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The Rules of Torchwood Three
Title: The Rules of Torchwood Three
Characters: Team
Spoilers: Through 2.13.
Rating: PG, Gen.
Warnings: None.
Author's Notes: Credit to
nardo218 for the Matrix screen saver line. Also,
ak_alterego has created a graphical version of this with awesome handwriting and layout. If you'd like to comment, you can do so here.
The Rules spawned a series of stories now known as the Rulesverse, centred around an OC named Nicholas who comes to work for Torchwood after Jack's disappearing act at the end of Season One. You can find them at the rulesverse tag. Their proper order is:
1. Nicholas Redux
2. The TARDIS House Rules
3. International Rules
4. The Rules of Social Conduct
They are now all available at AO3.
First posted 2.20.08
Summary:
Imagine, if you will, a raw recruit to Torchwood, stood purposefully in front of a large whiteboard in a corner of the Hub.
"Memorize them," Ianto tells him, claps him on the shoulder, and wanders off.
The Rules of Torchwood Three
We do not mess with the rift.
No, really, we do not mess with the rift.
We do not put pizza boxes on top of alien artefacts even if there is no other room on our desk.
We do not put pizza boxes on top of Jack's biology experiment simply because there is a heat lamp there.
We do not microwave anything in tinfoil. You are all certified geniuses. Learn cause and effect.
We do not smoke anything found growing in the cells even if we are 100% certain we know what it is and ifSuzie Ianto ever finds out who planted it, there will be Words.
We do not steal Owen's surgical gloves. They are not Marigolds, balloons, or insulation.
We do not switch off the oxygen feed on Suzie's welding rig simply because she makes amusing faces when she is annoyed.
We do not steal artefacts. We do not abuse the power of stewardship with which we have been entrusted in order to get laid.
We do not touch the coffeemaker. If we want coffee we will ask Ianto.
We do not refer to Gwen as "Rookie", "Angel", or "Flatfoot".
We do not throw tools.
Only Jack is allowed to throttle members of the staff.
We do not find rubber duckies floating in the Hub pool amusing.
Tosh's handwriting: We didn't know they would clog the filters. Sorry.
We do not press buttons on artefacts simply to see what will happen when we do.
We do not under any circumstances take home any aliens no matter how attractive, fuzzy, harmless, or delicious they appear to be.
We do not drink anything, ever, around Tosh's station unless we are Tosh.
Owen's handwriting: Wasn't me.
We do not wear any articles of clothing, armor, or headgear that do not belong to us.
Owen's handwriting, scratched out with a heavy marker pen:We do not store our girlfriends at the Hub.
Jack's Handwriting: We do not throw stones when we live in glass houses. Owen.
We do not refer to Rhys as The Civilian.
We do not borrow Ianto's earpiece because we cannot find ours. We will ask Ianto first if he can find ours.
We do not leave the keys in the SUV. Ever.
Owen's Handwriting: We do not take Owen on camping trips.
We do not denigrate the fine men and women of the local police authority and if they write us parking tickets we do not expect Torchwood, Gwen, or Ianto to get us out of paying.
We do not play first-person shooters, MMORGs, or Tetris on Tosh's computers. We do not install The Sims on any Torchwood servers.
We absolutely do not shag anything we cannot verify as human.
Jack's handwriting: Ianto, this seems very xenophobic to me. There are lots of perfectly charming shaggable species out there who aren't human.
Amendment: Unless we are Jack, who knows what he's doingand it's not like you could stop him anyway.
Jack's handwriting: Don't make me discipline you.
We do not trust the undead. We do not take the undead on field trips.
We do not use Gwen's soymilk even if we are out of cream and not man enough to drink our coffee black.
We do not borrow Ianto's car without asking. We have our own cars.
WE DO NOT MESS WITH THE RIFT.
Jack's handwriting: We do not shoot our superiors OR colleagues.
Gwen's handwriting: We will leave a note if we intend to be missing for more than two hours, days, weeks, months...
Jack's handwriting: We're sorry.
Unauthorised Police Public Call Boxes are required to give advance notice before arrival.
Jack's handwriting: WE SAID we're sorry.
We do not humour the whims of time-traveling ex-partners.
[Evidence of Jack's handwriting has been erased.]
We do not sniff any of the resonators, especially the sub-etheric.
When dying, we will make every effort not to bleed on the SUV's upholstery.
We do not use Ianto's screwdriver set to try and pry open locked boxes. They are obviously locked for a reason.
Gwen's handwriting: Can't resist a puzzle. I'll buy you a new set.
We do not refer to Rhys as Tonto, Robin, or Arthur.
We will respect Owen's desire to become a vegetarian and we will not slip beef into his chili when he is not looking.
Gwen's handwriting: We do not stun-gun people in the head if it is avoidable.
We do not know what Gwen is talking about.
We do not read other peoples' reports, computer screens, or diaries without permission.
WE DO NOT FIRE THE SINGULARITY SCALPEL AT IANTO.
Owen's handwriting: We do not take accidental near-dismemberment personally.
Martha has a boyfriend. Yes, still. Yes. Still.
Martha's handwriting: And if I didn't I'd still shag Ianto first.
Thank you, Martha.
To reiterate: We do not trust the undead nor take them on field trips. A significant goal of Torchwood Three is a decrease in the number of undead per fiscal year.
Owen's handwriting: Get stuffed, Jones.
When Ianto calls us on our headsets we answer promptly.
We do not make inappropriate remarks about childrens' books.
It is not funny to leave the Zombie War Survival Guide on Owen's desk, Gwen.
Jack's handwriting: Maternity leave is now mandatory beginning at first sign of alien impregnation. Maternity leave will be taken in the medical bay or the cells.
Owen's handwriting: Especially for the men.
We do not hurl unnecessary insults at aliens or innocentparents bystanders whom we believe to be aliens.
We do not ask Ianto for mix CDs. He does not "spin like a mofo" and we accept that he does not find this amusing.
We do not think it is funny to install Matrix screensavers on Tosh's computer when she's not looking.
At the first sign of disembodied music of any kind (especially Pipe Organ) we will alert Jack immediately. If we are Jack, we will alert everyone else.
None of us speak Polari, Jack, and none of us want to learn.
We do not eat Tosh's lunch. It is Tosh's lunch and, no matter how hungry we are, we do not eat it. Unless, obviously, we are Tosh.
Gwen's handwriting: No sex in the greenhouse.
That's not going to help much, Gwen.
Doors exist to be knocked upon. Knock thou, and nip trouble in the bud.
Jack's handwriting: Consider the idea that when Jack says no, perhaps there is a reason.
Consider the idea that some reasons are less valid than others.
Jack's handwriting: Consider the idea of being unemployed.
Consider myarse coffee.
If it's on Tosh's desk, don't press its buttons. No. Really.
We do not refer to Rhys as SuperRhys, however much he may deserve the title. It'll only go to his head.
Gwen's handwriting: He will always be Super Rhys to me.
I may gag.
Were we unclear about the part where we don't like the time-traveling ex-partners?
John Hart's Handwriting: That's hardly nice, Eyecandy.
***
The recruit stands in front of the whiteboard. Susie he understands; she was crossed out, Obliterated in the ancient sense -- her name removed, but enough left to read what was wiped away, because she died dishonourably.
Owen and Tosh don't deserve that, but perhaps --
"No," Ianto says, taking the eraser from his hand. "Leave them."
***
Jack's Handwriting:MOST IMPORTANTLY: We're all in this together. Let's make sure it stays that way.The end is where we start from.
Gwen is not allowed to touch the coffee machine.
Gwen's handwriting: You're a bastard, Ianto.
I love you too, Gwen.
JACK I TOLD YOU ABOUT LEAVING ALIEN LIFE FORMS IN THE FRIDGE.
Characters: Team
Spoilers: Through 2.13.
Rating: PG, Gen.
Warnings: None.
Author's Notes: Credit to
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The Rules spawned a series of stories now known as the Rulesverse, centred around an OC named Nicholas who comes to work for Torchwood after Jack's disappearing act at the end of Season One. You can find them at the rulesverse tag. Their proper order is:
1. Nicholas Redux
2. The TARDIS House Rules
3. International Rules
4. The Rules of Social Conduct
They are now all available at AO3.
First posted 2.20.08
Summary:
Imagine, if you will, a raw recruit to Torchwood, stood purposefully in front of a large whiteboard in a corner of the Hub.
"Memorize them," Ianto tells him, claps him on the shoulder, and wanders off.
The Rules of Torchwood Three
We do not mess with the rift.
No, really, we do not mess with the rift.
We do not put pizza boxes on top of alien artefacts even if there is no other room on our desk.
We do not put pizza boxes on top of Jack's biology experiment simply because there is a heat lamp there.
We do not microwave anything in tinfoil. You are all certified geniuses. Learn cause and effect.
We do not smoke anything found growing in the cells even if we are 100% certain we know what it is and if
We do not steal Owen's surgical gloves. They are not Marigolds, balloons, or insulation.
We do not steal artefacts. We do not abuse the power of stewardship with which we have been entrusted in order to get laid.
We do not touch the coffeemaker. If we want coffee we will ask Ianto.
We do not refer to Gwen as "Rookie", "Angel", or "Flatfoot".
We do not throw tools.
Only Jack is allowed to throttle members of the staff.
We do not find rubber duckies floating in the Hub pool amusing.
Tosh's handwriting: We didn't know they would clog the filters. Sorry.
We do not press buttons on artefacts simply to see what will happen when we do.
We do not under any circumstances take home any aliens no matter how attractive, fuzzy, harmless, or delicious they appear to be.
We do not drink anything, ever, around Tosh's station unless we are Tosh.
Owen's handwriting: Wasn't me.
We do not wear any articles of clothing, armor, or headgear that do not belong to us.
Owen's handwriting, scratched out with a heavy marker pen:
Jack's Handwriting: We do not throw stones when we live in glass houses. Owen.
We do not refer to Rhys as The Civilian.
We do not borrow Ianto's earpiece because we cannot find ours. We will ask Ianto first if he can find ours.
We do not leave the keys in the SUV. Ever.
Owen's Handwriting: We do not take Owen on camping trips.
We do not denigrate the fine men and women of the local police authority and if they write us parking tickets we do not expect Torchwood, Gwen, or Ianto to get us out of paying.
We do not play first-person shooters, MMORGs, or Tetris on Tosh's computers. We do not install The Sims on any Torchwood servers.
We absolutely do not shag anything we cannot verify as human.
Jack's handwriting: Ianto, this seems very xenophobic to me. There are lots of perfectly charming shaggable species out there who aren't human.
Amendment: Unless we are Jack, who knows what he's doing
Jack's handwriting: Don't make me discipline you.
We do not trust the undead. We do not take the undead on field trips.
We do not use Gwen's soymilk even if we are out of cream and not man enough to drink our coffee black.
We do not borrow Ianto's car without asking. We have our own cars.
WE DO NOT MESS WITH THE RIFT.
Jack's handwriting: We do not shoot our superiors OR colleagues.
Gwen's handwriting: We will leave a note if we intend to be missing for more than two hours, days, weeks, months...
Jack's handwriting: We're sorry.
Unauthorised Police Public Call Boxes are required to give advance notice before arrival.
Jack's handwriting: WE SAID we're sorry.
We do not humour the whims of time-traveling ex-partners.
[Evidence of Jack's handwriting has been erased.]
We do not sniff any of the resonators, especially the sub-etheric.
When dying, we will make every effort not to bleed on the SUV's upholstery.
We do not use Ianto's screwdriver set to try and pry open locked boxes. They are obviously locked for a reason.
Gwen's handwriting: Can't resist a puzzle. I'll buy you a new set.
We do not refer to Rhys as Tonto, Robin, or Arthur.
We will respect Owen's desire to become a vegetarian and we will not slip beef into his chili when he is not looking.
Gwen's handwriting: We do not stun-gun people in the head if it is avoidable.
We do not know what Gwen is talking about.
We do not read other peoples' reports, computer screens, or diaries without permission.
WE DO NOT FIRE THE SINGULARITY SCALPEL AT IANTO.
Owen's handwriting: We do not take accidental near-dismemberment personally.
Martha has a boyfriend. Yes, still. Yes. Still.
Martha's handwriting: And if I didn't I'd still shag Ianto first.
Thank you, Martha.
To reiterate: We do not trust the undead nor take them on field trips. A significant goal of Torchwood Three is a decrease in the number of undead per fiscal year.
Owen's handwriting: Get stuffed, Jones.
When Ianto calls us on our headsets we answer promptly.
We do not make inappropriate remarks about childrens' books.
It is not funny to leave the Zombie War Survival Guide on Owen's desk
Jack's handwriting: Maternity leave is now mandatory beginning at first sign of alien impregnation. Maternity leave will be taken in the medical bay or the cells.
Owen's handwriting: Especially for the men.
We do not hurl unnecessary insults at aliens or innocent
We do not ask Ianto for mix CDs. He does not "spin like a mofo" and we accept that he does not find this amusing.
We do not think it is funny to install Matrix screensavers on Tosh's computer when she's not looking.
At the first sign of disembodied music of any kind (especially Pipe Organ) we will alert Jack immediately. If we are Jack, we will alert everyone else.
None of us speak Polari, Jack, and none of us want to learn.
We do not eat Tosh's lunch. It is Tosh's lunch and, no matter how hungry we are, we do not eat it. Unless, obviously, we are Tosh.
Gwen's handwriting: No sex in the greenhouse.
That's not going to help much, Gwen.
Doors exist to be knocked upon. Knock thou, and nip trouble in the bud.
Jack's handwriting: Consider the idea that when Jack says no, perhaps there is a reason.
Consider the idea that some reasons are less valid than others.
Jack's handwriting: Consider the idea of being unemployed.
Consider my
If it's on Tosh's desk, don't press its buttons. No. Really.
We do not refer to Rhys as SuperRhys, however much he may deserve the title. It'll only go to his head.
Gwen's handwriting: He will always be Super Rhys to me.
I may gag.
Were we unclear about the part where we don't like the time-traveling ex-partners?
John Hart's Handwriting: That's hardly nice, Eyecandy.
***
The recruit stands in front of the whiteboard. Susie he understands; she was crossed out, Obliterated in the ancient sense -- her name removed, but enough left to read what was wiped away, because she died dishonourably.
Owen and Tosh don't deserve that, but perhaps --
"No," Ianto says, taking the eraser from his hand. "Leave them."
***
Jack's Handwriting:
Gwen is not allowed to touch the coffee machine.
Gwen's handwriting: You're a bastard, Ianto.
I love you too, Gwen.
JACK I TOLD YOU ABOUT LEAVING ALIEN LIFE FORMS IN THE FRIDGE.
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