The Final Zone

The ramblings of a nerdy bisexual twentysomething socialist wannabe-author.

You'll find a lot of talk about Doctor Who, bisexuality and then a mix of general fandom stuff here. This may include some ranting. Spoiler warning: If you really like Moffat, you should probably avoid my blog.

I'm lucky enough to have a wonderful girlfriend/soulmate, Caitlin, who makes my life far richer. Once she described as "like a very sensual monkey." I'm strangely proud of this.

And Grace Holloway thinks I'm pretty.




cosmicsyzygy:

Yesterday when I was camming to Owen, we were talking about how the Doctor is such a hoopy frood that he probably has an entire room in the TARDIS filled with towels.

And then we were imagining personalized towels for each Doctor when they’re at the pool. Four’s would look like his scarf, Eight’s would be made of velvet, &c…

Nine’s would probably be made of leather, but since that’s not exactly useful for drying oneself off, he’d have to go find another one. But the only one left that he can find is a Hello Kitty towel.





cosmicsyzygy:

“Ahah! I finally got the Chameleon Circuit working again!!!”
“Are you sure? Doctor, the doors won’t open…”
“Well of course they won’t! It’s a pumpkin!”
“But how are we meant to get in and out?”
“… I dunno.”

cosmicsyzygy:

Ahah! I finally got the Chameleon Circuit working again!!!”

“Are you sure? Doctor, the doors won’t open…”

“Well of course they won’t! It’s a pumpkin!”

“But how are we meant to get in and out?”

“… I dunno.”

(Source: teavarnishkeys)




“Sometimes when I’m bored, I go onto Omegle and ask people if they’re Red Kang, Blue Kang, or Yellow Kang. If they say they are Red or Blue Kang, I declare that to be “ice hot” and ask them if they “mayhaps” will join me on an escapade to the “brainquarters” of the opposing Kangs. If they declare themselves Yellow Kang, I begin a rant on how they are speaking “untruths!” and that the Yellow Kang are “unalive!” Also, “PEX LIVES!””

The fun can last for hours. (via cosmicsyzygy)

I should start this by saying that the title isn’t quite true. This isn’t the real reason, but rather something that came from a very vivid and strangely specific dream I had last night that made waking up somewhat more pleasant than my usual tossing and turning and begging for another 5 minutes.

In the dream, I had been showing Caitlin my book collection, and was reading a piece from Tom Baker’s autobiography (Who On Earth Is Tom Baker?) when I came across a piece that never appeared in the actual book - an alternative reason for why his Doctor was so somber in his final season, and the reason that he ended up leaving the show.

So, here we are. The Doctor has just seen off the Nimon, but by the time we reach The Leisure Hive, he has a new, darker costume, and a much more foreboding tone. This was part of the whole relaunch, and all the behind the scenes stuff going on as well, but in the dream, Baker had come up with his own explanation for the change, and wanted to put it forth on screen.

In an unseen adventure, the Doctor had knocked a reflector dish that sent heatwaves to a near-deserted area of space, and in doing so had consigned one of his most beloved species in the universe to near extinction. The guilt that the Doctor felt over what amounted to a Genocide of one of the most peaceful and benevolent species he’d ever encountered just through a mere accident in an adventure led to him falling into despair.

Tom Baker intended to put this across in a 10-minute monologue, but producers resisted, which led to his departure from the show after a blazing argument with John Nathan Turner. Why? Because Tom Baker intended to call this beloved species the “Boo-Boos”. The monologue would feature him dropping their name several times, all in a somber fashion, and the producers feared it would just be ridiculous.

So yes, that is the story of the demise of the Boo-Boos, and the death of the Fourth Doctor as a result. They presumably salvaged the bits that worked, like destroying a section of the universe via use of a large dish, and created Logopolis as a result.

Since telling Caitlin of the dream, we’ve decided that the Boo-Boos were also the universe’s chief manufacturers of Jelly Babies (Jelly Boo-Boos?) and this added to his mourning, and made him more reliant on trips to England thereafter.





cosmicsyzygy:

Pex is my spirit animal.

cosmicsyzygy:

Pex is my spirit animal.



cosmicsyzygy:

I ask my boyfriend all sorts of interesting questions that come to mind just before I go to sleep…

I still don’t know how to answer this… It’s a fascinating one, not least because it doesn’t say “to play the Doctor” but “to be the Doctor”. Which means one of us is a Time Lord. And since he’s half human on his mother’s side… That means I’m a Time Lord. But I can’t remember it. Therefore I’ve been Chameleon Arched. As such, what I know of my life is a lie. And my name is possibly Ulysses.
Unless I’m not understanding the question right, of course.

cosmicsyzygy:

I ask my boyfriend all sorts of interesting questions that come to mind just before I go to sleep…

I still don’t know how to answer this… It’s a fascinating one, not least because it doesn’t say “to play the Doctor” but “to be the Doctor”. Which means one of us is a Time Lord. And since he’s half human on his mother’s side… That means I’m a Time Lord. But I can’t remember it. Therefore I’ve been Chameleon Arched. As such, what I know of my life is a lie. And my name is possibly Ulysses.

Unless I’m not understanding the question right, of course.


cosmicsyzygy:

The wonderful thing about Time Lords

Is Time Lords are wonderful things

This one travels around in a TARDIS

You never know who he might bring

It’s wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey

Run, run, run, run, run!

The only sad thing about Time Lords

Is that he’s the only one

He’s the only one