If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

Fill in the list below with characters from any fandom, then answer the questions. Don't go changing the order when you read them!

1. Fifth Doctor
2. Seventh Doctor
3. Tenth Doctor
4. Tegan Jovanka
5. Ace McShane
6. H. M. Murdock
7. Templeton Peck
8. Rose Tyler
9. Koschei
10. Mary Poppins
11. Donna Noble
12. 10.5

Questions and answers:

1. Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fic? Do you want to?
No, their from different areas. It would be kinda cool though.
2. Do you think Four is hot? How hot?
I am not a lesbian
3. What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?
Rose would be happy and everything would be normal.
4. Can you recall any fics about Nine?
He's pretty popular. I like the ones with the word crack in the description
5. Would Two and Six make a good couple?
No. Seven isn't interested in things like that, and Murdock is straight.
6. Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Why?
Ace/Koschei. Makes more sense for an evil megalomaniac hypnotist with dating issues to have it on with a girl with a love of blowing things up then with goody-two-shoes nursemaid Mary Poppins
7. What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex?
If that ever happened, Peck would barf.
8. Make up a summary for a Three/Ten fic.
Two unordinary Londoners with items bigger on the inside meet. Curious yet?
9. Is there any such thing as One/Eight fluff?
No, thank random floating sparkly pink horses.
10. Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve hurt/comfort fic.
Do not read this.
11. What kind of plot would you use if you wanted Four to deflower One?
A plot filled with slapping and punching.
12. Does anyone on your friends list read Three het?
Who doesn't?
13. Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven?
Lots of people do that.
14. Would anyone on your friends list write Two/Four/Five?
Seven, Tegan, and Ace? I might.
15. What might Ten scream at a moment of great passion?
Mary Poppins isn't asexual?
16. If you wrote a Song-fic about Eight, what song would you choose?
It would be a Rose and Ten fiction, during the goodbye scene of Journey's End, and it would be There goes Everything by Elvis Presley
17.If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warning be?
I wouldn't write anything remotely like that.
18. What might be a good pick up line for Ten to use on Two?
A game of chess?
19. When was the last time you read a fic about Five?
Depends.
20. What is Six's super secret kink?
Billy the ghost dog?
21. Would Eleven shag Nine? Drunk or sober?
Koschei can't get drunk, but Donna would have to be.
22. If Three and Seven get together, who tops?
Both are straight as I am.
23. "(1) and (9) are in a happy relationship until (9) runs off with(4). (1), brokenhearted, has a hot one-night stand with (11) and a brief unhappy affair with (12), then follows the wise advice of (5) and finds true love with (3). " What title would you give this fic?
Five and Koschei, Koschei runs off with Tegan Jovanka, Five one-nighting with Donna, then affairs with 10.5, follows Ace's advice and finds love with Ten
TITLE: Nightmare from Toshiba
24. How would you feel if Seven/Eight was canon?
Two people... Brill!

Some people are alive only because it’s illegal to kill them.
It doesn’t matter if the glass is half empty or half full, just drink the damn thing and get on with life!
Meddle not in the affairs of a dragon for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup!
When angry, count to four. When very angry, swear.
I’m not afraid of death! What’s it going to do? Kill me?
Don’t knock on Death’s door. Ring the bell and run - he hates that!
You can never underestimate the stupidity of the general public.
Blood is thicker than water, which is why no one will notice when you dump that body in the lake!
If you try to fail and succeed, what have you done?
Don't steal. The government hates the competition.
If at first you don't succeed, change the rules.
You’re just jealous because the voices talk to me and not you!
I have a grip on reality, just not this particular one.
Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.
It's not my fault! The voices told me to do it!
I am on a quest to the deepest, darkest corners of my room in search of what some would call "a floor" - a long and difficult task awaits me. Wish me luck my friends for I may not return alive.
We are the people our parents warned us about.
The difficulty is not so great as to die for a friend, as to find a friend worth dying for.
If you can't beat them, join them. Then take over.

Ianto Jones or Harry Potter quotes
'-Jack driving like a semi crazed maniac instead of a 'holy shit protect your children' crazed maniac.'
'Well let me just say this. I sure as hell don't bleeding sparkle.'

If you have more than 100 books in your room, copy this into your profile.
If you get a kick out of explosions, copy and paste this to your profile.
If you've ever wondered what you are like in another dimension, copy and paste this in your profile.
93 percent of American teens would have a severe emotional breakdown if someone called them a freak. If you're a part of the 7 percent who would ask the person, "What was your first clue?", copy this into your profile

A girl and her boyfriend were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle.

Girl: Slow down, I'm scared.

Guy: No, this is fun.

Girl: no it's not. please, it's so scary.

Guy: then tell me you love me.

Girl: I love you, now please slow down.

Guy: Now give me a big hug.

(She gives him a big hug)

Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself, it's really bothering me.

The next day in the newspaper, a motorcycle crashed into a building due to brake failure. Two people were in the crash, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road the guy realized that his brakes weren't working, but he didn't want his girlfriend to know. Instead, he had her hug him and tell him she loves him one last time. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she would live, even though that meant he would die. If you would do the same thing for the person you love, copy and paste this into your profile.

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favourite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine, but i will have a lot of it
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this.

Mary had a little Lamb His fleece was white as snow
And everywhere that Mary went that Lamb was sure to go
He followed her to school each day t'wasn't even in the rule
It made the children laugh and play to have a Lamb at school
And then the rules all changed one day illegal it became
To bring the Lamb of God to school or even speak His name!
Every day got worse and worse and days turned into years
Instead of hearing children laugh we heard gunshots and tears
What must we do to stop the crime that's in our schools today?
Let's let the Lamb come back to school, and teach our kids to pray.

If you think you would be locked up by the government and under maximum security if they could read some of your thoughts, copy this and paste it into your profile.

I was walking around in a Target store,

when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny,

are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to

buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went

to look a round. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give

this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for

Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after

all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her

where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can

give it to my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be

with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He

then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't

forget me. "

"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we

check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to

his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for

the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to

sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that

mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my

mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough

to buy the doll and a white rose.''

"My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my

basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I

started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which

mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young

woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a

critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the

life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to

recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the

newspaper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went

to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for

people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her

hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her

chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed

forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister

is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a

drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message.

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murderer chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Repost this on your profile if you wish to help her find peace. Your kindness will be rewarded.

Ninety-three percent of the teen population would die if Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe. Copy and paste this if you would be part of the seven percent that'd be LAUGHING YOUR BUTT OFF!

96 percent of teens won't stand up for Christ. If you are one of the 4 percent that will, copy and paste this in your profile.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what,
and if you stand up 4 him he will stand up for you.

If you are a Christian, paste this on your profile.

Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...

He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...

He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...

He had no army, yet kings feared him...

He won no military battles, yet he conquered the World...

He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...

He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today

If you feel honoured to serve such a leader who loves us,

If you believe in the one true God: Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

then copy and paste this in your profile.

If you ignore him, in the Holy Bible, Jesus says...

" If you deny me before man, I will deny you before my Father in Heaven..."

girl meets a boy on a messenger

crazy1 86: hey baby!!

h0tNsPiCy91: who is this??

crazy1 86: ur secret admirer!!

h0tNsPiCy91: oh really... quit lyin! who is this??

crazy1 86: I loved u the first time a stared in your eyes...

crazy1 86: I think about u everyday... you are my dream come true.

crazy1 86: we met once! I don't think u remember tho.

crazy1 86: I cut myself because the pain takes away my feelings of u.

crazy1 86: u will see me sometime tonight...

h0tNsPiCy91: ..WHO IS THIS!?

crazy1 86:don't worry... ill take very good care of you...

crazy1 86 had signed off.

The girl was so scared she locked all her doors and windows. She made sure her room was secured. She wasn't sure if it was a joke or for real. She didn't know when he was going to come. The girl was so frightened she decided to sleep with her little sister. The girl dozed off quickly.

Then she heard a knock on the window. The girl slowly walked to the window. It started knocking louder. The girl looked through the windows and saw nothing... just some of the tree branches. The girl went back to bed with her sister. The bed was wet and had a pretty horrid smell. Maybe her sister wet the bed... the girl checked and found blood everywhere. The girl panicked. She didn't know what to do. She ran and hid in the closet in case the killer was there for her. While looking through the cracks of the closet the girl saw a shadow. It was dark, so she couldn't figure out who it was. She started to get more frightened. The shadow crept closer to the closet. The girl closed her eyes as if it was a dream. Then suddenly he opened the closet door and pulled her out.

Her parents found her dead the next morning. She was completely skinned and hanging in her sister's closet. The younger sister was also found skinned and dead.

PART 2...

Two years after the Smith sisters deaths, the parents had a baby boy. The girl's room became a guest room and the little sister's room where the murder took place became the baby's room. The baby grew up to be a successful kid.

One night he was on the computer and received an instant message.

h0tNsPiCy91: Hey lil bro!!

2seXay4u: Who the eff is this?

h0tNsPiCy91: It's your big sis.

2seXay4u: I never had a sister. I'm an only child.

2seXay4u: This is some kinda joke, huh?

h0tNsPiCy91: Mom and dad never told you?

h0tNsPiCy91: I died 15 years ago with your other older sister.

h0tNsPiCy91: We were murdered in your room which was once my little sister's room. She was killed in bed when I was sleeping. I was killed in the closet and skinned to death.

2seXay4u: Quit lying. I never had a sister. If I did my parents would have told me. Whatever. Your stupid.

h0tNsPiCy91: You don't believe me? Well if you wanna look in your closet floor.

h0tNsPiCy91: I carved my name and the time and date I was being murdered. Then I carved my little sister's name.

h0tNsPiCy91: If you don't believe me little brother check the Internet. Google on ''Smith sisters murdered anonymously''.

h0tNsPiCy91: I gtg little brother. I love you and mom and dad soo much. I can't believe they kept us a secret from you. They should burn in hell.

The boy checked the closet. He saw the carvings. Was it true? He surfed the Internet and information was there about the anonymous murder in the house. The next morning the boy went downstairs. It was so quiet. Maybe his parents were sleeping. Hours later the boy found his parents in their closet skinned and hanged. Then he found more carvings on the ground. They said ''I TOLD YOU I WASN'T LYING LITTLE BROTHER, I LOVED MOM AND DAD... BUT THEY KEPT ME A SECRET. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. WELL I'M FREE FROM THIS COLD WORLD, I WON'T HURT YOU LIKE I HURT THEM. I LOVE YOU!"

- LISA SMITH
copy and paste this in your profile if you understand Lisa Smith.

Pluto was declared no longer a planet on August 27, 2006, because it was "too small" and "off its orbit" for some scientists' likings. If you think Pluto should still be a planet, copy and paste this to your profile. LONG LIVE PLUTO!!yes! and what if we went around telling people that they're too short, and so are therefore disqualified from the human race?!

Nothing's too stupid to fear, except maybe if you fear that a cupcake will eat you up.
~The Saga of the Order of the Red Dragons ¦¦¦

98 of teenagers do drugs, and drink alcohol...put this in your profile if you like bagels

Her name was Auroura
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
Was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
Unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"God, why? Why is
My life always sinking?"

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was beaten
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless pest!"

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

If you hate child abuse then repost this on your profile. If you don't then you have no soul!!

If you believe in God, copy this into your profile.

If you are guilty of doing a British, Irish, Australian, Southern accent or Elvis impression, copy this in your profile.

Only crazy people can understand the brilliance of crazy things. If you are crazy and proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile!

If you think it's stupid that girls are associated with the colour pink, copy and paste this into your profile.

Most people would be offended if someone asked them what was wrong with their mind. copy this into your pro if you would be one of the few people that would answer, "where to begin?"

Don't die alone. Take many people with you.

Ask them for a room with lots of sharp, pointy objects.

When that doesn't work, ask for a designer jacket.

Do not maim people. If you already have, kill them to avoid lawsuits.

People are staring at you.

So act insane.

People are weird, but not as weird as me.

Do not taunt animals at zoo. They have feelings... And teeth.

Little people are aggressive. Stay away from little people.

Going through other people's stuff is a bonding experience. Do this as much as possible.

Never pet a burning dog.

Never make eye contact with a naked man. Especially if you are wearing a parka.

Naked men dig parkas.

Beware the naked man who offers you his parka.

You know what would look good on you?

Immolated cockroaches.

Constipated people don't give a sh-t.

You cannot kill the snow.

The snow can kill you.

Grass can also kill you.

The leprechaun on the cereal box said I can't get his lucky charms...

Catch and castrate leprechaun.

HE is real... No matter what the men in white coats say.

Tell the small children in Toys 'R' Us that the dolls have an insatiable thirst for blood.

Note reactions. Avoid parents.

Hide the bodies, otherwise people ask embarrassing questions.

Eat the evidence.

But not if it's broken glass.

When in the presence of someone much wiser than you, point in a random direction and yell, "Look, a distraction!" Then run.

Do not tell children that Santa is fat because he eats kids.

Disregard last note.

Note reactions.

The secret to flying is throwing yourself at the ground and missing.

Do not stick fingers into blender.

Blender... Bad... Ouch.

Blood loss is bad.

Find way to re-attach fingers.

Scream as much as humanly possible at 2AM.

Answer every question with a question.

Ask people what gender they are.

Note reactions.

Kill all enemies in most disturbing way possible.

Start by drowning them in fire ants.

Find the creators of pop-up messages.

Kill them.

Brutally.

Teachers don't like finding notes on world domination.

Dunk head in boiling water.

Disregard last note. Was written by Voice #7.

16 THINGS IM GOING TO DO AT WAL-MART

1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's carts when they aren't looking.

2. Set all the alarm clocks in Electronics to go off at 5-minute intervals.

3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the rest rooms.

4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an official tone,
" 'Code 3' in housewares"... and see what happens.

5. Go the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.

6. Move a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.

7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department.

8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask,
"Why can't you people just leave me alone?"

9. Look right into the security camera & use it as a mirror, and pick your nose.

10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti - depressants are.

11. Dart around the store suspiciously loudly humming the "Mission Impossible" theme.

12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna look" using different size funnels.

13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through,
say "PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"

14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream..
"NO! NO! It's those voices again!"

15. Go into a fitting room and shut the door and wait a while and then yell, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here!

16. Get several bouncy balls and throw them down an aisle shouting "pikachu, I choose you!"

Repost this if you laughed...
Or are planning to do any of these things

God saw you getting tired,

And a cure was not to be.

So He put His arms around you

And whispered "Come to Me."

With tearful eyes we watched you,

And saw you pass away.

Although we loved you dearly,

We couldn't make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,

Hard working hands at rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us,

He only takes the best.