A Fleeting Passion for Facial Hair
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calufrax! I am PhoenixDragon (aka Mandy) and I will be your reccer for the next two weeks. Let's kick off the recs with some fun and a few giggles, what say you?
Story: A Fleeting Passion for Facial Hair
Author: neveralarch
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1564
Author's Summary: A very serious multi-era fic about the Master's beards.
Characters/Pairings: Amy Pond, The Doctor (11th), The Doctor (1st), The Doctor (2nd), The Doctor (3rd), The Doctor (4th), The Master (Ainley), The Master (Delgado), The Master (Other)
Warnings: Humor
Recced because: Okay, this is sheer Crack. I mean, I read this and I laughed so hard, I think I sprained my ribs. Sadly the author has never acknowledged the bill for that, but she did post this at Teaspoon, just so I could rec it for you here. *Beams*
This is a Very Serious observation about the Master and his Beardiness (and sometimes lack thereof) throughout his own regenerations. His pursuit of the Perfect Facial 'Do - and the Doctor's mixed (and heartfelt) reactions throughout. Even if you have never seen Classic Who , I'm sure this will still be a laugh. I know at the very least, you might've seen pictures of the Master and his various attempts to decorate his chin with luxurious, artistic (and under-appreciated) styles that can only be admired by the true believers in the masterfulpun intended expression of...of hair on one's face. But if you still need convincing -
"So," said Theta, dumping out his bag on his bed. "What did you do over break?"
"Guess," said Koschei. He was lying on his own bed, which was much less cluttered than Theta's. Koschei had emptied his luggage onto the floor.
"Built a thermonuclear reactor." Theta sorted through his belongings. Why did he have a soprano recorder? What was this screwdriver covered in LEDs for? Where was his civics homework? "You probably used it to threaten the President, and then you spent the rest of break on a secret CIA prison planet."
"How primitive." Koschei smoothed his robes, looking smug. "No."
"Got in a fight with your mother and then got disowned. Again." Theta tossed a chain of paperclips into the bin.
"Yes, but she got over it," said Koschei. "This is much more exciting."
"I give up," said Theta, flopping over his bed and also the twenty books and tablets still lying on his bed. "What is it?"
"Can't you see?" Koschei grinned at him. "I grew a beard!"
Theta peered at him. There were, yes, a few wisps of moustache at the corners of Koschei's mouth. And there was definitely hair on his chin. Four or five hairs, to be precise. At least his neckbeard was flourishing.
Koschei's smile faltered under the scrutiny. Theta noticed, and for once in his life, decided to be nice.
"It looks very good," he said. "Suits you."
"Doesn't it?" Koschei's grin renewed itself. "I'll need a beard comb soon."
Of course, the rest can be found at the link above. Please enjoy! And let her know how much you did!
calufrax! I am PhoenixDragon (aka Mandy) and I will be your reccer for the next two weeks. Let's kick off the recs with some fun and a few giggles, what say you?Story: A Fleeting Passion for Facial Hair
Author: neveralarch
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 1564
Author's Summary: A very serious multi-era fic about the Master's beards.
Characters/Pairings: Amy Pond, The Doctor (11th), The Doctor (1st), The Doctor (2nd), The Doctor (3rd), The Doctor (4th), The Master (Ainley), The Master (Delgado), The Master (Other)
Warnings: Humor
Recced because: Okay, this is sheer Crack. I mean, I read this and I laughed so hard, I think I sprained my ribs. Sadly the author has never acknowledged the bill for that, but she did post this at Teaspoon, just so I could rec it for you here. *Beams*
This is a Very Serious observation about the Master and his Beardiness (and sometimes lack thereof) throughout his own regenerations. His pursuit of the Perfect Facial 'Do - and the Doctor's mixed (and heartfelt) reactions throughout. Even if you have never seen Classic Who , I'm sure this will still be a laugh. I know at the very least, you might've seen pictures of the Master and his various attempts to decorate his chin with luxurious, artistic (and under-appreciated) styles that can only be admired by the true believers in the masterful
"So," said Theta, dumping out his bag on his bed. "What did you do over break?"
"Guess," said Koschei. He was lying on his own bed, which was much less cluttered than Theta's. Koschei had emptied his luggage onto the floor.
"Built a thermonuclear reactor." Theta sorted through his belongings. Why did he have a soprano recorder? What was this screwdriver covered in LEDs for? Where was his civics homework? "You probably used it to threaten the President, and then you spent the rest of break on a secret CIA prison planet."
"How primitive." Koschei smoothed his robes, looking smug. "No."
"Got in a fight with your mother and then got disowned. Again." Theta tossed a chain of paperclips into the bin.
"Yes, but she got over it," said Koschei. "This is much more exciting."
"I give up," said Theta, flopping over his bed and also the twenty books and tablets still lying on his bed. "What is it?"
"Can't you see?" Koschei grinned at him. "I grew a beard!"
Theta peered at him. There were, yes, a few wisps of moustache at the corners of Koschei's mouth. And there was definitely hair on his chin. Four or five hairs, to be precise. At least his neckbeard was flourishing.
Koschei's smile faltered under the scrutiny. Theta noticed, and for once in his life, decided to be nice.
"It looks very good," he said. "Suits you."
"Doesn't it?" Koschei's grin renewed itself. "I'll need a beard comb soon."
Of course, the rest can be found at the link above. Please enjoy! And let her know how much you did!
