Showing posts with label Family of Blood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family of Blood. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

I See Through You


Last week Shouting Into A Well gave you the first in a set of splendid Doctor Who Invisible Characters And Spaceships Trading Cards and showed you how to build a display stand for those cards as a fun family project (pictured above).

Your next two cards are shown below

There are seven cards to collect in all. Refusians from the story The Ark; Visians from The Daleks' Masterplan; Spiridons from Planet Of The Daleks; Xoanon's Projections from The Face Of Evil; Krafayis from Vincent And The Doctor; Skagra's invisible spaceship from Shada; and the Family's invisible spaceship from Family Of Blood.

Thanks to a cunning random generating algorithm no two people who view this page will get the same cards, so why not print them out and try trading cards with friends to see if you can complete the whole set.

(above) SWAP SHOP: In the Invisible City of Kitezh fans hold up duplicate Invisible Character Cards for exchange. In the background the invisible man, invisible woman and invisible dog form a pyramid as Sue Storm and the Martian Manhunter (J'onn J'onzz ) use their powers of invisibility while performing a daring high-wire act. To the left of the frame Predator uses his cloaking device while balancing on the top of James Bond's car from Die Another Day. Overhead Wonder Woman does barrel rolls in her invisible plane along with a cloaked Romulan Warbird. Not pictured, Hades wearing his helmet of invisiblity.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

From The Archive

Jennings And The Spacemen by Anthony Buckeridge.

' Don't be such an ozard specimen Darbi,' scoffed Jennings,' even first-form ticks like Blotwell don't think scarecrows are magic and stroll round at night.'

It is November but for Jennings, and his good friend Darbyshire, the excitement of Fireworks night is as nothing compared to the odd turn events have taken at Linbury Court School. New history master Mr. Smith has lost his watch, Atkinson is acting very strangely indeed, and now Darbyshire is convinced that the local farmer's scarecrows are walking around by themselves.

What is causing the mysterious green lights in the night? Can a space-ship really have landed on the cricket square? Is Mr. Wilkins right to put it down to the boys' over-active imaginations? Or is this shaping up to be the strangest term yet?



You Are Doctor Who!: A Choose Your Own Adventure Story
Week By Week This Series Builds Into A Complete Adventure In Which You Play The First Doctor
Part: 672

672 Stepping from the TARDIS you look around uncertainly. The air is thin here and this makes breathing difficult. Strange moons hang in the sky over a barren, rocky landscape. Ian Chesterton follows you out and looks around.

If you want to call Chesterton 'Chatterton' then go to 430
If you want to call Chesterton 'Chessington' then go to 234
If you want to bound away into the distance while giggling like a loon then go to 782

Monday, December 8, 2008

The Famly of Blud

by n molesworth



THE STORY SO FAR St custards skool is under seege from strange alien figures at the gate. Whom (gramer) can it be? Sigismund the mad maths master and his rhomboids? The PUKON and his army of TREENS? No it appear to be gillibrand and one of the ladies who does for the headmaster (hem-hem) plus an army of scarecrows they hav made. This is wet. Space aliens should wizz around on tripods xploding the moon not doing gurly arts and crafts.

Headmaster Grimes and the skool secretary go out to speak. There is a flash of lite and the hon. sec. vanish in a cloud of dust. Was that an atomik blaster? A fusion percolator? A cosmic disintergrator? Wotever it hav done the job a treat. If I could get one no master would dare give me 0 for my prep agane.

NOW REED ON

“The skool is under atack” sa Grimes. “We must defend ourselves with guns.” A riple of xcitment passes the boys this is going to be better than weedy shooting lessons where we hav to fire at target instead of anything you would aktualy want to shoot i.e the masters, lambs, wandsworth the skool dog etc chiz*.

The crowd of boys palpate with heady joy who will get to work the gattling gun the prize of the army cadets.? Boo hiss it is grabber head of skool and winner of the mrs joyful prize for raffia work. He get everything becos his pater slip Grimes an extra tenner at the start of each term.

Still it is not all bad. boys get a rifle xsept for my bro molesworth 2 this is wise he should not be trusted with anything more dangerous than a conker. See how he runs around with his arms out pretending to be a sopwith camel “uh uh uh uh uh” he sa firing his machine guns before doing a pancake landing in the veg patch.

The scarecrows advance and bang on skool gate. High spirited boys nailed it up years ago as a joke forcing visitors to use the side entrance which is most unsavory hem-hem but it will not hold up for long. Grimes sigh,”if only I had spent parents fees on maintanance instead of the gee-gees.” How true how true espeshally Shannon Lass in the grand national who was 100-1 and should hav gon to the knackers years ago. CRASH BANG ZOOSH. The gate fall open and scarecrows walk in.

Grabber fires the gat but it hav no reel efeckt. Frankly I think we would do better to steal some of the bottles of GIN that matron hav hidden beneth her bed we could make molotov cocktails which would be super. Straw filled scarecrows would go up like paters potting shed last bonfire nite when catherine weel spun out of control. Fotherington-tomas start to blub like a baby because the noise of the gat is hurting his ickle-pritty ears. There is nothing new about this he blub at everything the beauty of nature when Wee Tim in a Christmas Carol sa God bless us every one when you point out he hav a face like a tomato etc. He is a wet and a weed.

Still scarecrows do fall over. “Cease fire” sa Grimes and then an unxpeckted development. A GURL walk in but rather than singing some weedy skipping rhyme like “ooggly poogly plum dee doo I like akorns and so do you” she gun Grimes down. Cheers cheers this can only mean a half holiday tommorow.

Mr Smith who teeches hist look all shocked and sa “wot hav I done? I canot make them do this these poor inocent boys!” Inocent? Not if you hav seen the pile of fag ends round the back of the playing fields nuff said. He tell boys to run and sensibly they scatter to the four corners leaving masters to thier fate.

Griping stuff eh? Wot will happen next? As they sa in the penny dredfuls TO BE CONTINUED...

*a chiz is a swiz or swindle as any fule kno