Ive always assumed that the 'I want to go home' shit was going to involve him making up some planet to get dumped on, rather than him ever intending for the Doctor to take him back to Trion.

See, I'd thought that..but it doesn't fit his behaviour previously. He can be on the run throughout time, with a low probability of ever being caught. He's around high science, and there's always the possibility he can piss off with the TARDIS when he's gotten any information he could want from the Doctor.

Unfortunately somewhere along the way he got to liking it...

Frontios fic is here - and don't use it as an excuse not to write one! mine's AU! *pokes*

Could work well thoughout a fic..He doesnt' remember properly, just knows he's an emigre, has this fear banging at the back of his head, wants to go home but the idea terrifies him and he doesn't know why..then something breaks the floodgates. mm. *toys with idea* hell, evne involve the master and gratuitous use of "I'll break through your barrier!" line *GRIN*

The random Turlough fact I want to explore more is that he's been to the Eye of Orion.

See, I took THAT as him being a smartarsed bastard...and it makes me happy seeing how smoothly and well he picks up on the cue and joins the Doctor in teasing Tegan. It works, and it works far better than the forced comraderie of the earlier Davison stories.

Then again, I'm playing around with an idle fic based on a throwaway line King Of Terrors:
"Turlough can survive easily enough in Earth's atmosphere, but it makes him asthmatic and prone to bouts of nausea and migraine..."

Sure, sure. And your 'breaking the floodgates' idea is quite lovely. But I quite like the thought of him feeling tempted to stay in the TARDIS with the Doctor, and that scaring him - that he actually might be happy somewhere.

Both can be applicable :) it's not like they're mutually exclusive. Plus there's also the whole angle suggested in the novelisation of Enlightenment *digs up book*

"Consider, Turlough," the White Guardian's voice broke in on his thoughts. "Which will you give up - this diamond - or the Doctor? The choice is yours." He moved the dome towards Turlough.

Nobody would push him aruond. Nobody would frighten him! He would show them! He was as good as any of them. Turlough had decided. He glanced at the Doctor to see how he was going to take it. The Doctor was simply looking gravely into the middle distance. With that infuriatingly kind expression. Turlough would have liked to kick it in. He hated the Doctor. And then an awful realisation struck him. He had to hate the Doctor. He had to make himself. He had known that all along. Otherwise he would never be able to do it. And then what would happen to him! He must not weaken. He must think of himself - look after himself - nobody else would! This was his moment. And then he looked at the Doctor again and the truth was unavoidable. He liked the Doctor. He admired him. And he would have died rather than go through with it.

warinbabylon and I have had a massive wank about Turlough's mindset and motivation on more than one occasion, so nup, you haven't spent too long inside his head :D
Still playing with that idea from King of Terror...I wrote about half, then abandoned it with a meh...

nooo! Not the duck! Besides, it's meh. meh meh meh. And set on the TARDIS, and using the assumption that the TARDIS would replicate earth atmosphere, he's getting migraines and I really shouldn't have said that because now you're reaching for the duck and a hammer...

It's such a fun thing to play with , that ginger head - also the evolution of his character, from the damaged, arrogant young man to the mature gentleman of the universe..he goes from caring for his own skin to others. There's a couple key stories - Warriors of the Deep, where he's actively putting himself in danger to save the Doctor and Tegan (pulling the gun on the crew and screaming at them when they're trapped in the coridoor with the myrka) Frontios, where he deals with the demons of his people, going back in the tunnels despite the fact they almost drove him insane (and helping humans no less!) and finally Planet of Fire, where he's come to the end of his journey (so to speak) and he's finally giving up everything - including quite possibly his life - to save the Sarns.

In a way it's rather quixotic I suppose....he's gone from frightened rat to noble hero. He got back a life of value - and then he's throwing it away for others.

Turlough and the Doctor..."Gentlemen of the Universe" oooh make it make it make it *bounces*

He's like a more pragmatic Doctor at the end - he tries to help, but unlike the Doctor he understands far more readily that there are times when you can't. Plus a smidge of weasel :D It's an achievable hero status.

And people think he's just that creepy schoolboy who tried to drop a rock on Fivey.

Is it so wrong of me that I started laughing like a hyena at that? I immediately thought "Bung a rock at him!"

I love how in Frontios he uses the coins to pretend he's being forced into it, rather than actually being selfless, just in case anyone thinks he's all heroic.
And the whole self-deprecating "Of course not [expect him to go down]. I'm Turlough."

I want whiny Turlough with a migraine and it being the Doctor's fault! NOW!
but he's not! this is set in early-terminus somewhere after he gets his room aboard the TARDIS, where he's still be an ingratiating little suck-up!

The Doctor crouched down beside the hunched figure."Why didn't you tell me?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Yes it does." There was gentle reproof in his voice. "You're part of the crew now, Turlough, I want you to feel safe and comfortable."

He may have slapped the young man for the response his gentle rebuke elicited. Turlough shrank away from his words, an odd mixture of panic, pathetic gratefulness and regret flicking across his features before being replaced by his usual glass-like mein. Evidently he hadn't expected this.

anyways, brain is stuck on it. I blame the snot devouring my grey matter. Hell, you can have so far and play with it if you want. *shrugs*

I love how whenever he says his name he's so entirely disgusted with it.

You know, it never really struck me until you said that... especially when introducing himself in Five Doctors. "This is my name, disregard it rapidly please"

bunnies relating to a certain fic on whoslash? *bats eyes*

Oh I don't know, there's two crumpets in that I'd quite like to see smeared with honey...

bathtub smut? *hopeful look*

smut's easy. It's all about sneaking the reader into your filthy little brain and making them see what you want :)

Just write sensations, mostly. works for me

I actually had to research quite a bit of that. The other half got all nervous :P it was a request fic! she wanted utter filthy bondage smut...

and I daresay I delivered :D

so it didn't work for you?

Do I have to nail a duck to my head and demand you finish that fic? Cos I will you know. I shall MWAHAHAHAHA at you in your sleep!

*Tiny, tiny voice*

I'd like to see the finished fic, too.

This is all your fault. Now that Turlough has a leather bed, I'm craving h/c Turlough fic.

To add pressure... I third that, I'd love to see the finished fic also.

Though Frontios related Turlough h/c sounds equally amusing, even if it ends up gen

Ah but the lynchmob is also after her for her proposed Frontios fic... this is an equal opportunity lynchmob

Yay, she has to finish it now!

No i don't! 'cos I got other ones! MWAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAA!!