<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:15:24.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster and Villain Files</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-7115526781396500332</id><published>2008-12-18T18:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:42:31.660Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Monsters and Villains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STcH5GHbwzI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/bOsxaUwmWSg/s1600-h/screen-capture-2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275694165963555634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 202px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STcH5GHbwzI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/bOsxaUwmWSg/s400/screen-capture-2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Without monsters and evil beings, the show wouldn't be named Doctor Who! Here you can read about all those terrifying and dangerous creatures waiting in the darkness and the wicked mad-men, who make our Saturday nights really come to life. These are the other-worldly beings that will most likely make you hide behind the sofa, children and adults! There are so many different types of aliens the Doctor has encountered since 2005, from the lovable little blobs of fat, the &lt;a href="http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/adipose.html"&gt;Adipose&lt;/a&gt;, to the most spine-chilling monster of them all, the &lt;a href="http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/weeping-angels.html"&gt;Weeping Angels&lt;/a&gt;. Or how about find out the different types of Daleks there have been, or the parallel &lt;a href="http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/cybermen.html"&gt;Cybermen&lt;/a&gt;? You get the war-hungry &lt;a href="http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/sontarans.html"&gt;Sontarans&lt;/a&gt;, the gaseous &lt;a href="http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/gelth.html"&gt;Gelth&lt;/a&gt; and the waspish &lt;a href="http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/vespiform.html"&gt;Vespiform&lt;/a&gt;, to the rhino-like &lt;a href="http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/judoon.html"&gt;Judoon&lt;/a&gt; and the Shadow Proclamation. Enter the world of Monsters and Villains... And DON'T BLINK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-7115526781396500332?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7115526781396500332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7115526781396500332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/monsters-and-villains-without-monsters.html' title=''/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STcH5GHbwzI/AAAAAAAAEMQ/bOsxaUwmWSg/s72-c/screen-capture-2.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-115455442148259956</id><published>2008-12-18T17:08:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:22:12.972Z</updated><title type='text'>The Brethren</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-4-16.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-4-16.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Presumably Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tooth and Claw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Scotland, there was a group made up of humans, called the Brethren, who were much like Monks, and believed in their own religions they made up. When we saw them, they were dressed in orange robes, and sometimes wore brown cloaks. They were bold, and were very good at the marshal arts, but they did not use guns all that often. A spaceship crashed sometime in the 1540s, containing a small werewolf, and they believed that they had to try and help it. Instead of worshipping God, as they used to, they started worshipping the wolf instead. They got so obsessed by their religion that they wanted the werewolf to bite Queen Victoria, so she would then become a wolf as well. So in 1879, they led her to a house, which they had taken over, in the middle of Scotland (Torchwood House), and planned the whole thing, led by Father Angelo. They were wanting to start 'The Empire of the Wolf', but the plan was stopped by the Doctor. One strange thing was that the Werefolf was afraid of mistletoe, and they used the plant to keep the werewolf away, fearful of it biting them. This may mean that they trained the werewolf into thinking it was scared of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-115455442148259956?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/115455442148259956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=115455442148259956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/115455442148259956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/115455442148259956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/brethren.html' title='The Brethren'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-871280277452029717</id><published>2008-12-18T16:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:07:59.025Z</updated><title type='text'>The Editor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-3-25.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-3-25.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Long Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Editor was a pale-faced human that we saw on Satellite Five, a spaceship orbiting Earth. He served the Jagrafess, who was a large creature hidden at the top of, Floor 500, of the spacestation. He managed all the operations, which were broadcasting constant news to six hundred channels back on Earth, but he was unseen to anyone on any lower level. In the time that he lived, around the year 200,000, people on Satellite Five had chips built into their heads to access any computer systems on the ship. He monitored all thoughts and feelings of these people via this chip. He was able to see whatever people knew, and used frozen slaves to help him contorl everything. he was also able to detect when something was wrong, and if a piece of news was false. He captured the Doctor and Rose, when he knew that they were not supposed to be there, as Adam accidentally gave him access to information about the Doctor, knowing that he was a Time Lord and travelled around the universe in the Tardis. cathica stopped his wrong-doing, when she connected to the computer to change the temperature of Floor 500, to hot, and the Jagrafess exploded, presumably killing the Editor as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-871280277452029717?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/871280277452029717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=871280277452029717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/871280277452029717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/871280277452029717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/editor.html' title='The Editor'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6171897422668343036</id><published>2008-12-18T15:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:27:22.080Z</updated><title type='text'>Forest of Cheem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-1-28.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-1-28.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Originally Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The End of the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Forest of Cheem are an alien species we saw in the year five billion. They say that they descended from the rainforests on Earth, but have evolved so that now they are intelligent, have faces and can talk. There are just a group of them, and they are all made of wood, but look quite human in fashion. members of the group can be found anywhere, saying they have 'roots' everywhere. The Forest of Cheem are very important for other planets, as they make up some of the holdings and forests on the land. A group of three members came to watch the destruction of Earth, on Platform One, along with many other-worldly guests. Their leader was Jabe, and the other two were called Lute and Coffa. Although they used technology, they were said not to understand it, as they are only made of wood, and metal is a completely different thing to them. They knew about the Time Lords, and the war against them and the Daleks. Jabe helped the Doctor to get the shields back online on Platform One, after the evil Cassandra de-activated them. It was too hot for Jabe, where she and the Doctor went, next to massive fans, and burnt up, but died as a hero. Lute and Coffa were very sad at the news. It is also said that they were first created by the Brothers of Hame, in the far future, who experimented on trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-2-22.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-2-22.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6171897422668343036?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6171897422668343036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6171897422668343036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6171897422668343036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6171897422668343036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/forest-of-cheem.html' title='Forest of Cheem'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6023264809401283986</id><published>2008-12-18T14:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:53:37.513Z</updated><title type='text'>Plasmavore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-47.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-47.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unknown (possibly Mutter's Spiral)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Near-Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Smith and Jone&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plasmavores actually look a lot like humans, but you may think differently when seeing the name. They suck blood of any creature to survive, and they need the blood to absorb the amount of salt they needed. They murdered people they pleased, across the galaxy, and so they were very commonly known as criminals to everyone who knew. One such Plasmavore landed on Earth, in hiding, and took place in a hospital. She used the name Florence Finnegan, an elderly woman, to distract any attention. Because she looked human, it was a benefit for her, as no-one thought at all that she was any kind of alien. She was hiding from the Judoon, who wanted her dead, after she had murdered the Child Princess of Padrivole Regency 9. When she needed to, she would corner someone and drink their blood out of a straw, and she used two slabs as her guards. The Judoon, using an H20 scoop, took the hospital from Earth, and landed it on the moon. The Judoon landed in their ships and came into the hospital to find her. Because this was happening, drinking human blood was useful, as the Judoon were not able to detect that she was not a human. This was because when she drank the blood she was able to assimilate is into her own systems, the Judoon scanner reading her as human. Her plan failed though, when she drank the Doctor's blood, which was alien, and she was found. At first the Judoon thought that it was the Doctor who was the criminal, but later found out it was her and destroyed the Plasmoavore with it's blaster, shortly after one of her slabs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6023264809401283986?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6023264809401283986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6023264809401283986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6023264809401283986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6023264809401283986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/plasmavore.html' title='Plasmavore'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-4504779553021724946</id><published>2008-12-17T18:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:10:48.237Z</updated><title type='text'>Dalek Fleet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Episode%20Guides/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-4-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Episode%20Guides/screen-capture-4-1.png" alt="Bad Wolf" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Skaro &amp;amp; Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dalek/Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bad Wolf, The Parting of the Ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time the Doctor encountered a mass on Daleks since the Time War was in the year 200,100. The fleet was controlled by the Emperor Dalek, who had led the Daleks in the Last Great Time War, when they fought against the Time Lords. During this, the Doctor's home planet, gallifrey, was destroyed. It was no wonder, then, when he first saw the hovering spacships outside te Gamestation, orbiting Earth in that era. There were many Dalek saucers, very big and prominent. In the middle wad the mothership, many times bigger than the other ships, which contained the Emperor. In the war, this fleet was made up of 10 million ships, but there were much less during this invasion. So many Daleks were destroyed that the Emperor had to build a new race, and used humans transported from the Gamestation to do it. In the end, there were 200 ships, but unfortunately for the Daleks, they were destroyed into just plain atoms by Rose Tyler, after she had absorbed the time vortex in her head, meaning that she could control anything that she wanted. She was then the 'Bad Wolf'. Before this, though, the Daleks used a missile to try and destory the Tardis, but did not succed because of the Tardis' new shields. The Daleks flew out of the ships to try and take over Earth, also trying to destroy anyone on the Gamestation in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-4504779553021724946?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4504779553021724946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=4504779553021724946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/4504779553021724946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/4504779553021724946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/dalek-fleet.html' title='Dalek Fleet'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Episode%20Guides/th_screen-capture-4-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-5371865501677685225</id><published>2008-12-17T18:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:56:57.115Z</updated><title type='text'>Nestene Consciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-4-13.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-4-13.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Polymos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Plastic/Humanoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nestene Consciousness appeared to be just a clump of molten plastic, who had powers over anything plastic. It could do anything it wanted with any type of plastic, in any shape or form, and usually used them as it's soldiers. These are sometimes known as Autons, and objects used quite a lot are shop window dummies. They look like people, and so are a great deal of use. Before the Time War, the Nestene resembled a giant octopus, but after its stresses during the war it became more liquid in form. Also, in this time, we could see hints of a humanoid face on the creature. The Nestene arrived on Earth in 2005 because of this battle, and needed sources of food and a planet, and Earth fulfilled those needs. Earth also is also a large source of oil and smoke, which it wanted. And so, it wanted to destroy the human race with it's plastic abilities to have the planet for its own. It used warp-shunt technology to animate plastic on Earth, and slowly started doing this on various objects. It knew the Doctor was on Earth, and was fearful, and so set out in capturing him. He used one of the Doctor's friend's boyfriend, and replaced him with a plastic version. The Doctor got away, but it decided that he was too much of a threat and so carried out the main part of the plan immediately. It used the London Eye to transmit the signal, animating anything plastic-based on Earth. But with Rose's help, they flung a test-tube full of anti-plastic to destroy the creature, and it exploded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-5371865501677685225?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5371865501677685225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=5371865501677685225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5371865501677685225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5371865501677685225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/nestene-consciousness.html' title='Nestene Consciousness'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-5960661442953528650</id><published>2008-12-15T18:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:38:27.442Z</updated><title type='text'>Pilot Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-3-24.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-3-24.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Robotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Christmas Invasion, The Runaway Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pilot Fish are a group of robot scavengers, who normally served different aliens rather than making their own plans. Strangely, the only times we have seen them on Earth have been very close to Christmas, and because of this, dressed as Santa Claus a lot of the time, when out in public. In Christmas 2006, the robots served the Sycorax, who were determined to enslave the human race. They came down to Earth, and played Christmas carols, with brass instruments, which were, in reality, lethal weapons. Rose, who was out shopping at the time with her boyfriend, Mickey, was suspicious of them, and when they pointed their instruments horizontally and started firing them as guns and flame throwers, she was right to be wary. They both ran away, knowing that they were wanting the Doctor, after undergoing his regeneration cycle. Having this regeneration meant he breathed out yellow matter out of his mouth once in a while, drawing the alien Sycorax to Earth. They both rushed in to her own flat (with her Mum, Jackie), and saw a Christmas tree which was different to the one they had seen before. Jackie thought it was from Rose, but then it started to spin and cut down anything that lay in its way. Eventually, Rose woke the Doctor up who was lying in bed, and the Doctor destroyed the tree. They all went outside and saw the Pilot Fish with a remote control, presumably to command the tree. He pointed his Sonic Screwdriver at them and they teleported off. Another event occurred a year later, at Donna Noble's wedding reception (which had gone completely wrong). The Doctor sensed danger and headed to the windows, to see the building surrounded by Pilot Fish, still looking like Santas, but slightly different to the previous ones. They used another remote to control killer baubles on the two Christmas trees in the building, while everyone was having a party. Most people thought it was great, until they started dropping like bombs. They formed a line at the back of the room, but the Doctor used his screwdriver to create such a loud noise, using the Hi-Fi system, until the vibrations caused them to break down. Just like last year, they used brass instruments again, but this time in the day. They were serving the Empress of the Racnoss, and one of them drove Donna away in a taxi. Donna, suspicious after it had turned in the wrong direction, pulled off the Santa mask and hood it was wearing, and underneath was a robotic-style golden mask. While in the Empress' lair, they had taken off their costumes, and wore black cloaks, armed with guns. The Doctor was able to turn off the Pilot Fish, with a remote he had taken off them. Who knows when they might pop up again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-5960661442953528650?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5960661442953528650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=5960661442953528650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5960661442953528650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5960661442953528650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/pilot-fish.html' title='Pilot Fish'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-2396294724534651451</id><published>2008-12-15T17:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:40:40.245Z</updated><title type='text'>Robot Spiders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-45.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-45.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Created by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cassandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Arachnid Robot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The End of the World, New Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These metal robots in the shape of spiders were used by the &lt;a href="http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/cassandra-obrien17.html"&gt;Lady Cassandra&lt;/a&gt; around the year five billion, to cause trouble. They were used on two occasions that we know of. The first was on Platform One, when many different aliens came to witness the end of the Earth on the spacestation. She hid them inside silver orbs, carried in by other robots she called the 'Adherents of the Repeated Meme', who then gave them to different guests, eventually opening up so the small creature could escape and do what it needed to. &lt;a href="http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/cassandra-obrien17.html"&gt;Cassandra&lt;/a&gt; wanted to destroy the ship and claim the money for her insurance. She succeded for a while, and they killed a few people, including a blue cleaning lady, and infiltrated Platform One's systems. The plan went wrong when the Doctor interfered, realising what she was up to, and deactivated them, killing them. They returned on New Earth, and used them outside the hospital that Cassandra was hiding in, and found, with the camera inside the spider, Rose Tyler, companion of the Doctor. Both she, and her servant, Chip, spyed on them with the robot. The robot spiders had 4 legs, which could bend in any direction they wanted, and two disc-shaped boy parts, the top having a red light , which they used to see and project light, to see clearer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-2396294724534651451?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2396294724534651451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=2396294724534651451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2396294724534651451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2396294724534651451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/robot-spiders.html' title='Robot Spiders'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-4558738929994545011</id><published>2008-12-12T17:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:32:49.636Z</updated><title type='text'>The Graske</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-9-5.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-9-5.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Griffoth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Humanoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Attack of the Graske&lt;/span&gt;, Music of the Spheres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Graske was a small creature, with three tentacle-like protrusions on their head. They had quite pale brown, pebbly skin. They were not very good at speaking native languages, as their grammar is not at a very high standard and short, simple sentences. They had a useful teleport device and they were able to take people and replace them with changelings which looked exactly like them, keeping the original in stasis chambers on their home planet, Griffoth. This was done quickly, and the only way of telling that it was changeling would be if you saw them one moment with green glowing eyes. They didn't invade planets like other aliens did, but just made small changes here and there, as they wanted. At one point, one Graske set out stealing people from various different Christmasses. He took them back to Griffoth, and also in chambers were creatures like a Slitheen. The plan was thwarted by the Doctor, returning anyone who had been captured. Another time, a short story, was when the Doctor was composing a piece in hid Tardis called Ode to the Universe, and a Graske landed in the ship. He was asked to leave, but then he warned the Doctor of a portal that had opened in the Tardis, to the Albert Hall. While the Doctor was talking to the many people watching him at the non-fictional Doctor Who Prom, the Graske escaped to the hall, with the Doctor's water pistol. The Doctor was able to get the Graske back and close the portal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-4558738929994545011?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4558738929994545011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=4558738929994545011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/4558738929994545011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/4558738929994545011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/graske.html' title='The Graske'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-8115186791679010447</id><published>2008-12-12T16:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:50:50.797Z</updated><title type='text'>Slabs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-7-7.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-7-7.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Robot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Smith and Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slabs were robotic aliens that served anyone they wanted, but did not give out their own orders. They are made of pure leather, all the way through their body, and sometimes looked very similar to motorbike couriers. They wore helmets, which were not made of leather. They do not look too suspicious, making them very reliable and useful. They are not able to speak, and they don't need to, as the person they serve will do all the talking. It is said that they always travel in pairs. Two of them served a Plasmavore, disguised as an old women, a patient who went by the name of Florence Finnegan, in the Royal Hope Hospital. The Judoon, to find the Plasmavore, after it had commited a crime, used an H20 scoop to send the hospital to the moon, to find the culprit. They could be killed by a very powerful weapon i.e. a Judoon blaster, or by high levels of radiation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-8115186791679010447?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8115186791679010447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=8115186791679010447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8115186791679010447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8115186791679010447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/slabs.html' title='Slabs'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6835488211830660639</id><published>2008-12-12T15:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:13:47.587Z</updated><title type='text'>Cassandra O'Brien.Δ17</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-5-9.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-5-9.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The End of the World, New Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lady Cassandra believed herself to be the last living 'pure' human of the year five billion, when the Doctor and Rose came to witness the end of the Earth. Though she is supposed to be dead, she is not, as she has gone through 708 operations, mainly plastic surgery (at least when the Doctor and Rose first saw her), and her appearance, therefore, resembled a extremely thin slice of skin, held up like a trampoline on a metal surround. You could still see her eyes and mouth, and she could still talk. Her brain was concealed in a jar below her body. She states that she is the last 'pure' human, as every other human being had gone and interbred with other species, which Cassandra herself had never done. To stop her from drying out too much, she always had one or more servants to moisturise her every so often. The Lady also revealed some of the past about her parents. They had brought her up on Earth, where she was born, and lived on the edge of the "Los Angeles Crevasse". Beofre they gave birth to her, she said that her father was a Texan and her mother was from the Arctic Circle. As it is in the future, this is possible. We first encountered thin thin fiend on the spacestation 'Platform One'. This craft was a temporary place, which many aliens came to witness the Earth's destruction. She used robots, which looked very similar to spiders, who damaged the computer systems. They also joined allies with the Adherents of the Repeated Meme, which then directed the attention off her, claiming that she had nothing to do with the goings on. She would collect the money gained by insurance that would be given to her, after it made it seem like she was taken hostage, so she could have more operations. The Doctor figured it out, and told everyone, so Cassandra teleported away. The shields around the spacestation had ben cut off, leaving everyone inside to burn. Some did die, like Jabe, who helped the Doctor get the shields back online again. Afterwards, the Doctor found a device to reverse the teleport, forcing Cassandra back. There was no-one there to moisturise her, and so she became too dry and stretched, eventually exploing, blood and skin flying everywhere. Her bain was unharmed. She came back for revenge on New Earth, and identified Rose Tyler, companion to the Doctor. The Doctor had regenerated, so couldn't tell who he was. Having her eyes and brain reserved, and more skin, this time taken from the backside of her original body, she was reborn. Her assistant was a clone called Chip, and they both hid in the New Earth hospital basement. She controlled a lift, which brought Rose down to her level. She was tired of her sheet of skin, and so used a psychograft to transfer her mind into Rose's. This was not just revenge, though, as she knew the Sisters of Plenitude (who ran the hospital) were up to something. She swapped between Rose's and the Doctor's body, until she eventually found what she was looking for. She and the Doctor found diseased clones hidden inside ods in the lower levels, and took action. At the end of the story, Chip was dying, and she knew she was going the same way, so she transfered her conscuousness into him. Just before she died, the Doctor showed sympathy, and took her back in time in his Tardis to when she was much younger, to see what she had been all that time ago. She said how beautiful she was, and then died in her younger self's arms...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6835488211830660639?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6835488211830660639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6835488211830660639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6835488211830660639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6835488211830660639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/cassandra-obrien17.html' title='Cassandra O&apos;Brien.Δ17'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-7541706933039403456</id><published>2008-12-10T16:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:11:00.429Z</updated><title type='text'>Data Ghost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-8-6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-8-6.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone died in the 51st century, they would have their comm devices to create a digital impression of the living consciousness of the person, after they were dead, as if they were alive again, and you could hear them. People who were conscious would be able to speak to them, in their last dying moments, and they could speak back. But after a while of this, it gets confused, and doesn't work properly, repeating things it says and making odd statements, not meaning anything or contributing to the situation. As we saw in the Silence in the Library two-parter, the speaker in which you can hear the person talking after they've perished is located at the top of their white suits. When there are green lights on the ghost bar, without them blinking, you are able to work out that the person's alive, but if they are blinking, and there are fewer of them, it means that they are dead. As we saw in the story, the Vashta Nerada ate both Daves, but they could still walk, and were not properly dead at the time. Data Ghosts can also be stored on a hard drive, and the conscious self can be living inside a computer. This is sometimes referred to as 'cheating death'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-7541706933039403456?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7541706933039403456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=7541706933039403456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7541706933039403456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7541706933039403456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/data-ghost.html' title='Data Ghost'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-7553882189723647802</id><published>2008-12-10T10:49:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:19:58.243Z</updated><title type='text'>The Hoix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-5-8.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-5-8.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Humanoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Love &amp;amp; Monsters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hoix only appeared briefly in Doctor Who, when Elton Pope went searching for the Doctor. He saw the Tardis outside a warehouse, and so went in to find the Time Lord and his companion. He found them both chasing this gruesome looking monster who had brown skin, sharp teeth and exposed gums. The Hoix stared at Elton, but the Doctor distracted it with a large slice of raw meat. Rose threw the wrong bucket of liquid over the creature, which in fact made it more angry than it was. It started chasing them all round the building, until the Doctor took a good look at Elton, asking if he had seen him before. At this point, Elton ran away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-7553882189723647802?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7553882189723647802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=7553882189723647802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7553882189723647802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7553882189723647802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoix.html' title='The Hoix'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6667847001890297268</id><published>2008-12-10T10:07:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:19:30.752Z</updated><title type='text'>Lone Dalek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-4-10.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-4-10.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Skaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Dalek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Dalek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor believed that every member of the Dalek race had been wiped out in the Time War, against the race and the Time Lords. But he was wrong, as he found out when he came to Earth in 2012, under the salt plains of Utah. There was a secret base here, called the Vault, run by multi-billionaire Henry Van Statten, in which he kept many alien artefacts he had collected, for his own, personal, collection. One of these objects was a being he liked to call the 'Metaltron', and was locked up, damaged, and being tortured by one of his men. He had not realised how dangerous he was at first. The Doctor found out what it was, but Van Statten just ignored him. Rose, and new friend, Adam, went to visit the metal creature. She felt sorry for it, and so lightly touched it with the palm of her hand. Her DNA seeped into the Dalek and it awoke. It escaped the chains that surrounded him, and chased after everyone stationed in the base. It absorbed information and power from one of the computers, giving it full ability to do anything it wanted. The Dalek killed many people, and could fly up staircases, but then it started to go wrong. It felt emotions that Rose did, and when Rose became trapped in a corridor, instead of the Dalek exterminating her, it saved her life. Rose stated that it was 'beginning to question itself'. In the end, it realised its wrong-doing, after the Doctor had threatened it with a big gun, which Rose was annoyed with. The Lone Dalek blew a hole in the roof, to see sunlight, but used its sense-spheres to commit suicide and blew up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6667847001890297268?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6667847001890297268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6667847001890297268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6667847001890297268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6667847001890297268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/lone-dalek.html' title='Lone Dalek'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-7720605569736578932</id><published>2008-12-05T15:31:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:52:39.964Z</updated><title type='text'>Nanogenes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-30.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-30.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Robot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The Empty Child, The Doctor Dances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Captain Jack, a Time Agent, landed a Chula Ambulance in the centre on London in the 1940s, in the middle of the second world war to try and sell it, without telling the buyer that it was going to be destroyed in the near future by a bomb. He had not realised that inside the ambulance, there were Nanogenes, which are tiny glowing robots, capable of healing any wounds it comes across in a matter of seconds. They escaped out of the alien vehicle, and the first person they came across was a dead child, called Jamie, who had been killed wearing a gas mask, with injuries on the head and hand. They saw this child as a normal human, and then, as Jamie acting as a template, set out to turn everyone else the same way alive or dead, with the same injuries and a gas mask. The mask became unremovable, sealed to the face of the victim. Whenever anyone in this state touched somebody that was not, the person who wasn't was transformed by the Nanogenes as well! The influence of the Nanogenes, the person's physical abilities increased tremendously, including communication with electronic equipment, and appearing to have more strength than a normal human of that age. With the help of the Doctor, Nancy, who had been found out to be Jamie's mother, and the child himself joined together, and the Nanogenes studied the DNA between mother and child and realised what they had done wrong. The changed Jamie back to his original state, and as they now knew they were incorrect, did the same for everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-7720605569736578932?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7720605569736578932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=7720605569736578932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7720605569736578932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7720605569736578932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/nanogenes.html' title='Nanogenes'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-5809143077552178819</id><published>2008-12-05T14:50:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:48:39.246Z</updated><title type='text'>Miss Foster (Matron Cofelia)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-1-11.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-1-11.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Race:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Unknown, possibly Classabinidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Partners In Crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Foster, or Matron Cofelia of the Five-Straighten Classabindi Nursery Fleet-Intergalactic Class as she is sometimes referred to, was one of the wet nurses set out to breed new Adipose, after their home planet went missing. Miss Foster looked like an ordinary human businesswoman, with blonde hair and a 'super nanny' look. She was given her job from the Adiposian First Family, whose orders were to breed a new generation of these Adipose. She had seeds, but needed somewhere for them to be born. She found Earth, after traveling across the galaxy, and thought it was a great place for them, as many of the humans were obesity on a high scale. In London, she set up a company called Adipose Industries, to secretly make the new off-spring. She made diet pills, which was a very good and effective way of losing weight. But, for the humans, they weren't in such luck. These pills were disguised Adipose seeds. It meant that it would cause human fat (or adipose tissue) to go through parthenogenesis, thus creating some Adipose children. From these people who took the so-called 'pills', a new Adipose would be born every night, while the human was sleeping, and Miss Foster's trusted followers would collect them. When all the children were fully ready to be born, she sped up the process, putting many people in potential danger of death, if the Doctor had not stopped her. When many new Adipose were born, the March of the Adipose began, with many blobs of fat in the street, creating ten thousand new off-spring. All the humans survived, and a good outcome was the loss of weight caused. Unfortunately, before the march, Stacy Campbell, an ordinary person which Donna asked a few questions about Adipose Industries, was reduced to a number of baby Adipose due to the Adipose Industries, due to a pendant Donna had received from the company. A Nursery Ship arrived in the city to take the Adipose away, with beams of light, flying up into the ship. The First Family, who knew what they were doing was illegal, by laws of the Shadow Proclamation, decided to get rid of Miss Foster, by allowing her to drop to her death, from the height of the Adipose Industries building! And so, she was never spoken of again. She had had a large amount of gadgets, most of which we probably did not see, including her Sonic Pen which she tried to use against the Doctor in a number of different ways, and acted just like the Doctor's screwdriver. In one circumstance, she used it to cut through ropes of metal holding up a window-cleaning lift, with the Doctor and Donna in. Luckily, the Doctor's sonic was too powerful, and she dropped it, landing in the Doctor's hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-5809143077552178819?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5809143077552178819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=5809143077552178819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5809143077552178819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5809143077552178819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/miss-foster-matron-cofelia.html' title='Miss Foster (Matron Cofelia)'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-3571303106092932271</id><published>2008-12-04T17:24:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:00:40.111Z</updated><title type='text'>The Flesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-5-3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-5-3.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; New Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Diseased Humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; New Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the name referred to the diseased humans found in the New Earth hospital around the year five billion. The Doctor gets suspicious of the Sisters of Plenitude, the workers and owners of the hospital, when he finds out that they are able to cure any disease that anybody seems to get. Cassandra, hiding in the hospital, also thinks that the sisters are up to no good, so escapes into Rose's body. The Doctor and Rose/Cassandra go into the basement, to find many green pods, with humans infected with every disease in the universe! We find out that the 'Cat Nuns' are doing this so that they can test cures on them. Using a trial and improvement method, they are able to come up with the 'perfect cure'. Obviously, this is not fair on those poor humans, which could die at any moment, locked away in the pods, and so they are committing a crime that they will later regret. Rose accidentally opens all the pods, so the flesh escape, and cause havoc round the hospital, infecting everything and everyone they touch. The Doctor and Rose get together every cure to revert them back to normal, and with the use of a lift, and some talking, are able to cure them, with the packs on his suit he strapped on, and spraying at them. They are very thankful of the Doctor, but the sisters are arrested, and taken away by the New New York police.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-3571303106092932271?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3571303106092932271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=3571303106092932271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3571303106092932271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3571303106092932271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/flesh.html' title='The Flesh'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-5-3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-2084320504775029065</id><published>2008-12-04T13:53:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:00:12.625Z</updated><title type='text'>Space Pig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-1-3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-1-3.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Earth (but made on Slitheen Ship)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Humanoid (Genetically Modified Pig)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Aliens of London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Slitheen attacked Earth in 2006, they wanted to be as secret as possible at first, and not raise any alarm. They used a normal pig. They took the animal and genetically modified it, to make it more alien. It became a lot more like a human, or humanoid, standing up on two feet, rather than all fours but could not talk, and had an enhanced brain. The Slitheen wrapped him in an alien-looking space suit, to divert the human's attention on Earth to it, rather than the plotting villains. They set up a spaceship, with the space pig inside, and launched the ship from the North Sea, and into London. It hit Big Ben, and destroyed the upper part of it, and landed it in the middle of the Thames river, twelve hours later from when it set off. Humans were then only suspicious of the pig, and not the alien threat that was building up around them. It was taken in at the Albion Hospital, and was treated by Toshiko Sato, later part of the Torchwood team, based in Cardiff. The Doctor came to study it, but it ran free, and was shot by a member of the army. The Doctor was disappointed, and claimed that the pig had caused to harm to them whatsoever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-2084320504775029065?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2084320504775029065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=2084320504775029065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2084320504775029065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2084320504775029065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/space-pig.html' title='Space Pig'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-1-3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-5175146382149186497</id><published>2008-12-03T22:46:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:09:08.943Z</updated><title type='text'>Robotic Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-3-10.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-3-10.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Created by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pilot Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Robotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Christmas Invasion, The Runaway Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strange name for a monster, but there was actually a real killer Christmas Tree! We know of two events that occurred with these menaces. The first struck the Tyler flat, located inside the Powell Estate in London, on Christmas Eve 2006. It wrecked havoc trying to get to the Doctor, with the Pilot Fish using a remote control to manage it. But the Doctor had just been through his regeneration cycle, and so was not fully awake. Rose, Jackie and Mickey were all in the apartment at the time. Rose and Jackie were both intrigued to find this new tree in their house, and claimed that they had nothing to do with it. It then started to spin, with three different sections moving in different directions. It played the song 'Jingle Bells' and spun out of control, tearing apart everything in its path, including one of the bedroom's walls (where the Doctor was sleeping). All three of the conscious beings were terrified at the sight of it. Rose whispered in the Doctor's ear, asking for help, and the Doctor awoke suddenly, pointed his sonic screwdriver at the tree, and it exploded. And then, on the same day a year later, the Pilot Fish were back for revenge. They needed to take Donna Noble away for the Empress of the Racnoss, and so invaded her wedding ceremony, that in the end had not gone to plan. This time, they did something a little different with the trees. They used killer baubles, on the trees, that they controlled, and made them explode close to people. Luckily no one was killed, as the Doctor defeated the Pilot Fish using his sonic screwdriver and the building's sound system, to create such a loud sound it disembled them, and parts of them fell to the ground. We have not seen a Christmas Tree of this sort since then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-5175146382149186497?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5175146382149186497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=5175146382149186497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5175146382149186497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5175146382149186497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/robotic-christmas-tree.html' title='Robotic Christmas Tree'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-514548013263163522</id><published>2008-12-03T22:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:30:50.766Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Monsters and Villains...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-514548013263163522?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/514548013263163522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=514548013263163522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/514548013263163522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/514548013263163522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/12/monsters-and-villains.html' title=''/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6663788161835377322</id><published>2008-09-01T17:44:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:57:14.598Z</updated><title type='text'>Davros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwc21ZVKzI/AAAAAAAABfA/qK7Yuy84eK8/s1600-h/Untitled2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwc21ZVKzI/AAAAAAAABfA/qK7Yuy84eK8/s400/Untitled2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241095794724252466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Place of Origin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Skaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Kaled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; The Stolen Earth, Journey's End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Davros was rescued by Dalek Caan and had finished creating his new army of Daleks, he used a planet sized ship known as the Crucible to travel the universe and "steal" planets. Earth was the final planet to be taken by Davros. He took the planets to the Medusa Cascade where he and his Daleks awaited the arival of the Doctor in a pocket of time 1 second out of sync with the rest of the universe. Davros used advanced technology to hack into the wavelengths of the Subwave Network and talk to the Doctor, explaining to his nemesis how he had survived. It quickly became apparent that Davros had once again become a slave to the Daleks rule who placed him under guard within the Vault on the Crucible as part of a deal he made with the Supreme One. (If Davros was indeed a slave, it is puzzling as to why there was a terminal in his prison, which could be used to control every aspect of the Daleks travel machines and the Crucible, especially as it did appear to be appeasable by Dalek implements. Donna and the Doctor used this to destroy the Daleks). This arrangement required Davros to build a Reality bomb powered by the Crucible. The 27 planets in the Medusa Cascade, which would destroy all of existence leaving the Daleks the sole inhabitants of the universe. His plan failed due to the intervention of the Doctor and Donna Noble who destroyed the Dalek race once more leaving Davros on a burning Crucible. Before leaving in the TARDIS, the Doctor offered to save Davros but the creator of the Daleks refused stating that he named the Doctor the destroyer of worlds, after which he was apparently engulfed in flames.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6663788161835377322?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6663788161835377322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6663788161835377322&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6663788161835377322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6663788161835377322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/davros.html' title='Davros'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwc21ZVKzI/AAAAAAAABfA/qK7Yuy84eK8/s72-c/Untitled2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6315525543321879347</id><published>2008-09-01T17:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:44:52.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Beetle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwb_udZdbI/AAAAAAAABe4/_vn4Kd7fDCY/s1600-h/Untitled1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwb_udZdbI/AAAAAAAABe4/_vn4Kd7fDCY/s400/Untitled1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241094847969457586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Place of Origin: Unknown&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Time Manipulating Insect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Time Beetle was an insectoid creature capable of manipulating time. It looked like a huge stag beetle. It was used by, or was part of, the Trickster's Brigade. With the help of humans within the brigade, or at least a Fortune Teller, it was attached to unsuspecting victims after which it changed a key event in their lives. It existed in a state of flux which meant that it could not be touched. It was also invisible to humans, except to some extra sensitive ones where the difference between the normal and new timeline was unusually great. It was also visible in the Circle of Mirrors but that may have been due to the time technology that was present. The Time Beetle attached itself to Donna Noble and in turn created a parallel world around her in which she never met The Doctor. With Rose Tyler's help, she was able to go back in time to the beginning of the new timeline and stop herself from changing it, at which point she was able to free herself of the Time Beetle. It released itself and died from the tremendous force.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: Turn Left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6315525543321879347?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6315525543321879347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6315525543321879347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6315525543321879347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6315525543321879347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-beetle.html' title='Time Beetle'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwb_udZdbI/AAAAAAAABe4/_vn4Kd7fDCY/s72-c/Untitled1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-3916760693046949921</id><published>2008-09-01T15:47:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T17:09:45.316Z</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Entity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-8-7.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-8-7.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Midnight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody still knows who or what this creature was. No name was ever decided, and we only know of one time that it has struck. It is said, though, that the unknown being originated on the planet Midnight. The Doctor takes a trip on the planet to see its Sapphire Waterfall, on a Crusader Tour shuttle. It breaks down, and can't move. The mechanic on board the shuttle claims that he saw something moving across the surface of the planet, but was unsure what he saw. There was suddenly a knock on one of the shuttle's walls. Everyone inside was terrified. It kept knocking, and the Doctor and some passengers tried knocking back, and it copied their rhythem. Somehw, it made it inside the vehicle, and possessed passenger Sky Silvestry, but there was no hole in the shuttle. No where it was able to get in. It did, however, rip the cockpit from the shuttle,a nd so the driver and mechanic (who were inside), were pulled onto the planet's surface, and we can assume that they died. Just like it copied knocking, it began to copy, inside Sky, what anybody said, exactly how they said it. The Doctor tested the square root of Pi to 30 decimal places, and it succeded. After that it copied at the same time what anyone said, at exactly the same time as anyone said something. It never hesitated or made a mistake, which shows that the entity learnt at an incredibly fast pace. Then it started to only copy what the Doctor said. After this, it went one stage further, and spoke before the Doctor said what he was going to say. The Hostess heard some phrases she knew the Doctor would say, and worked out that it was still Sky who was possessed, even though no-one else believed her. She threw herself and Sky out of the door of the shuttle to save the Doctor and the entity was never heard of again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-3916760693046949921?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3916760693046949921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=3916760693046949921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3916760693046949921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3916760693046949921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/midnight-entity.html' title='Midnight Entity'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-5639271035438833591</id><published>2008-09-01T15:46:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:47:55.809+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vashta Nerada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwAmIdOLpI/AAAAAAAABeg/HSYLdD0pAzM/s1600-h/Untitled20.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwAmIdOLpI/AAAAAAAABeg/HSYLdD0pAzM/s400/Untitled20.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241064721457491602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Place of Origin: n/a&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Microscopic, swarming carnivores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vashta Nerada were small, carnivorous beings. Their name meant “shadows that melt the flesh”, and that’s what they could do. The Vashta Nerada were microscopic beings that lived in swarms, thousands strong. Swarms of them lived on almost every planet, which had organisms with meat. While these swarms were not common, they inspired a fear of the dark in most species across the Universe. Vashta Nerada swarms hunted in forests because they hatched from their spores there. These swarms were able to strip a creature to its bare bones in milliseconds. The Doctor described them as "piranhas of the air". The swarms lived in the darkness, and cast shadows when they entered the light - even to the extent of stopping the reach of light from fission lamps. Vashta Nerada were capable of latching their shadows onto a victim's shadow and changing to appearance of their shadow to that of their victim's. This would cause the victim to have two shadows. If the swarms were discovered, they could enter at least through a thick spacesuit and devour the body. They could then use the suit as a vessel to attack more prey. Vashta Nerada had existed since the early Universe, and spread to many planets across the Universe. They were rare, and on some planets such as Earth they survived by scavenging meat from dead animals often those that had been killed on the many roads. In the 50th century, however, one planet suffered a large infestation. The Library was attacked by quadrillions (it would be difficult to estimate just how many there were as the computer capped at 1 trillion) of Vashta Nerada due to the spores inside the books' paper hatching. There were no survivors, and the planet was empty for 100 years until an archaeological expedition and the Doctor with Donna Noble landed on the planet. In this time, the Doctor was given advice on how to deal with the Vashta Nerada. This was; "Count the shadows." The Doctor later gives the Archaeological team a caution to "Stay out of the shadows."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: Silence in the Library, Forest of the Dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-5639271035438833591?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5639271035438833591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=5639271035438833591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5639271035438833591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5639271035438833591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/vashta-nerada.html' title='Vashta Nerada'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwAmIdOLpI/AAAAAAAABeg/HSYLdD0pAzM/s72-c/Untitled20.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-5400633435044958579</id><published>2008-09-01T15:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:46:31.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vespiform</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwAQqujpsI/AAAAAAAABeY/CZat6QROLvY/s1600-h/Untitled19.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwAQqujpsI/AAAAAAAABeY/CZat6QROLvY/s400/Untitled19.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241064352699885250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Place of Origin: Silfrax Galaxy&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Insectoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vespiforms are an insectoid race that look like extremely over-sized wasps. They were able to transform into other species. When they did transform, they would give off a bright pink-purple glow, and left behind morphic residue. When they are in another form, they can breed with members of the species its form is. Vespiforms also had telepathic recorders, an essential part of their mind, which could record motivations for them. One such recorder, the Firestone, ended up in the hands of Clemency Eddison in 1885. In 1885, one arrived on Earth and had a child with Clemency Eddison. It drowned in the monsoon of that year. The child was sent to be adopted and eventually ended up as a reverend, Arnold Golightly. At the age of 40 in 1926, had discovered his Vespiform nature. Because of the influence of Agatha Christie's novels and the Firestone, Golighty started committing various murders before Agatha Christie controlled him to end up near a lake. Donna Noble arrived with the Doctor and threw the Firestone into the lake. Golighty (in Vespiform form) followed and drowned, but relieved Agatha of his connection with her in his dying moment.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: The Unicorn and the Wasp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-5400633435044958579?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5400633435044958579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=5400633435044958579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5400633435044958579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5400633435044958579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/vespiform.html' title='Vespiform'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLwAQqujpsI/AAAAAAAABeY/CZat6QROLvY/s72-c/Untitled19.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6205488701138842475</id><published>2008-09-01T15:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:45:05.529+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv_7uJsLzI/AAAAAAAABeQ/ymDD9drIfmg/s1600-h/Untitled36.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv_7uJsLzI/AAAAAAAABeQ/ymDD9drIfmg/s400/Untitled36.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241063992841744178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Unknown/Messaline?&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Piscene Humanoids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hath were a humanoid race with purpley-orange fish-like skin and a small headcrest running along the top of their heads. They were slightly taller than most near-humans. They breathed nutrient liquid rather then air and so when in a human-breathable atmosphere they used a breathing instrument attached to their mouth. Just like the humans, the Hath used Progenation chambers and generation chambers to produce more soldiers for the war between the humans and the Hath, even though they had once been allies. However, with the death of the mission commander, there was a power vacuum and both species fought to take the planet for their own. The Hath carried heavy duty blaster rifles that fired a barrage of bullets usually accompanied by a long plume of flames emmited from the barrel of the gun. The humans carried guns with the same overall effect but with a different design. They breathed and communicated, using their breathing structures on their faces. They also had the same holographic mapping system as the humans and when the Doctor uncovered the suppressed layer of information it showed up on the Hath map as well. After a seven-day battle, the two races found the "Source", an artefact that mythologisation had led them to believe was the breath of the creator. Due to the efforts of the Doctor, Jenny, Donna Noble and Martha Jones, the Source was broken and terraforming gases within escaped, and the two races were to peace.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: The Doctor's Daughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6205488701138842475?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6205488701138842475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6205488701138842475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6205488701138842475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6205488701138842475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/hath.html' title='The Hath'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv_7uJsLzI/AAAAAAAABeQ/ymDD9drIfmg/s72-c/Untitled36.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6417542218939725022</id><published>2008-09-01T15:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:42:40.454Z</updated><title type='text'>The Sontarans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-8-2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-8-2.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sontar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Humanoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Sontaran Stratagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sontarans are potato headed, short aliens from the planet Sontar, who are all clones, and are at eternal war with they’re worst enemy, the Rutans. Naturally, as clones, all Sontarans look the same. They have a grey/brown skin, and wear tough armour. They normally have two fingers and on thumb on their hands, and their species only consisted of males. They were short, due to the large amount of gravity on they’re home planet, Sontar. They were able to produce one million clones every four minutes. They do not fear death, but are a war-obsessed race. They find it honourable to go into war without a helmet. Sontarans’ only weak spot is their probic vent, at the back of their neck. One blow to the back of the neck knocks them unconscious. This is why they must always face their enemies in battle. Sontarans have massive motherships, that have 4 claw like appendages coming out of the top and 4 from the bottom the centre is a giant circle covered in smaller spheres that are Sontaran scout ships. Scout ships are silver and have a square glass like pane to see from. Each scout ship can hold a single Sontaran. In this story, they used rifle laser weapons during the assault which fired bright beams of red light that could kill a human without any exterior damage. In 2009, the Sontarans were losing the war against the Rutans. To counter this, the Tenth Sontaran Battle Fleet (led by General Staal) made plans for invasion of Earth, and carried them out with the help of Luke Rattigan. The Sontarans used a form of hypnosis on the workers of the ATMOS factory, forcing them to start shipping out devices that contained gases poisonous to humans, contained inside plates attached to the Sat-navs they sold. When the Doctor interfered with their plans, they attempted to kill him by using the plate on a UNIT car to drive it into a river. It failed, but this was unknown to them until the Doctor began fiddling with a plate, causing it to become active. The Sontarans activated all the plates in every car containing one. The gas was released into the air, choking people around it. It also deadlocked the car preventing escape from inside. They cloned Martha, and used her and her security pass to help. The Sontarans plans were revealed: they actually wanted to change the Earth into a cloning planet to make a billion more Sontarans. The clone Martha died when the real Martha became conscious again. The Sontarans started to realise they were being defeated, when the Valiant and UNIT started destroying part of the ATMOS factory, with Sontarans still inside. The Doctor got rid of the toxic smoke by using an atmospheric converter to burn up the gas in the atmosphere. The Doctor nearly blew up the Sontaran ship while still inside, and giving the aliens a chance, but they did not mind dying, and they knew the Doctor would not do it. Rattigan swapped places, using a teleport and the fleet was destroyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6417542218939725022?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6417542218939725022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6417542218939725022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6417542218939725022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6417542218939725022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/sontarans.html' title='The Sontarans'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-8-2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6410098891830015157</id><published>2008-09-01T15:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:39:30.141+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pyrovile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv-nCj2inI/AAAAAAAABeA/F0XrJFZogwg/s1600-h/Untitled35.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv-nCj2inI/AAAAAAAABeA/F0XrJFZogwg/s400/Untitled35.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241062538031303282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Pyrovilia &lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Living Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a stone skin held together by living magma, their shape resembles Roman Gladiators. Their ship fell to Earth thousands of years ago, shattering them into dust. The 62 AD caused by Vesuvuis re-awakened them, and they possessed human host in nearby Pompeii. These hosts helped the few adult Pyroviles who had survived to construct an energy conversion matrix to use Vesuvius's lava to conquer Earth and power the conversion of the whole human race into adult Pyroviles, to replace their lost homeworld of Pyrovilia, which, according to Lucius (a Roman Augur working for the Pyroviles), was "lost". Throwing water over them is fatal, since it causes their magma to cool. They are also capable of breathing fire; their breath is shown as powerful enough to incinerate a human in seconds. The Pyroviles were supposedly destroyed in the AD 79 eruption of Mount Vesuvius.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: The Fires of Pompeii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6410098891830015157?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6410098891830015157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6410098891830015157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6410098891830015157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6410098891830015157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/pyrovile.html' title='The Pyrovile'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv-nCj2inI/AAAAAAAABeA/F0XrJFZogwg/s72-c/Untitled35.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6865071763292490510</id><published>2008-09-01T15:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:03:03.717Z</updated><title type='text'>Max Capricorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-11-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-11-1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stoan Cyborg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Voyage of the Damned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max Capricorn was the head of Max Capricorn Cruiseliners when the company was running smoothly. Max Capricorn was a cyborg (though only his head was still recognisably humanoid). He sabotaged one of his ships, the Titanic's voyage so he could get revenge on his company for sacking him! The fired him from his own company. On the Titanic there were robots called the heavenly hosts, which were made to look like angels, for the Christmassy feel. He reprogrammed them to his own orders, and ordered them to kill all witnesses on the ship, after he’d blackmailed the Captain to deactivate the shields, just before a meteoroid strike, and destroying part of it. Doing this, the engines would cut out, leaving the Titanic to fall into the Earth, and, due to the nuclear storm engines, would kill all life on Earth. Max Capricorn would be safe, as he kept in hiding in a omnistate impact chamber, in which nothing would harm him. The board members of his company would then be removed, being accused of mass murder. Using the money left behind, hee would retire then to the beaches of Penhaxico Two. Waitress Astrid Peth was able to stop him, but sacrificing herself. She used a forklift to lift his entire cybernetic casing and him over the side of one ot the Titanic's platforms. During the struggle Max's wheels cut off the brakes of the forklift. Both Max and Astrid tumbled down into the flaming engines far below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6865071763292490510?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6865071763292490510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6865071763292490510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6865071763292490510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6865071763292490510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/max-capricorn.html' title='Max Capricorn'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-11-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6033782217059109326</id><published>2008-09-01T15:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:35:17.062+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv9oXFCzJI/AAAAAAAABdw/3Z0Ixz9vuqc/s1600-h/Untitled11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv9oXFCzJI/AAAAAAAABdw/3Z0Ixz9vuqc/s400/Untitled11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241061461207469202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Utopia&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Spherical Human-Based Cyborgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Last Great Time War, the Master cowardly escaped, and hid himself as a human at the end of the universe, using a chameleon arch, containing his true form into a small fob watch. His human form was in the shape of a kindly Professor Yana, with his assistant, Chantho. They were trying to come up with a way for the humans on Malcassairo to escape to Utopia. But when the Doctor arrived, the Professor started to act strangely. Being drawn towards the fob watch, he opened it, and turned into his true form. He stole the Doctor’s Tardis, just after Chantho shot him, before whe, too, died, and he regenerated. He went to Utopia, and saw what the humans had become, and so promised them the Earth. He came to early 21st century Britain, where he called himself Harold Saxon and successfully ran for the position of Prime Minister. This was achieved through the Archangel Network in the form of a subtle mind manipulation system that rang the drumming beat the Master heard in his head into the subconscious of every person on the planet, giving him the trust of the world. He faked a first contact with the Toclafane, what the humans had become in Utopia. Using the TARDIS, the Master built a paradox machine to facilitate the Toclafane Invasion. The Master used a Laser screwdriver to turn the Doctor into an elderly man, capturing both him and Jack Harkness though Martha Jones escaped. A year later, the Master was planning to unleash the Toclafane upon the universe using a countdown through the Archangel Network. However, the return of Martha Jones threatened his plans. He captured her, but Martha had told the world of the Doctor and to think his name at the end of Archangel's countdown, which the Doctor has spent the year telepathically infiltrating while the Master's prisoner. This empowered the Doctor massively and led to the Master's plans being foiled as Jack Harkness destroyed the paradox machine, reversing time back to the point of the takeover of Earth, undoing most of the Master's destruction in "The Year That Never Was".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: Utopia, The Sound of Drums, Last of the Timelords&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6033782217059109326?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6033782217059109326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6033782217059109326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6033782217059109326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6033782217059109326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/master.html' title='The Master'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv9oXFCzJI/AAAAAAAABdw/3Z0Ixz9vuqc/s72-c/Untitled11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-5847402177542944413</id><published>2008-09-01T15:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:34:06.154+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Toclafane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv9WnfmeqI/AAAAAAAABdo/g80VQHDLa8s/s1600-h/Untitled33.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv9WnfmeqI/AAAAAAAABdo/g80VQHDLa8s/s400/Untitled33.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241061156376181410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Utopia&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Spherical Human-Based Cyborgs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Toclafane are actually the humans from Malcassairo, from Utopia. Humans travelled to the planet Utopia, finding it dark, cold, and inhospitable. To survive, the Human-race evolved into the Toclafane, their final evolution. The Master flew there in the Doctor’s Tardis, with his wife, Lucy, and saw what the human race had become. He offered them the Earth, which was all part of his plan, and took them back in time! The Toclafane were cyborgs, the faces of Humans integrated into metal spheres that are sealed shut, making themselves "pretty". They became a hive mind, making themselves almost invincible, as well as evil and child-like in their personality. They are childlike because they tried degressing themselves into children. They could glide through the air, almost indestructible, even through space. Concealed within the sphere are spikes and blades that can extend. A Toclafane can use them to slice up a Human being. The spheres are also equipped with a laser that can turn Humans into ash. The spheres can be shot down by an electrical surge of 58.5 kiloamperes, transferred charge 510 mega joules precisely, however, this is most unlikely due to the amount of power and aming involved. The Master announced that he’d made contact with a race of friendly aliens. The Toclafane trusted the Master. The Master had, by this time, converted the TARDIS into a paradox machine, allowing the six billion Toclafane to invade Earth in their own past and change their own past history. With the Toclafane, the Master built the beginnings of a new Time Lord Empire with the army of six billion Toclafane.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: The Sound of Drums, Last of the Timelords&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-5847402177542944413?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5847402177542944413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=5847402177542944413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5847402177542944413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5847402177542944413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/toclafane.html' title='The Toclafane'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv9WnfmeqI/AAAAAAAABdo/g80VQHDLa8s/s72-c/Untitled33.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-2429937064207099125</id><published>2008-09-01T15:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T15:31:38.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Futurekind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv8xqhSLEI/AAAAAAAABdg/nAyjjciOZx0/s1600-h/Untitled32.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv8xqhSLEI/AAAAAAAABdg/nAyjjciOZx0/s400/Untitled32.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241060521533385794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Malcassairo&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Near-Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Futurekind were near human, but had sharp teeth to rip the flesh off their victims, had a hissing voice and looked like future thugs. They lived on the planet Malcassairo, and the guards at the entrance to Silo 16 had to check their teeth to see if they were human or not, as the Futurekind were too dangerous, and posed as a threat to the humans. The Futurekind were a primitive race, who possessed little technology, wearing simple animal skins and hunting with primitive spears and makeshift weapons. They also tattooed and cut themselves in various patterns, possibly as a way of identification or to inspire fear in their enemies. Little was ever known about them, except that they learnt to hunt Humans for flesh, as there was little else on the planet for food. There was, however, a myth amongst the refugee Humans that if Humanity did not reach the planet Utopia they themselves would evolve into Futurekind, making Futurekind merely mutated Humans. They permissibly died out when the Universe had ended, when Malcassairo had finally nova-ed later on that year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: Utopia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-2429937064207099125?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2429937064207099125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=2429937064207099125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2429937064207099125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2429937064207099125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/futurekind.html' title='The Futurekind'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLv8xqhSLEI/AAAAAAAABdg/nAyjjciOZx0/s72-c/Untitled32.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-2012207238011344577</id><published>2008-09-01T15:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:09:25.587Z</updated><title type='text'>Weeping Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-12-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-12-1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Winged Stone Humanoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Blink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Weeping Angels, or Lonely Assassins were creatures from the early universe, which could send its victims back into the past at a single touch. The fed on the potential energy their victims could have had, if they had not zapped them back into the past. They had a special defence system, called quantum locking, in which when a living organism looked at them, they would turn to solid stone and not be able to move, and looked like normal statues. But when you blinked, or turned you back on they would move at incredible speed, to try to catch their victims. This was a problem when there is a group of one of more of them, as if they look at each other, they would stay like that forever. This is why they usually put their hands or arms in front of their faces, which looked like they were weeping, hence their given name, the Weeping Angels. They seemed to also have some sort of psychic abilities, as one was able to flicker and turn off a light bulb, just by pointing at it! They were the nicest of killers, as their method was to make them live to death, but in the past. A quartet of angels, in the year 2008, managed to stand the Doctor and Martha in the year 1969, leaving the Tardis behind. The Weeping Angels wanted access to the Tardis, to use it’s near temporal energy, in a process in which would be capable of turning of the Sun! The later found the key for the machine, but Sally Sparrow, looking at the angels, took it off them, wondering what the key was for. After that they started to stalk Sally, in attempt to get the key back, but were defeated when they surrounded the Tardis, with Sally inside. Sally had taken instructions from the Doctor. It de-materialised, leaving the angels looking at each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-2012207238011344577?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2012207238011344577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=2012207238011344577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2012207238011344577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2012207238011344577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/weeping-angels.html' title='Weeping Angels'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-12-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-3805678084750474305</id><published>2008-09-01T14:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:24:34.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Family of Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvtDY7yjlI/AAAAAAAABdQ/b1Eh3OvjVi0/s1600-h/Untitled31.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvtDY7yjlI/AAAAAAAABdQ/b1Eh3OvjVi0/s400/Untitled31.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241043233864322642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Unknown&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Incorporeal group mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Family of Blood were green, gaseous entities that could inhabit and control Human bodies. Before taking human form, the members of the Family of Blood were kept in small, spherical receptacles. They had very short-lifespans, lasting only 3 months. The members that were chasing the Doctor were made of a mother, father, son and daughter. While in Human form the Family could telepathically communicate together from a distance. They also had incredible sense of smell, tracking The Doctor with his scent. They also had access to the Host's memory, though they had some difficultly pretending to be Humans. The Family had a spaceship, with various features. They used technology to render their craft invisible to Humans. The Family also had scarecrow-like soldiers created by the son and placed into various fields. The Family encountered the Doctor and Martha Jones in 2007 and chased them throughout time and space with a stolen Time Agent vortex manipulator in order to steal from the Doctor some means of ensuring that they would live a longer lifespan. The Doctor was forced to turn himself into a Human using the Chameleon Arch in his TARDIS in order to escape them. The Doctor changed himself into John Smith, a teacher at a boy's school in England in 1913. The Family's quests for immortality ended when the Doctor was returned to his Time Lord state with the help of Martha, school nurse Joan Redfern and the telepathic Timothy Latimer. He fooled the Family with an olfactory misdirection and destroyed their spaceship by moving several switches in an act devised to look like an accident, destroyed the ship.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: Human Nature, The Family of Blood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-3805678084750474305?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3805678084750474305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=3805678084750474305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3805678084750474305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3805678084750474305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-of-blood.html' title='The Family of Blood'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvtDY7yjlI/AAAAAAAABdQ/b1Eh3OvjVi0/s72-c/Untitled31.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-78778739279874503</id><published>2008-09-01T14:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:16:38.059Z</updated><title type='text'>Scarecrows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-13-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-13-1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Straw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Human Nature, The Family of Blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scarecrows were made by the Family of Blood, who had come to Farringham School in 1913, to track down the Doctor, who was hiding as a human. They used them as their armies. They looked like ordinary English straw men, that were put in fields. They were not cybernetic in any way. They were just made of, simply, burlap and straw, and could not talk. According to Son of Mine, one of the Family of Blood, he made them using ‘molecular fringe animation, fashioned in the shape of straw men’. These scarecrows kidnapped Humans and took them to their spaceship to be used as bodies for the incorporeal Family. They were also used as an army to attack a boys school in 1913, where many were shot down. Eventually, they re-animated to do more of the Family's bidding. They were again inanimate after the family's defeat. Son of Mine was placed in suspended animation inside one of the scarecrows, by the Doctor, when they were defeated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-78778739279874503?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/78778739279874503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=78778739279874503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/78778739279874503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/78778739279874503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/scarecrows.html' title='Scarecrows'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-13-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-3233227051344175950</id><published>2008-09-01T14:17:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:18:11.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun-Possessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvrjymFvvI/AAAAAAAABc8/Y0qao704JK0/s1600-h/Untitled6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvrjymFvvI/AAAAAAAABc8/Y0qao704JK0/s400/Untitled6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241041591485185778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Earth/Toraji Sun&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Possessed Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the SS Pentallian, the crew scooped out the sun's heart and used it as fuel. It was so furious that it possessed a crew member called Korwin McDonnell and gave them 42 minutes to fix what they had done. Korwin had the power of the sun inside him and could burn people by opening his eyes, while looking at them. He first killed Abi Learner and then Erina Lessak. He then found his best friend, Ashton, and turned him into a Sun Possessed by grabbing onto him. Ashton launched an escape pod with Martha and Riley Vashtee inside. Korwin was about to kill his wife, Kath McDonnell, until Orin Scannell froze him. As Ashton was about to burn the Doctor, he felt the pain of Korwin and walked on. The Doctor took a spacesuit and climbed outside of the SS Pentallian and magnetised the escape pod but it wasn't long until the sun possessed him too. Kath froze Ashton and killed him, but Korwin continued to move. The Doctor was brought to the stasis chamber by Martha and Kath and was frozen, but Korwin turned off the power. Kath sacrificed herself to kill Korwin and they hurtled towards the sun. Riley, Martha and Orin dumped the fuel and the Doctor turned to normal and the SS Pentallian flew away from the sun.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: 42&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-3233227051344175950?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3233227051344175950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=3233227051344175950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3233227051344175950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3233227051344175950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/sun-possessed.html' title='Sun-Possessed'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvrjymFvvI/AAAAAAAABc8/Y0qao704JK0/s72-c/Untitled6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-798870307018464179</id><published>2008-09-01T14:16:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:17:02.000+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Professor Lazarus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvrSRadWSI/AAAAAAAABc0/AE07NUwQ38c/s1600-h/Untitled5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvrSRadWSI/AAAAAAAABc0/AE07NUwQ38c/s400/Untitled5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241041290520254754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Earth&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor Lazarus was an elderly man that wanted to live forever. He feared death, due to his vivid memories of his childhood during the Second World War. While the war was on, he used to sit in Southwark Cathedral, terrified. He wanted a second life, so to continue his work. So Lazarus developed a machine, which would make him younger. He was to test it publicly, and then make it open for public use afterwards. Martha’s sister, Tish had got a job with him, and so the Doctor and Martha tagged along to see. The machine seemed to do the trick, but the Doctor did his own calculations on the matter, using Lazarus’ DNA from a kiss on Martha’s hand, and found that the DNA was fluctuating. Lazarus had unlocked a gene long lost in human evolution, that was slowly turning him into a huge skeletal scorpion-like beast. The creature, once in true form, could turn human again when it wished. The monster needed more energy, as it was losing it, and so started to eat a lot, and drain its victims of life, absorbing the energy it needed with its tail, but left behind a mere skeleton with a bit of dead flesh left. The creature was finally defeated in Southwark Cathedral, when Martha and Tish got it up to a bell tower, and the Doctor played an organ as loud as possible, so that it interfered with Lazarus’ sonic equipment, and he fell to his death.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: The Lazarus Experiment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-798870307018464179?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/798870307018464179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=798870307018464179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/798870307018464179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/798870307018464179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/professor-lazarus.html' title='Professor Lazarus'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvrSRadWSI/AAAAAAAABc0/AE07NUwQ38c/s72-c/Untitled5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-7484215951119724700</id><published>2008-09-01T14:15:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:52:20.835Z</updated><title type='text'>Dalek Sec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-9-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-9-1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Skaro/Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dalek Supreme, later Human Dalek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Army of Ghosts, Doomsday, Daleks In Manhattan, Doomsday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalek Sec was originally the leader of the Cult of Skaro. Sec served as the Dalek Commander throughout the Battle of Canary Wharf against the Cybermen. When all the other Daleks and Cybermen got sucked into the void, Sec and the other three Daleks Temporal Shifted away to New York in 1930. The four Daleks created their secret base beneath the Empire State Building, and began experiments to create Dalek mutants. But Sec wanted to go further. The Final Experiment would blend human with Dalek! After proving to be useful for the building plans for the state building, and starting to ‘act like a Dalek’, they took Mr. Diagoras as the human half of the experiment. The hybrid had a slimy, wrinkled face, with one eye six tentacles protruding from the lower part of the face and the brain showing. He wore the clothes Mr Diagoras wore when taken in. During this new form, Sec became more human after time, and started to feel human feelings and emotions, which the other Daleks found impure, and did not like! He started to feel that their creator was wrong about the Dalek race. He also did not kill the Doctor when he had the chance, but admired his intelligence, and asked him to help with the mutations. The other Daleks betrayed their leader, and Caan took control. He eventually died when the Daleks tracked the Doctor, and took Sec with them. They were about to kill the Doctor, when Sec got in the way on purpose, and was exterminated. They exterminated their own leader! The Doctor showed his respect for Sec by calling him the "cleverest Dalek ever" and the only creature that could have led the Daleks out of the darkness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-7484215951119724700?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7484215951119724700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=7484215951119724700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7484215951119724700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7484215951119724700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/dalek-sec.html' title='Dalek Sec'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-9-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-3365356222880340452</id><published>2008-09-01T14:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:23:00.357Z</updated><title type='text'>Pig Slaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-14-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-14-1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Humanoid Pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Daleks In Manhattan, Evolution of the Daleks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pig Slaves were the servants of the Cult of Skaro. They were Humans before the Cult converted them into beasts so that they could capture more Humans. When the Pig slaves captured Humans, Dalek Caan did an intelligence scan on each of them. Humans of high intelligence were used for the "Final Experiment" and those of low intelligence were turned into the Pig slaves. The slaves only lived for a few weeks. They were vicious fighters and were trained to slit a Human's throat with their bare teeth. Most of them were killed by Martha Jones and Lazlo with electricity from a lightning strike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-3365356222880340452?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3365356222880340452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=3365356222880340452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3365356222880340452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3365356222880340452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/pig-slaves.html' title='Pig Slaves'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-14-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6538755673910361264</id><published>2008-09-01T14:08:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:14:36.505Z</updated><title type='text'>Macra</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-1-17.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-1-17.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unknown, but these lived on New Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Crustacoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gridlock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Macra were a crustacoid race that survived on unclean and poisonous gases, to humans, but the Macra consumed all they wanted. In New Earth, they hid under the New New York motorway, which was gridlocked at that time, in all the fumes given off by the (flying) cars, which made it really foggy, as it was all underground with no ventilation. A colony of Macra had escaped from New New York Zoo and made their way to the motorway. Like they normally did, they fed off the poisonous gases, and occasionally on a stray car on the ‘Fast Lane’, which wanted a faster route. These Macra had gigantic claws, which they could use to grab whole cars. They had glowing eyes, on the top of stalks, protruding from their heads, and had six, thin legs. They used movement to hunt, and didn’t show much sign of intelligence when the Tenth Doctor encountered them. They were defeated when the Doctor, aided by the face of Boe, who gave his life, opened up all the trapped people on the motorway, and all the fumes, their food, escaped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6538755673910361264?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6538755673910361264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6538755673910361264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6538755673910361264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6538755673910361264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/macra.html' title='Macra'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-1663771053261029215</id><published>2008-09-01T14:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:11:36.137+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrionites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvpLedxZXI/AAAAAAAABcU/g5DMSJfgpqY/s1600-h/Untitled27.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvpLedxZXI/AAAAAAAABcU/g5DMSJfgpqY/s400/Untitled27.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241038974741472626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Rexel 4&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Witch-Like Humanoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true form of a Carrionite resembled a female with wrinkled skin and large clawed hands, with sharp canine teeth. However, Carrionites could assume a near-Human form, and the Carrionite Lilith was able to assume the form of a beautiful young woman. Carrionites could fly, dematerialise and rematerialise at will, communicate with other Carrionites from a distance and use voodoo dolls to cause odd deaths in enemies. Though their abilities were described as witchcraft, it was actually based on a word-based science, as opposed to the mathematics of most species. This technology relied on the right words and the right places, such as the Carrionite's use of Globe Theatre's structure. The Carrionites waged a war on a species called the Hervoken who had similar powers. However, the Eternals banished them and the Hervoken to the Deep Darkness. Several billion years later in the late 1500s, a group of three - Bloodtide, Doomfinger and Lilith - escaped using words of power from the plays of William Shakespeare, partly the result of the writer's grief at the death of his son. They influenced the design of the 14-sided Globe Theatre, based on the planets of their star system, and planned to use his new play, Love's Labours Won, to free the rest of their race from the Darkness and take over Earth, to establish the "Millennium of Blood". The last few lines of the play were written by Shakespeare in a trance to be a spell said by one of the cast of the play to open a portal from the Deep Darkness to this universe. The portal was closed and the race of witches and all copies of Love's Labours Won vanished into the Darkness, thanks to the Doctor.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: The Shakespeare Code&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-1663771053261029215?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1663771053261029215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=1663771053261029215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/1663771053261029215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/1663771053261029215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/carrionites.html' title='Carrionites'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLvpLedxZXI/AAAAAAAABcU/g5DMSJfgpqY/s72-c/Untitled27.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-7159422225877619046</id><published>2008-09-01T14:03:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:04:06.059Z</updated><title type='text'>Judoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-5-5.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-5-5.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Jadoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Rhino-Headed Humanoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Smith and Jones, The Stolen Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Judoon are a rhino-headed humanoid race. They are outer space police-for-hire, or interplanetary thugs. They are two metres high and are heavily built. Their large lungs help them to breathe in environments with low-level oxygen. They did not take any messing from anyone. If anyone commited physical assault on them they would see it as a crime, and execute them immediately without trial! They would do anything to complete the task at hand. The Judoon did not see anyone innocent, as they could be helping out with a crime. Their language were many short words, all ending in the letter ‘o’. They executed their victims by using a directed energy beam, triggered from a gun they wore on a belt around their waist. They also had a cylindrical scanner, which they used to ‘catologue’ people. Those who had been scanned and deemed to not be a suspect would have a black cross drawn on the back of their right hand. Most of their technology was a red/black colour. The Judoon also had a contact device that reaches every Judoon helmet, allowing the Judoon Captain to give orders with a press of a button. It is the same device as the language assimilator. Their spacecraft are large cylindrical craft, with four boosters at the bottom and four claws at the bottom which served as landing gear. Each would hold several thousand troops. They use H2O Scoop to transport buildings across space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-7159422225877619046?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7159422225877619046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=7159422225877619046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7159422225877619046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7159422225877619046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/09/judoon.html' title='Judoon'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-8332980214031883236</id><published>2008-08-31T22:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:44:48.838Z</updated><title type='text'>Empress of the Racnoss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-3-12.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-3-12.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Racnoss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Runaway Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Empress of the Racnoss was the leader of the Racnoss empire, which the Gallifreyans destroyed 4.6 billion years ago, but the Empress was the only one of her kind that survived and didn’t hibernate in the Earth's core. Instead she thrived in her ship, the Webstar, orbiting Earth for billions of years until the Torchwood Institute developed Huon particles with which she could revive her race. She met the Doctor in a secret location under the Thames Barrier, trying to awaken her long-dead race ("her children") with the Huon energy within the bodies of Donna Noble and Lance Bennett after being fed it within drinks. Lance was originally affiliated with the Empress, however she sent him down to the centre of the Earth. The plan was stopped when the Doctor used controls stolen from a Robot Santa to stop the Santas shooting him and to bring bombs disguised as baubles from a Robotic Christmas Tree flying around the secret room and then detonating, crashing into pipes, and letting the Thames flood into the room and surrounding the Empress with fire, and then finally drowning the Racnoss with the Thames water. She teleported to her Webstar, however the lack of Huon energy left the Webstar defenceless and allowed the British Army to destroy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-8332980214031883236?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8332980214031883236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=8332980214031883236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8332980214031883236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8332980214031883236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/empress-of-racnoss.html' title='Empress of the Racnoss'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-8667169914948161924</id><published>2008-08-31T22:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:22:26.564+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cult of Skaro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLsLjkqPy5I/AAAAAAAABbM/iHVAa40qB_s/s1600-h/Untitled24.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLsLjkqPy5I/AAAAAAAABbM/iHVAa40qB_s/s400/Untitled24.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240795297139903378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Skaro&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Armoured Kaled Mutant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cult of Skaro were a secret group of four Daleks created by the emperor. Their names were Dalek Sec, Caan, Jast and Thay. The black Dalek, Dalek Sec, was their leader. They were a secret order, who were to think like their enemies in order to destroy them, although their original purpose was to imagine new ways of survival. During the Last Great Time War, they operated as a final strategic reserve - rather than fighting, they escaped into the space between universes, along with what they called the Genesis Ark, a piece of Time Lord technology. The Torchwood Institute's meddling began to open the barrier to the Void, which had been broke down by the Cult's Void ship. Torchwood Tower, known to the public as Canary Wharf, had been built around the gap into the Void so that Torchwood 1 could study it and use its energy. When the Void Ship opened, the Cult exited the ship and declared war, or pest control, against the Cybermen that had invaded Earth from the Parallel universe, thereby leading to the Battle of Canary Wharf. The Cult escaped the battle through a temporal shift and ended up in New York City in 1930.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: Army of Ghosts, Doomsday, Daleks in Manhattan, Evolution of the Daleks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-8667169914948161924?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8667169914948161924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=8667169914948161924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8667169914948161924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8667169914948161924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/cult-of-skaro.html' title='The Cult of Skaro'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLsLjkqPy5I/AAAAAAAABbM/iHVAa40qB_s/s72-c/Untitled24.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-3317882369258337600</id><published>2008-08-31T22:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:35:00.365Z</updated><title type='text'>The Isolus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-6-7.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-6-7.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Star:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vedgetation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fear Her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Isolus are very different from normal aliens you would find on a normal day. They look like white flowers, and are very small. They have tendils hanging out of their body, so they find it easier for them to travel on the solar winds they regularly do. They can travel thoughout space in pods that are heat powered, after they are born from their mothers, originally in spores. For thousands of years, the Isolus would grow until they reach the stage of being an adult. They got bored when doing this, and so, to etertain themselves, created fantasy worlds that they would play in, allowing objects that might normally stay still to move. Their life depended on several things, and emotions were one of them, like love. But they weren't alone. They travelled in groups of around 4 billion, and used their love to stick together. In 2012, in London, a single Isolus landed after it was separated from its family after a solar flare. It was lonely, so went in searh of a friend, as well as heat. It was able to find Chloe Webber, another lonely child. Chloe swallowed the Isolus. Inside Chloe's body, the spore gave Chloe its special powers. Anything she drew would come alive in her drawings, and disappear from normal life. Just a couple of people wasn't enough, and so stole all the people from the Olympic Stadium, the Olympics being hosted in London that year. With that not enough, it began to draw the Earth, after the Doctor had also been taken, leavin it all up to Rose to handle. Chloe, who was strong, with her mother and Rose, were able to overcome the power, and everything was restored back to normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-3317882369258337600?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3317882369258337600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=3317882369258337600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3317882369258337600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3317882369258337600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/isolus.html' title='The Isolus'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-1702693946909175562</id><published>2008-08-31T22:13:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:43:31.238Z</updated><title type='text'>The Abzorbaloff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-1-10.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-1-10.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Clom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Abrobvian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love &amp;amp; Monsters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Abzorbaloff was a large green alien, that disguised itself as a business man called Victor Kennedy, to try and get to the Doctor. It absorbed it’s victims by the touch, and their faces appeared on its body somewhere. It had a special cane, a limitation field, which stopped it from being absorbed by the Earth. It planned to absorb the Doctor’s knowledge and memories, so he found a picture of the Doctor on LINDA’s website, and recruited himself, becoming their leader. They weren’t happy with their new member, but they carried on, as they were getting closer to finding the Doctor. To keep it going, at the end of each meeting, Victor kept one member behind, so he could absorb them. One time, however, Ursula forgot her phone, and went back to get it, while Victor was in his true form. It absorbed Ursula and chased Elton. The Tardis turned up when he was about to be absorbed.He was defeated when the remnants of the absorbed members of LINDA absorbed rallied together to pull him apart from the inside. When Pope then broke the cane, the Abzorbaloff's limitation field inside it was destroyed. This caused his absorption ability to go out of control, and his body to collapse into a gooey puddle. The remnants then seeped into the ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-1702693946909175562?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1702693946909175562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=1702693946909175562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/1702693946909175562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/1702693946909175562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/abzorbaloff.html' title='The Abzorbaloff'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-7473225701837602301</id><published>2008-08-31T22:09:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:32:51.033Z</updated><title type='text'>The Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-7-2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-7-2.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Demon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Satan Pit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Doctor saw it, the Beast was a gigantic horned demon, locked away at the centre of the planet Krop Tor. It claimed to have been locked away before the creation of the universe, and that it had many names, including Satan. Whether it is the devil everyone fears in hell, is unknown. The Beast had the power for its mind to leave its physical form, and possess people, including the Ood, and Toby Zed. While its victims were possessed, their irises turned a crimson red, and, if it was a human, strange markings appeared all over their skin and the pitch of their voice could change dramatically. Hosts could also survive a vacuum. It could also display itself through various types of electronic media, such as computers and hologram viewers. It is known that the Disciples of the Light confined the Beast to the planet later known as Krop Tor and placed the planet in orbit around the black hole K37 Gem 5. If he ever tried to escape, the field holding the planet in orbit would break and the planet would be sucked into the black hole. He claimed that the devils and demons that appear in various religions were based on him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-7473225701837602301?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7473225701837602301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=7473225701837602301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7473225701837602301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7473225701837602301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/beast.html' title='The Beast'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-7-2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-8764971520619263676</id><published>2008-08-31T22:06:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:57:21.750Z</updated><title type='text'>The Ood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-10-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-10-1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ood-Sphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Humanoid/Oodkind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Impossible Planet, The Satan Pit, Planet of the Ood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ood were a telepathic humanoid species, who have slimy red tentacles on the lower portion of their faces. They have no vocal chords, and so speak to each other through telepathy. At the time of The Impossible Planet (43K2.1), every human had an Ood servant. They didn’t seem to mind this, as they said, if they didn’t serve, they would just die. There was a group, called Friends of the Ood, who believed the Ood should be free. In the story, the Ood became possessed by the Beast, and made them his ‘legion’, and took orders from him. Their eyes turned red, when the were possessed Their telepathic field raised to Basic 30, which meant that they were screaming in their heads, and then to Basic 100, which meant brain death! They started trying to kill the crew on Sanctuary Base 6. They were defeated when Danny Bartock, the expedition member in charge of them, broadcast a telepathic flare which reduced their field to Basic Zero. This created a "brainstorm" which caused them to collapse. When Krop Tor was sucked into the black hole, the Doctor was unable to save any of the Ood on the base, who had just been freed from the Beast. The Ood had a total of three brains. One forebrain in their heads, and a hindbrain, in which they originally hold in the hands. Their hindbrain allowed them to connect to a single large brain, which connected and coordinated all individual Ood. When in the servitude of humans, their hindbrain was removed and a translation sphere fitted in place, not only to enable speech, but also to limit their telepathic communications field at "Basic 5" which cut them off from the Ood Brain, making them willing to serve and incapable of surviving on their own. The colour of an Ood's eyes changed with the level of telepathic activity, normally glowing bright-red but turning to white when not connected to a hive mind. Humans, who only knew the Ood in their telepathy-disabled form, misinterpreted the presence of red eyes as a disease, known as "red-eye". When the Doctor and Donna arrived on the Ood-Sphere, they discovered that the disease was caused by the Ood Brain's subconscious reasserting itself over the Ood thanks to the efforts of a member of 'Friends of the Ood' who had infiltrated the company secretly. Ood Operations' head, Klineman Halpen was unwillingly transformed into an Ood as a culmination of him taking hair tonic deliberately contaminated by his own Ood servant. The Ood were set free and allowed to roam their homeworld in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-8764971520619263676?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8764971520619263676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=8764971520619263676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8764971520619263676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8764971520619263676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/ood.html' title='The Ood'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-10-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-4465807653580158754</id><published>2008-08-31T22:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:18:45.461Z</updated><title type='text'>The Wire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-3-17.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-3-17.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hermethica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Idiot's Lantern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Wire was a criminal alien life form, that’d been executed by its people on the planet Hermethica, but managed to preserve itself. On Earth, it took the form of a BBC continuity announcer to communicate. It hid inside television signals, and would be able to go from one television set to another, just like a normal signal given off. The Wire fed off the mental signals from humans, by using electrical tendrils, to leave its victim mindless, and also without a face. The Wire arrived on Earth in the year 1953, around the time of Queen Elizabeth II’s coronation. It forced an electric shop owner, Mr Magpie, to help it sell cheap TVs all over North London, so it could get a large feast. It wanted to take many people, when many were all watching the Queen’s coronation. So it told Mr Magpie how to make a portable television, and go right to the top of the transmission tower, on Alexandra Palace, where the television was broadcasting from. The Wire could then transmit itself to the three million people watching, hoping that it was going to create enough energy to re-create her original body again, but the plan was thwarted by the Doctor and Tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-4465807653580158754?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4465807653580158754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=4465807653580158754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/4465807653580158754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/4465807653580158754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/wire.html' title='The Wire'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-8601961265658536150</id><published>2008-08-31T21:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:00:23.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cybermen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLsGXz1WnkI/AAAAAAAABaU/0RmKdk0rlEs/s1600-h/Untitled8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLsGXz1WnkI/AAAAAAAABaU/0RmKdk0rlEs/s400/Untitled8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240789597496450626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Parallel Earth&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cybus Cybermen originated in another universe, where they were created by John Lumic, the owner of Cybus Industries. They believed that all people must be "upgraded" to Cyber-form as they were weak. These Cybermen believed that emotions were proof that they destroyed the individual, which was why they were converted to remove them. Conversion involved removing the brain of the subject and placing it within a suit of armour. This process was horrific with screams often being heard by the victims throughout the procedure. Once complete, the newly developed Cyberman had a special implant placed within their brains which prevented them from feeling their emotions or registering their past memories making them cold calculating machines. However, if the implants were disrupted then the Cybermen entered into a traumatic state as they were overloaded by the pain of the conversion resulting in them dying in agony or their heads exploding from the overload of emotions. The Cybermen from the Parallel universe are different from the ones that were first created in ours. These Cybermen were created from taking the brain from the human, and placing them in Cyber bodies, so that the brain is the only thing human. These Cybermen are stronger and more heavily built. It has not been confirmed yet if they are still allergic to gold. Their weapons are their electrified hands and a small wrist-mounted energy weapon. They have a chip that removes the emotions and feelings they have, so that they are mentally stronger and to prevent them realizing who they are. They came across to our world when they followed the Dalek void ship, across the void, but at first, only came out as ghosts. They declared war on the Daleks, and the two races fought against each other. The Cybermen boosted their numbers to fight by upgrading humans. The war was stopped, however, when the Doctor managed to trap both the Daleks and the Cybermen in the void. When the came across the void and entered our world, they now had built-in lasers and were under the leadership of a Cyber Leader. When one Cyber Leader is slain, the Cybermen just download the rank into another and therefore always have a leader.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stories: Rise of the Cybermen, The Age of Steel, Army of Ghosts, Doomsday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-8601961265658536150?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8601961265658536150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=8601961265658536150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8601961265658536150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8601961265658536150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/cybermen.html' title='Cybermen'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLsGXz1WnkI/AAAAAAAABaU/0RmKdk0rlEs/s72-c/Untitled8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-2895758663963035040</id><published>2008-08-27T22:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:04:05.758+01:00</updated><title type='text'>John Lumic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXD3ZxvShI/AAAAAAAABOA/nlNhGyI0Om4/s1600-h/Untitled15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXD3ZxvShI/AAAAAAAABOA/nlNhGyI0Om4/s400/Untitled15.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239309098095168018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Parallel Earth&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Lumic was a business tycoon and owner of Cybus Industries and the creator of Cybus Cybermen. Born in Great Britain (he called it "the homeland"), he advanced the entire planet through such inventions as the EarPod. Though he publicly denied rumors of ill health, Lumic suffered from a terminal illness and used a motorized wheelchair as transport. He devoted all of his resources to discovering a way to extend his own lifespan. To this end, he used Cybus Industries' front organisation, International Electromatics, to abduct homeless people as a test subjects. These captives were transported to Lumic's factory in London, Battersea Power Station, where they were upgraded into Cybermen. Lumic took strict measures to keep the project secret, even killing a member of his staff who threatened to blow it. Once his breathing apparatus was damaged by Mr. Crane, Lumic realized that he would soon die and pleaded with his Cybermen to help him. The Cybermen reasoned that keeping the old man alive would be redundant, and against Lumic's protests, forcibly upgraded him into their new master, the Cybercontroller.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: Rise of the Cybermen, The Age of Steel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-2895758663963035040?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2895758663963035040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=2895758663963035040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2895758663963035040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2895758663963035040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/john-lumic.html' title='John Lumic'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXD3ZxvShI/AAAAAAAABOA/nlNhGyI0Om4/s72-c/Untitled15.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-9025818212591177466</id><published>2008-08-27T22:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:03:39.822+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Clockwork Droids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXDJbzo2dI/AAAAAAAABN4/tr0J44QjIlw/s1600-h/Untitled14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXDJbzo2dI/AAAAAAAABN4/tr0J44QjIlw/s400/Untitled14.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239308308366023122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Unknown&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Android Robot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clockwork Repair Droids were androids who came to stalk and take Madame de Pompadour's brain in 18th century France, believing it could be used to repair their ship.&lt;br /&gt;The Clockwork Robots began as repair robots on board the spaceship SS Madame De Pompadour in the 51st century. Their only purpose was to fix the ship if it broke down. When the ship did break down in the Dagmar Cluster, they did not have the right parts and so they used the 50 crew members on board, using their body parts to repair the ship. The last part they needed was a brain and they believed that only a 37 year old brain (the same age of their ship) would work. They modified the ship's quantum drive to open multiple time windows to 18th century France and passed through it at various stages of Madame de Pompadour's life, attempting to find her in her 37th year.&lt;br /&gt;They followed camouflage procedure to blend into the surroundings by dressing in 18th Century costumes. They are equipped with a short range teleporter, scanners, tranquilizers, and sharp saw-knifes for part removal. They can also heat themselves up if they get frozen and empty unwanted fluids out of their system. Whenever they are in the room, they make an unnerving 'tick tock' noise from their clockwork parts, which means they often break the clock in the room to avoid raising suspicion. The Doctor defeated them by disconnecting the time window that led back to the ship, which caused them to shut down from lack of purpose.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: The Girl in the Fireplace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-9025818212591177466?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/9025818212591177466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=9025818212591177466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/9025818212591177466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/9025818212591177466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/clockwork-droids.html' title='Clockwork Droids'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXDJbzo2dI/AAAAAAAABN4/tr0J44QjIlw/s72-c/Untitled14.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-2227714584764922011</id><published>2008-08-27T22:05:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:53:12.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Werewolf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Episode%20Guides/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-8-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Episode%20Guides/screen-capture-8-1.png" border="0" alt="Tooth and Claw" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; New Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lupine Wavelength Haemovarioform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tooth and Claw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This alien werewolf fell to Earth in Scotland, in 1540, where it landed in St. Catherine’s Glen, near a monastery. Upon impact, only a single cell survived. It was passed down centuries by incubating in hosts, by biting them. Monks at the monastery kidnapped young boys to make them into hosts for the werewolf to bite. This group of monks were called the Brethren, and worshipped the Werewolf instead of God! At the full moon, the host would transform into the werewolf and go rampaging around. The Werewolf seemed to show an aversion to mistletoe. Whether this was forced on by the Brethren or an allergy is unclear. In 1879, they diverted Queen Victoria to Torchwood House, where the Werewolf would be waiting to bite her and pass on the cell, to make her the new host, leading to the creation of the ‘Empire of the Wolf’. The plot was foiled by the Doctor and Rose, when they used a telescope, which was actually a light amplifiation chamber and the Koh-i-Norr diamond to focus the moonshine on the wolf, dispelling it from Earth. Whether the Werewolf bit Queen Victoria or not is unclear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-2227714584764922011?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2227714584764922011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=2227714584764922011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2227714584764922011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/2227714584764922011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/werewolf.html' title='Werewolf'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Episode%20Guides/th_screen-capture-8-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-478875861379462237</id><published>2008-08-27T22:05:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:03:21.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Krillitane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXCFCwzwoI/AAAAAAAABNw/W5YWzDOqNU0/s1600-h/Untitled13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXCFCwzwoI/AAAAAAAABNw/W5YWzDOqNU0/s400/Untitled13.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239307133412164226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Krillia&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Humanoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Krillitanes are bat-like humanoids, with wings, sharp claws and a flattened face with fangs. The colours of their skin varied and could be anything from a sort of pink to charcoal grey. They are smaller than humans, they sleep upside down, and they have very sensitive hearing. They can also change into a morphic illusion of a human, so look like a human. Krillitanes are carnivorous, but have been known to eat rats. They make Krillitane Oil, which makes humans more clever, but is deadly to Krillitanes. In 2007, a group of Krillitanes led by Brother Lassar had landed in Deffry Vale in London, the arrival of their spacecraft marked by UFO activity and the occasional appearance of a localised orange glow in the sky. They had taken over Deffry Vale High School. Using Krillitane oil and an advanced computer network, they were using the brains and imagination of the students as a type of computer in order to work out the Skasas Paradigm.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: School Reunion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-478875861379462237?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/478875861379462237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=478875861379462237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/478875861379462237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/478875861379462237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/krillitane.html' title='Krillitane'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXCFCwzwoI/AAAAAAAABNw/W5YWzDOqNU0/s72-c/Untitled13.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-5637760939185631907</id><published>2008-08-27T22:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:02:37.125+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters of Plenitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXA3Iw7yfI/AAAAAAAABNg/Y-45teoA5cE/s1600-h/Untitled11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXA3Iw7yfI/AAAAAAAABNg/Y-45teoA5cE/s400/Untitled11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239305794993506802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: New Earth&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Humanoid Feline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sisters of Plenitude were an group of Catkind nuns, who spend their lives helping the sick. One group of the Sisters had a hospital named Pleasure Gardens on New Earth, nearby New New York. This hospital was created before the Humans got there and was created to deal with all their diseases. They had cures for nearly every known disease and were able to heal their patients with remarkable efficiency. Many of the treatments shouldn't have been discovered for at least a thousand years, according to the Doctor. Unfortunately, these amazing skills were gained by using thousands and thousands of grown human clones. They were infected with every known disease and killed if they started to show signs of thought. This was due to the fact that other, more humane methods were too slow to deal with all the diseases. These disease carriers were released by Lady Cassandra and eventually cured by the Doctor. The Sisters were later arrested by the NNYPD for their actions.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: New Earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-5637760939185631907?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5637760939185631907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=5637760939185631907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5637760939185631907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/5637760939185631907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/sisters-of-plenitude.html' title='Sisters of Plenitude'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXA3Iw7yfI/AAAAAAAABNg/Y-45teoA5cE/s72-c/Untitled11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-3607508874360568988</id><published>2008-08-27T21:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:02:13.212+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sycorax</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXAdrG_tLI/AAAAAAAABNY/gdhMTv7sJio/s1600-h/Untitled10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXAdrG_tLI/AAAAAAAABNY/gdhMTv7sJio/s400/Untitled10.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239305357536244914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Fire Trap&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Humanoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sycorax were humanoid in basic appearance with glowing red eyes. Sycorax had both an endo- and exoskeleton. This exoskeleton covered part of their head (giving them a skull-like appearance), while the rest of their face was vulnerable skin. They originated on an asteroid in the distant JX82 system, known as the Fire Trap. At some point in Sycorax history, many tribes left their home region in their Asteroid ships to explore space, as well as conquer and enslave other planets, expanding the empire. In 2006 a Sycorax Asteroid ship inhabited by the Halvinor Tribe entered the solar system in an attempt to enslave humanity and steal their resources. A human space probe, Guinevere One, crashed into the spaceship near Mars. With a sample of A+ blood from the probe, they would use blood control to force humanity into surrendering. Their leader controlled everyone with the A+ blood type, commanding them to stand on the top of the tallest buildings. They delivered their ultimatum: half of the population to be sold into slavery or one third to kill themselves.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: The Christmas Invasion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-3607508874360568988?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3607508874360568988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=3607508874360568988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3607508874360568988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/3607508874360568988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/sycorax.html' title='The Sycorax'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLXAdrG_tLI/AAAAAAAABNY/gdhMTv7sJio/s72-c/Untitled10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-8844197876135459625</id><published>2008-08-26T20:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:01:45.972+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dalek Emperor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLRYzVBzkjI/AAAAAAAABJQ/ph3W-f-x4Ks/s1600-h/Untitled3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLRYzVBzkjI/AAAAAAAABJQ/ph3W-f-x4Ks/s400/Untitled3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238909905380020786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Skaro&lt;br /&gt;Life Form: Armored Kaled Mutant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the Last Great Time War, this Dalek Emperor, possibly different from those before it, led the Dalek race into battle, but was believed to have been destroyed, at the end of the war. It’s ship had barely survived, and it fell through time and afterwards it went into hiding and went on to rebuild a new race of Daleks. This Emperor was a Dalek mutant floating in a transparent tank of liquid, topped by a giant-sized Dalek dome, complete with eyestalk, and flanked by panels of armour dotted by Dalek "bumps". Because this Emperor had recreated the Dalek race, it saw itself as a god, and had transformed its Daleks from fascists to religious fanatics centred around them worshipping it. This Emperor was supposedly destroyed by Rose Tyler, along with the rest of the Daleks, after she had absorbed the whole of the time vortex into her head, through the Tardis, and became the ‘Bad Wolf’, which had been following her and the Doctor around for ages!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: The Parting of the Ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-8844197876135459625?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8844197876135459625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=8844197876135459625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8844197876135459625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8844197876135459625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/dalek-emperor.html' title='Dalek Emperor'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SLRYzVBzkjI/AAAAAAAABJQ/ph3W-f-x4Ks/s72-c/Untitled3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-8548741446227591113</id><published>2008-08-19T19:54:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:56:40.832Z</updated><title type='text'>The Empty Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-4-6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-4-6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Humanoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Empty Child, The Doctor Dances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Empty Child was actually a young boy called Jamie, who’d been killed in an air raid during the London Blitz (massive head trauma on the left side, partial collapse of his chest cavity on the right and a gash on the back of his right hand), wearing his gas mask at the time. Captain Jack Harkness, a Time Agent purposely crashed a Chula Ambulance, with effective Chula nanogenes inside. These nanogenes first came into contact with Jamie when he was dead. They reanimated him, but still with all the injuries and the gas mask stuck on his face. These nanogenes then thought that that was what humans were supposed to look like. The nanogenes then went to other people, whoever Jamie touched, and they ‘repaired’ them as well, still with injuries and gas mask. Whenever anybody with the ‘disease’ touched anyone, then they too would become like them, turning into gas mask zombies. The reason behind them all saying ‘Are you my mummy?” was due to Jamie wanting his mummy before he died, so he still thought that. When he found his mother, Nancy, who first claimed to be his sister, the nanogenes realised they had got human DNA wrong, and they turned Jamie back to his original state, alive, including everyone else who had been turned the same way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-8548741446227591113?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8548741446227591113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=8548741446227591113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8548741446227591113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8548741446227591113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/empty-child.html' title='The Empty Child'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-7456665679030381309</id><published>2008-08-19T14:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:46:17.900Z</updated><title type='text'>Henry Van Statten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-2-6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-2-6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dalek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Henry Van Statten was the multi-billionaire owner of the internet and the head of an American Company called GeoComTex. He was also a collector of various different alien artifacts, which he kept in his underground base, called the Vault, fifty floors under Utah. In his collection, there included a creature, which he called the a ‘metaltron’. Little did he know that he had actually acquired a Dalek, that had survived the Time War! His work partners were Diana Goddard and Adam Mitchell. The Doctor and Rose landed, in the middle of his collection, after following the Dalek’s distress signal. Van Statten showed the Doctor, his ‘metaltron’, but the Doctor knew what it really was, and so ordered for the Dalek to be destroyed, worried of killing many people on the planet, but van Statten refused! Van Statten captured the Doctor, after the Doctor owning up to be an alien, as he wanted to find out more about his species. Rose had touched the Dalek, and the DNA had been transferred from Rose to the Dalek, but nothing was going to stop the Dalek from killing everyone it saw! It wasn't until Rose's emotions had started seeping through into the Dalek, and it became more friendly! It did not kill Rose when it had the chance to, but spared her life! In the end, it destroyed itself, after realising how much of a monster it's race was, and decided it doesn't deserve to live! After the Dalek had killed two hundred GeoComTex personnel he was taken away, mind-wiped and left on the street for keeping something so dangerous! Diana Goddard ordered this and took over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-7456665679030381309?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7456665679030381309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=7456665679030381309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7456665679030381309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/7456665679030381309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/henry-van-statten.html' title='Henry Van Statten'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6617228026702564346</id><published>2008-08-19T14:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:12:42.827Z</updated><title type='text'>Slitheen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-37.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-37.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Raxocoricofallapatorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Living Calcium bipeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Aliens of London, World War Three, Boom Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Slitheen are large green savage criminals. They are eight feet tall, and have large claws at the end of their arms to use in attack. The Slitheen came to Earth, after being thrown out from their home planet, Raxacoricofallapatorious, that if they ever return there, they would be executed!&lt;/span&gt; Female Slitheen are known to being able to produce poison. They are able to make poison darts at the end of the finger, which they then fire at their enemy, or they use their poisonous breath. The Slitheen use compression fields, which they have around their necks, which makes them smaller, so that they can fit into skin suits they make from humans that they have killed. They use these skin suits as disguises, so people don’t know who they really are. The suits do have limits though, so the Slitheen family usually just use fat people, as they are too big. The Slitheen’s use of their compression fields mean that they are vulnerable to acetic acid, so if you’re ever in trouble with them, a quick bit of vinegar would kill them nicely! Another side effect of the field was that, due to the gas exchange, the Slitheen could not stop farting. The smell it made was very similar to bad breath, and the Doctor said it was due to the calcium decay. They came to Earth to turn the planet into a huge reactor pile, and then sell the remains of the planet of as cheap, starship fuel. They made a real pig look alien, to distract attention from their main plan, and flew a spaceship, with the pig inside, into Big Ben! The Slitheen family disguised themselves as English government members. They took the skins of the body and hid inside them, using a zip they made on the body’s forehead, to open it up again, so they could take the skins off. The Doctor helped defeat them using a missile onto 10 Downing Street,  where the Slitheen were stationed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6617228026702564346?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6617228026702564346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6617228026702564346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6617228026702564346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6617228026702564346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/slitheen.html' title='Slitheen'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-8243376519003849851</id><published>2008-08-19T14:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:47:50.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gelth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SKrPAGh4NPI/AAAAAAAABFQ/bldgNs2guVo/s1600-h/Untitled2-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SKrPAGh4NPI/AAAAAAAABFQ/bldgNs2guVo/s400/Untitled2-1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236225117431280882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Planet: Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life Form: Gaseous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gelth were a humanoid species who lost their bodies in the Time War. During the War, billions of Gelth were turned into gas, which they could shape themselves into wraith-like forms. These Gelth needed to be in a gaseous environment to survive.&lt;br /&gt;Discovering the Cardiff rift to Gabriel Sneed's mortuary in 1869, they were naturally attracted to the area, since they could inhabit the gas found in the pipes and emerge through gas lamps. They also discovered that they could survive in the gases in a decomposing Human and as the Doctor put it, "use it as a vehicle". While inhabiting the corpses, the Gelth could control and move the dead humans as walking corpses who leaked out luminous blue gas. The Gelth's control of the corpses was tenuous at best. The Gelth contacted Gwyneth, Sneed's servant, who had psychic ability. She thought of the Gelth as angels. Through Gwyneth, the Gelth spoke with the Doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Episodes: The Unquiet Dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-8243376519003849851?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8243376519003849851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=8243376519003849851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8243376519003849851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/8243376519003849851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/gelth.html' title='Gelth'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/SKrPAGh4NPI/AAAAAAAABFQ/bldgNs2guVo/s72-c/Untitled2-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6414756228481381201</id><published>2008-08-19T14:43:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:43:44.246Z</updated><title type='text'>Autons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-5-11.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-5-11.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unknown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Plastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Rose, Love &amp;amp; Monsters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Autons are plastic in any shape or form, that have been animated by the Nestene Consciousness. They can be anything plastic based, but most of all plastic dummies from shop windows were useful for the Nestene. They acted as humans, though not very realistic, and could move limbs with jerky movements. Other things included a rubbish bin, that rumbled. When Mickey Smith lifted up its lid to see if there was anything inside, he got stuck to it, trying to pull away, but stretching the plastic. They captured him when they were trying to get to the Doctor, and replaced him with a plastic form, although Rose thought he was real. They broke out of shop windows, and used guns placed inside their hands, to shoot anyone they wanted. The Nestene used them as its guards and restrainted the Doctor. When the Nestene was destroyed, they returned to their original forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6414756228481381201?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6414756228481381201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6414756228481381201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6414756228481381201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6414756228481381201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/autons.html' title='Autons'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-1937345025852633911</id><published>2008-08-19T14:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:24:45.956Z</updated><title type='text'>Adipose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-6-3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/screen-capture-6-3.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Adipose III/Bred on Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Partners In Crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Adipose nursery planet, Adipose III had gone missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; (later found out to be Davros' actions), and so they hired wet nurses to find new planets for the Adipose to breed on. Miss Foster (Matron Cofelia), was one of the selected. She found planet Earth, but did not realise that she had landed on a Level 5 planet, and that was illegal under the acts of the Shadow Proclamation. In London, she set up a company called Adipose Industries, to secretly make the new off-spring. She made diet pills, which was a very good and effective way of losing weight. But, for the humans, they weren't in such luck. These pills were disguised Adipose seeds. It meant that it would cause human fat (or adipose tissue) to go through parthenogenesis, thus creating some Adipose children. From these people who took the so-called 'pills', a new Adipose would be born every night, while the human was sleeping, and Miss Foster's trusted followers would collect them. Apart from fat, they are able to convert bone, hair and muscle tissue as well, making more children, but this is not good health, and so they most frequently use just fat. But in emergency circumstances, they must have a forced reproduction, and the complete human body was transformed into many Adipose. When they had the full transformation, lead by Miss Foster, the Adipose started breeding out of the humans, but was stopped in time before anyone was killed, and were sent back to their families in the Nursery Ship, but Miss Foster was dropped to her death.The Adipose were mainly just blobs of live fat, and do not have many characteristics. They do have squat legs, webbed arms, two black eyes and a mouth with a single white fang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-1937345025852633911?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1937345025852633911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=1937345025852633911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/1937345025852633911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/1937345025852633911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/adipose.html' title='Adipose'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/Advent/th_screen-capture-6-3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920225763047950078.post-6033617143548869307</id><published>2008-08-19T14:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:16:35.799Z</updated><title type='text'>The Jagrafess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-2-11.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm191/Vassilator/screen-capture-2-11.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home Planet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Jagrafessfold Breeding Grounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life Form:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Jagrafess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Long Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Jagrafess (Mighty Jagrafess of the Holy Hadrojassic Maxarodenfoe or Max, as he was known by the Editor) was the controller of the Fourth Great and Bountiful Human Empire, via the news-broadcasting station, Satellite Five. It was an enormous, grey, lump of fat, muscle and water. It contained a lot of heat, but it needed to be cool to stay alive. Satellite Five was the only place far of its home planet to produce enough cold air for it. All the heat from Floor 500, where the Jagrafess was, was being transferred to all 499 floors below it, to keep it cool. The Jagrafess could not work all controls by himself, so had someone to do that. This person was called the Editor, the human servant of the Jagrafess. He managed all operations. The Jagrafess and the Editor hid in Floor 500, and no one knew about them in lower levels. Whenever someone got promoted to come to Floor 500, they would stay there. But the Jagrafess wasn’t really in charge. It was all part of a plan. It took orders from the Doctor’s oldest enemies, The Daleks… The Jagrafess was defeated by the Doctor, when Floor 500 overheated, and the Jagrafess exploded!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920225763047950078-6033617143548869307?l=atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6033617143548869307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920225763047950078&amp;postID=6033617143548869307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6033617143548869307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920225763047950078/posts/default/6033617143548869307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atts-monsterandvillainfiles.blogspot.com/2008/08/jagrafess.html' title='The Jagrafess'/><author><name>adv</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SFJBA0WPnaU/STxnpJx2XRI/AAAAAAAAEVw/0efdFgqMW6g/S220/screen-capture-6.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
