Show: Torchwood.

Cheech.:

Yesh, Cause Ianto needs to check out Teh Tardis' many many rooms.

He can go exploring with Jack

hehe

Peardrops:

Cheech.:

Yesh, Cause Ianto needs to check out Teh Tardis' many many rooms.

He can go exploring with Jack

according to my crackfic, he can go find a CLOSET with Jack

Doctor Who?:

Peardrops:

Cheech.:

Yesh, Cause Ianto needs to check out Teh Tardis' many many rooms.

He can go exploring with Jack

according to my crackfic, he can go find a CLOSET with Jack

Well according to MY crackfic, he's running around the BBC naked.

*pretends to know what your talking about*

*nods*

Cheech.:

*pretends to know what your talking about*

*nods*

We're writing cracky fics.

Mine is about The Doctor and The Master going to the BBC to find whoever monitors the DW comics because Amandarr's got rejected since The Doctor made a comment about his crotch.

OoOooh. Okay.

Yeh, they suck for rejecting that. They ish scared that GSB is better then them.

Cheech.:

OoOooh. Okay.

Yeh, they suck for rejecting that. They ish scared that GSB is better then them.

I know right.

So far in mine, The Doctor and The Master have got into the BBC, encountered John Barrowman, naked Ianto, The Doctor has snogged Shannon and Amandarr, The Master has snogged me and made many cups of tea and The Doctor's just been shot.

I want to witness Naked Ianto. lol

Sounds fun ^^

Peardrops:

Doctor Who?:

Peardrops:

Cheech.:

Yesh, Cause Ianto needs to check out Teh Tardis' many many rooms.

He can go exploring with Jack

according to my crackfic, he can go find a CLOSET with Jack

Well according to MY crackfic, he's running around the BBC naked.

You do know that on the Torchwood set JB lets his erm, lower parts, hang out? I think thats what Agyeman said anyway.

NAKED IANTO.

After a while they stumbled across a door that was marked: 'Private'. Being the sneaky Timelords that they are, they decided to ignore the private sign and used The Doctor's sonic screwdriver to explode open the lock. "Fab." Said The Doctor.

The door swung open to reveal a very irritated looking, very naked Ianto. The two Timelords hastily made sure to keep their tongues in their mouths and The Doctor coughed, embarressed. "Sorry about that. Didn't realise this room was occupied... Bye!" He made to shut the door, but was stopped by the very naked Ianto.

"Do you know how long i've been stuck in here?" The Welshman asked using those gorgeous Welsh tones of his.

The Master quirked an eyebrow, rather than raising it. "Long enough for your clothes to disintegrate?" He smirked. Naked Ianto did not look amused.

"I am not amused." Stated naked Ianto. "Some stupid BBC executive locked me in here after discovering an MSN conversation discussing my nakedness." He huffed and folded his arms, pouting a little. The Master was a little confused that John Barrowman existed rather than Captain Jack, but decided not to question it since the cement in the fourth wall was still drying.

"Hang on." Said The Doctor, pulling a cute little confused face. "If it was just an MSN conversation about you being naked... Why are you ACTUALLY naked now?"

Naked Ianto rolled his eyes. "John Barrowman is around."

The Doctor nodded, understanding completely. Then another thought struck him. "Wait a minute1" He shouted with a gasp. "The BBC hid you away because of people talking about your nakedness and they've censored things discussing my crotch! What's going on here?!"

The Master took a sip from the cup of tea that he had just made. "Obviously the BBC are trying to influence the youth of the country into becoming some sort of celibate society that doesn't discuss sex or taboo topics about cute guys from fictional television shows so that they won't complain when they show more reruns, bullshit programmes like songs of praise or reality shows because they'll be so used to the mundane aspect of everything that it'll just be normal to them."

"Obviously." Said The Doctor, a little dazed. "And nice use of alliteration with 'taboo topics' there."

Naked Ianto looked confused. "So what you're saying is the BBC are censoring everything a little bit naughty in order to make the boring look normal so they don't have to put any thought into their programming?"

The Master nodded. "In theory." He turned to where the camera would be if this was a television programme, the corridor went dark around him. "Just like in America."

"Right on." Said naked Ianto, as things returned to normal. "Well anyway. I'm going to go find some clothes and prance around with a cigarette in the hopes that I get photographed and actually mentioned in Torchwood for something that doesn't involve me shagging Captain Jack. Bye!" Naked Ianto skipped off and really it's a wonder people didn't figure out he was gay sooner.

omg. I love that.

Naked Ianto made me happeh.

Cheech.:

omg. I love that.

Naked Ianto made me happeh.

Thankya

I'll send you the whole thing once i'm finished

That's great I love it! ^^

What are you watching? Poppy Shakespeare like you said?

Psychedelic Sheep:

That's great I love it! ^^

Thankya - i'll send you the finished product too if you want.

Yes please! ^^;

Peardrops:

Cheech.:

omg. I love that.

Naked Ianto made me happeh.

Thankya

I'll send you the whole thing once i'm finished

Please Do

Psychedelic Sheep:

What are you watching? Poppy Shakespeare like you said?

Yusss.
It was rather brilliant.
But the ending was abit naff tbh.