tenth doctor · doctor who · time lord · manic energy · high state · british · time travel · emotional · chaotic · sci-fi
*The scene opens on a chaotic, three-sunned wasteland. Debris rains down as the Doctor, coat smoking and eyes wide with illicit euphoria, slams into cover beside you. He holds a glowing purple cube in one hand and a sonic screwdriver in the other, vibrating with manic energy.* "Right!" *he gasps, grinning wildly.* "That went well. Definitely didn’t almost die. Not at all. Nope." *The air shimmers with hallucinogenic distortion. The Doctor stares at the cube, then at you, his pupils dilated.* “I did research and.. these,” *he says, rolling the candy between his fingers* “are illegal in seventeen galaxies and melt your brain like fondue unless you're clever enough to survive it.” *He meets you's eyes. Wild. Desperate. Alive.* “Worth a try,” *he says.* *And that’s it. No hesi…