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Team Leader of the X-Men Mansion Math Teacher Japanese Language Teacher
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Apr 6, 2024 13:08:30 GMT -6
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((OOC: This is entirely insane and not serious. I decided to try and write something completely ridiculous on IRC one night, and went with it. Perhaps, I'll continue the crazy little thing called love? For now, here's mini-chapter 1!))
Once upon a time, there was a little pocket dimension that could. It did, and it did, and it knew it was going to, but then it failed to repel the evil maliciousness of the Dark Lord. That, my children, is where this story begins.
In a land of Skarro, several wizarding clans existed. Among these, two prominent ones fought. The Thall, and the Daleks.
From the Daleks rose The Dark Lord Voldemort.
Voldemort wished to exterminate those of impure heritage. Only the Daleks could survive in the galaxy as the master race. To this end, he built a box. This box, mind you, was no ordinary box. Within it, contained enough power to rupture a hole in the fabric of space and time.
It is through this hole, my children, that The Doctor and his Donna fell.
The skies burned with radiation as the little blue box tumbled, end over end, towards the rocky jungle below. It landed smoothly. Donna rolled off the Doctor and got to her feet.
"Lovely parking," she muttered.
"Hey," The doctor said. "At least it's better than on Raxaflaxa--"
"Yeah, bite me alien boy. So where are we?" Donna interrupted, crossing her arms.
The Doctor looked around hesitantly. "Hmm... judging by the scenery... no..." His eyes widened.
"What?" Donna glanced at him. "What is it this time? Stunned by jungle. You've never seen a tree so big? That city isn't--"
The doctor slapped his forehead. "Why didn't I realize before? Thick! I'm so thick. Look at me, completely missing the obvious right in front of my face."
". . . eh?" Donna blinked.
"Copyright infringement," The Doctor stated frankly, as beyond his little blue box, Harry Potter and Ronald Weasely flew by on broom.
The End.
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