My only consolation, when Max finally rises up and enslaves us all, is that he knows Jack put the antlers on him and I was just an innocent bystander.


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It always saddens me to see people of the twenty-first century mourning my death. I know I'm brilliant, but really! I'm obviously not dead, or I wouldn't be typing this on the holokeyboard for you to read ( Read more... )

Well, this is a nice surprise. An e-rift through to my 21st century journal! Who'd have thought I'd find one of those in the low-orbit Accident & Emergency ( Read more... )

GREETINGS from the 53rd Century! This rift between the 53rd and the 21st opened just in time, let me tell you ( Read more... )

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OH BUGG --

Welcome, ladies, gentlemen, and other classy genders (or lack thereof) to the Torchwood Celebratory Supper!

We are gathered here today to eat pizza, fairy cakes, croissanwiches, and tiny nibbles on sticks in honour of Max, who is six months old today, and the new Torchwood "documentary", Children of Earth, airing next week (probably).


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WE WON! WE WON! I beat The Master and then Martha shot him because of socks and now he's not a Him anymore, he's some woman named River Song, who is a Time Lord and not Half-Belgian, and then she ran away and -- and --

I'm hyperventilating --

RIGHT. I'm triggering the lockdown release. PARTY ON THE PLASS. WE WON! KIND OF!

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If you're reading this, Team, it means the Hub has gone into lockdown. It'll cycle off when this is over. I couldn't risk anyone else during this fight.

I challenged the Master to a LOL-off. We're meeting on the Plass to throw down macros. If I win, he's mine to do with as I please. If he wins -- well, he won't, so that doesn't matter.

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In preparation for the party on the first, I thought I'd clear out the digital camera and get some stuff off the desktop while I was at it. Who knew it would be such a trip down memory lane?

PS Jack I saved the "private photos" off to your network folder. Enjoy.

( Image-heavy. Lighthearted image-heavy. Torchwood is outside of physics and beyond the internet! )