We have decided that we will be up dating every Wednesday as well as every Friday. As always constructive criticism and question are welcome in the comments and we still don't own anything but our OCs.
Lina and the TARDIS
All right, flash back time! We're going back to when I was 9. When you're nine, you're supposed to be sweet and into like, Max and Ruby or Scooby doo, right? Not me. It started during a channel surfing session. I came across BBC America, playing Doctor Who. I put on the episode, school reunion, and fell in love immediately. K-9 and Sara Jane Smith became my idols and I got dad to re-program JARVIS to sound like K-9 when I talked to him. JARVTS helped me find Doctor Who episodes from before 2005, and I fell in love with all the Doctors, especially Tom Baker. His scarf was epic. I wanted to wrap myself in it and sleep. Still do.
Around the age of 11 my dad had decided to surprise me on my birthday, April 12. What he had done was left a bag at the foot of my bed with a 4th Doctor scarf and a sonic lipstick. I would have stayed there for a while, wrapping myself in the scarf and sonicing JARVIS, but I heard a sound in the living room like a thousand dying elephants trying to honk at once. You should have seen me run.
In the living room a 1960's blue Police box sat on the rug, papers strewn about like a gust of wind came thought. The door creaked open and Dad stepped out wearing a fez, a suit and a bow tie.
"Happy Birthday, Lina." Dad said, puling a miniature K-9 from his pocket and handed it to me. He then clapped once and the TARDIS dematerialized. "Thank you, Daddy. Thank you JARVIS." The most epic thing ever happens after that. The little K-9 lit up, his little voice saying,
"Happy Birthday, mistress ."