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(It died twice. That's pleasant. Have a synopsis. Cyth appears after Amy is revealed to be flesh in the end of The Almost People. She and the Doctor are the two remaining monks to have their hoods pulled back, and during their escapade out, Cyth trips and the Doctor escapes ahead of her, and while she's trying to get out fets shot in the shoulder and ends up regenerating, but doesn't change her appearance for some reason. They find Amy and stuff, and they're at the part where the sontaran offers to feed Melody??) "Uh, I really don't think you will, actually," Rory replied. "I have gene-spliced myself for all nursing jobs! I can produce magn

I ran towards the gunshot. River, Amy, Rory, and the Doctor came into sight. A few more minutes of running and the Doctor seemed to notice me and waved. "Cyth! Hello!" The three of them looked at the Doctor oddly, and then looked at me. I stopped near them. "Allo!" "Doctor, who's she?" Amy asked. "An old friend." "Vale decem et avete, undecim." I grinned. "Nice timing on that letter." He gave me a giant hug. "Oh! Okay. Right, two hundred years for you and five minutes for me. Sorry." I laughed, and he looked down at me. "Long time no see. Sort of." "And you." "Oh! Almost forgot." I turned around, and saw the Ponds staring at me oddly. "Al

We ran upstairs, to the main warehouse, to get the mass canceling clampy thingies. The Doctor peered in the room, dove to the floor and crawled over to the box they were held. He pulled two and started to turn around. "Get a third one!" He frowned, got a third and crawled back, a Dalek laser nearly hitting him. I pulled him to his feet and grinned. He put his 3D glasses on and peered into the room again. "Override roof mechanism!" The roof began to open. "Shit! What do we do?" I said jokingly. The Doctor glared at me. "Elevate!" They started to ascend in the air. "What are they doing? Why do they need to get outside?" "They need 13 square mil

I remember that fateful day like I remember his name- burned into the very existence of my mind. I wish it could be taken away, oh I wish with all of my hearts, but I cannot forget it. It began with a dream. I was suddenly awake, in the TARDIS. I saw the Doctor and Amy and Rory talking, and I walked up to them, waving my hands in front of their faces, shouting their names, as they continued on with their conversation. I finally realized they couldn't hear me. The scene morphed, and I was suddenly at Lake Silencio. I crawled forward, struggling not to cry, as I saw the Doctor at the edge of the water talking to the astronaut, who happened to

"What? Scan again!" That was impossible. Considering that meant roundabout six degrees Fahreinheit. And the regular body temperature for a Time Lord was somewhere around sixty. He scanned again. "Sixteen below." I cursed, grabbing my own screwdriver. I read the results. "Nineteen below. What the hell?" The Doctor's face showed no little amount of concern; the worry was creased clearly into his face. "Are you sure you feel alright?" I nodded, but of course, right on cue I keeled over, trying not to scream. "Is there anything you're not telling me?" I dug my hand into my pocket and feebly searched for the watch, finally digging it out after a f

I felt a hand wrap around mine, and I looked up into a familiar face. "Run!" I was whisked off across a field of grass, broken bodies littered everywhere and the blood soaking the ground seeped into my shoes as we ran. Men locked in battle with swords and shields were everywhere around us. There were familiar robotic creatures flying in the skies, shooting the men on the ground below. Bloodcurdling cries were all I heard. I could feel it, I could feel their life force slowly leaking away, their souls and minds dying. It was like staring into the Untempered Schism, but with the pain of being shot by a Dalek and having your shoulder wrenched ou

I walked into a large tower, grinning. I shoved my hands into my pockets, and continued down a long corridor to see a man in shackles behind large iron bars. His eyes lit up when he saw me. I knelt down in front of the door. "Cyth?" "It's time. Not long now." I squeezed my arm in between the bars, and set a small permanent marker in front of him. "You'll need it." "Thanks." "Nothing I wouldn't do for a friend," I replied, and stood up. I heard the clacking of boots from down the hall. I ducked into a nearby corridor until they passed and ran out. I made my way to the Caesar's hall, to watch the happenings. I didn't have to wait long before he

(I'm skipping this part. I had already had it written out and for some reason they invented the backspace keybind and so..yeah, you get the point. Here's a synopsis. Cyth finds the fez room, fixes the vm, and Torchwood leaves. She decided that her case was similar to Donna and it was the universe being weird. The beginning part of the Stolen Earth happens. Where I left off was when Harriet was getting all pissed off at Jack for bein all like "it's just some derpy person thing idfk" oh and by the way Cyth has a gun and she's behind Harriet while this is happening this has happened before before i changed the storyline i don't think the unive

I roared in frustration. The contents of my pockets were strewn all across the wooden floor, and all the while Jack was standing next to the bed, staring wide-eyed. I kicked a circuit across the room, and started to shove the items back into my pockets angrily. "What's so important about a vortex manipulator?" "I was nearly done getting it to lock onto the Doctor's timeline," I replied. "I thought he said time line travel was imp-" "Nothing is impossible, and we've proved that too many times to count." I stormed out of the room, rewarded with very odd looks from Gwen and Ianto. I hopped onto the perception filter lifty thingy and Jack ran af

"Well I've only just arrived, so tough." Gwen Cooper approached the crime scene, stopping next to a friend. "Who is it?" "Dunno, some gal." They talked to each other for a while. "Aye-aye, what's happened there, then?" The men in white suits that were doing something or another to the body were leaving. "Move back if you could, thank you!" Gwen ducked under the police tape, following her friend, and walked up to one of the men in the white rain-suit things. "S'cuse me sir, what's happening?" He said something, and under the pounding tap of the rain his words were slurred. "But the body's still in there, though, isn't it? We can't just leave i