thetenthdoctorisin:
The Doctor was quiet as he watched the young boy for a moment. He nodded, running a hand through his hair. “I was just wondering, because you need something better than a battery, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I ‘spose.” Alan murmured, looking toward his goggles, “It’d be nice to practice with other forms of energy, batteries are… nice, but… it’s gotten boring.” he explained, before yawning and leaning back in the couch, fairly comfortable. It was soon to be dark outside, reminding Alan of how fast time can fly sometimes. “What do you do for hobbies? Travel everywhere, right?”
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whatshouldtheatrecallme:
everdeen13:
Reblog if you enjoy theatre.
Any musical.
Any straight play.
If there is a single one you like, reblog.
(via ask-the-doctor-of-time)
If I didn’t reply:
- I probably missed it.
- I’m still working on it.
- Tumblr is rude and deleted my reply or your reply.
If you ever want to roleplay:
- Pop me a message and we can plot.
- I don’t bite.. not that hard anyways c;.
- Never be afraid to ask me for (or send me) a starter.
- I roleplay with anyone from any fandom at all.
Random notes:
- You are kind.
- You are important.
- You are smart.
- I love you all <3.
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thetenthdoctorisin:
The Doctor frowned, watching the young boy. He glanced back at what he had been doing. “Really? I….I have to say. That’s brilliant but a bit advanced for technology in this era. You’re a genius.” He commented to the young man. Of course, with that watch, the Doctor knew why. “What sort of power source do you need?”
“Genius? I suppose.” Alan replied, feeling rather reluctant about that word, though he wasn’t sure why. After staring at the pair of goggles for a moment, considering his words then deciding to move on to thinking of a power source, the lad shrugged, “I dunno. I didn’t really build it to accommodate any specific power. I made it awhile ago after all, and batteries were the only power source I was good at building.” he explained, looking up at the other. He was starting to think Davey might have just forgotten about returning, “Why do ya ask?”
(Source: theally)
your-homezxx:
prove my homophobic dad wrong
(Source: jasminevanonxx, via thetheta)
“The presents are under the tree!”
“All of ‘em?”
“Yup. Dads too.”
“Great! I got the turkey and pie warmed up.”
“Can we open presents?”
“What? No it’s still an hour til christmas.”
“Please?”
“Can we just eat dinner already?”
Merry Christmas.
thetenthdoctorisin:
The Doctor sat there watching as the boy took out a few things here and there. He frowned looking at it all. “Well, it doesn’t look that bad.” He looked it over before grinning a bit. “Actually reminds me of an old school mate of mine, he’d…..make things like that.”
A small grin appeared on his lips as he thought back to his friend who would make things like that before shaking his head. He looked it over, taking out his glasses and putting them on to get a better look. “What do you mean….?” He asked, eyebrow raised.
After fiddling slightly with the side controls while wearing the goggles, Alan turned them on, immediately illuminating a red light. “These can sorta help you see the particles in the air, and temperature too. It looks cool if there’s smoke.” He explained, but soon the goggles flickered and went out, and he took them off, “I can’t keep it on though, not a good enough power source. Batteries work for awhile but they can get burned badly if you’re not careful, and they aren’t enough power for more than a few seconds anyway.” he explained, placing the goggles on the table.
“I bet your friend was fun.” He noted rather gleefully.
(Source: theally)
