze as did The Doctor, both of them wide-eyed in fear. The Doctor felt his nose tickle and he started to make faces to stop from sneezing.

'What are you doing?' Martha mouthed at him.

He pointed at his nose, still making faces. She rolled her eyes, exasperated. The footsteps started up again, heading towards the exit when he couldn't help it and sneezed loudly. The Doctor yelped as he lost his balance, grabbing at Martha wildly and pulling her to the ground in a heap.

The door flew open and Francine Jones looked at both of them in anger. "What do you think you're doing, young lady?"

Martha held up the magazine sheepishly. "Catching up on gossip?"

Day One (DW)

Prompt





"This is really a brilliant loo," The Doctor exclaimed, crouching down to inspect the phone on the wall. "Who calls people while they're on the toilet?"

"Lots of people," Martha said, looking scared as she shushed him. "Be quiet or else they'll find us."

"At least we've reading material." The Doctor began to flip through the magazines, exclaiming when he found a copy of Heat. "I love Heat!"

Martha sat down on the closed toilet lid, looking around the small space. It was a nice bathroom, clean and decent-smelling. All in all, they'd hid in worse places. She could only hope they wouldn't be found anytime soon.

"Did you know that Jordan is pregnant?" The Doctor asked in an excited whisper.

Martha raised an eyebrow, before leaning over to read over his shoulder. "How is that attractive? They both look like plastic."

The Doctor tilted his head, frowning. "No, I destroyed all of the living plastic. Well, I destroyed the Nestene Consciousness that was controlling the living plastic."

"Quiet." Martha said, thwaping him on the shoulder. "And turn the page."

"Martha? Are you in here?"

Martha froze as did The Doctor, both of them wide-eyed in fear. The Doctor felt his nose tickle and he started to make faces to stop from sneezing.

'What are you doing?' Martha mouthed at him.

He pointed at his nose, still making faces. She rolled her eyes, exasperated. The footsteps started up again, heading towards the exit when he couldn't help it and sneezed loudly. The Doctor yelped as he lost his balance, grabbing at Martha wildly and pulling her to the ground in a heap.

The door flew open and Francine Jones looked at both of them in anger. "What do you think you're doing, young lady?"

Martha held up the magazine sheepishly. "Catching up on gossip?"