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Ten Little Chances to be Free ([personal profile] tenlittlebullets) wrote2011-03-12 02:54 am
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Road trips! Costumes! OH GOD NEW OTP.

So, Eljay, I would babble all about Who fandom shenanigans, but it is currently 2:30am and I have to be up at 7:30 for a SPRING BREAK ROAD TRIP. [livejournal.com profile] filia_belialis and I are in for a week (...give or take) of mayhem, geekery, exploring creepy abandoned places in Pennsylvania, possibly fireworks, and lots of sleeping in the car. On the list: the Great Barrington fairgrounds on our way out of Massachusetts, Centralia, an old coal breaker in Mahanoy City, the Richmond Power Station in Philadelphia, and anything else we find along the way. Internet situation will probably be tenuous--not that I ever update anymore anyway.

...okay fine, Who fandom shenanigans, in bullet points:

- Yes, I have a weeping angel costume underway for Conbust. It might be way too elaborate for my pathetically non-crafty self, but the prospect of getting to terrify people by just lurking in corners standing very very still is ample motivation.

- Finished season 3! Um, so many thoughts. SO MANY. Will not try to pretend I wasn't shipping Doctor/Master starting from the phone conversation in Sound of Drums. They're just so--sjkl;jasdfsd wonderfully fucked up. And I want every single song used in those two eps. Also Martha is the BAMFiest BAMF ever and as much as I want to see her shag Ten senseless, my love for her went through the goddamn ROOF at the ending.

- Construction had already begun on the angel costume by the time I finished s3, otherwise I would've said "fuck that, too much work" and gone as the Master. Because after the initial fangirling had worn off a tiny bit, I realized I have John Simm's hair, or will by the time Conbust rolls around, and why waste a golden opportunity to cosplay a gleefully deranged Time Lord?

- ...however if I get sick of having shit visibility and lugging a pair of foamboard wings around on my back, I might swap it out for a business suit and a laser screwdriver just for an afternoon. If only for the idea of a weeping angel tearing its face off to reveal the Master in disguise. "Oh no! You are being pursued by a psychotic alien who can and will fuck up your personal timeline beyond repair! It pulls off its mask and... you are still being pursued by a psychotic alien who can and will fuck up your personal timeline beyond repair."

- It has been decided that the Who fandom equivalent of dead-baby jokes = dead Gallifrey jokes. Which of course the Master tells the Doctor just to rile him up in the AU where he actually ends up locked in the Tardis.

Q: How many Time Lords does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Just... *sob* One.

Q: What's even more beautifully red and orange than the skies of Gallifrey?
A: The skies of Gallifrey as it blows up!

Q: What's the difference between the Holy Grail and the last Time Lord in existence?
A: The Doctor doesn't have the Holy Grail locked up in his Tardis.
...as far as we know, that is.