The Rani
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Original depiction of The Rani.
Original depiction of The Rani.
“You have always been a defect. Insane. Hearing your drums. I pitied you.”
July 21, 2025 at 7:49 PM
“You have always been a defect. Insane. Hearing your drums. I pitied you.”
“The Master destroyed what was left of the art….”
July 19, 2025 at 3:36 AM
“The Master destroyed what was left of the art….”
“While I was fond of the scientific advancements our people made…it was the art…the stasis cubes, the old paintings, the sculptures…”
July 19, 2025 at 3:32 AM
“While I was fond of the scientific advancements our people made…it was the art…the stasis cubes, the old paintings, the sculptures…”
“What do you miss about Gallifrey?”
July 19, 2025 at 3:06 AM
“What do you miss about Gallifrey?”
“…..” she continued playing, not responding.
July 18, 2025 at 7:49 PM
“…..” she continued playing, not responding.
“That’s why I wanted to remake them. Create them in a better image,”
July 16, 2025 at 6:16 PM
“That’s why I wanted to remake them. Create them in a better image,”
“Yes. But I was still the perfect student. A shame that the Timelords never understood my genius in bio-chemical research.”
July 15, 2025 at 5:33 PM
“Yes. But I was still the perfect student. A shame that the Timelords never understood my genius in bio-chemical research.”
“That too. The Master was scheming, always scheming. I was one of the only people out of the three of us that got perfect grades.”
July 15, 2025 at 6:06 AM
“That too. The Master was scheming, always scheming. I was one of the only people out of the three of us that got perfect grades.”
“Yes. I always paid attention. You were too busy day dreaming.”
July 15, 2025 at 6:02 AM
“Yes. I always paid attention. You were too busy day dreaming.”
“My teacher taught me this back in the academy. He always had a fascination with human instruments.”
July 14, 2025 at 5:40 PM
“My teacher taught me this back in the academy. He always had a fascination with human instruments.”
She plays a haunting song, one that pierces the soul.
July 14, 2025 at 4:20 PM
She plays a haunting song, one that pierces the soul.
She rolled her eyes.
“If you must.”
“If you must.”
July 14, 2025 at 4:15 PM
She rolled her eyes.
“If you must.”
“If you must.”
“…..” she returned to playing the piano.
July 13, 2025 at 11:33 PM
“…..” she returned to playing the piano.
She couldn’t look him in the eye. She knew he was right.
July 11, 2025 at 1:21 AM
She couldn’t look him in the eye. She knew he was right.
Sigh.
“You don’t understand, Doctor. The Timelords are supposed to be superior to base emotions. We are meant to be the perfect beings.”
“You don’t understand, Doctor. The Timelords are supposed to be superior to base emotions. We are meant to be the perfect beings.”
July 8, 2025 at 5:03 PM
Sigh.
“You don’t understand, Doctor. The Timelords are supposed to be superior to base emotions. We are meant to be the perfect beings.”
“You don’t understand, Doctor. The Timelords are supposed to be superior to base emotions. We are meant to be the perfect beings.”
“You have been away from our people too long.”
July 8, 2025 at 4:53 PM
“You have been away from our people too long.”
“Praise is for those weak willed.”
July 8, 2025 at 2:55 PM
“Praise is for those weak willed.”
“As I said. Youre not as impressive as your file says.”
July 8, 2025 at 2:54 PM
“As I said. Youre not as impressive as your file says.”
“Hm. It was adequate.” Clearly she never had a sense of gratification.
July 7, 2025 at 6:27 PM
“Hm. It was adequate.” Clearly she never had a sense of gratification.
“I wish to rebuild them in my image. The perfect scientists who don’t sit around doing nothing. You destroyed them all because you got pissed.”
July 7, 2025 at 4:43 PM
“I wish to rebuild them in my image. The perfect scientists who don’t sit around doing nothing. You destroyed them all because you got pissed.”
“I have always been naturally gifted.”
July 7, 2025 at 4:42 PM
“I have always been naturally gifted.”
She eventually stopped. A sigh could be heard.
July 7, 2025 at 3:07 AM
She eventually stopped. A sigh could be heard.
The way she played sounded somber. Sad and longing.
July 6, 2025 at 3:12 PM
The way she played sounded somber. Sad and longing.
She walked over to the piano in the vault. She began to play Beethoven’s moonlight sonata.
July 5, 2025 at 6:51 PM
She walked over to the piano in the vault. She began to play Beethoven’s moonlight sonata.