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(In the console room of the TARDIS) Doctor: (yelling) Amy, what are you doing in the library? (Amy comes trotting into the console room, a large dusty-looking book in hand) Amy: Just reading Doctor: Reading what? Amy: This Doctor: What is it? Amy: A book Doctor: What's it about? Amy: English area mythology Doctor: I didn't know you were interested in that sort of stuff Amy: I'm not. Well, I wasn't…Just an impulse. Doctor: Where's Rory? Finally managed to shake him off? Rory: Hey Doctor: Oh there you are. Come on, make yourself useful. (He hands Rory a mutated hammer sort of thing) Rory: What's this? Doctor: What's it loo

A Theory on Alternate/Other Dimensions First of all, my definition of an alternate universe? A universe that exists in synch with time and their own space and exist not with our universe, but their own. So, not of the milky way, nor any galaxy, nor any system, nor the universe as we know it, but an alternate of our own with perhaps, sometimes, the same planets and same peoples but different happenings, or completely different altogether. Not believe to be real-thats not needed. It IS real. Not just worlds, but universes, galaxies, a place you create, control, form. Alternate universe. Anyone can create universes. Anyone, even a homeless ch

Fragile   Griz's  purple eyes stared down at the silver blood pooling on her arm. She leaned back in the captain chair in her TARDIS. She only cut while  Xel was preoccupied some where else far away in the TARDIS. A.C.E., her faithful S.I.R., kept vigilant  watch to make sure she could bandage over the one area she cut and slide her glove back on. A.C.E. had become very worried at this behavior of his master's, but it was his job to retrieve information and serve, not question. He looked back at the silver liquid pouring slowly and calmly from Griz's veins and a single tear slipped from his eye. The TARDIS felt his grief. Griz was oblivious