Rec: Broken by LadyCara
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juliet316, and this is my second go around reccing for you lovely folks here. Hopefully this time around will be just as much fun and have just as much variety as the last go around.
Story: Broken
Author: LadyCara
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 10305/3 chapters thus far.
Author's Summary: After WWIII, the Doctor and Rose land on the supposedly peaceful planet Verolis when the Doctor is abducted and slowly driven insane. Will Rose be able to free him?
Characters/Pairings: Ninth Doctor, Rose Tyler, TARDIS, OCs both good and evil.
Warnings: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, and it contains several disturbing images of psychiatric and physical torment, including electroshock therapy.
Recced because: This was written for one of the prompts I issued at lilibet's jiggery pokery ficathon; which called for Nine to be locked up on some off world psychiatric ward and made to believe that his entire life as a Time Lord is a lie. It's a work in progress that is not finished yet, however I'm reccing it, because LadyCara (stillbrainfried on LJ), has taken the prompt and written a story that's far beyond my wildest expectations for the prompt. It's a very dark story that takes everything Nine is and strips it away from him, leaving Rose to rescue him and having to deal with the aftermath. The author has updated regularly, and I encourage people to give the story read what is a fairly good story.
Rose and Torrin followed the small group of people. When they got to the room the people had emerged from Rose cast a short glance inside and stopped dead. On a bed lay the Doctor, apparently unconscious, an IV drip in his arm.
She rushed in and halted in front of the bed.
“Doctor?” she asked, her voice nearly a whisper.
He showed no reaction. Carefully she touched him at the shoulder. “Doctor?”
With growing desperation she shook him. “Doctor!”
“Rose!” Torrin hissed, “They’ll hear you.”
“Sorry!”
The Doctor’s eyes fluttered open.
“Doctor!” Rose repeated, relief in her voice. “Oh my god, what happened to you?”
“Who are you?”
juliet316, and this is my second go around reccing for you lovely folks here. Hopefully this time around will be just as much fun and have just as much variety as the last go around.Story: Broken
Author: LadyCara
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 10305/3 chapters thus far.
Author's Summary: After WWIII, the Doctor and Rose land on the supposedly peaceful planet Verolis when the Doctor is abducted and slowly driven insane. Will Rose be able to free him?
Characters/Pairings: Ninth Doctor, Rose Tyler, TARDIS, OCs both good and evil.
Warnings: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, and it contains several disturbing images of psychiatric and physical torment, including electroshock therapy.
Recced because: This was written for one of the prompts I issued at lilibet's jiggery pokery ficathon; which called for Nine to be locked up on some off world psychiatric ward and made to believe that his entire life as a Time Lord is a lie. It's a work in progress that is not finished yet, however I'm reccing it, because LadyCara (
stillbrainfried on LJ), has taken the prompt and written a story that's far beyond my wildest expectations for the prompt. It's a very dark story that takes everything Nine is and strips it away from him, leaving Rose to rescue him and having to deal with the aftermath. The author has updated regularly, and I encourage people to give the story read what is a fairly good story.Rose and Torrin followed the small group of people. When they got to the room the people had emerged from Rose cast a short glance inside and stopped dead. On a bed lay the Doctor, apparently unconscious, an IV drip in his arm.
She rushed in and halted in front of the bed.
“Doctor?” she asked, her voice nearly a whisper.
He showed no reaction. Carefully she touched him at the shoulder. “Doctor?”
With growing desperation she shook him. “Doctor!”
“Rose!” Torrin hissed, “They’ll hear you.”
“Sorry!”
The Doctor’s eyes fluttered open.
“Doctor!” Rose repeated, relief in her voice. “Oh my god, what happened to you?”
“Who are you?”
