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vatheon2012-11-24 07:39 pm
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The Doctor Arrives (again)
Who: The Doctor and You
Where: Standard Plaza Drop
When: Late Morning, just before Noon, November 24th
Style: Brackets preferred but I'll match
Status: OPEN
[A rather damp man in a tweed dress jacket and red bow-tie suddenly appears in the plaza next to the corral.
He spins around quickly, observing and taking in the scene before him in a rush of information.
He runs his hand through his hair nervously only to discover that it is wet.]
I'm wet. [He brings his hand down from his head and inspects it. Sniffs it. Then tastes it.]
Correction. [He looks down at the rest of himself and flaps his jacket out a few times as if to get rid of the excess liquid. He begins to straighten his bow-tie.] I'm soaked... [There is a pause.] with salt-water.
And I'm inside a bubble under an ocean next to an enormous piece of coral.
Ooookay. [He claps his hands together and tilts his head to one side and then the other.]
No TARDIS in sight. [He checks his pockets.] Sonic accounted for, that's good. [He removes his sonic screwdriver and takes a reading. There is a green light and an electric buzzing noise for a few seconds. It turns off and he flips the device up to his eyes to inspect the data.]
Well I haven't mis-aimed. There is certainly something odd about this place.
[He places the sonic screwdriver back in his waterlogged pocket.]
So here's a question. [He continues to talk to himself and walks in a semi-circle around the coral.]
Why does this feel oddly familiar?
Where: Standard Plaza Drop
When: Late Morning, just before Noon, November 24th
Style: Brackets preferred but I'll match
Status: OPEN
[A rather damp man in a tweed dress jacket and red bow-tie suddenly appears in the plaza next to the corral.
He spins around quickly, observing and taking in the scene before him in a rush of information.
He runs his hand through his hair nervously only to discover that it is wet.]
I'm wet. [He brings his hand down from his head and inspects it. Sniffs it. Then tastes it.]
Correction. [He looks down at the rest of himself and flaps his jacket out a few times as if to get rid of the excess liquid. He begins to straighten his bow-tie.] I'm soaked... [There is a pause.] with salt-water.
And I'm inside a bubble under an ocean next to an enormous piece of coral.
Ooookay. [He claps his hands together and tilts his head to one side and then the other.]
No TARDIS in sight. [He checks his pockets.] Sonic accounted for, that's good. [He removes his sonic screwdriver and takes a reading. There is a green light and an electric buzzing noise for a few seconds. It turns off and he flips the device up to his eyes to inspect the data.]
Well I haven't mis-aimed. There is certainly something odd about this place.
[He places the sonic screwdriver back in his waterlogged pocket.]
So here's a question. [He continues to talk to himself and walks in a semi-circle around the coral.]
Why does this feel oddly familiar?
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But I'm working on it! I just need to figure out what exactly is going on down here.
[He rubs his hands together in anticipation.]
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[You know speaking of which]
I don't think I ever met a doctor like you before.
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I do this kind of thing all the time. It's what I do.
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Not when you've been through as much as I have.
[His casual attitude fades.]
Plenty to be worried about though.
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[hur hur hur]
What do you mean?
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Ehhh, spiders. I was killed by a giant spider once. Not directly, of course. It was the radiation from the crystal web she had made. Couldn't just let it destroy everything. Come to think of it, there was another giant spider humanoid that tried to destroy Earth.
[He frowns and then looks at her.]
Probably a good idea to be scared of them.
When I say worry, there are plenty of things to worry about. Like the destruction of planets, for instance.
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[With the mention of the destruction of planets, there was a noticeable shift from Shirley]
I don't know much about them but I know that time does stop in different worlds when you're here. So I don't think there's much to worry about? [hopefully]
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Instead, he brightens.]
You're right. Plenty of time for that sort of thing later.
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Then...I guess the important thing right now is to find an exit here... [And yet...]
Do you have any idea on how?
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I've got a few ideas. The first is to figure out how we're being kept here. If it's the coral, then it needs power. If we can disrupt the power - maybe we can escape.
Of course, doing it wrong could cause the bubble to collapse, prevent anyway of us from getting sent back, and we would all die horrible watery deaths.
[He has a wry grin.]
Still a few kinks to work out.
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You're pretty cheerful over the bubble collapsing...I don't I met someone like that before. [Well, maybe Norma]
But I suppose if we find the power, it could be something. The problem is that the coral seems to do some things that would prevent us from doing that.
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Of course it does.
Things can never be that easy can they? [Is it a rhetorical question? Maybe, but he's looking right at her.]
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Although it makes me wonder if anyone got close to finding an exit here. It's starting to seem rather...difficult now.
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[Hm...]
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[He taps his chin.]
Tricky.
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[Whoops]
I meant that they're there to help people if anything bad does happen to them! If someone doesn't have magical abilities, they'll be there to help them out!
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[He rubs his hands together.]
Do you think we could convince them to help us escape?
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[He gives Shirley a bit of a wink.]
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[Don't mind her teasing a bit]
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[He adjusts his bow-tie.]
Now, Shirley Fennes, is there anything I can do for you?
Besides trying to find a way out of here.
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[outside of the issue of Walter...]
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Alright?
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