Thread:CITRONtanker/@comment-31727837-20170905232923/@comment-28716546-20170908213836

Yep. Anyway, enough of this negativity.

I'm releasing a new standalone story (like That Good Night) that follows Sam and introduces Flora's species the Keidran. Don't worry, it's not the slightest bit edgy and 100% kid-friendly ( except for a subtle innuendo because I just had to ), so enjoy!

Sam was dying. There was no way around it. Galaximus was probably the only being that could match him at full strength, and match him she did. After a climactic and long fight, she found a way to inject ink directly into his blood, and if he was human he would've dropped dead where he stood.

But of course, Sam wasn't human.

He had seen this all before, through his tenth self's eyes. His body laid across the street of the future - well, the present now - Carmen using a regeneration and Peeter's DNA to revive him. But he didn't plan on dying, not today at least.

As Sam fumbled over the controls of the TARDIS, the ink was contaminating his blood, making it too thick to move. He needed to get to a hospital. He could be helped there. It didn't matter if they didn't know how to cure him, he could just skip to the future and get helped there.

Sam tripped out of the TARDIS doors to meet a small town, comprised fully of tiger people wearing no clothes. The ink-contaminated blood couldn't reach his brain, so he said the first thing that came to mind. "Here kitty."