Welcome all Wholockers. To Sheronimo. The book where no rant is too long, no fantasy too crazy and no fangirl who isn't absolutely awesome. If you love the good the bad or even the Ood then this is the book for you. Ever wanted to bash Moffat so hard he hits the ceiling? Or complain so much about a plotline it makes even the Face of Boe cry? Or remind yourself of the good ol' days before the Rienbach or Doomsday and where MOFFAT DIDN'T RUIN EVERYTHING! *shoots wall angrily* (did I mention Moffat hating?) So put on your sand shoes, bow ties, trench coats and fez's (or deerstalkers if you prefer) and prepare for a Wholock filled fantasy where every rant is allowed! See you there! :-D

Only the strongest will get through the horrors that face them after a strange alien species arrives at our planet. Loosly labled 'the things',these creatures cannot be trusted. Welcome to a world where heroism is stupidity, the best thing to do is just hide and hope you're good at it......

Hardcore gangster fruit. A Lonely leaf blower. A dude called Greg and a rock enthusiast. That's really the only way to sum up this weird story-ish thing.

When Harmony sneaks into a blocked off building at night, she doesn't expect it to change her life forever. Hmm, a zombie slaying cat? Why not!

Random poem of an object. Hope you like it!

Woof Woof! Oh sorry, I forgot humans don't speak dog. Hello people of the world. I am the typical house pet that has a boring life. But, no need to fear, for I have a plan. This is a story of adventure you wouldn't want to miss.

After Trenzalore, the Doctor and his faithful companion Clara are stuck in London whilst he fixes the TARDIS. The day unfortunately goes unplanned when Clara is attacked savagely by a viscous creature, that, for once not even the Doctor can ward off. Blaming himself for her probable death, The Doctor goes into the TARDIS to find someone has left a message. Clara is not dead but to get her back he must give back something, something he stole. Will The Doctor save Clara, loosing something he has been with almost his whole life, or will he be led to believe that after saving the universe multiple times, there is one thing he should know. The universe doesn't care.

I close the front door behind me, placing my back against it. What have I done? My heart is racing, my palms her sweaty and thought of the responsibility is a daunting one. Clara is a 16 year old about to take her GCSEs. Her world is turned upside down when her mum is sectioned under the mental health act. Taking on all the responsibility at home, will she be able to cope? A story about maturity, self belief and love that comes in all forms. -MunchmalToblerone-