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Post by The Alchemist on Jun 17, 2011 18:05:24 GMT -5
"Exactly 4 years before the time War. It's never been tried before, but...there's a slight chance it could transcend the Time lock." The alchemist pulled a lever, ran around the control panel, pulled another one, and pressed a button. "So why did they want to run from her, hmm, Master?"
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Post by The Master on Jun 17, 2011 18:08:35 GMT -5
"Before is good." the Master said softly, instincitvely reaching out to grab hold of a railing, before the TARDIS could really start throwing them around. The Doctor may be the worst pilot in the universe, but it still takes at least four people to fly a TARDIS straight at the best of times.
"And she, and the corpse I made before you arrived, were going to eat them." he added, watching very carefully for a reaction to that.
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Post by The Alchemist on Jun 17, 2011 18:11:22 GMT -5
" What? you forced them to cannibalize their own species? Hmph. It's a good thing I put my Sonic on permasleep. She won't wake up till I..." He gazed at the master scornfully. "...Press some thingy on my Sonic.
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Post by The Master on Jun 17, 2011 18:13:19 GMT -5
"You think I started it?" the Master all but fell over laughing, "Just because I do know what human flesh tastes like... no, I didn't make them do it, I just had the deeply ironic luck of landing in their back yard and finding fresh body-parts in their fridge. I ordered her to let them go, and if you hadn't put her to sleep the next thing she would have done was slit her own throat."
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Post by The Alchemist on Jun 17, 2011 18:20:51 GMT -5
"hrm. Well then, she won't wake up. I[ll probably go back and see to it that she winds up in a mental facility. And we're approching the rift. One...Two..Three!!"
The TARDIS Shook, and the whole thing rumbled deeply. "We're here. We're home."
(Want to move this to the Gallifrey board?)
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Post by The Master on Jun 17, 2011 18:22:30 GMT -5
((OOC: Okay... you start new thread... or move this thread... or whichever. I'll meet you there ))
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Post by The Fourth Doctor on Jun 17, 2011 20:41:03 GMT -5
The Doctor, now in his fourth incarnation, whirled around the Tardis interior. Levels flew (as did scarves) as he geniusly flew the time machine through the bounds of space and time. He eventually stopped on Earth, a usual place to go, and finally opened the doors.
Breathing in the fresh, cold air of the afternoon, feeling the rich moister of the country in the air. His screwdriver flew out of it's pocket, the tip extending to a point. "Rift in space and time... Who could that be...?" he thought aloud.
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Post by The Alchemist on Jun 17, 2011 20:48:13 GMT -5
I(oOC//) Thread's been moved to Gallifrey.
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Post by The Fourth Doctor on Jun 17, 2011 21:42:49 GMT -5
OOC: Thanks Eleven, but I'll just move to Gall.
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Jun 17, 2011 23:10:20 GMT -5
As The Tenth Doctor set the time and place for London, 1912, he felt himself doubting that was where he was going. At last, the TARDIS's, "voorp, voorp." subsided. Tenth wheeled around, walked the few steps to the door, and opened it. What he saw was most definitely not London, 1912. He saw his Fourth self waving around his sonic screwdriver. Tenth wondered what he was looking for, so he whipped out his own sonic screwdriver and detected a rift. "Well, time to go have a look at that rift." He said as he got back in the TARDIS and set the coordinates. "Voorp, Voorp."
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