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Post by grinch on May 4, 2021 21:57:00 GMT
Leela sat puzzled. She was still trying to determine just where that guitar had come from.
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Post by timegirl on May 5, 2021 12:16:00 GMT
12 and Sixie looked as though they were about to get into fisticuffs but Clara gave them her teacher face again.
Then the group went through a complicated plan in order to rescue wee Jago. It involved disguises, hypnotic singing, Leela knife, and if possible fountain of youth antidote for Jago.
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Post by fitzoliverj on May 5, 2021 16:39:39 GMT
Brian and Stregg were finding hteir captive tiresome.
"Don't want that!" young Hal cried as Stregg brought him his supper. "It's snot!"
"It is nothing of the sort!" Stregg protested. "I have put together a meal with all your nutrional needs from their flora around us. It will also taste nice."
"It's snot, 'cuz you're a Snot-aran!" Hal retored, "and you're made of Snot."
"I am not," Stregg began, but was interrupted by Hal's giggling.
"Hah, you said 'snot'!"
"I did not-"
"You said it again!"
Stregg didn't really know how to treat the boy - Sontarans not having children - but attempted to explain to the child about what usually happened to those who mocked the mightiest of Sontarans.
"Poo!" cried Hal. "I know a better Sontaran than you, he's called Strax, and he's mu best friend in the world, and he'll beat you up!"
"I will gladly meet any challenger in battle," Stregg responded, "but you must eat this now."
"Shan't."
At that moment, two figures entered the clearing where Brian had set up camp. They appeared to be a Scots nanny and a gentleman of Chinese extraction, and while Hal did not immediately recognise either as the Master, he instinctively cowered.
"The little darling not causing you trouble, I trust?" Missy asked.
Hal reached fo rhis spoon, and started eating.
The grown-up-version-of-the-boy-War-Master-not-to-be-confused-with-the-War-Master bent over him as Hal ate. "You clever boy," he said menacingly.
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Post by grinch on May 5, 2021 17:12:27 GMT
Brian the Ood approached Missy.
“He’s been no trouble at all” he said in his usual polite tone. His translator orb suddenly flashed a bright yellow.
“Although Mr Ball would beg to differ.”
Missy looked the Ood up and down. She had met some right lunatics in her time (every time she looked in a mirror for instance) but Brian really took the cake.
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Post by fitzoliverj on May 6, 2021 10:58:04 GMT
From Brian, who had contrived to remain dapper despite his dip into the sea, Missy turned to Stregg, who (though now dry) remained bedraggled-looking.
"So this is what remains of my loyal pirate crew," she sighed, "a dandy and a clown."
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Post by grinch on May 6, 2021 11:07:11 GMT
Suddenly smiling from ear to ear, she nudged her future self in the shoulder.
“Get it?”
The grown-up-version-of-the-boy-War-Master-not-to-be-confused-with-the-War-Master merely sighed. If this is what the future held for him he was not looking forward to it.
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Post by timegirl on May 6, 2021 13:20:25 GMT
Meanwhile after the camp was done planning on how to rescue wee Jago, Clara was getting very sleepy. She drifted off and on to sleep on 12’s shoulder. 12 took the guitar from Clara’s hands and began to sing the group a lullaby:
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Post by grinch on May 6, 2021 13:51:30 GMT
Panda, now suffering from a severe hangover, promptly marched over to the Doctor, snatched the guitar from him and proceeded to smash it repeatedly against a tree. Much to the surprise of everyone else and a now speechless Twelfth Doctor.
He took a long deep breath as he held the now wrecked remains of the guitar in his paws and turned to face the others.
“Now, that’s enough of that! Goodnight everyone.”
And immediately fell face forwards onto the ground where he began to snore loudly.
Litefoot coughed. “Well, evidently our furry friend is not much of a music lover.”
“You think that’s bad, you should see him at a rock concert.” muttered Frobisher. “It’s like Sodom and Gomorrah meets the Wind in the Willows.”
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Post by timegirl on May 6, 2021 14:02:34 GMT
“I liked it.” Clara said sleepily smiling her head now resting in 12’s lap. She had been half listening falling in and out of sleep and particularly enjoyed the lyrics about “the daisiest of daisies nodding their heads to rest.”
12 smiled at this validation from his Clara and began quietly singing the lullaby again but acapella.
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Post by fitzoliverj on May 6, 2021 20:10:13 GMT
The rescue - or, rather, the attack - came at dawn. While Missy and her crew were breakfasting around the fire, they were surprised by a fearious creature breaking through the bushes into the clearing. It threw its head back and roared, and waved its arms.
"A bear!" cried young Hal.
"A bear?" asked Stregg. "Bears are dangerous animals, are they not? Do not fear, I shall defend us." He approached the bear, holding a ladle.
"Stay back!" cried Panda (for it was he).
"Mr Ball does not believe you pose a threat," observed Brian.
"IT'S PANDERIN' TIME!"
"Mr Ball does not believe you to be a threat," repeated Brian.
"It isn't!" exclaimed Missy, "it's a diversion!"
"No," Panda contradicted, "*that's* the diversion!" He pointed at Brian, then turned tail and ran back into the bushes.
Missy and her crew all looked at Brian. Brian looked down at himself, and suddenly suffered a genuine moment of existential terror. In each of his hands rested a sphere.
"But... but...." he couldn't believe it. "There are *two* Mr Balls!"
"It's that Whifferdill!" Missy shouted.
"But... which is the real one?" Brian wailed. "They are both speaking to me... whcih is Mr Ball?!"
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Post by grinch on May 6, 2021 21:18:44 GMT
The grown-up-version-of-the-boy-War-Master-not-to-be-confused-with-the-War-Master facepalmed.
“Oh fantastic, an assassin with a complex. One longs for the days of Ogrons.”
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Post by timegirl on May 7, 2021 1:49:06 GMT
12 hid among the trees playing a hypnotic tune on an improvised electric guitar he had constructed himself.
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Post by grinch on May 7, 2021 6:54:59 GMT
“Oh please, you really think that little ditty of yours is going to work on me?” scoffed Missy.
“Or me for that matter.” remarked an increasingly growing impatient grown-up-version-of-the-boy-War-Master-not-to-be-confused-with-the-War-Master.
Pulling out a staster from his pocket, he looked over to see Stregg slowly swaying back and forth, a vacant expression in his eyes.
“Then again...” he muttered, carefully aiming the staser at the mesmerised Sontaran.
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Post by fitzoliverj on May 7, 2021 7:51:20 GMT
"It is not good to fight without proper weapons," sulked Leela.
Litefoot attempted to explain about the hipocratic oath.
Leela looked up. "Give me some of your magic drink, that transformed the small toy into a beast!"
"No!" cried the sixth Doctor. "Absolutely not!"
"You don't want to, love," Iris added gloomily. "Drinking rubbin' alcohol? Panda's one step away from a bottle o'meths in a brown paper bag, believe me."
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Post by grinch on May 7, 2021 8:10:29 GMT
Still very much in a state of distress, Brian frantically looked from one ball to the other. Suddenly, the surface of one of the balls rippled slightly and a fist erupted from it hitting Brian straight in the face, sending him flying back a few feet only to crash into a nearby tree and fall to the ground completely unconscious.
The now discarded ball fell to the ground where it quickly assumed the shape of Frobisher.
“One down, three to go...” he said as inflated his fists to ginormous size and approached the two distracted Masters.
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Post by timegirl on May 7, 2021 12:30:04 GMT
Frobisher played Wack-a-Mole with the two stunned masters. 12 continued on with his hypnotic music which also now included Gallifreyian lyrics he was belting out. Clara snuck up from behind the kidnappers waiting to take wee Jago...
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Post by fitzoliverj on May 8, 2021 12:13:51 GMT
Suddenly, a clump of trees at the edge of the clearing exploded! All sides froze and turned to see a troop of Judoon enter.
"YO-WO-O-BO-STO!" demanded the captain of the platoon. "O-OM-COPTO-BLO-O-THO-MO-O-UNDO-ARRO! ANYWO-HO-INTERFO-WO-BO-SHO!"
"This is supposed to be a peaceful intervention!," the Doctor cried.
One of the Judoon turned, and seeing Clara approaching Hal, raised his lazer pistol.
"You will not fire, tooth-nose!" cried Leela, approaching the Judoon from behind. She hurled something sharp towards him.
"Leela!" screamed the sixth Doctor, running into the clearing after her. "NOOOOOOOOO!"
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Post by timegirl on May 8, 2021 14:55:59 GMT
It was too late Leela’s knife had pierced the Judoon’s chest!
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Post by fitzoliverj on May 8, 2021 19:27:46 GMT
Meanwhile.....
Back in the Obverse, the armies of Strax the Mighty had conquered all. Starting with a simple pointed stick on a single planet, he had won battle after battle, building up a huge army that all fell before.
Only one enemy remained undefeated. Strax and his army now surrounded the foe's home, an isolated cottage on a remote planet.
"Open up!" Strax cried, "and face your doom!"
"The door's not locked," called a voice from the interior.
Feeling a little underwhelmed, Strax tried the handle and opened the door. Inside was a single room, dark and shadowy. He could just make out a figure, holding a large flat, square object.
"I have been waiting for you," said the figure.
"You have been waiting for me to come and kill you," Strax agreed. "I will comply with your wishes. Stand still."
"No!" replied the other, firmly but wihtout fear. "I have been waiting for you to come here... so that I can deliver this to you."
"What?" Strax was confused. "You are my final opponent, and-"
"No, indeed," the figure interrupted evenly, "I am a messenger, here to deliver this to you."
"What is it?" Strax demanded. "Are you threatening me?"
"No, this is not a threat, I am not to deliver you unto death," the other responded, "this is an invitation. For you. From the Shadow Proclomation. There has been an incident in the main universe, and your presence is required at a committe of enquiry."
Strax felt the situation had slipped from his control, and decided to assert himself. "I cannot read this, it is too dark."
"I agree," replied the other figure. Through the gloom, Strax observed that this creature, this messenger, had the head of an amphibian of some description, and was dressed in livery. "It's been dark too long, during the time I waited. It's time to light the lights."
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Post by timegirl on May 9, 2021 13:55:34 GMT
Meanwhile, the Judoon began to surround wee Jago’s rescuers ready to avenge their fallen member!
“ Doctor, you need to sing to them.” Clara called out.
“Which one of us?!” 12 and Sixie yelled out simultaneously.
“Both of you!” Clara shouted in panic.
Both Doctors began to duet a Judoon lullaby....,
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