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Gwen shuffled through the documents looking for the missing medical report. "Tosh, have you got the autopsy file?"

"No." Tosh didn't look up from her screen. "Owen still has it."

"That should have been ready hours ago." Gwen stood up and stretched the kinks out of her neck. "I'll go check if he's finished."

"He's not." Tosh opened a scoreboard. "The high score has been creeping up for the past 24 hours. Owen is locked in mortal combat with an opponent using the handle Dreamcatcher."

"I'm sorry?"

"He's being thrashed at Desktop Tower Defence by a twelve-year-old girl."


tw100challenge #20: reverse fandom: doctor who: the war machines


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3rd Apr, 2007 12:51 (UTC)
Ah, yes, computers -- the greatest work-aid device ever. :-)
3rd Apr, 2007 22:38 (UTC)
Guaranteed to suck you into even more time-killing activities in the pursuit of avoiding work.
4th Apr, 2007 03:48 (UTC)
Yeah, that's where I was going with that.
4th Apr, 2007 04:52 (UTC)
And now I'll inflict Desktop Tower Defence on you. We may not see you for a while around these parts if you start playing.
4th Apr, 2007 15:30 (UTC)
Looks interesting ... TOO interesting. I've done the game addiction thing before, back in the Atari days -- I had to quit cold turkey and go on a twelve step program. Can't do games anymore, I'm afraid; I have too much of an addictive personality. I'm very lucky I never took up smoking or drinking (heavily).
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