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Category: Crossover - Eroica/Doctor Who...sort of.
Rating: PG-13 for Major-ish violence, bad words...and the special ending.
Pairings: Dorian/Klaus
By: Margaret Price
Posted: March 9, 2006
Notes: I am participating in a parody round robin on a Doctor Who site, and could not resist throwing Klaus and Dorian into the mix. Innervoice_chan pointed out that the numerous Doctor Who in-jokes would probably not be understood here, so I give you a slightly edited version of my chapter, just because I thought you might enjoy it. And I have tacked on a special ending just for
Category: Crossover - Eroica/Doctor Who...sort of.
Rating: PG-13 for Major-ish violence, bad words...and the special ending.
Pairings: Dorian/Klaus
By: Margaret Price
Posted: March 9, 2006
Notes: I am participating in a parody round robin on a Doctor Who site, and could not resist throwing Klaus and Dorian into the mix. Innervoice_chan pointed out that the numerous Doctor Who in-jokes would probably not be understood here, so I give you a slightly edited version of my chapter, just because I thought you might enjoy it. And I have tacked on a special ending just for
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MIRROR ENTRY - COMMENTS DISABLED
<b>Category:</b> Crossover - Eroica/Doctor Who...sort of.
<b>Rating: </b>PG-13 for Major-ish violence, bad words...and the special ending.
<b>Pairings:</b> Dorian/Klaus
<b>By:</b> Margaret Price
<b>Posted:</b> <a href="http://community.livejournal.com/castlegloria/35604.html">March 9, 2006</a>
<b>Notes:</b> I am participating in a parody round robin on a Doctor Who site, and could not resist throwing Klaus and Dorian into the mix. Innervoice_chan pointed out that the numerous Doctor Who in-jokes would probably not be understood here, so I give you a slightly edited version of my chapter, just because I thought you might enjoy it. And I have tacked on a special ending just for <lj-user="castlegloria"> that goes <i><b>completely</b></i> against canon.
<b>BACKGROUND:</b> The original idea of the round robin was to poke fun at an extended Trial mini-series on the show. The round robin has progressed to the point that, appearing out of nowhere are, the cast of "Friends", Simon from "American Idol," the Grammar Police, Doctor Phil and others do not recall. Things are definitely getting out of hand.
<lj-cut text="Parody Silliness behind cut">
<u><b>WHO's WHO SCORECARD</b></u>
VALEYARD = Prosecutor
INQUISITOR = The trial judge
ADRIC = A teenaged male who was probably the most annoying companion on the show and who, fortunately, was killed off.
MARGARET = AUTHOR = ME!
<b></b></p><center>THE DOCTOR WHO CHARACTERS CONTINUE TO CAVORT WITH ANY AND ALL INVADERS FROM AMERICAN TELEVISION GIVING NO HEED TO THE AUTHOR’S PLEAS THAT THEY RETURN TO THE STORY.</center>
MARGARET: Alright, you leave me no choice.
ADRIC: What’re you gonna do?
MARGARET: I’m calling in the big guns.
VALEYARD: (now in the tub with the INQUISITOR) More Grammar Police?
MARGARET: No. Bigger than that.
INQUISITOR: The Fashion Police? (snickers)
VALEYARD: (clinks champagne glass) Good one.
MARGARET: Go ahead and laugh.
LOUD VOICE THUNDERS: What the hell have you done to my program?
ADRIC: Fuck!
DOCTOR: Now we’re in for it.
<b><center>THE VALEYARD AND INQUISITOR ATTEMPT TO SCRAMBLE OUT OF THE TUB.
THE DOCTOR VANISHES INTO HIDING.
THE OTHER VARIOUS COMPANIONS FLEE TO THE EXITS OR TAKE COVER
AS A PUDGY, DARK-HAIRED MAN IN A HAWAIIAN PRINT SHIRT STORMS ONTO THE SET.</center>
JNT: What the hell is going on here? I go away for one week, and you turn my show into a…a…
MARGARET: Hidious parody of itself?
JNT: Yes, thank you.
MARGARET: (aside to readers) For all you newbie Whovians out there still learning Who canon, JNT is John Nathan-Turner. He was Producer from 1980 until the show was finally cancelled in 1989 thanks to the efforts of Michael Grade. Now, back to the fic. (to JNT) Your welcome, John.
VALEYARD: Bitch
<b><center>THE AUTHOR SENDS A BOLT OF LIGHTNING FROM ON HIGH,
MISSES THE VALEYARD STRIKING ADRIC INSTEAD</center>
MARGARET: Ooops.
ADRIC: This is getting to be a habit.
MARGARET: If you weren’t such an obnoxious brat, I might be nicer.
ADRIC: (brightens) Really?
MARGARET: No.
JNT: We need to get this rabble out of here.
MARGARET: May I help?
JNT: How?
MARGARET: I’ll do a crossover. I know just the man to get this lot out of here. Ever heard of "From Eroica With Love?"
<b><center>MAJOR KLAUS HEINZ von dem EBERBACH OF
NATO INTELLIGENCE SUDDENLY APPEARS IN A DOORWAY.
DORIAN RED GLORIA, A.K.A. EROICA FLOUNCES IN BEHIND HIM
AND IMMEDIATELY STARTS HITTING ON ADRIC.</center>
MARGARET: Dorian, please, I thought you had some taste.
DORIAN: I have a thing for dark haired men, remember?
MARGARET: But this is just…gross.
DORIAN: (sticks out tongue) Well, Aioke-san won’t let me get past pre-slash. Do you know how frustrating that is after 30 years?
<b><center>ALL EROICAFEN NOD IN UNISON</center>
KLAUS: (glares at Erioicafen) Don’t encourage him.
MARGARET: Like we have to.
KLAUS: (to author) What’s my mission?
MARGARET: Clear out all the insurgence from the wrong eras along with the trespassers from American Television.
KLAUS: (snorts, looking at the nearby cast members from “Friends”) I don’t approve of American Television.
JOEY: Like we care. What are you, a Television Nazi?
<b><center>DORIAN IMMEDIATELY DIVES FOR COVER, DRAGGING ADRIC WITH HIM.
THE AUTHOR TAKES COVER WITH THEM.</center>
MARGARET: (To Dorian) Gun or window?
DORIAN: Even money. What floor are we on?
MARGARET: No idea.
KLAUS: What did you call me?
JOEY: (grinning like a fool) You heard me, Nazi. (Laughs.)
<b><center>KLAUS STORMS OVER TO JOEY, GRABS HIM BY THE COLLAR AND THEN THROWS HIM OUT THE NEAREST WINDOW.</center>
KLAUS: Does anyone else have anything to say?
<b><center>ALL NON-WHO CHARACTERS, AND THOSE CANON CHARACTERS NOT FROM THE TRIAL SERIES IMMEDIATELY SCRAMBLE FOR THE EXITS.</center>
MARGARET: Major, I’m impressed. You didn’t even have to pull your weapon.
KLAUS: I’m a pro.
DORIAN: (dumps Adric) Major, you’re wonderful. (Hugs Klaus)
KLAUS: Do you mind? I’m supposed to be in character, here.
DORIAN: Sorry. (Flounces out) Ta, ta, all.
KLAUS: (To JNT) Will you be requiring my services further?
<b><center>JNT LOOKS AROUND, SEEING ONLY COWERING DOCTOR WHO CHARACTERS.</center>
JNT: No, thank you, Major. Although, you <i>could</i> give me your friend’s phone number.
KLAUS: (disgusted) Is everyone a bloody pervert? (Storms out)
(<b>EDIT:</b> Order is restored. A barbarian is put in charge of security. Then the Author voices her displeasure with JNT at his gearing of the show towards men by having the women dressed in skimpy outfits.)
MARGARET: I never knew gay men could be chauvinistic Bastards.
DORIAN: (From the doorway) I could’ve told you that!
KLAUS: Shut up, idiot, or I’ll give you to the barbarian. (Drags Dorian away.)
JNT: Fine. Whatever. May we get on now?
MARGARET: Of course.
(<b>EDIT:</b> The Author waves her magic laptop, returning everything back to where it was thus, hopefully, ending the round robin.)
DOCTOR: Thank you and good night.
<b><center>THE END
...
...
...
I SAID THE END.
...
...
...
WHY DO YOU KEEP LOOKING FOR MORE?
...
...
...</center>
DORIAN: Oh, Major. I love it when you play hard to get.
KLAUS: What does Uke means again?
DORIAN: Let me show you…
KLAUS: (pause) Okay.
MARGARET: O_O
DORIAN: From Eroica with Love.
KLAUS: Shut up, idiot.
<b><center>-- END! NOW! END! --
...
...
...
...</center>
<sub>For <lj user="castlegloria">
DORIAN: Mmmm, Klaus, you really <i>are</i> a pro.
KLAUS: ...
DORIAN: Klaus...?
KLAUS: ...
DORIAN: Klaus?
KLAUS: I was taught not to talk with my mouth full.
<b><center>AAAA!
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, END!
PLEASE!
FADE TO BLACK...</center><br clear="all" /></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b>
<b>Category:</b> Crossover - Eroica/Doctor Who...sort of.
<b>Rating: </b>PG-13 for Major-ish violence, bad words...and the special ending.
<b>Pairings:</b> Dorian/Klaus
<b>By:</b> Margaret Price
<b>Posted:</b> <a href="http://community.livejournal.com/castlegloria/35604.html">March 9, 2006</a>
<b>Notes:</b> I am participating in a parody round robin on a Doctor Who site, and could not resist throwing Klaus and Dorian into the mix. Innervoice_chan pointed out that the numerous Doctor Who in-jokes would probably not be understood here, so I give you a slightly edited version of my chapter, just because I thought you might enjoy it. And I have tacked on a special ending just for <lj-user="castlegloria"> that goes <i><b>completely</b></i> against canon.
<b>BACKGROUND:</b> The original idea of the round robin was to poke fun at an extended Trial mini-series on the show. The round robin has progressed to the point that, appearing out of nowhere are, the cast of "Friends", Simon from "American Idol," the Grammar Police, Doctor Phil and others do not recall. Things are definitely getting out of hand.
<lj-cut text="Parody Silliness behind cut">
<u><b>WHO's WHO SCORECARD</b></u>
VALEYARD = Prosecutor
INQUISITOR = The trial judge
ADRIC = A teenaged male who was probably the most annoying companion on the show and who, fortunately, was killed off.
MARGARET = AUTHOR = ME!
<b></b></p><center>THE DOCTOR WHO CHARACTERS CONTINUE TO CAVORT WITH ANY AND ALL INVADERS FROM AMERICAN TELEVISION GIVING NO HEED TO THE AUTHOR’S PLEAS THAT THEY RETURN TO THE STORY.</center>
MARGARET: Alright, you leave me no choice.
ADRIC: What’re you gonna do?
MARGARET: I’m calling in the big guns.
VALEYARD: (now in the tub with the INQUISITOR) More Grammar Police?
MARGARET: No. Bigger than that.
INQUISITOR: The Fashion Police? (snickers)
VALEYARD: (clinks champagne glass) Good one.
MARGARET: Go ahead and laugh.
LOUD VOICE THUNDERS: What the hell have you done to my program?
ADRIC: Fuck!
DOCTOR: Now we’re in for it.
<b><center>THE VALEYARD AND INQUISITOR ATTEMPT TO SCRAMBLE OUT OF THE TUB.
THE DOCTOR VANISHES INTO HIDING.
THE OTHER VARIOUS COMPANIONS FLEE TO THE EXITS OR TAKE COVER
AS A PUDGY, DARK-HAIRED MAN IN A HAWAIIAN PRINT SHIRT STORMS ONTO THE SET.</center>
JNT: What the hell is going on here? I go away for one week, and you turn my show into a…a…
MARGARET: Hidious parody of itself?
JNT: Yes, thank you.
MARGARET: (aside to readers) For all you newbie Whovians out there still learning Who canon, JNT is John Nathan-Turner. He was Producer from 1980 until the show was finally cancelled in 1989 thanks to the efforts of Michael Grade. Now, back to the fic. (to JNT) Your welcome, John.
VALEYARD: Bitch
<b><center>THE AUTHOR SENDS A BOLT OF LIGHTNING FROM ON HIGH,
MISSES THE VALEYARD STRIKING ADRIC INSTEAD</center>
MARGARET: Ooops.
ADRIC: This is getting to be a habit.
MARGARET: If you weren’t such an obnoxious brat, I might be nicer.
ADRIC: (brightens) Really?
MARGARET: No.
JNT: We need to get this rabble out of here.
MARGARET: May I help?
JNT: How?
MARGARET: I’ll do a crossover. I know just the man to get this lot out of here. Ever heard of "From Eroica With Love?"
<b><center>MAJOR KLAUS HEINZ von dem EBERBACH OF
NATO INTELLIGENCE SUDDENLY APPEARS IN A DOORWAY.
DORIAN RED GLORIA, A.K.A. EROICA FLOUNCES IN BEHIND HIM
AND IMMEDIATELY STARTS HITTING ON ADRIC.</center>
MARGARET: Dorian, please, I thought you had some taste.
DORIAN: I have a thing for dark haired men, remember?
MARGARET: But this is just…gross.
DORIAN: (sticks out tongue) Well, Aioke-san won’t let me get past pre-slash. Do you know how frustrating that is after 30 years?
<b><center>ALL EROICAFEN NOD IN UNISON</center>
KLAUS: (glares at Erioicafen) Don’t encourage him.
MARGARET: Like we have to.
KLAUS: (to author) What’s my mission?
MARGARET: Clear out all the insurgence from the wrong eras along with the trespassers from American Television.
KLAUS: (snorts, looking at the nearby cast members from “Friends”) I don’t approve of American Television.
JOEY: Like we care. What are you, a Television Nazi?
<b><center>DORIAN IMMEDIATELY DIVES FOR COVER, DRAGGING ADRIC WITH HIM.
THE AUTHOR TAKES COVER WITH THEM.</center>
MARGARET: (To Dorian) Gun or window?
DORIAN: Even money. What floor are we on?
MARGARET: No idea.
KLAUS: What did you call me?
JOEY: (grinning like a fool) You heard me, Nazi. (Laughs.)
<b><center>KLAUS STORMS OVER TO JOEY, GRABS HIM BY THE COLLAR AND THEN THROWS HIM OUT THE NEAREST WINDOW.</center>
KLAUS: Does anyone else have anything to say?
<b><center>ALL NON-WHO CHARACTERS, AND THOSE CANON CHARACTERS NOT FROM THE TRIAL SERIES IMMEDIATELY SCRAMBLE FOR THE EXITS.</center>
MARGARET: Major, I’m impressed. You didn’t even have to pull your weapon.
KLAUS: I’m a pro.
DORIAN: (dumps Adric) Major, you’re wonderful. (Hugs Klaus)
KLAUS: Do you mind? I’m supposed to be in character, here.
DORIAN: Sorry. (Flounces out) Ta, ta, all.
KLAUS: (To JNT) Will you be requiring my services further?
<b><center>JNT LOOKS AROUND, SEEING ONLY COWERING DOCTOR WHO CHARACTERS.</center>
JNT: No, thank you, Major. Although, you <i>could</i> give me your friend’s phone number.
KLAUS: (disgusted) Is everyone a bloody pervert? (Storms out)
(<b>EDIT:</b> Order is restored. A barbarian is put in charge of security. Then the Author voices her displeasure with JNT at his gearing of the show towards men by having the women dressed in skimpy outfits.)
MARGARET: I never knew gay men could be chauvinistic Bastards.
DORIAN: (From the doorway) I could’ve told you that!
KLAUS: Shut up, idiot, or I’ll give you to the barbarian. (Drags Dorian away.)
JNT: Fine. Whatever. May we get on now?
MARGARET: Of course.
(<b>EDIT:</b> The Author waves her magic laptop, returning everything back to where it was thus, hopefully, ending the round robin.)
DOCTOR: Thank you and good night.
<b><center>THE END
...
...
...
I SAID THE END.
...
...
...
WHY DO YOU KEEP LOOKING FOR MORE?
...
...
...</center>
DORIAN: Oh, Major. I love it when you play hard to get.
KLAUS: What does Uke means again?
DORIAN: Let me show you…
KLAUS: (pause) Okay.
MARGARET: O_O
DORIAN: From Eroica with Love.
KLAUS: Shut up, idiot.
<b><center>-- END! NOW! END! --
...
...
...
...</center>
<sub>For <lj user="castlegloria">
DORIAN: Mmmm, Klaus, you really <i>are</i> a pro.
KLAUS: ...
DORIAN: Klaus...?
KLAUS: ...
DORIAN: Klaus?
KLAUS: I was taught not to talk with my mouth full.
<b><center>AAAA!
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, END!
PLEASE!
FADE TO BLACK...</center><br clear="all" /></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b>
