Recipe for pleasure (memorablia again)

Thought I'd make some Riddles. To puzzle any twisted minds. And challenge those who ponder. On what becomes of men in chains: Now, here's the deal. A sudden need to recall that certain magic moment of the third installment, resulted in a day-long, fervent train of thought. And some haunting mental imagery. Clues on how to make fangirls drool with pleasurably naughty fantasies and achieve post-traumatic happiness. Without mentioning the actual program title, to expain the context of the whole thing. I'd rather let it pass unsaid and obvious. But first; you must find a gloomy, mysterious cellar with gratings on the floor in prison-like surroundings. Opt for a far away place, preferrably some kind of space station. Put up some ropes and cut some tyre chains in suitable pieces. Add these to the walls and splash on some neon colours, also including some discreet lightning facilities. Then you take one big, bold, beautiful, muscular, tall, dark, Scottish and (consequently) utterly fantastic charmer, with the bluest-ever gaze and a well-shaped back (...end), who's been starring in scene-versions of Phantom of the Opera and Chicago and thus has the vocal talents of a Singstar God - and you tie him up in there. You add some dirt to his angel-carved face and dress him in excessively figure-hugging clothings, fluff up his hairdo and provide him with plenty of reasons to show outrageous anger, so he can pull on the chains and flex his prev. mentioned muscles. You leave him imprisoned for about a year so that he gets a wee bit looney-tuney and may increase his impossible sexiness by grinning manically and allow his eyes to glitter scaringly. Next, make sure to supply a silly sidekick (preferrably female, so the guys won't feel totally left-out) and an equally handsome best buddy-Casanova, who both ought come to the rescue. Give them all a whole lot of troublesome memories, an unsettled past, a long-lost, heavily-missed girlfriend in common, and loads of unfinished business including an evil-devil villain who's set to conquer the Universe and doom the lot of us, and only Mr. Chained and Casanova and the Silly One can save the world. Whey. You demand to have written an overly non-sensible and hilariously entertaining plot, hire an imaginative director who knows how to control the hunks, add some extras and background material, pay Murray Gold to pling-plong his keyboard just a little, and what do you get?

Well - of course: Captain Jack Harkness, very retired member of the Time Agency, head of the Innuendo Squad preceding Hermits United, also battling our favourite Scissor Sisters-fan! And here you have it! (All images courtesy of the Brilliant Beeb, serve the rights and get the dish flying.)

"Who's Heroic" - [draft] - (another) ode to Le Doc.
By Scaramouche, the po(t)et, and - no need to say I'm still a fan, either. Fanatic all the way; Eccleston! Barrowman! Tennant! And Simm!

Some people claim the luckiest of numbers must be three
yet my own lucky number's ten, and Ten's the one for me
I don't want other heroes, good old Tardis-crew does fine
No need to pray for happy days, The Doctor still makes mine!

And, of course...

You don't get perfect Doctor Who without one Captain Jack
and I won't be content until the Harkness-Hunk is back!
He shot, he danced, he joked, he left - and surely he could flirt
Sure, when he snogs around, he's bound to get some fangirls hurt

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EDIT 07.08.07: ANOTHER POSSIBILITY TO VOTE! AND MAKE SURE YOU DO! Now, this is an opportunity we fangirls don't get very often. Syfy Portal Awards currently holds a voting where the entire Doctor Who-crew; Chris, David, Billie, RTD, as well as the entire 300-crew; Gerard, Lena, etc, are nominated for various, sincerely praising titles and NOT in any (I believe, at least not in many) overlapping categories. So, fans, do vote and do it now! Thanks to billie-piper.net for the reminder and go Gerry & Chris! And Billie, of course! Whey-hoo! ;) Here's the full address for the voting sessions at syfyportal.com:

http://www.syfyportal.com/genre-awards/2007/

And let me also bring to your common attention the fact that David Tennant recently was voted the TV star Britons miss the most when on holiday. How very cute indeed. Apparently somewhat too obsessed by televisionised happenings, the people of Great Britain can't help thinking about their on-screen friends even when secluded from them by their own, open and paid-for choice. Which again has them entering the net in order really to give their support to David, as their favourite missing TV-persona. I couldn't agree more. Bring WHO back, and soon!