That what would rassilon do post is the majority of my notes now.
I was expecting “commit genocide” to be an answer but hey I won’t complain
I don’t know which sub fandom is more insane but right now I think the Sixth Doctor fandom is winning.
Trial of a Time Lord in a nutshell
Time Lords: Doctor we are putting you on trial.
6th Doctor: Because of corrupt reasons I am President, I am not on trial.
Time Lords: No we are more corrupt, you aren't President.
6th Doctor: You asses.
Valeyard: Doctor you are guilty for these reasons.
6th Doctor: What the shit, all this evidence is fake.
Valeyard: Are you calling me a liar?
Master: Hi, just thought I should tell you that the Valeyard is actually evil, future you.
6th Doctor: What the fuck, future me can't be in charge of my trial.
Master: The Valeyard is blackmailing everyone because they are all corrupt as shit.
6th Doctor: You are all gigantic bags of dicks.
Time Lords: Please don't tell anyone what we did.
Six went out like a champion in that novel Spiral Scratch and if you don’t respect him after reading that you’re wrong.
Why am I up though? Ugh. I would rather return to sleep. Oh well. At least I feel better.
The Doctor was leaning on the TARDIS console, gripping it
- Gary Russell, “Spiral Scratch”
tightly enough that his knuckles were white with the strain.
‘So what? Okay, I might not be able to regenerate twelve
times. Eleven, ten maybe. Who cares?’
‘Why? Look at the scanner Mel, look at that. All those stars
and worlds and races and civilisations. They could all have gone
the way of poor Professor Tungard if I’d not stopped it. As
sacrifices go, I could afford it and I truly believe it was worth it.’
Mel was at his side. She placed a hand on his and drew it
‘Doctor, you’re ice cold. I mean, absolutely frozen.’
‘Really? Can’t feel it myself.’ His gaze was still on the scanner.
‘Mel, can you press that blue switch please.’
‘Because I asked nicely?’
Mel did as she was told and instantly the TARDIS roared into
life, the central column rising and falling as they left Carsus for
what she hoped would be the last time.
A few seconds later, it stopped and the scanner just showed
space again. Mel frowned but the Doctor smiled, albeit weakly.
‘Hover mode. I just want to look one last time at the local
‘One… last… what d’you mean, one last time?’
The Doctor finally pried his hands away from the console,
trying to work the fingers but to no avail. He stared straight at
Mel and she suddenly realised she was facing not a man in his
mid-forties as he normally appeared, but a tired, drained man,
who just this once she could believe was 900-plus years. His blue
eyes were grey, the crow’s feet more pronounced and his hair
had a few grey roots and curls, especially at the temples.
‘We did good, Mel. I’m honoured to have had you at my side
one last time.’
And he fell to the floor with a loud crump.
Mel was at his side in a second, resting his head on her lap,
massaging his temples.’C’mon Doctor, no time to be sleeping.’
She looked up at the scanner.
All those stars, still twinkling.
All the planets still revolving.
All the life that owed its continued existence to a man, a
wonderful, brave man it had never known.
Might never know.
She realised she was crying and a tear dropped onto the
Doctor’s face. His skin was very grey now. His eyes flickered
open and he smiled tightly.
‘Don’t cry Mel. It was my time. Well, maybe not, but it was
my time to give. To donate. I’ve had a good innings you know,
seen and done a lot. Can’t complain this time. Don’t feel
Mel couldn’t understand what he was saying. He couldn’t be…
couldn’t be dying.
Had letting his chronon energy be absorbed to that degree
really destroyed him. Finally?
‘No…’ she whispered. It’s not fair!’
‘Yes. Yes it is…’ she heard him say, but the words seemed to
be in her head rather than coming from his closed mouth.
She suddenly found herself remembering their initial meeting
in Brighton. An initial enmity that had given way to respect,
admiration and finally a great enough affection that she had
given it all up to join him aboard the TARDIS. To travel the
The TARDIS lights seemed to have dimmed a fraction, as if
it… as if she knew. Understood.
With the impending regeneration of Matt Smith, I’d like to remind everyone that the Sixth Doctor’s last words in canon were in fact not “Carrot juice, carrot juice, carrot juice.” (via gearsgoawry)
Turning in early, well early for me because that sick feeling came back. If I don’t get better by Saturday I’ll be upset because that’s the day of my concert.
I would like more SixFrobisher audios. They only have two together, can’t they do more?
Trial of the Valeyard is the most exciting thing I am looking forward to, that and the audios with Six and Flip.
Although I devour all things related to the SIxth Doctor.
Gallifandom is the most welcoming fandom ever.