On the Fields of Trenzalore, on the Fall of the Eleventh, when no living creature can speak falsely or fail to answer, a question will be asked. A question that must never, ever be answered.

Speaking of the Question, here’s another: what (or who?) is the Eleventh? It seems the teensiest bit too obvious that Moffat is referring to the Doctor; in-show, incarnations are almost never referred to in that way, anyway. But what else could it be? Well, there’s another notable reference to “the Eleventh” in Moffat’s run: the episode title “The Eleventh Hour.” Of course, that title could just be a cutesy reference to Matt Smith’s debut…or it could have something to do with the “something totally obvious” Moffat says we’re missing in the series 5 premiere. One of the most popular theories concerning what we’ve overlooked points out the extra staircase in Amy’s two-story house: a staircase that bears an uncanny resemblance to the staircase in “The Lodger” that led to a mysterious, TARDIS-like ship. We encountered that Lodger TARDIS again in Day of the Moon under the control of the Silence…but wait a minute—those creatures aren’t called “the Silence.” That’s not the name of a race, remember? It’s a religious order. Then what are the creatures? Could “the Eleventh” be the name of the race, or maybe of a platoon of these soldiers of the Silence? Only time will tell.

Vanity! All is vanity. And hype.: Woo!

gallifreygal:

Soooo, I’m in the middle of sewing a TARDIS bag. Well, when I say I’m in the middle of it, I mean that I’ve already cut out all the pieces and it’s ready to be put together, but one important element was missing.

I’d wanted to get the St. Johns Ambulance badge and the Pull to Open sign made into…

Look at these patches! Just look at them! :3 DO. WANT.

gallifreyangato:

Today, like everyday, the Doctor left me out to die on my own in the middle of some barren wasteland while he, the Orange Girl and the Pretty One went off to have an adventure. While he was gone, a pool of acid formed around me, dragging me against my own displeasure. When he came back to use me, instead of looking worried and helping me get the fuck out, he simply said “What are you doing down there?” and promptly walked away once the acid started melting his shoes. FML

(Source: buenastardis)