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Post by doctorkernow on Jul 26, 2021 20:34:41 GMT
"Hello again Amorkan," hissed the Myrrka.
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Post by grinch on Jul 26, 2021 20:38:06 GMT
“Blimey, it’s learnt how to talk!” said Graal
“Forget that, who taught it to use a gun?” remarked Amorkan.
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Post by doctorkernow on Jul 26, 2021 20:47:18 GMT
A figure stepped out from behind the huge bulk of the Myrkka, "Of course, you were expecting the Master," the Rani smiled.
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Post by doctorkernow on Jul 26, 2021 20:49:15 GMT
"It was quite a challenge I'll admit, but he makes a very useful pet," the Rani added. "I've even made him look less like a pantomime horse."
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Post by grinch on Jul 26, 2021 20:51:16 GMT
Graal peered around the Rani. He had no clue who she was and was more curious just about the exact size of this cubicle.
Must have been built for the Adult Adipose he thought. They tended to fill out whatever space they were put into.
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Post by timegirl on Jul 26, 2021 21:01:56 GMT
Suddenly as the Doctor was running through the disgusting sewage water, Bill unexpectedly materialized in the middle of the water and behind her was a teenaged Peter Capaldi wearing what appeared to be leather trousers, pierced ears and had evidently dyed his hair bright red.
“I can’t take this anymore! He’s your problem now.” And with that Bill disappeared leaving the teenage boy in the Doctor’s care.
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Post by fitzoliverj on Jul 27, 2021 17:13:22 GMT
Peter glared at 12, who was still dressed as 4.
"Pooh, you're trying too hard," he said. "Anyway, 'Doctor Who' is lame, and their fanclub is dumb."
The Doctor glared back just as hard. Then he spun on his heel, and called to the guard.
"Guard! One of the red-beareded dwarves is here!"
The Acker examined teen Peter. "He is too tall to be a dwarf," it considered, "and his hair, not his beard, is red."
"He's in disguise," the Doctor said quickly,.
The Acker, too unimaginative to detect a lie, shrugged and took the teenage Peter Capaldi away at gunpoint.
"Try and steal my fanclub, will you?" The Doctor got out his thousand-year diary and made a note. "Must create Peter Capaldi robot. Maybe using leftover shouting machine."
He set off for his rendezvous with the Sea Devils, idly trying to remember whether the shouting machine's language had been suitable for building a robot actor out of. It was going to end up on Chidren's tv, after all.
Meanwhile, the Rani was expounding her evil plan.
"Once the bounty-hunters - like roboMykra here - has gathered me ten thousand Clara Oswalds," she exulted, "I will extract all their living fluids and finally uncover the hormone that causes the human 'squee' reaction!"
The Sea Devils shrugged. "Why?"
"To breed it out of humanity!" the Rani cried. "Because it really annoys me!"
Amorkan quickly dropped a starfish into the water. "Oh, look a starfish."
"Isn't it sweet," said Graal. Graal dropped a second starfish.
"Oh, look a second one," said Amorkan. "They're in love."
"Squee!" went Lara.
"Oh, you're right," said Amorkan.
"That is annoying," said Graal.
"I concur," said the Myrka, hoisting its gun and blasting the starfish to kingdom come. Unfortunately, in doing so he blew a hole in the floor, and he and the Sea Devils and the Rani were all flushed away.
When the Doctor entered, he found Lara cowering on a countertop, and two starfish flopping on the rapidly-drying floor.
"I'm the Doctor, I've come to save you!" he said. He peered down the hole. "One out of three's not bad."
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Post by timegirl on Jul 27, 2021 17:29:07 GMT
The teenaged Peter Capaldi despite currently thinking Doctor Who was lame still remembered how to do Venusian Akido though from his days watching John Pertwee! He escaped the Acker and stole his gun.
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Post by grinch on Jul 27, 2021 17:33:56 GMT
Amorkan, Graal, the Rani and the Robo Mykra were quickly flushed out into a large lake which lay outside.
For a moment, all was calm until the water was suddenly broken by Amorkan and Graal who surfaced. The latter who was desperately gulping in air until he remembered that he was in fact amphibious.
“Where’s the other two?” asked Amorkan. Graal ducked his head under the surface. The bottom of the lake was black as pitch and he could see nothing.
“No idea.” replied Graal.
Amorkan nodded and gestured to follow him as they swam to the shore. The Doctor still owed them a lift after all.
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Post by fitzoliverj on Jul 27, 2021 18:05:17 GMT
The Doctor and Lara were halfway to their mysterious destination, the mythical 'Planet of the Claras', the TARDIS flinging its way through time and space, when suddenly - yet again, much to his profound irritation - the phone rang.
"Hallo? Gabby?" The Doctor knew he really ought to have picked her up, especially since he'd recently cleared the decks a bit. "What? Kidnapping? All the same girl? By a staggering coincidence, I'm working on it already. Look, we better meet up. I'll be there shortly."
The Doctor started adjsuting controls. "A quick detour."
The TARDIS made a few noises, and materialised. Opening the doors, the Doctor stepped out into the Bar Galactica, with Lara following on behind him.
At the bar stood Gabby, holding a mop.
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Post by fitzoliverj on Jul 28, 2021 19:37:40 GMT
Rulers of the alternate timeline. The Feratu will not allow themselves to be used for the purposes of the Time War.
The Fendahl. Cannot be controlled; unsuitable for use in the Time War.
The Fendahl Predator. Cannot be controlled; unsuitable for use in the Time War.
Splinters of Clara Oswald. Temporal anomaly; despite suitability of numbers gathered together on the Planet of the Claras, cannot be risked for use in the Time War.
The Clara Predator. Evolved as a reaction to the numbers of Clara Oswald splinter gathered together on the Planet of the Claras. Recommend trial use; suggest creature be removed from its limited habitat and released on wider prey as initial review. Mark of success will be an effective extirpation of the 'Clara' infestation.
Submission to be copied to Rassilon, the War King, Coordinator Romana, and all departments.
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Post by timegirl on Jul 29, 2021 14:19:43 GMT
Meanwhile the teenaged Peter was catching up to 12....
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Post by fitzoliverj on Jul 29, 2021 15:55:01 GMT
"Bwahahahaha!" Peter Capaldi cried. "I hate 'Doctor Who', becuase I wasn't allowed to run the fan club. I burned all my 'Doctor Who' stuff - and now, Doctor, I shall burn you! Bwahahahahaha!"
"Bad fact!" snapped the Grell prison guard. "The Doctor is not here and you have nothing to burn him with."
Peter looked around the cell, in the Sirian Parliament's high-security facility, where he had been taken by the Acker guard.
"Well, maybe not quite yet," he conceded, "but my TARDIS will soon catch up with him, Sarah Jane."
"Bad fact!" protested the Grell. "I am not named 'Sarah Jane'. Additional fact: you are in prison, not in a time machine. Supplementary fact: even if you could escape, which you cannot, and even if you had a time machine, which you do not, and even if you could control one, whcih I doubt, you do not know where in time and space the Doctor is."
"Sarah Jane!" Peter exclaimed in his madness. "You have been replaced with a Kraal robot! I shall deactivate you wiht my sonic screwdriver!"#
"Obvious fact!" the Grell stated with some irritation. "That is not a sonic screwdriver but a bit of wood. Specific fact: it is part of the chair placed in the cell for prisoners. You have broken it off the chair. Important fact: you will be required to pay for its repair."
But in his mind, Peter Capaldi - crazed by his bizarre adventures through time and space and sewage-filled water - wasn't listening.
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Post by fitzoliverj on Jul 29, 2021 15:56:03 GMT
"Unwelcome fact! You have vomited on your shoes. Inference: you have contracted dysentry from the flood." The Grell rang up the prison hospital, and made arrangements for teen Peter to be admitted.
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Post by timegirl on Jul 29, 2021 16:09:21 GMT
At the hospital, the doctors and nurses made arrangements for Peter’s brain to be rebooted and restore it to its former state of childlike wonderment....
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Post by fitzoliverj on Jul 29, 2021 16:31:05 GMT
Meanwhile, twenty-six thousand light years away, half a billion years in the past, the Doctor and Lara were being served drinks at the Bar Galactica.
"Cleaner, barkeep, mixologist, you're a woman of many parts, Gabby," said the Doctor approvingly, as he enjoyed his cocktail. "I should leave you behind more often. Key skills, that's the thing."
"You leave me behind one more time," Gabby snarled, "and you'll get my mop somehwere that lets you wipe the floor hands-free."
Lara was wide-eyed.
"Oh, all right," the Doctor conceded, "I may have taken my time coming back for you."
"I... fell... through... space," Gabby said slowlya nd firmly. "It.... was.. traumatic. And fo ryou to catch me then dump me here didn't make things better."
"But it's lucky I did!" said the Doctor, brimming with positivity. "It's allowed you to keep an eye on the sinister plot that's ensnarled Clara!"
"'Clara'," sneered Gabby. "For all you kept going on about her, I'm less than impressed."
Lara thought that, on behalf of all CLaras everywhere, she ought to assert herself. "I take offence at that."
Gabby was about to expound on why Clara Oswald could never stand up to the standard set by the Gabby/Cindy team, when Beep the Meep rematerialised in the bar, accompanied by some of his employees. The Doctor recognised Orcini, Death's Head, Lytton, and several others. These must be the bountyhunters, he realised.
"Drinks all round!" cried Beep, as they headed to the bar. "The Most-High is genorous! The Most-High is pleased! The planet of the Claras is chock-full!"
"And that's where we need to go next," muttered the Doctor. He stood up.
"Hey," Lara protested, "you haven't explained why I'm the key to fixing all this."
The Doctor sat down. He started to explain. "Well, what's special about you is-"
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Post by grinch on Jul 29, 2021 20:16:32 GMT
Graal and Amorkan sat on the steps outside the Sirius State Parliament Building. There wasn’t much to do aside from watch the hustle and bustle of alien life outside. A Rill slowly slithered past and waved to them which Graal returned.
“He’s not coming back, is he?” said Graal, still waving.
“No. Doesn’t look like it.” grumbled Amorkan. He admired his friends sense of optimism. Trouble is, he’d realised a while ago that they were now stranded centuries from their natural time and millions of light years away from their home world.
“Still, could be worse.” remarked Graal. “Weathers lovely.”
Yes, yes it was thought Amorkan. It was a lovely day.
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Post by timegirl on Jul 29, 2021 20:23:37 GMT
At the prison hospital the nurses and doctors operated on the unconscious teenaged Peter, sucking all the unpleasant anti-Doctor Who snarkiness and pumping back in all the child like wonderment. It was just as well Peter was unconscious as it was quite a gory sight....
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Post by fitzoliverj on Jul 30, 2021 16:58:33 GMT
"Well, it's very clear to me that the two of you have no intention of co-operating," said the elderly Drahvin to her class.
"Yes, we are, miss," said Amorkan.
"Well, open your textbooks."
Amorkan sighed, and opened the large copy of 'So, You're Stuck On An Alien World Billions Of Years From Home With No Hope of Rescue" on the desk.
In the back row of the classroom, Peter Capaldi - reduced from stroppy teenager to wide-eyed youngester - sobbed quietly as he realised what awful fate had befell him.
"Look, this is silly," hissed Graal. "We just have to wait till the Doctor defeats Beep the Meep and brings Lara home."
"Silence!" the Drahvin snapped. "Why should I bother when you aren't even going to listen?"
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"Why should I bother when you aren't even going to listen?" demanded the Doctor.
"We *are* listening," grumbled Gabby.
"I just said how glad I was that you took me away from that horrible Sirius place," Lara explained. "I'm never going back there. But you said my being there was important?"
"No," replied the Doctor testily, "I said that *you* personally were important. The most important of all the Clara splinters. And that is because - you're sure you're not just going to interupt again?"
"Tell us!"
"The reason that you," the Doctor continued, "Lara, are the most important version of Clara, and key to rescuing all the others, is-"
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Post by grinch on Jul 30, 2021 17:03:08 GMT
Amorkan snorted. He’d known Myrkas and other prehistoric beasts friendlier than this teacher.
Back at the bar, the Doctor paused. That was odd, he thought. Another interruption.
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