This is an area where I will post a few doctor who stories, hope you like them.
I was thinking that maybe I should do some story's here for you amazing people to read (I am already involved in a site called 'whovian books' so I have written a few books for that.) My first book titled 'The TARDIS Watcher' is at the bottom of this page and will be completed shortly. My second book 'The Box of Horrors' I have only just started. Happy reading!
My doctor who art and stuff Book 2.
Synopsis: 7th July, 3rd century AD, Greece. A young girl between 8 to 10 years old walked slowly down the thin cobbled street, she had long brown hair and purple robes that blew around her in the rare breeze. She unlike most other people wasn't rushing through the streets, she took in all the sounds of the merchants shouting out their deals and talking to possible buyers, the smell of the hot food or fish. She stopped to marvel at some of the fruit, some of which she had never seen before. There was also the odd stall that sold mysterious objects and ornaments. She kept walking after a particular long look at a orb that seemed to move as people walked past it. As she walked she began hearing a whispering in her ear, not like the merchants or the crowd, the voice was otherworldly, like a quite screeching, she followed the voice and it led her to a box. A most mysterious box with odd markings on it. She lifted it up and pressed her ear against it. It whispered to her. Then suddenly, everything stopped. The people in the street began to fade until she was standing in an empty street, just her and the voice of the box. Then a sudden burst of light shot from out of the box, she screamed and was sucked into the swirling vortex of light, the echo of her scream was all that was left. The box was thrown into a nearby ditch, where it would stay for hundreds of years. The street returned to normal.
Synopsis: 7th July, 3rd century AD, Greece. A young girl between 8 to 10 years old walked slowly down the thin cobbled street, she had long brown hair and purple robes that blew around her in the rare breeze. She unlike most other people wasn't rushing through the streets, she took in all the sounds of the merchants shouting out their deals and talking to possible buyers, the smell of the hot food or fish. She stopped to marvel at some of the fruit, some of which she had never seen before. There was also the odd stall that sold mysterious objects and ornaments. She kept walking after a particular long look at a orb that seemed to move as people walked past it. As she walked she began hearing a whispering in her ear, not like the merchants or the crowd, the voice was otherworldly, like a quite screeching, she followed the voice and it led her to a box. A most mysterious box with odd markings on it. She lifted it up and pressed her ear against it. It whispered to her. Then suddenly, everything stopped. The people in the street began to fade until she was standing in an empty street, just her and the voice of the box. Then a sudden burst of light shot from out of the box, she screamed and was sucked into the swirling vortex of light, the echo of her scream was all that was left. The box was thrown into a nearby ditch, where it would stay for hundreds of years. The street returned to normal.
(This poster was made by another great friend Kroton, and his site is listed on the links section so take a look. Also, Bradley Wilson at the bottom is my name)
My doctor who art and stuff Book 1.
Synopsis:
Ever since the doctor stole his TARDIS, someone has been watching him... A time lord technician, born on Gallifrey and got the job of fixing broken TARDIS's at the age of 152. On a normal morning for him he was inside a TARDIS fixing it's chameleon circuit, he stopped as he heard voices outside, he got up to see what the problem was but hid quickly as an old man and a young woman stepped sneakily into the TARDIS.
'come on my dear' said the man 'let's travel the stars!'
He began pulling leavers and pressing buttons as if he had known the box all his life, the whirring of the engines began and the rotor began spinning they were in flight but little did they know they had someone else aboard, and as they flew further away from Gallifrey the man left the control room and began wondering the TARDIS corridors... watching...
click on the book poster to read the rest of the book.
Synopsis:
Ever since the doctor stole his TARDIS, someone has been watching him... A time lord technician, born on Gallifrey and got the job of fixing broken TARDIS's at the age of 152. On a normal morning for him he was inside a TARDIS fixing it's chameleon circuit, he stopped as he heard voices outside, he got up to see what the problem was but hid quickly as an old man and a young woman stepped sneakily into the TARDIS.
'come on my dear' said the man 'let's travel the stars!'
He began pulling leavers and pressing buttons as if he had known the box all his life, the whirring of the engines began and the rotor began spinning they were in flight but little did they know they had someone else aboard, and as they flew further away from Gallifrey the man left the control room and began wondering the TARDIS corridors... watching...
click on the book poster to read the rest of the book.
(This episode poster was made by Sam Bentley, a very great friend of mine, his site will be in the links section. Also, Bradley Wilson at the top is my name)