Happy 59th Anniversary Doctor Who. Thank you for all the years of joy and escapism.
This was my idea for an Anniversary story, the Doctor is forced to play the game of Rassilon once again.
Category: Fan Art
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The Doctor finds himself on a familiar world, acid seas, glass beaches and a reawakened conscience.
The Voord have finally gained control of the machine and dominate the world of Marinus, subverting it’s populace to their evil will.
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The Doctor stands in the midst of the reawakened Tombs of the Cybermen I think Series 11, which reminded me so much of very early classic Doctor Who I was inspired to send Jodie Whittaker’s Doctor hurtling back along their time line. Telos was an obvious choice.
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Leela stared at the two old friends, stunned by the request Romana had just made.
‘I’m not asking you for myself, I’m asking you for Gallifrey, for Time and the Universe!’ Romana implored the old warrior.
‘Romana, if I do this, there is no coming back, not for any of us.’
‘I know.’ replied the president, sorrow edging each word. She repeated again, quietly. ‘For Gallifrey.’
‘For Gallifrey.’ he nodded once, unable to look either Romana or Leela in the eye, turned and strode from the room.
Romana turned to Leela. ‘The Moment has come.’
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Davros sits before a portrait his mother commissioned of him. The Shadow of a Dalek speaks of the future he will create. My little visual tribute to my all time favourite Big Finish story, I Davros.
The tone atmosphere, history and depth of the story is unimaginably good, as are all of the performances. Hearing how Davros becomes the Davros we know and what drives him is fascinating. If you’ve never heard it, treat yourselves, you won’t regret it!
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Retreading long forgotten footsteps the Doctor finds herself alone and repeating history. What malevolent force has forced her back along her own timeline, where one wrong move could destroy both the past and the future?
Only one being had the power to utterly usurp and make a mockery of time this way, the Black Guardian has returned to toy with the Doctor once again.
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The Doctor found herself gazing into an old, familiar, blank and expressionless faceplate. Despite herself and the imminent danger she couldn’t help but feel a wave of nostalgia for a long passed face and time.
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The Doctor and Yaz find themselves separated on the surface of a barren and inhospitable world. it’s not long before they are captured by the dreaded Cybermen. But why are the silver giants roaming this seemingly dead world, and what is the name of this bleak planet?
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Unblooded and unproven yet in this new body, who else could the Warrior turn to, for advice, for wisdom, for solace and understanding but an old warrior, an old friend.
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The Doctor recognized the smell before entering the room, the smell of an embalmers. Medicinal, sterile but the scent of death ever present. She knew exactly who was there.
‘Davros, of course it would have to be you…’ the hints of accusation and disappointment coloured her words. It did not go unnoticed.
‘I see, Doctor, that your manners haven’t improved with this new face either.’ Davros purred as she slowly edged towards her old enemy.
Gallifrey Gothic: Fan Art 