(rper & character over legal age)
((This is an independent, Dark!Doctor rp blog, will Rp with anyone though. i don't own any gifs or pictures of matt smith etc.))
Jack watched Logan disappear, and cried out, in combination of relief and pain. He ignored the Time Lord, rolling onto his side and curling up in an attempt to control his convulsing body. The arch was still on high and felt like it was tearing his head apart. His teeth sank into his bottom lip, attempting to muffle the screams, not wanting to indulge the bastard in hearing him beg.
He finally turned off the machine and kicked Jack. “I think I’m about done.” He snapped. He kicked him again. “Where, oh where should I dump you off?” He licked his lips. “Where oh where, we shall see.” He laughed loudly and strolled to the console nonchalantly.
Jack’s body continued to shake uncontrollably, even after the machine was turned off. He cried out when the Doctor kicked him, and he curled up tighter around himself. He didn’t answer, knowing it wouldn’t matter if he said anything anyway. He closed his eyes, whimpering softly when the Time Lord walked away.
He went about the console, flying the TARDIS to the nearest street corner, where there was a deep ditch. He opened the doors and took a deep breath. “Oh the beautiful smell of the Earth decaying and destroyed by humans, don’t you just love it?” He snarled. He turned around and leaned down towards Jack. “Get out.” He nodded towards the door. “And then, when you least expect it, I’ll be back for your boyfriend there.” He pinched Jack’s cheek and pulled the reverse chameleon arch away.
Jack watched Logan disappear, and cried out, in combination of relief and pain. He ignored the Time Lord, rolling onto his side and curling up in an attempt to control his convulsing body. The arch was still on high and felt like it was tearing his head apart. His teeth sank into his bottom lip, attempting to muffle the screams, not wanting to indulge the bastard in hearing him beg.
He finally turned off the machine and kicked Jack. “I think I’m about done.” He snapped. He kicked him again. “Where, oh where should I dump you off?” He licked his lips. “Where oh where, we shall see.” He laughed loudly and strolled to the console nonchalantly.
Jack screamed again, finally looking back to the twisted Doctor. “PLEASE! HE’S CARRYING MY CHILD FOR FUCK’S SAKE! EVEN YOU CAN’T BE THAT MUCH OF A MONSTER!” His pleading was cut short when the arch was cranked back up. He arched off the floor, screaming Logan’s name.
He was laughing even harder. He leaned back then turned off the hologram. “Oh but that was hysterical.” He laughed harder and leaned towards Jack. “NOT LOGAN! LOGAN! NO! LOGAN!” HE yelled, mocking Jack in the process. “You pathetic little man.” He laughed even harder. “Oh, But I’ll make sure to torch him the next time I see him of course.”
Absolutely not.
You’re next, old man.
Sorry, I’ll have to pass. You should really just go for your original Target again, you see, he’s not dead here.
theimpossibledaughter replied to your post: theimpossibledaughter replied to your post: Poor….
You…Where’s my dad!? What are you doing to him?!
Dying, of course. Over. and. over. and. over.
When Jack finally came back, (much too soon in his opinion) the only thing he heard was screaming. His eyes flew open and what he saw felt like it was ripping the heart out of his chest. Logan. “NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” He screamed, thrashing in the floor, trying to get his legs underneath him. He could barely move, his body feeling sluggish. “STOP! LET HIM GO!” He cried out, still struggling to get to his feet.
And as soon as Jack woke up and started screaming about the hologram, The Doctor started laughing harder. “WHY SHOULD I JACK? GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON?” Then he cranked the arch to cause massive pain. “I DON’T WANT TO.” He was laughing even harder now.
theimpossibledaughter replied to your post: Poor. Little. Batman.
You son of a bitch! You did this didn’t you!?
I’d love to take credit for that one, but my hands - well - Jack’s hands are tied up with my busy.
