[ Donna looks away for two seconds and this happens. Whatever this is. Because hell if she knows what, exactly, it is.
She's seen a lot of strange things, both terrible and wonderful. She's fallen on a lot of hard times. A weird fleshy cat mound is on a level all its own.
(A thing like that, she hopes it doesn't hurt it just to exist.) ]
Ooh. Hello. [ ????? do they language? Can it be reasoned with? All these questions and more on Doctor Who. ] Good... kitties?
[ Someone help get on the humor level here, because she has no way of knowing that's the answer and this is an extremely weird time right now. ]
2. tunnel of love.
[ She goes on the tunnel of love. Which she tries not to think about all that much. It's a dream, isn't it? Dream tunnel of love, maybe a dream man will turn up or something. Doesn't hurt to try.
Doesn't work, really, but there are worse things out there than going through a flimsy carnival ride with a stranger and having a laugh about it. Out in the universe and time and space and all that, she's made friends with less. And with more, in terms of life-threatening terror.
So, you know, the first evidence of carnivorous eels leaping out of the water to try to eat passengers is only half a surprise. Something harmless turning out to be dangerous and deadly? Wow, go figure.
Her brain really isn't all that creative, is it? ]
You have got to be joking.
[ Perks of sharing this ride with Donna Noble, super-temp: she'll have you know she's a sweet treat, a fucking delight to be around. She is fully ready to poke fun at a crappy carnival ride setup with any stranger who doesn't seem to be a genuine jerk.
She also has a knack for absolutely grand-slamming eels with wooden oars that says she's had to deal with nonsense like this quite a lot. She will defend the hell out of her boat pal. And if her boat pal is a woman or a kid, she'll do it with little to no shouting directly at them. She will become their first line of oar-based defense. ]
Can't even go to a flippin' carnival without something trying to kill me!
[ Her wrath is righteous and therein lies her power, obviously. ]
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[ Donna looks away for two seconds and this happens. Whatever this is. Because hell if she knows what, exactly, it is.
She's seen a lot of strange things, both terrible and wonderful. She's fallen on a lot of hard times. A weird fleshy cat mound is on a level all its own.
(A thing like that, she hopes it doesn't hurt it just to exist.) ]
Ooh. Hello. [ ????? do they language? Can it be reasoned with? All these questions and more on Doctor Who. ] Good... kitties?
[ Someone help get on the humor level here, because she has no way of knowing that's the answer and this is an extremely weird time right now. ]
2. tunnel of love.
[ She goes on the tunnel of love. Which she tries not to think about all that much. It's a dream, isn't it? Dream tunnel of love, maybe a dream man will turn up or something. Doesn't hurt to try.
Doesn't work, really, but there are worse things out there than going through a flimsy carnival ride with a stranger and having a laugh about it. Out in the universe and time and space and all that, she's made friends with less. And with more, in terms of life-threatening terror.
So, you know, the first evidence of carnivorous eels leaping out of the water to try to eat passengers is only half a surprise. Something harmless turning out to be dangerous and deadly? Wow, go figure.
Her brain really isn't all that creative, is it? ]
You have got to be joking.
[ Perks of sharing this ride with Donna Noble, super-temp: she'll have you know she's a sweet treat, a fucking delight to be around. She is fully ready to poke fun at a crappy carnival ride setup with any stranger who doesn't seem to be a genuine jerk.
She also has a knack for absolutely grand-slamming eels with wooden oars that says she's had to deal with nonsense like this quite a lot. She will defend the hell out of her boat pal. And if her boat pal is a woman or a kid, she'll do it with little to no shouting directly at them. She will become their first line of oar-based defense. ]
Can't even go to a flippin' carnival without something trying to kill me!
[ Her wrath is righteous and therein lies her power, obviously. ]