Happy friggen' birthday...
Dude...something's different. Where is everyone?
*taps on her shoulder* *whispers in her ear* Happy birthday.
*blinks* *turns around* Yee!! Doctor! *glomps him*
*laughs* *hugs her back* 'ello, Lisa.
We figured we'd let him give you your present.
What present?
*grins* Me! I'm livin' here, now.
That's right.
Yay!!
And that's not all.
*blinks* More?
We talked Erik into singing a little for you.
*in a corner* Anything for her...
Woot!!
Thursday: June 30, 2005
We've been naughty
Hey, it's not our job to entertain the public.
*sitting on the couch reading the sixth Harry Potter book* Lee, why are you so moody?
A) Don't call me that. B) I'm not moody.
*raises eyebrow* Mm hmm. Hooks?
*resting on the armchair* She's moody.
*frowns*
Sit here and read with me.
*thinks for a nanosecond* Okay! *plops down beside Luke*
*coming in from outside* Lisa, luv, have you any idea where my sonic screwdriver is?
Isn't it in your jacket?
No, and it's not in my room.
*Tommy comes into view holding the sonic screwdriver in the smaller built-in tentacle*
*leaps out of his skin and hides under the coffee table*
*blinks* What's your malfunction?
*squeaks* *points*
*Tommy chitters* He says he's sorry for frightening you.
*jumps* *jumps*
Oh, there it is! *plucks the sonic screwdriver from Tommy* *blinks* *jumps*
*raises eyebrow* Delayed reaction much, Doctor? *turns* Doc, what are you doing here?
*whimpers*
Hooks, relax.
That's Doc? Doc as in Doc Brown, the
guy you told me was like your family? You never
mentioned . . . uh . . .
*tentacles chitter, moving around looking at everything*
He's not that Doc. This is "OckDoc", a character and muse of someone I know. And what are you doing here?
*walking in wiping his hands on a rag* I asked him to come over.
Yes. He wanted me and the kids to help with repairs on the TARDIS.
Kids?
*gestures to the tentacles, who nod* They call me "Father". I created them, so they think of themselves as my children. It's a long story.
*glances at Lisa*
What? Suddenly my house is like Grand Central Station and you look at me for answers?
Well, yes.
-.- Anyway . . . *stops suddenly as Verne comes over and starts examining her wings* *blinks* Yes, they're real. *flaps them*
What the . . . ?
*stares*
*blinks*
*meeps*
Huh?
You can hear them?
Of course. They speak to you through thoughts, right?
*nods* *tentacles nod, too*
*taps side of her head* I'm telepathic, remember? Clear as a bell to me.
*walks in, covered in grease* Is he . . . yes, he is. Hello, Dr. Brown. *procures rag from Doc8 and wipes off his hands* *extends hand*
*shakes it* Hello.
Why didn't you two tell me he was comin'?
We did. We did.
You forgot. *to Lisa* Did I really become that forgetful?
Er . . . *sees Doc9 looking at her* I refuse to answer under the grounds I may be incriminated. *pause* It's an expression, Albert. What are you guys doing to the TARDIS anyway?
Er . . . repair the chameleon circuit.
What?! Doctor, that never works! Come on, we like it as a police box.
A few extra sets of hands might be just what we need. The old girl was designed to be operated by more than one person, after all. She might also need that to be repaired.
Well for the old girl's sake I hope you don't damage her beyond repair. *sighs* Well, how long are you staying, Doc?
*shrugs* As long as I need to, I'd assume. I've never been on another planet before. The color of the vegetation is intriguing. *Jules extends down to peek at Hooks*
Guh . . . *meeps*
*reaches to pick him up* Would you relax?
But . . . but . . . but . . . *points at OckDoc*
Jeez, Hooks. So he's got a few extra limbs . . . that can think for themselves. He's still a friend of mine. Relax and be nice, okay? Say hello.
*squeaks* Hello . . .
*nods* Hello. Sorry they scare you. Story of my life, really. *looks a little depressed*
*tilts head to one side* *leaps down out of Lisa's arms and scrambles to the couch to pat OckDoc's arm*
*smiles* What exactly are you?
*shy chuckle* Don't exactly know. I'm Hooks.
I think this really is becoming a house of insanity . . . come on, Doc. I'll give you a room while you're staying here.
Thursday: September 8, 2005
A lot of what happened can be found here...
*still in the living room, still reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince*
*still reading with him*
*curled up on AL's lap, dozing*
*walks in, the three Doctors behind him, and they all plop themselves down in the living room*
*looks up* Problem, boys?
It's still not working.
You've been at this for a week.
And I think we're resigned to our fate . . . that the chameleon circuit is doomed to never work.
It's rather disappointing.
Cheer up. It's not everyone who can say they've visited another planet and worked on an alien time machine.
And met unicorns. Very true. *glances at the sleeping Hooks* And others. *gently pets him*
*smiles and purrs in his sleep*
*scritches him behind a horn* I think he's used to you, now.
Yes. I almost hate to leave.
You're always welcome back, of course.
Yeah. Whenever you like. Even bring the others . . . though maybe bring a chaperone for MiniDamosCrawler. Or keep him on a leash.
*laughs* Yes, excellent point, though he'd just bimf off a leash.
You guys should get TeenDoc to invent an anti-bimfing agent. *blinks* Great Orion, did I just say that?
*laughs along with everyone else*
*clears throat* Well, there's nothing saying you have to leave right away. Why don't you stay for dinner? We'll throw a little going away party, then you can head on home.
*tentacles chatter excitedly* *laughs* I believe that's your answer. We'll do that. Also, could I get some photographs of myself with the unicorns? To show everyone back home.
Sure.
Thursday: September 15, 2005
Party!!
*sitting quietly, still reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince*
*creeps behind him and moves to cover his eyes*
*without looking up* Hi, Lisa.
*deflates* Did the Force tell you I was here?
*turns to look at her* Actually, I heard you giggling.
-.- Well, whatever. *tackles him* HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
x_______X GAH! *collapses* Lis, my birthday was on Sunday, remember? We had a party and everything.
I know~~ but one can never get told too many times while we're still within a few days of the day itself. XD
*blink*
Shut up. It made sense in my head.
I didn't say a word.
*sits on him* So~ I gots ya a present!
Another one?
Yup! ^^ *produces wrapped package*
*opens it up and finds it's a photo album* Pictures?
Open it.
*opens and finds pictures of Anakin Skywalker and Padme Amidala in various poses on various planets* . . . my parents?
*nods* I stole one of Vic's vampires and brought 'em back in time with the Doctor's TARDIS and got photos of them together, then had their memories erased so history wouldn't be screwed up. You like?
*kisses her*
*^^* You like. :)
Wednesday: September 28, 2005
Here we go again...
*sits on the couch looking very depressed* This weather sucks.
*sitting with him* I agree with you. Mistral again?
I thought she learned her lesson last year.
Hey, she's young. Though you're right. I don't think it's her. I think it's just Mother Nature having PMS or something.
She does that a lot.
Yeah.
Wednesday: October 12, 2005
Well, um...
*poking fire with a poker* It's cold.
*matter-of-factly* It's winter.
Winter is not for another fourteen days --
*cuts him off* Thank you, Data.
Supposed to snow again.
You know, I haven't really thought about this 'til just now, but I wonder what the unicorns do when it snows.
They eat wintergreens. *gets stared at* What? I asked Medicus when I first started hanging out with him. When it snows and covers the grass . . . well, what grass that doesn't die, that is . . . they eat these plants that only grow in the cold weather. They're some of the few that are actually green -- I mean, we all know what Alnilam vegetation is like -- and they mostly come out in the winter, so they call 'em wintergreens.
What about when the wind blows and the wind-chill is below freezing?
Their full-grown winter coat can withstand temperatures as low as 20 degrees Fahrenheit, as long as the wind is calm. When it's not, or it's snowing or raining or the weather's just plain foul, they take shelter in the forest. They all huddle and work together to keep everyone protected. Well, most everyone. I bet Woodhorn and Janis Thorn don't go in on it, so they probably fend for themselves. I wouldn't ask, though. You'd probably be impaled for just looking at them.
He has a point. *warming his tail by the fire* *looks around* Where's Lisa?
With Erik, being mopey.
I noticed she isn't obsessing over Christmas this year . . .
Yeah. I wonder why.
She's being affected by her real life alter ego.
Really? What's wrong with her?
Well, I heard through the grapevine that RL's fiancé isn't doing so well where he is. He's in a lot of pain, and, naturally, she's feeling bad that there's nothing she can do about it. She's depressed that there is the slightest chance he won't be home for Christmas, and, thus, our Lisa is depressed due to that. Which is why I don't think we'll be celebrating Christmas this year, unless he comes home.
Wednesday: December 7, 2005
Slight improvement
*points at the small fiber optic tree on an end table* I notice the Scrooge tree is up.
Yeah. She put it up last night, but she's still acting . . . well . . .
Moody. We know.
Personally, I don't think she'll snap out of it until RL's fiancée is back in her arms again.
Yeah, I think you're right.
Tuesday: December 20, 2005
Snowed in
Uh, happy new year?
I'd say sorry to our faithful readers, but I don't think we have any.
Ah, I bet someone other than RL reads this occasionally. Anyway, here's an update. Lisa's still holed up with Erik. I guess misery really does love company.
Has she even come out of there in two months?
Yeah, she has, occasionally.
Hm. Well, we've also had a couple of blizzards. Do you know how hard it is to shovel Lisa's porch?
Aye, that's why we let Data do it. He dinna get tired.
Next time, though, I think we should hire OckDoc or something. I bet he could do it even faster than Data.
I would be interested in seeing the result of that theory.
*aside to Jesse* Tell Mistral to schedule another blizzard.
Oh, no. It's bad enough she's trying to make the weather warm and causing the elements to get so skewed that it snows. I'm not gonna encourage her to make it snow, no way.
Oh, is that why the weather's going from warm to freezing and back again?
Yeah. She's trying to keep it nice out, but unfortunately "nice" just means "sunny". "Warm" is nowhere in the equation. Unless you count 35 degrees as warm.
Well, it's better than it could be. Remember last year when all it did was snow?
Oh, don't remind me. My back still aches when I see a snowflake.
For your sakes I hope it doesn't snow for a while.
Amen to that.
Tuesday: February 21, 2006
Guest Stars
OckDoc
A version of Dr. Emmett Brown who built
his own tentacles and harness based on Doc Ock from the Spiderman
comics. Due to an accident, the harness was fused to his back and the
tentacles gained sentience. The names of the four tentacles are Jules
(upper left), Verne (upper right), Albert (lower left) and Tommy (lower
right).
OckDoc is the muse and property of
Doc's Girl
and is being borrowed with permission.
The Characters
Real Lisa (RL)
She owns
the place, really.
Alien Lisa (AL)
She REALLY owns the place. Really.
Luke
Skywalker
AL's #1
Blue-Eyed Jedi.
Tommy Oliver
A retired Power Ranger.
Doctor # 5
The Time Lord that stole AL's hearts.
Hooks
An EXTREMELY
shy critter about the size of a housecat who looks to be a cross between a ram, kangaroo, sloth, and monkey.
It's rumored that he can change sizes at
will, but it's never been proven. He's fond of Luke and can normally be found
riding on the Jedi's shoulder. A photo can be found
here.
Lieutenant Commander Data
Android.
Adam Newman
A Tomorrow Person AL saved one day.
Dr. Jesse
Travis
Doctor at Community General.
Doctor # 8
The other Time Lord that stole AL's hearts.
Jamie McCrimmon
Second Doctor's
former companion; a Scotsman.
Erik
The Phantom of the Opera who came to AL
after he'd let Christine Daaé and Raoul Vicomte de Chagny escape from his
underground lair.
Doctor # 9
Yet another incarnation of AL's favorite
Time Lord.
The Lowdown
The blog was first created on June 1, 2002 on Dreamwater.Net which now sucks because it's no longer free. It had been moved back to Geocities until I got myself my own domain. It's permanent home is now here, at PlanetAlnilam.com.
Why did I do this in the first place? Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, and Drazzi had done it for the Voices, so I did, too. Only, instead of characters I've created myself, it was for my alter ego and her guys and whoever I deemed worthy of visiting/living there.
I've fallen in love with Doctor Who all over again, hence the inclusion of Doctor # 9.
All characters that are not mine belong to
their respective owners. I make no money off of anything on this page.
The Archive
The
following entries have been formatted so you can
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Newest. I'm so nice, aren't I? ^^
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October 2003
October 2003 to November 2003
June 2004 to
September 2004
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December 2004
January 2005 to
May 2005
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February 2006
August 2006 to
March 2007
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