Here I bring you the Time Warp, Doctor Who and Torchwood rendition. I hope you all have some good fun out of this. I know it was extremely entertaining to make. Now, go count the naked Jacks.

( More astounding than the Doctor flying the TARDIS with ease. )

So, I've been sick for a while, but here I am with the Torchwood version of this. Enjoy, everyone, and expect the next part soon. Or don't expect it, if you can't handle disappointment well.

( The river of night's dreaming... )

So, here's the latest installment. The next is the same song, only with Torchwood caps. That'll be posted up sometime tomorrow, hopefully. Hope you guys enjoy, as always. Other parts can be found here.

( Flow morphia slow )

The second part. This time fully Gwen/Rhys, because I love them both, I love them together, and I like to entertain the thought of them as Janet and Brad. Here's the first one.

( Oh, G-W-E-N, I love you so! )

So, I've decided to do macros with The Rocky Horror Picture Show songs. Of course, some lyrics are twisted to better fit the Whoverse. First up, Science Fiction Double Feature.

( I want to go, wuh-oh-oh-oh, to the late night double feature picture show. )

Er, I really can't come up with an explanation for either of these.

( Stopwatch jokes are always in. )

Owen, Ianto, and their 'friendship' -- all to the tune of When You're the Best of Friends from The Fox and the Hound.

Blame this on the fact that I watched the movie not too long ago, and got this idea stuck in my mind.

( 'Cause they're the best of friends )

I really have too much time, and the littlest things can inspire me to do crazy macros. This is really not dial-up friendly, having 80 pics. I hope someone somewhere gets a kick out of this. Some lyrics altered to better fit.

Song used: Grace Kelly by Mika

( Why don't you like me? I like you. )

So, it's Inauguration day here in the US, and I thought I'd celebrate with a short macro (I can do those?) involving Master, Donna, and a few others. Enjoy.

Warnings: Possibly lame punchline, but I make up for it with fun faces.

( Dear Rassilon, what are those things?! )

I don't think I have an excuse for this.

Lyrics: It Ain't Hard Being Easy by the Well-Oiled Sisters
Warnings: NSFW, and, well, just general Jackness.

( Not for a honey boy like me. )