Moffat and Kripke and Whedon should just team up and kill every lovable character ever created.
Moffat: All right, guys, so here’s my idea. This Rory guy, I think we should-
Whedon: Kill him?
Kripke: WITH FIRE.
Moffat: ONLY YOU PEOPLE MAKE SENSE TO ME.
Whedon: We just have to incorporate a blonde girl covered in blood and we’ll be fine…
Kripke: DON’T FORGET FIRE.
Whedon: And Summer Glau’s feet?
Moffat: YES. And if we can just bring in a seemingly innocent childhood memory of our viewers to twist and use to send them to the mental ward…
Kripke: Like clowns?
Whedon: Cannibal clowns. That play poker for kittens.
Kripke: Cannibal clowns that play poker for kittens out of the back of an ice cream truck that plays warped nursery rhymes.
Moffat: We’re so freaking awesome, guys. Now let’s go troll fangirls on tumblr.
Kripke and Whedon: YES!!!!