Cornelius Harker - (Dark epic fantasy/Gothic/horror/philosophical/mystery/thriller/sci-fi/stuff) > Likes and Comments

Is it called Tardis because it's slow?

And I know it's Time And Relative Dimensions In Space, or something. I just think it ought to be slow.
For effect.

'Tardy' sounds better as well, don't you think? It's like a term of endearment for Tardis. "Tardy and I are off to the Middle Ages," that type of thing. "Tardy and I are off to the pub to get completely caked in space and time."

boohoohoo

Tardy and I are off... slowly to the pub...

Have a good time and relative dimension in space.

Is Tardy a disguised snail?

He's a tardigrade.
AKA water bear or moss piglet. It's all a lie about this space/time lark. Or fiction as we like to call our lies.

Personally I think its related to Ferro-Tardyferon, an iron supplement. You see, back in his school days the Doctor built a time machine from old curtains. Of course we all know curtains have never been great when used in conjunction with journeys across time and space so, completely misunderstanding the use of the drug, he started administering it to his curtain time machine. Soon enough it strengthened the machine transforming it into what it is today. He just nicknamed it 'Tardy' because, well, the iron supplement thing... and the Tardy thing.

So it's curtains for The Doctor. Sad day. :(

Yes, but they're really strong ones... so it's ok.

Are they Net Curtains?

No. Iron.

Rather difficult to see through, then.

Nah, you just draw them.

Haven't got a pencil.

Pencils are overrated. You can draw breath without one.

And a pint. You can draw a pint.
I'm cheering up now. Doesn't take much.

Well you can pull those as well, but I'd need to draw a few first.

Cornelius wrote: "Well you can pull those as well, but I'd need to draw a few first."

I'll volunteer to help you sink them

Oh it isn't the sinking of said pints I'd have trouble with, it's the drawing. I'm a terrible artist

Well, well, well, This was completely uninformative but at least we know you're still alive and working on the last book.

I can't remember anything about the first two it's been so long, something about rainbows and glitter maybe?

p.s. I rather enjoyed the above dialogue^^

Ponies, Judster. The first two books relate the difficulties of being a purple pony in a world that leans towards a pinker hue. I try and juxtapose stuff with things to make something appear as nothing wherein, hitherto and of course why not.... and I have no idea what the hell I'm talking about. Eventide's probably about swans and the number twelve.

Who cares, just get on and finish it

This sounds like the way Patti talks to Darren!

Yep, but just to spite her I've deleted one random word from the final book. Now it'll take even longer to finish.

That's nearly as bad as removing one random piece from a jigsaw!

I'd find it more amusing to remove the jigsaw entirely except for one piece.

If you took that analogy with your books you could publish them with just one word. They wouldn't take so long to write.

The one word being: 'Puzzling'. The greatest mystery tale of all time.

I vote for 'Plinth'

I always felt that 'Vernacular' was one of his finest works

and the sequel, 'Coruscating'.

I think that was first published for the YA market as 'Sparkle'

Cornelius would never dumb down his work like that!!

Note to self. Next novel must have sparkle, have coruscating characters and be written in the vernacular on a plinth.

works for me, I'd travel to view it :-)

Guaranteed bestseller.

A vernacular plinth being a column?

It could be used as a pedestal.

Gingerlily - The Full Wild wrote: "It could be used as a pedestal."

So long as we don't demand that Cornelius stands upon it, it should be fine

I'm sure he would be willing to step up.....

I saw what you did there.

Make it a low pedestal and I'm in. The fall won't do too much damage when I'm knocked off.

So I've been meaning to do this for the last few Christmaseseseses. For those who actually remember the time when I used to haunt these isles... Merry Christmas. There, I did it! I did it! I remembered. Mic dropped.