Doctor Who audio drama livestream!
After the season 7 finale, I was filled with so much love and yearning for Eight, and a burning need to share his glory. So tomorrow evening, I will stream my favourite standalone story, “The Chimes of Midnight”, written by Robert Shearman, the writer of Nine’s episode “Dalek”, and a lot of other glorious stories.
Tuesday May 21st - 11pm UK time, or find your local time
(the story is two hours long)
“Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house not a creature was stirring…
But something must be stirring. Something hidden in the shadows. Something which kills the servants of an old Edwardian mansion in the most brutal and macabre manner possible. Exactly on the chiming of the hour, every hour, as the grandfather clock ticks on towards midnight.
Trapped and afraid, the Doctor and Charley are forced to play detective to murders with no motive, where even the victims don’t stay dead. Time is running out.
And time itself might well be the killer…”
It’s a timey-wimey, emotional, mindfucky Edwardian murder mystery, full of hilarious dark humour, with my favourite TARDIS team.
If you’re completely new to the Eighth Doctor or to Big Finish audio dramas, come find out what all the fuss is about. If you’re a seasoned fan, come share in the love!
The only one of these I’ve gotten to is the sixth one (and… possibly the third, if I’m interpreting hints and the TARDIS Data Core wiki correctly?). But reblogging anyway.
Glad you enjoy my drawings! And this was a very fun request.
sketch commission for onelittlespark1928 who is an absolute sweetheart, let me tell you. So here’s Eight and Charley just for you, darling. Running through yet another adventure.
I actually don’t know much about Eight and Charley’s adventures, which I must remedy.
Paul McGann actually has been invited to the fiftieth anniversary. He just contracted another case of amnesia and forgot.
TARDIS interiors - the Seventh and Eighth Doctor’s console room
Australian talk show interviews Colin Baker, Sylvester McCoy, and Paul McGann in honor of the upcoming 50th anniversary.
My two favorite things about this interview:
1. That one of the interviewers is an excitable fanboy while the other has her “It’s my job to smile at these people even though I have no idea who they are” smile on so hard.
2. That Paul McGann is obviously a Time Lord. It’s been seventeen years since the movie and he looks almost the same.
‘I know what you’re wondering,’ said the Doctor cheerfully. ‘Did he fire that thing six times or only five? Well, to tell you the truth I think I’ve lost count, sorry about that. So you’ve got to ask yourself one question. Do you feel lucky… sir?’
The guard didn’t move. From behind, Sam could tell his look of utter confusion must be giving way to the more familiar what‐are‐you‐on? expression.
The Doctor arched his eyebrow inquisitively. ‘Well, do you?’ The guard just stared at the Doctor’s hand.
‘That’s a banana,’ he said.
The Doctor stared at him, as if wondering why he was stating the obvious. ‘Of course,’ he said, gesturing with the outstretched fruit. ‘But the item my friend just retrieved from your holster isn’t.’"
Doctor Who: Seeing I, Jonathan Blum and Kate Orman.
Yes, the Doctor just (mis)quoted Dirty Harry while waving a banana around. Interpret that as you will.
— The Eighth Doctor, The Next Life (via timelordtechnology)
Edward Gorey style! How perfect.
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