Nothing Is Real

I am not a fan of dystopian futures, have I ever mentioned that? Maybe not here. But originally, I avoided sci-fi like the plague because I was completely convinced that it was all horrid dystopian futures. Which is true to a certain extent. Quite a lot of it is.
So now I'm being forced to read The Handmaid's Tale by Atwood and I...well, I would never read this on my own, let's say that. It just makes me angry and depressed and as I was already angry from last night (due to moralsremitted) and also depressed (due to let's not get into that) it is NOT HELPING.
Especially because all of this stuff it has with the women getting banned from work and being forced to be housewives (initially, at least) made me realise that I'm fucking WRITING a dystopian future with this 50's AU and I never noticed before, due to how cracky it generally is. But now that it's got a depressing plotline itself I've realised what I've done. I hope this doesn't depress me from doing it! There are wonderful strong women in the series: Donna keeping her job and fighting against piggish men and stereotypes of the society for the sheer stubbornness of HAVING to because she couldn't look at herself otherwise, staying in a job when she would actually gladly get married but for the loss of her rights; Rose, who as far as Leah and I can tell is off by herself fighting aliens, to hell with the Doctor; River, who wields her sexuality like a weapon, breaking through the shocked morals of the society like a battering ram; even, or, especially Alice who has begun to feel as if perhaps not everything is right, her problems aren't necessarily HER fault, that there is another, better way. I mean, hell, even the Doctor is trying to break down this stupid society somewhat although the Master REALLY ISN'T HELPING.
Shit, I'm tired, guys. I've been reading too much Margaret Atwood.
Anyway, I wonder if I should be going more into depth with this society. What happened to MAKE it this way?
I wish it was crack again.

The character journals went all serious on me and Leah, guys.
First, the Doctor pissed off the Master by insinuating that the Master missed him and was affectionate.
And then the Master was EXTREMELY petty and FFFFFFFFFF

theatricmood:
moralsremitted: His home was in ARIZONA. I'm not a COMPLETE bastard to my minions.
Unlike you and some of your COMPANIONS, I might add.
Tell me, did you ever ACTUALLY go back and get that Companion of yours, Miss Smith?
Or that one, the name you keep mentioning and assuming I won't notice...Jamie, was it?

theatricmood:Your door better be dead locked.

And then we were both like "WUT NAO, DOCTAH?!?!" so I wrote out what happened in Skype with tips from Leah. I edited this a LOT. Because most of it was just me waffling about what happened next and Leah going "OH SHIT". I left a small bit of it in so you get the idea. XD

 

( LONG STORY IS LONG )

 

So, uh, now there's a BLOODY MASSIVE PLOT and the Doctor has left home and the Master is going to go fucking APESHIT and and....well, fuck guys, we thought this was a CRACK AU. Remember how I said Leah and I should stop our latenight talking? That still stands.

Off to start doing Masterly things.
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