BEES AGRESSIVE, BEES BEES AGRESSIVE!
Another fabulous AIM conversation
iPyronix (9:46:53 PM): THE TIMELORDS ARE TRAPPED DOWN A WELL. IT BE CANON.
RR Twink (9:47:04 PM): HAHAHA OMG
RR Twink (9:47:12 PM): THEY WERE MAKING ME CRACK. UP.
iPyronix (9:47:22 PM): I AM CRACKING UP NOW
iPyronix (9:47:33 PM): TIMMY GET THE CRANE THERE'S A FREAKIN' PLANET DOWN HUR!
iPyronix (9:48:28 PM): OMIGOSH.
RR Twink (9:48:27 PM): lol *they are hicks* "Whut is it, Paw? Is it 'un animal? A critter?"
"Naw Timmy, there sum folks in funny hats down 'ere!"
iPyronix (9:49:04 PM): HAHAHAHAHAHAHA OHH MY GOD. I love it. THAT IS AN EPIC WIN.
RR Twink (9:50:48 PM): i forgot how funny that was. now i'm laughing again. i can just picture all the timelords like putrid stinky with flecks of dirt and weeds on them, sopping wet and peeved as their whole (dripping) planet is pulled from a well by a crane
iPyronix (9:52:40 PM): And the hillbilies are like "...well, dang, y'all city folkz?" And the Timelords are like ".....*twitch*"
RR Twink (9:53:50 PM): i think they would unleash their timey fury. first, they'd blast all the rednecks into perpetual stasis, and then they'd hold the doctor's head underwater for eternity. a fair revenge, i'd say
RR Twink (9:54:29 PM): LOL "Whutch'all doin' in that there well anyways?"
RR Twink (9:54:52 PM): *VVVVVBOOM!!!- *frozen*
iPyronix (9:55:21 PM): HAHAH yes. But I think that the timelords WOULD unleash their timey fury, but Donna and Martha and Sarah Jane would kick their butts and bring the Doctor up. Aaaand Rose would...do something.
RR Twink (9:56:25 PM): Rose "ZOMG I LIEK CHEERLEADING! *twirls lock of hair around finger*
iPyronix (9:56:35 PM): HAHAHAHHAHAHHA
iPyronix (9:56:35 PM): YES.
iPyronix (9:56:49 PM): That is what Rose does. That's ALL she does.
RR Twink (9:56:48 PM): Donna to Martha:"...Remind me again what he sees in her...?"
iPyronix (9:57:06 PM): Well. The Doctor must like cheerleading secretly.
RR Twink (9:57:07 PM): TRUFAX
iPyronix (9:57:23 PM): He gets out the pom poms in the Tardis when he's alone....
RR Twink (9:58:09 PM): Doctor: ZOMG I LIEK CHEERLEADING!!!1
Timelords: *cough* We like manipulating time...*exiles Doctor*
Doctor: *blows up Gallifrey* *dates Rose*
iPyronix (9:59:12 PM): HAHAHA it's all 'cause THEY COULDN'T ACCEPT THAT HE WAS A TIMELORD WHO WANTED TO CHEER. Poor Doctor. And then the Master must hate him 'cause the Doctor was the captain of the cheerleading team and not him...
RR Twink (9:59:26 PM): BWWWWWAAAAHAHAHAHA
iPyronix (10:00:04 PM): IT IS CANON NOW. The Doctor is a cheerleader who is afraid of transdimensional spiders and luvs marmalade.
RR Twink (10:00:15 PM): You know those tacky 1950's style varisty cheerleading sweatshirts with the school lettering on them and the turtleneck collar and the pleated skirt?
RR Twink (10:00:25 PM): TOTALLY WEARS THAT UNDER THE COAT
RR Twink (10:01:42 PM): RAH-RAH-SIS-BOOM-BAH! DALEKS SUCK AND WEAR FRILLY BRAS! GALLIFREY GALLIFREY IS THE BEST DONT EXTERMINATE US, WE'RE NOT PESTS! GOOOOO TIMELORDS
iPyronix (10:03:04 PM): HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAA
iPyronix (10:03:16 PM): HAHAHAH THE TIMEWAR WAS A FOOTBALL GAME~
RR Twink (10:04:10 PM): and Dalek Caan has the pigskin and he's levitating twards the 50-yard line but OOOOH intersection by the Master...!
RR Twink (10:05:13 PM): and from the Goodyear Blimp, what's this? The Doctor...wearing a pleated skirt and pigtails...is aiming high calibur weaponry at the field and screaming, "THIS ENDS NOW- *BOOOOMMMM!!!*
iPyronix (10:06:46 PM): HAAAAAAAA PIGTAILS!!!!!! OMG. HAHAHAH DT IN A PLEATED SKIRT AND PIGTAILS. HAHAHA....but wait it wouldn't be DT, it'd be eight. But DT still has the uniform around, and he puts it on when he needs a boost. Or something.
iPyronix (10:06:59 PM): HAHAHAHHAH CAN YOU IMAGINE DONNA'S FACE IF SHE SAW HIM CHEERLEADING IN THE TARDIS.
RR Twink (10:07:11 PM): The Doctor would just....stop. And stare.
RR Twink (10:07:21 PM): And Donna would just be like................O.O
iPyronix (10:08:44 PM): Donna - .........o_o "...obviously I've interrupted something here-"
iPyronix (10:09:02 PM): Doctor - WHAT. I can't cheer just 'cause I'm a TimeLORD and not a TimeLADY!? IS THAT IT?!
iPyronix (10:09:24 PM): Donna - No, no! You can cheer if...if you want to. I suppose. (ohdeargod. pleated skirt.)
RR Twink (10:09:50 PM): lol "i...suppose..."
iPyronix (10:10:08 PM): I wish. Doctor Who had a suggestion box for episodes. Because we would fill it with crack.
RR Twink (10:11:01 PM): they would facepalm until their noses eroded off
iPyronix (10:11:12 PM): HAHHAHAHA
iPyronix (10:11:16 PM): THEY ALL LOOK LIKE VOLDEMORT.
iPyronix (10:11:18 PM): *ahem*
RR Twink (10:12:09 PM): AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH VOLDEMORT READ TOO MUCH DOCTOR WHO CRACK IN HIS LIFETIME!
RR Twink (10:12:20 PM): WHY DO YOU THINK THEY CAST DAVE AS BARTY CROUCH JR
Also-
1) What is YOUR answer to the "One Night Only" TARDIS question?
THE UNIVERSE. OTHER UNIVERSES. TAKE ME OUT AND SHOW ME ALIENS. WHIZ ME AROUND A CONSTELLATION OR SEVEN. PLEASE. KTHNXBYE.
2) Besides the time that you were possessed by the sun, what was the scariest moment you can recall?
Am I supposed to be answering these as the Doctor? Because then the previous question wouldn't make much sense, would it?
Well, once I found a strap-on that I think may have belonged to Romana at some point. It was under an armchair in the library. It was not the most sentimental of vestiges. And of course there was that thing called the Timewar...?
But fo real real...the scariest thing that's happened to me lately is some big-ass pitbull broke out of a neighbor's yard and attacked Shue-Shue and Katie. I was like, "Oh fuck noes." We screamed at it and it fled. Shue-Shue looked disappointed.
3) If you were a celebrity, what would you be famous for, and what would Tabloids say about you?
Trying to get Dave's numba! ...I would be called "The Celebrity Celebrity Stalker".
Except no I wouldn't. I would make cool indie movies and go to AIDS benefits with Bono and Don Cheadle. I'd be famous for being thrifty with my monies and influence. And for punching Paris Hilton IN THE FACE.
4) Describe your dream home.
A TARDIS.
Um but, I've always wanted to live in a loft apartment in Manhattan. One bedroom, a window looking out over rooftops, pigeons on the widowsill, and kindly little Chinese landlady, the obligatory New York cockroach, a musician that lives downstairs...RENT, you know.
5) What song do you want played at your funeral? (I apologize for the creepy curiosity.)
"Chariots of Fire" as they pall-bear me away in slow-motion. I HAVE NO IDEA. Ask me in a few centuries from now. I have three regenerations left, for Pete's sake.