Wednesday Morning at 5 o'clockHer eyes, they used to shine so bright. I remember thinking about when I saw them for the first time. It was... it was during the end of my wife's funeral. It was a, a really bad day. She'd been gone from us for far too long. Yet. it uh felt like no time had passed at all. Like I said, too long. So, here I was, sitting down, thinking about my wife. I was thinking about all those times we had before she went away. Meeting her parents for the first time. Getting caught having sex by her ex boyfriend. The time Fluffikins got squashed by a blue box. Our honeymoon in. in. i can't remember where we were for our honeymoon. i used to be able to do it. i had to remind her, she would always forget where it was. now i can't. why? why god. Why can't I remember?!? WHAHAHYYYYyyyy!Wednesday Morning at 5 o'clock by ~deathchrist2000
You want to stop?
No. No, I need this. Where was I?
You were thinking about your wife at her funeral.
yeah. i. I was sitting there, thinking about my wife, as they came. The Pallbearers. There were four of them, Her Father
Across The MultiverseAcross The Multiverse: A Rose Tyler Adventure.Across The Multiverse by ~deathchrist2000
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It has been said by many that one cannot fully appreciate something from an alien land lest said person hears it in its native tongue. This thought process rang true to Rose Tyler as she awoke from her sleep from the nearby alarm. To Rose, the top song on the planet FreTuLuk (which had noted the song for it’s beautiful lyrics and word choice) sounded to her like a bad cover to Across The Universe. She had once suggested to The Doctor to remove the universal translator so she could understand why he liked the song so much. He responded that he tends to forget to turn it back on and the last time he did that his companion’s ears bled for hours. When she asked why, he responded that he had asked him where the jelly babies were.
As she awoke, she looked at her left hand particularly at the finger just right to the middle. And then she thought of Mickey. She doesn’t talk to T
How Rose Tyler Made Me A Better PersonI would like to preface this that I honestly do not care for Rose Tyler. I find that, out of what I've seen of her, she is a complete and total bitch at best. But, still she has made me a better person, and I would like to explain how and why.How Rose Tyler Made Me A Better Person by ~deathchrist2000
I think a good place to start would be the build up to the moment itself. It began, as these things usually do, with Fan Fiction. I was just getting into Doctor Who, and I thought, while scrolling on TV Tropes, I'd read some of the recommended Fan Fiction. One of the things that peaked my eye (mainly, as I recall, due to it seeming like a David Bowie reference) was one called "Stardust Girl" (www.whofic.com/viewstory.php?s…. The story, as those who have read it in the past or clicked that link know, is about Rose Tyler doing horrible things to The Doctor's clone just so that she could get back to her Doctor. It's a well written and frankly terrifying piece of fiction. At first, I thought, given my lack of knowledge of the show at the time
The Secret History of the Superman FamilyO Superman! A series of photos, artistic renderings, and memories of the past 150 years.The Secret History of the Superman Family by ~deathchrist2000
Introduction by Sean Dillon.
I have a small confession.
I don’t know much about Superman. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I appreciate and respect the guy, it’s just that I’m not interested in his history. I mean I know the broad strokes and what not, but I couldn’t tell you for the life of me how he came to the decision to controversially not say yes during the Invasion of Horses  or what he wore during ‘72 like my reputation as a member of the “Superman Family” would make one think, which (contrary to popular belief) is why I’ve not done one of these pieces on Superman before. I’ve always told them to see my brother  about doing these types of things. But, I’m the one they go to because I’m the one who met him that day. So why am I doing this now? I guess, in the end, it’s just to get the vultures
I mean, my reactions are pretty much what you would expect. This completely wipes any autonomy from Donna in determining her own quality of life which is just bad in all sorts of ways. It is a type of violation that I have come to think of, in my own practice, as medical rape.
I suppose one of the most striking things about my reaction is how frightfully typical of doctors this is. There is still this attitude among a lot of the MDs that every death is a failure. So they push. They spin. They present information in ways that give them the opportunity to try again. They make people feel guilty for wanting to forgo treatment and remain comfortable for as long as possible. I had a woman in her 70s who was diagnosed with lung cancer and said that she absolutely did not want chemo. She had seen friends go through it and she was old enough to start seeing the friends around her pass away. She made the, I feel quite reasonable decision, to opt out of chemo and look only at palliative and comfort measures. Every goddamn oncologist in the hospital came to her and explained to her that it was treatable, that she could be cured. They pushed so hard she started to feel guilty and let them run a series of tests that she had, initially, declined. All she wanted was to maintain her quality of life. Her doctors essentially vetoed her decision and pushed her into curative focussed care. The last I heard, she was going home to be followed by one of our oncologists but that palliative care had gotten involved and was advocating heavily for her. And every night I had her I reminded her this was her body and her choice.
That’s what this comes down to. It was Donna’s mind and her choice. She knew, she understood what it meant to continue on with the Human/Time Lord Biological Metacrisis and the DoctorDonna. She felt her quality of life was better, that she was better having done the things she had while traveling with him and was unwilling to lose all of that. Even if it meant her mind burning. But that would have been a failure for the Doctor. The first proper companion death since Adric. And he couldn’t stand for that. It wasn’t that she didn’t understand what she was doing, she did. She absolutely understood everything. That was the point. He just couldn’t standby and let her make that choice so he took it from her. Forced her to live a life that she considered less fulfilling. Indefinitely. With no memory of what she could have had. Which I suppose is a small mercy, at least she didn’t live in misery and regret.
The Doctor made this decision about him, as all doctors do. About what he could accomplish, about who he could save, about how much loss he could handle. It should never have been about him. There was another, more important player in this decision whose voice was silenced through selfishness.