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stronger before my brain begins to evaporate."
stronger before my brain begins to evaporate."
July 29, 2025 at 11:41 PM
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stronger before my brain begins to evaporate."
stronger before my brain begins to evaporate."
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own ears.
He turned to the Doctor, his eyes wide with a manic mix of terror and awe. "This is a trick," he accused, pointing a shaky finger. "Mirrors, or... or hypnotism! That's it!" He gestured wildly at the cavernous space. "Right. Forget the brandy. Point me to something much, much
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own ears.
He turned to the Doctor, his eyes wide with a manic mix of terror and awe. "This is a trick," he accused, pointing a shaky finger. "Mirrors, or... or hypnotism! That's it!" He gestured wildly at the cavernous space. "Right. Forget the brandy. Point me to something much, much
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July 29, 2025 at 11:41 PM
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own ears.
He turned to the Doctor, his eyes wide with a manic mix of terror and awe. "This is a trick," he accused, pointing a shaky finger. "Mirrors, or... or hypnotism! That's it!" He gestured wildly at the cavernous space. "Right. Forget the brandy. Point me to something much, much
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own ears.
He turned to the Doctor, his eyes wide with a manic mix of terror and awe. "This is a trick," he accused, pointing a shaky finger. "Mirrors, or... or hypnotism! That's it!" He gestured wildly at the cavernous space. "Right. Forget the brandy. Point me to something much, much
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The small police box opened into a vast, humming chamber that defied all logic. He stumbled back out onto the street, stared at the box, then cautiously poked his head back inside. The impossible room was still there.
"It's... bigger on the inside," he whispered, the words sounding absurd to his
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"It's... bigger on the inside," he whispered, the words sounding absurd to his
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"Come on. I'll show you. Just...brace yourself." He says with a smile.
This might just break Jonathan's brain.
Oh, boy.
This might just break Jonathan's brain.
Oh, boy.
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- accept the drink if it didn't do anything funny to his insides.
No - scrap that. A drink is a drink. He NEEDED one, despite the risk.
No - scrap that. A drink is a drink. He NEEDED one, despite the risk.
July 29, 2025 at 11:41 PM
The small police box opened into a vast, humming chamber that defied all logic. He stumbled back out onto the street, stared at the box, then cautiously poked his head back inside. The impossible room was still there.
"It's... bigger on the inside," he whispered, the words sounding absurd to his
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"It's... bigger on the inside," he whispered, the words sounding absurd to his
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- accept the drink if it didn't do anything funny to his insides.
No - scrap that. A drink is a drink. He NEEDED one, despite the risk.
No - scrap that. A drink is a drink. He NEEDED one, despite the risk.
July 29, 2025 at 11:23 PM
- accept the drink if it didn't do anything funny to his insides.
No - scrap that. A drink is a drink. He NEEDED one, despite the risk.
No - scrap that. A drink is a drink. He NEEDED one, despite the risk.
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about to rip out of his chest.
"Wait a moment. Did you say... 'several'?" The words were spoken with a newfound reverence. "And 'very good years'? We are talking about grape-based vintages, aren't we? Not... not fermented alien lichen from 30 B.C. or some such?" Not that he cared TOO much. He'd -
about to rip out of his chest.
"Wait a moment. Did you say... 'several'?" The words were spoken with a newfound reverence. "And 'very good years'? We are talking about grape-based vintages, aren't we? Not... not fermented alien lichen from 30 B.C. or some such?" Not that he cared TOO much. He'd -
July 29, 2025 at 11:23 PM
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about to rip out of his chest.
"Wait a moment. Did you say... 'several'?" The words were spoken with a newfound reverence. "And 'very good years'? We are talking about grape-based vintages, aren't we? Not... not fermented alien lichen from 30 B.C. or some such?" Not that he cared TOO much. He'd -
about to rip out of his chest.
"Wait a moment. Did you say... 'several'?" The words were spoken with a newfound reverence. "And 'very good years'? We are talking about grape-based vintages, aren't we? Not... not fermented alien lichen from 30 B.C. or some such?" Not that he cared TOO much. He'd -
Jonathan flinched violently as the blue box slammed back into existence with a groan, staggering back a few steps. He made a sound that was a rather pathetic mix of a gasp and a yelp.
"Good Lord, man! A little warning next time!" he stammered, pressing a hand to his chest as if his heart was -
"Good Lord, man! A little warning next time!" he stammered, pressing a hand to his chest as if his heart was -
"Several. Allons-y."
He laughed and snapped his fingers, the TARDIS materializing next to him.
"Oh, and they are VERY good years. You can just call me Doctor, yeah?"
He laughed and snapped his fingers, the TARDIS materializing next to him.
"Oh, and they are VERY good years. You can just call me Doctor, yeah?"
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Β· Jul 29
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"I think I need that brandy now more than ever. You wouldn't happen to have a cellar in that box of yours, would you?"
"I think I need that brandy now more than ever. You wouldn't happen to have a cellar in that box of yours, would you?"
July 29, 2025 at 11:23 PM
Jonathan flinched violently as the blue box slammed back into existence with a groan, staggering back a few steps. He made a sound that was a rather pathetic mix of a gasp and a yelp.
"Good Lord, man! A little warning next time!" he stammered, pressing a hand to his chest as if his heart was -
"Good Lord, man! A little warning next time!" he stammered, pressing a hand to his chest as if his heart was -
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"I think I need that brandy now more than ever. You wouldn't happen to have a cellar in that box of yours, would you?"
"I think I need that brandy now more than ever. You wouldn't happen to have a cellar in that box of yours, would you?"
July 29, 2025 at 11:01 PM
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"I think I need that brandy now more than ever. You wouldn't happen to have a cellar in that box of yours, would you?"
"I think I need that brandy now more than ever. You wouldn't happen to have a cellar in that box of yours, would you?"
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hand through his already dishevelled hair. "Right. So, to summarise: you appear in a disappearing box, you know of places that don't exist, and you're a... time-traveller or explorer of sorts? This is all making a DREADFUL amount of sense," he said, his voice spiked with sarcasm.
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hand through his already dishevelled hair. "Right. So, to summarise: you appear in a disappearing box, you know of places that don't exist, and you're a... time-traveller or explorer of sorts? This is all making a DREADFUL amount of sense," he said, his voice spiked with sarcasm.
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July 29, 2025 at 11:01 PM
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hand through his already dishevelled hair. "Right. So, to summarise: you appear in a disappearing box, you know of places that don't exist, and you're a... time-traveller or explorer of sorts? This is all making a DREADFUL amount of sense," he said, his voice spiked with sarcasm.
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hand through his already dishevelled hair. "Right. So, to summarise: you appear in a disappearing box, you know of places that don't exist, and you're a... time-traveller or explorer of sorts? This is all making a DREADFUL amount of sense," he said, his voice spiked with sarcasm.
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heavens. Is that... is that like being a duke? Does it come with a castle? Or do you just have a rather fantastic collection of pocket watches?"
The mention of 'last of them' seemed to momentarily sober him. "The last one? Oh. Well. My commiserations, I suppose."
He shook his head, running a
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heavens. Is that... is that like being a duke? Does it come with a castle? Or do you just have a rather fantastic collection of pocket watches?"
The mention of 'last of them' seemed to momentarily sober him. "The last one? Oh. Well. My commiserations, I suppose."
He shook his head, running a
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July 29, 2025 at 11:01 PM
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heavens. Is that... is that like being a duke? Does it come with a castle? Or do you just have a rather fantastic collection of pocket watches?"
The mention of 'last of them' seemed to momentarily sober him. "The last one? Oh. Well. My commiserations, I suppose."
He shook his head, running a
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heavens. Is that... is that like being a duke? Does it come with a castle? Or do you just have a rather fantastic collection of pocket watches?"
The mention of 'last of them' seemed to momentarily sober him. "The last one? Oh. Well. My commiserations, I suppose."
He shook his head, running a
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You... hold on. Hold on just a tick," he said, holding up a finger. "The Glimmering Nebula? You've been there? My dear Doctor, that's quite impossible, because I invented it not ten seconds ago! Made it up entirely!"
He blinked, processing the next part. "'Time Lord'? A lord of time? Good
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He blinked, processing the next part. "'Time Lord'? A lord of time? Good
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"Oh, the Glimmering Nebula! Ugh! So beautiful, honey. But no. I'm a Time Lord. Last of them, in fact. It's a long trans-temporal story, honestly."
He chuckled and smiled as he shook Jonathan's hand.
Bit skittish, this one.
He chuckled and smiled as he shook Jonathan's hand.
Bit skittish, this one.
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Β· Jul 29
β
"Smith... a good, solid name. Not... not secretly short for Smithonius of the Glimmering Nebula, is it? No green skin under there? No extra appendages tucked away?" He gestured vaguely at the Doctor's coat. "Because if there are, I'd rather know now, if it's all the same to you."
"Smith... a good, solid name. Not... not secretly short for Smithonius of the Glimmering Nebula, is it? No green skin under there? No extra appendages tucked away?" He gestured vaguely at the Doctor's coat. "Because if there are, I'd rather know now, if it's all the same to you."
July 29, 2025 at 11:01 PM
You... hold on. Hold on just a tick," he said, holding up a finger. "The Glimmering Nebula? You've been there? My dear Doctor, that's quite impossible, because I invented it not ten seconds ago! Made it up entirely!"
He blinked, processing the next part. "'Time Lord'? A lord of time? Good
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He blinked, processing the next part. "'Time Lord'? A lord of time? Good
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"Smith... a good, solid name. Not... not secretly short for Smithonius of the Glimmering Nebula, is it? No green skin under there? No extra appendages tucked away?" He gestured vaguely at the Doctor's coat. "Because if there are, I'd rather know now, if it's all the same to you."
"Smith... a good, solid name. Not... not secretly short for Smithonius of the Glimmering Nebula, is it? No green skin under there? No extra appendages tucked away?" He gestured vaguely at the Doctor's coat. "Because if there are, I'd rather know now, if it's all the same to you."
July 29, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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"Smith... a good, solid name. Not... not secretly short for Smithonius of the Glimmering Nebula, is it? No green skin under there? No extra appendages tucked away?" He gestured vaguely at the Doctor's coat. "Because if there are, I'd rather know now, if it's all the same to you."
"Smith... a good, solid name. Not... not secretly short for Smithonius of the Glimmering Nebula, is it? No green skin under there? No extra appendages tucked away?" He gestured vaguely at the Doctor's coat. "Because if there are, I'd rather know now, if it's all the same to you."
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proceeds to vanish! Poof! Into thin air! 'Okay' is not a word I would use to describe my current state. 'Baffled', 'terrified', and 'in dire need of a stiff brandy', perhaps!"
He eyed the man, "Smith," up and down. He did look terribly human. Was that a British accent?
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proceeds to vanish! Poof! Into thin air! 'Okay' is not a word I would use to describe my current state. 'Baffled', 'terrified', and 'in dire need of a stiff brandy', perhaps!"
He eyed the man, "Smith," up and down. He did look terribly human. Was that a British accent?
β
July 29, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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proceeds to vanish! Poof! Into thin air! 'Okay' is not a word I would use to describe my current state. 'Baffled', 'terrified', and 'in dire need of a stiff brandy', perhaps!"
He eyed the man, "Smith," up and down. He did look terribly human. Was that a British accent?
β
proceeds to vanish! Poof! Into thin air! 'Okay' is not a word I would use to describe my current state. 'Baffled', 'terrified', and 'in dire need of a stiff brandy', perhaps!"
He eyed the man, "Smith," up and down. He did look terribly human. Was that a British accent?
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He snatched his hand back almost immediately, tucking it against his chest as if for protection.
"Okay? Okay?" he squeaked, his voice pitching higher than he'd like. "My dear fellow, I was just enjoying a perfectly normal, quiet evening, and then you appear from a... a police box that
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"Okay? Okay?" he squeaked, his voice pitching higher than he'd like. "My dear fellow, I was just enjoying a perfectly normal, quiet evening, and then you appear from a... a police box that
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"Breathe, yeah? Slowly, mate. Yeah. I'm Doctor Smith. You okay?"
A genuine question from the Time Lord.
He needs to work on how to not scare humans.
Really thought he'd improved on that.
Billion years and he's not any better at this.
A genuine question from the Time Lord.
He needs to work on how to not scare humans.
Really thought he'd improved on that.
Billion years and he's not any better at this.
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Β· Jul 2
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"Doc-doctor...doctor.. Smith. Smith?" He stuttered between frightened breaths. But Smith was a VERY human name. So too did he LOOK human.
Jonathan extended his own hand, trembling slightly, but it didn't quite reach Doctor Smith's.
"Doc-doctor...doctor.. Smith. Smith?" He stuttered between frightened breaths. But Smith was a VERY human name. So too did he LOOK human.
Jonathan extended his own hand, trembling slightly, but it didn't quite reach Doctor Smith's.
July 29, 2025 at 10:29 PM
He snatched his hand back almost immediately, tucking it against his chest as if for protection.
"Okay? Okay?" he squeaked, his voice pitching higher than he'd like. "My dear fellow, I was just enjoying a perfectly normal, quiet evening, and then you appear from a... a police box that
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"Okay? Okay?" he squeaked, his voice pitching higher than he'd like. "My dear fellow, I was just enjoying a perfectly normal, quiet evening, and then you appear from a... a police box that
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Former Sultana of Agrabah.
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Our greatest challenge isn't speaking up against our enemies, but defying those whose approval we seek the most.
Former Sultana of Agrabah.
The world isn't ready to change.
πΊ Descriptive, AU
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π Single ship
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Former Sultana of Agrabah.
The world isn't ready to change.
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The ocean is in my soul, and my soul is in the ocean ...
Wayfinder, Tautai and demigodess of the wind and sea, who knows what else the ocean will bring?
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Wayfinder, Tautai and demigodess of the wind and sea, who knows what else the ocean will bring?
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The ocean is in my soul, and my soul is in the ocean ...
Wayfinder, Tautai and demigodess of the wind and sea, who knows what else the ocean will bring?
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Wayfinder, Tautai and demigodess of the wind and sea, who knows what else the ocean will bring?
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November 25, 2024 at 6:10 PM
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fascination screamed a certain gullibility. He had her fooled.
"You know, if youβd like, I could show you the scar."
Eventually, she would excuse herself to use the bathroom, leaving Jonathan there on his own, clasping his hands. Thinking to himself, 'god, I am great!'
fascination screamed a certain gullibility. He had her fooled.
"You know, if youβd like, I could show you the scar."
Eventually, she would excuse herself to use the bathroom, leaving Jonathan there on his own, clasping his hands. Thinking to himself, 'god, I am great!'
July 2, 2025 at 3:07 AM
β
fascination screamed a certain gullibility. He had her fooled.
"You know, if youβd like, I could show you the scar."
Eventually, she would excuse herself to use the bathroom, leaving Jonathan there on his own, clasping his hands. Thinking to himself, 'god, I am great!'
fascination screamed a certain gullibility. He had her fooled.
"You know, if youβd like, I could show you the scar."
Eventually, she would excuse herself to use the bathroom, leaving Jonathan there on his own, clasping his hands. Thinking to himself, 'god, I am great!'
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That brought my personal tally to sixty-six mummified fiends, all dispatched by yours truly. Single-handedly, mind you. My sister Evelyn says I exaggerate, but sheβs never had to face a mummy with nothing but a rusty sabre and a hangover."
The look of astonishment on her face and mumbling of β
That brought my personal tally to sixty-six mummified fiends, all dispatched by yours truly. Single-handedly, mind you. My sister Evelyn says I exaggerate, but sheβs never had to face a mummy with nothing but a rusty sabre and a hangover."
The look of astonishment on her face and mumbling of β
July 2, 2025 at 3:07 AM
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That brought my personal tally to sixty-six mummified fiends, all dispatched by yours truly. Single-handedly, mind you. My sister Evelyn says I exaggerate, but sheβs never had to face a mummy with nothing but a rusty sabre and a hangover."
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That brought my personal tally to sixty-six mummified fiends, all dispatched by yours truly. Single-handedly, mind you. My sister Evelyn says I exaggerate, but sheβs never had to face a mummy with nothing but a rusty sabre and a hangover."
The look of astonishment on her face and mumbling of β
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his means.
This woman was all ears.
"He was Seven feet tall, eyes like burning coals, and a halberd the size of a camel. I lopped off his head, clean as you like! You should have seen it. One swipe and off it went, rolling down the temple steps like a particularly disgruntled pumpkin.
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his means.
This woman was all ears.
"He was Seven feet tall, eyes like burning coals, and a halberd the size of a camel. I lopped off his head, clean as you like! You should have seen it. One swipe and off it went, rolling down the temple steps like a particularly disgruntled pumpkin.
β
July 2, 2025 at 3:07 AM
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his means.
This woman was all ears.
"He was Seven feet tall, eyes like burning coals, and a halberd the size of a camel. I lopped off his head, clean as you like! You should have seen it. One swipe and off it went, rolling down the temple steps like a particularly disgruntled pumpkin.
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his means.
This woman was all ears.
"He was Seven feet tall, eyes like burning coals, and a halberd the size of a camel. I lopped off his head, clean as you like! You should have seen it. One swipe and off it went, rolling down the temple steps like a particularly disgruntled pumpkin.
β
His flirtatious endeavours were a myriad of successful courting and....well...women whom he could not fool for a second. Even if his stories had some half-truths. Almost always, he would take it one step too far.
Some however, cared more about his (inflated) fortune. He certainly lived beyond β
Some however, cared more about his (inflated) fortune. He certainly lived beyond β
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July 2, 2025 at 3:07 AM
His flirtatious endeavours were a myriad of successful courting and....well...women whom he could not fool for a second. Even if his stories had some half-truths. Almost always, he would take it one step too far.
Some however, cared more about his (inflated) fortune. He certainly lived beyond β
Some however, cared more about his (inflated) fortune. He certainly lived beyond β
β
"Doc-doctor...doctor.. Smith. Smith?" He stuttered between frightened breaths. But Smith was a VERY human name. So too did he LOOK human.
Jonathan extended his own hand, trembling slightly, but it didn't quite reach Doctor Smith's.
"Doc-doctor...doctor.. Smith. Smith?" He stuttered between frightened breaths. But Smith was a VERY human name. So too did he LOOK human.
Jonathan extended his own hand, trembling slightly, but it didn't quite reach Doctor Smith's.
July 2, 2025 at 2:49 AM
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"Doc-doctor...doctor.. Smith. Smith?" He stuttered between frightened breaths. But Smith was a VERY human name. So too did he LOOK human.
Jonathan extended his own hand, trembling slightly, but it didn't quite reach Doctor Smith's.
"Doc-doctor...doctor.. Smith. Smith?" He stuttered between frightened breaths. But Smith was a VERY human name. So too did he LOOK human.
Jonathan extended his own hand, trembling slightly, but it didn't quite reach Doctor Smith's.
Jonathan practically froze once the man made contact with him. This lad showed up in a blue telephone box, made it disappear, and possessed some strange otherworldly device. For all he knew, this male figure was a green man of sorts.
Either way, Jonathan considered it foolish to fight back.
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Either way, Jonathan considered it foolish to fight back.
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He gently grabbed Jonathan to reassure him, trying to help him chill out.
"Okay? I'm a good man. Yeah? Let's start over. I'm Doctor Smith." He held his hand out.
"Okay? I'm a good man. Yeah? Let's start over. I'm Doctor Smith." He held his hand out.
July 2, 2025 at 2:49 AM
Jonathan practically froze once the man made contact with him. This lad showed up in a blue telephone box, made it disappear, and possessed some strange otherworldly device. For all he knew, this male figure was a green man of sorts.
Either way, Jonathan considered it foolish to fight back.
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Either way, Jonathan considered it foolish to fight back.
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