Author has written 5 stories for X-Men: The Movie.
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I swear that I will never leave a story that I have read without a review, and I will never leave a review that is mean or less than meaningful.
I really hope that this is something that a lot of people can agree on. There are a lot of people on Fanfiction that don't review even if they favourite or alert a story. I hope that this can change because every person who has posted something has put time and energy into their work and deserves peoples thoughts, even if it is constructive criticism.
Rogue: [regarding Wolverine's claws] When they come out, does it hurt?
[Rogue is in the clutches of Magneto.]
[Cyclops thinks Wolverine may be the shape-shifting mutant Mystique]
The Doctor: Nice to meet you, Rose. [holds up the bomb, shaking it slightly while grinning.] Run for your life!
Rose: Hold on, if you're an alien, why do you sound like you're from the North?
The Doctor: Now don't antagonize her. I love a happy medium!
The Doctor: I saw the fall of Troy! World War Five! I was pushing boxes at the Boston Tea Party! Now I'm gonna die in a dungeon... [disgustedly] in Cardiff!
Rose: My mother was right, that is one hell of an age gap.
Van Statten: You, English, look after the girl. Go and... canoodle or spoon or whatever it is you British people do. And you, Doctor-with-no-name, come and see my pet.
Simmons: What're you going to do? Sucker me to death? [Dalek extends its suction arm and suckers him to death]
[Digging through a bin of alien weapons.]The Doctor: Broken. Broken. Hair dryer... [Pulls big gun out of bin.] Oh, yes! Lock and load!
[first words after regenerating]The Doctor: Hello! Oka— [gulp, nauseated expression] New teeth. That's weird. So where was I? Oh, that's right—Barcelona! [grins]
The Doctor: [disappointed] Aw, I wanted to be ginger! I've never been ginger! And you, Rose Tyler! Fat lot of good you were! You gave up on me! [Rose looks annoyed] Ooh, that's rude. Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger.
Cassandra: [in the Doctor's body] Ooh, my. Well this is... different.
The Doctor: [giddy] I'm the Doctor, and I just snogged Madame de Pompadour!
Rose: Oh, here's trouble. What you been up to?
Dalek Jast: [Recognising the Doctor] This male registers as enemy.
The Doctor: Oi! Santa! A word of advice. If you're attacking a man with a sonic screwdriver... [The Doctor picks up a microphone and speaks into it] Don't let him near the sound system.
The Doctor: No, that's weird, you're talking like you're some sort of alien.
[After travelling to 1599]Martha: But are we safe? Can we move around and stuff?
The Doctor: I'll tell you what then, don't... step on any butterflies. What have butterflies ever done to you?
Tenth Doctor: Oh, no, of course. You mostly went hands-free didn't you? Like, "Hey, I'm the Doctor. I can save the universe using a kettle and some string! And look at me, I'm wearing a vegetable!"
Donna: [referring to the Doctor escaping a Pyrovile] You fought it off with a water pistol! I bloody love you!
Donna: [about the Doctor] He saves planets, rescues civilizations, defeats terrible creatures... and runs a lot. Seriously, there is an outrageous amount of running involved.
The Doctor: You need to get yourself a better dictionary. When you do, look up "genocide". You'll find a little picture of me there, and the caption'll read "Over my dead body"
The Doctor: Why am I handcuffed... why would you even have handcuffs?
Rose: [walking into store with two looters inside] Right! You two! You can put that stuff down, or run for your lives. [powers up big gun] Do you like my gun?
The Doctor: The writing... the graffiti: Old High Gallifreyan. [dramatically] The lost language of the Time Lords. There were days, there were many days, where these words could burn stars, raise up empires, and topple gods.
Angel Bob: Doctor? Excuse me, hello, Doctor? Angel Bob here, sir.
Law and Order: SVU
Benson: [reading] "There's a tiny catfish feared more than the piranha. It's called a-"
Munch: Back to the dead whore.
Jeffries: So is there anything you just...accept?
[On being ordered to produce a semen sample.]
Stabler: How do you know when a lawyer is lying?