We’ve been talking a bit about Doctor Who fanfiction over at one of the Kim Possible Forums and I wanted to direct their users to a Daria – Doctor Who fanfiction work written by Yui Daoren called Doctor Who Gives a Damn. Problem is the site censor is eating the title and throwing in a changed word causing the link to become a 404.
So I’m going to link to this post and then have you go over there from here.
If you haven’t seen, I’ve gone ahead and added in a poll plug in here. You can see the complete list of polls on the archive page. Hopefully it’ll work for you. It was kind of a pain to set up in this theme. The plug in is provided by GaMerZ so his site gets a shout out. Only one poll so far for what I should write next. The choices are:
My Kim Possible series: Mission to Hell. So far we’ve got Chapters One and Two.
My Daria – Star Frontiers crossover: Crash on Volturnus. You can read Chapter One here with four additional chapter written.
Convert the Star Frontiers story line over to Kim Possible and run with that. The issue with that would be that Kim doesn’t normally use any weapons and it would not be canon.
You’ll also note that I have also listed a list of the most read posts over to the left. The count is way off though. That FAQ I did for uploading pictures over at :wp.com: is showing almost 500 views so far on the backend. I guess I have some editing to do in the near future.
Daria, dressed in a silver jump suit walks through a Lawndale High corridor. We hear the following voice over as she slides on a pair of elbow pads and straps on a helmet, tucking her hair underneath.
VO: It’s been said that the test of a woman’s courage is how she performs in the face of danger. Well, in the next half hour, you’re gonna meet a very unique breed of cat. The kind of woman who doesn’t know the meaning of the word fear. Daria Morgendorffer, part-time high school student, full-time daredevil. A woman willing to risk her life for the sake of adventure. She has to chase it, confront it, and whip it. Daria Morgendorffer, Danger Seeker!
She stops directly in front of Jane and takes a deep breath. Jane is inquizative with the strangely dressed Daria.
“Jane, I kissed your boyfriend.”
Daria turns and runs like a bat out of hell as Jane’s mouth drops.
Daria took a sip of her soda. It had been an easy day for the most part as she glaced over her ticket screen. A couple of plug ins she had to install for some of her users, a small bug report, and someone asking for an extention on their bill. She wondered what was for dinner as she opened her next ticket.
“Something doesn’t work on my website. It’s real annoying. Fix it.”
Daria paused. Now that was different. No wonder the techs with the company she outsourced her level one tech support had forwarded it on to her. She looked to see who submitted the ticket. Daria didn’t recognize the return email address. That was a tad unusual but not unheard of. Might be someone travelling. ‘Oh well’ she thought as she began pasting in her response.
“Thank you for contacting Customer Support. Unfortunately, we are unable to assist you without more details concerning the problem you are having, for example, the URL of the website you are visiting. If you are able to, please submit the webpage you are having the issue with and we will get right back to you. Best regards, etc…”
She didn’t have to wait long for the response.
“That’s why I’m paying you money. Fix the problem I’m having.”
Daria slapped her arm and said, “Die, you unclean spawn of Barch.” She lifted her hand to see the mangled remains of a mosquito.
Quinn looked over. “Ewwwww!!!! Daria, how could you?”
“Don’t worry. We can fix him.” Daria pulled out a device and slowly passed it over the dead blob on her arm. After a few moments, Daria paused and looked at the device. “Oh, my mistake. That’s a salt shaker.” She tossed it over her shoulder, pulled out a second device and began passing that over the blob. This device gave off a siren type noise.