the drums, the drums, the drums, the drums
Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngh. Too much red wine! Too many - THINGS.
At this moment, in like minute 0:05, I should have known it would be like this.
THAT. WAS. PURE. CRACK. ON. MY. TELEVISION MACBOOK.
Six billion versions of the Master because he just turned the entire human race into versions of himself? LITERALLY. REALLY NOW. INCLUDING BARACK OBAMA, JUST BECAUSE? (I LOLED. I LOLED HARD AT THAT PART.)
AND THEN SHIT JUST GOT EVEN MORE REAL, MY FRIENDS, BECAUSE THE TIME LORDS, THEY ARE MOTHERFUCKING BACK (APPARENTLY), AND TIMOTHY DALTON IS WEARING A FANCY ROBE AND SPEAKING ALL OMINOUSLY, AND THEY ARE GOING TO TEAR SOME SHIT DOWN (IF BY "STUFF" YOU MEAN "TIME"). THE SOUND OF THE DRUMS IS YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HEARTS, GENTLEMEN. THE SOUND OF YOUR SOOOOOOUUUUULLLLLLLL.
(So is this going to be a "ahahaha so THANKS FOR LOCKING US ALL IN AN IMMORTAL CAGE OF UN-TIME TO "END" THAT LITTLE WAR, DOCTOR. ALSO: FUCK YOU" sort of family reunion? I am feeling... very yes.)
Okay, to be serious:
Fine, RTD. FINE. A+ for your effort to tie all these little bits of meme and mythology into one coherent arc. I AM GIVING YOU (TENTATIVE) STYLE POINTS. Does it help that doing so also validates The Horror of Summer '08? Yes. I mean, clearly because you write a television show, you are mostly just throwing shit at a wall, and eventually you have to step back, and... I don't know, fingerpaint a Picasso, so I would like to applaud your valiant attempt.
Allow me to trace your logic?
If the THE TIME LORDS ARE BACK BITCHES AND THEY BE ANGRY is the end point, then the key is the interval of four (the heartbeat of a Time Lord). The Master hears it as ~the drums~. Donna hears it literally because she's meant to become the Doctordonna (which, IMPORTANTLY SPEAKING OH MY GOSH, the Doctor misinterprets to be about Davros, when HOLY FUCKING SHIT it's really going to be about the fact that he locked away her memories, leaving her as the Doctordonna [i.e., non-human], the only person on the entire planet besides the Doctor and Wilf who isn't Master-ified... making her... wait for it... KIND OF THE MOST IMPORTANT HUMAN BEING EVER?)
SUPER.
FUCKING.
TEMP.
Oh, fuck you, show. (Nicely.)
Also: Wilf will turn out to be the temporal and narrative personification of Chekov's gun? Yes?
Not for nothing, RTD, but if you find a way to incorporate bad wolf into this jumble, I will officially... not... hate you (completely). Pet theory: the Doctor plants its first seeds himself to seal events in a certain manner. Just saying.
grenadine! Crack theory sister by another Mister! WHAT DO WE THINK ABOUT THIS.
edit: Watching the Confidential was a terrible idea. *twitches*
At this moment, in like minute 0:05, I should have known it would be like this.
THAT. WAS. PURE. CRACK. ON. MY. TELEVISION MACBOOK.
Six billion versions of the Master because he just turned the entire human race into versions of himself? LITERALLY. REALLY NOW. INCLUDING BARACK OBAMA, JUST BECAUSE? (I LOLED. I LOLED HARD AT THAT PART.)
AND THEN SHIT JUST GOT EVEN MORE REAL, MY FRIENDS, BECAUSE THE TIME LORDS, THEY ARE MOTHERFUCKING BACK (APPARENTLY), AND TIMOTHY DALTON IS WEARING A FANCY ROBE AND SPEAKING ALL OMINOUSLY, AND THEY ARE GOING TO TEAR SOME SHIT DOWN (IF BY "STUFF" YOU MEAN "TIME"). THE SOUND OF THE DRUMS IS YOUR MOTHERFUCKING HEARTS, GENTLEMEN. THE SOUND OF YOUR SOOOOOOUUUUULLLLLLLL.
(So is this going to be a "ahahaha so THANKS FOR LOCKING US ALL IN AN IMMORTAL CAGE OF UN-TIME TO "END" THAT LITTLE WAR, DOCTOR. ALSO: FUCK YOU" sort of family reunion? I am feeling... very yes.)
Okay, to be serious:
Fine, RTD. FINE. A+ for your effort to tie all these little bits of meme and mythology into one coherent arc. I AM GIVING YOU (TENTATIVE) STYLE POINTS. Does it help that doing so also validates The Horror of Summer '08? Yes. I mean, clearly because you write a television show, you are mostly just throwing shit at a wall, and eventually you have to step back, and... I don't know, fingerpaint a Picasso, so I would like to applaud your valiant attempt.
Allow me to trace your logic?
If the THE TIME LORDS ARE BACK BITCHES AND THEY BE ANGRY is the end point, then the key is the interval of four (the heartbeat of a Time Lord). The Master hears it as ~the drums~. Donna hears it literally because she's meant to become the Doctordonna (which, IMPORTANTLY SPEAKING OH MY GOSH, the Doctor misinterprets to be about Davros, when HOLY FUCKING SHIT it's really going to be about the fact that he locked away her memories, leaving her as the Doctordonna [i.e., non-human], the only person on the entire planet besides the Doctor and Wilf who isn't Master-ified... making her... wait for it... KIND OF THE MOST IMPORTANT HUMAN BEING EVER?)
SUPER.
FUCKING.
TEMP.
Oh, fuck you, show. (Nicely.)
Also: Wilf will turn out to be the temporal and narrative personification of Chekov's gun? Yes?
Not for nothing, RTD, but if you find a way to incorporate bad wolf into this jumble, I will officially... not... hate you (completely). Pet theory: the Doctor plants its first seeds himself to seal events in a certain manner. Just saying.
grenadine! Crack theory sister by another Mister! WHAT DO WE THINK ABOUT THIS.
edit: Watching the Confidential was a terrible idea. *twitches*