Session Start: Thu Aug 29 21:09:53 2002 *** Jacie sets mode: +o Bubbles CASTING CALL everyone? <===========Fred : trying to switch back to being awake all day instead of all night <=== Dilfries Hopefully not gryying timrd out like I was >-/ <<---Irish T(The wet stuff is brown now) Cat <==========Drax < <===Sally Anne, aka Bubbles *** TheBrig is now known as DraxCody <<>> <<>> <<>> # = Boardwalk at Vega Prime Session Start: Thu Aug 29 22:00:34 2002 Session Ident: #whosim Session Close: Thu Aug 29 22:00:34 2002 #:: The Doctor runs down the beach, trying to vector the approaching menace so as best to avoid it.:: # = Boardwalk at Vega Prime # :::Fred runs at right angles from the trajectory of the shiny window thingy:: # Drax, tell me that isn't what I think it is! # :::Runs away from the spinning triangle like it was the devil himself after him::: # ::a reflective triangle hurtles down out of the sky, kicking up a whirlpool of air on a warpath for the lone occupants of a dirty disused beach:: #Fred, Irish, stay alert, this is serious. # ::Irish sprints away on his hoverboard occasionally doing stomach turning loop deloops:: *** Jacie is now known as DirDilfries @ ::With a gasp:: Come on Dilfries, we'd better go see what it is! # If you know what it is, you must be a hunter @ ::Bolts from the room with Dilfries close behind:: # ::the whirlpool sucks up sand and water, swirling them around and spitting them out again:: # Hrmm I am the very picture of alertness. ::Irish grumbles swishing his tail:: # ::every footprint of the retreating people is erased almost as soon as its made:: # :::Fred sees the direction Drax is running and follows him:: # ::Throws a green disk one way and runs the other::: @ ::runs through the empty casino in a hurried shot for the service elevator:: #Drac, I'm no hunter! This is no time forr suspicion. That looks like a temporal incursion whirpool! # ::A hologram flickers into existance and "falls down" as a diversion::: @ ::Slaps the elevator button and mutters:: this thing probably won't work Dilly. > @ ::doors open with an audibly creak. The carriage box trembles ominously:: # ::continues to follow Drax::: # ::Irish looks up into the sky with his whiskeres twitching furiously:: A time-space vacumn cleaner.. #While moving quickly and peering at the whirlpool, the Doctor notices somerthing else...a sound, a shadow...> @ Damn Central Authority. If we only had a few credits for repairs... @ One life to live, right? ::Jumps on board the elevator @ ::Sharp intake of breath:: Careful Dilly, the walls have ears, you know. @ This isn't a soap opera Sally. ::gets on:: I'd give anything if it were only that simple. # ::Runs in a random pattern, thinking if I'm not sure where I'm headed they can't be either:: # Maker I am sensing something.. And Its something I dont like. ::Irish shudders in terrible dread:: # :::looks around, not sure where she is, but following Drax so she won't be lost::: @ ::Flashes a crooked smile:: I know, I know, just trying to lighten things up. I'm nervous as heck really. @ Don't remind me. ::punches the RF button, but it doesn't light. Presses it several more times until it does light:: @ Maybe this wasn't such a good idea... # :::Curses to his self:: @ Let's just stick to damage control, ok? And please don't tell me "I told you so". #Irish, I've go a bad feeling about this. #::The Doctor waves and shouts at the others:: There's a tidal wave on the way! # Bright ran with your Kin Maker.. Not sure what direction they are going to end up. # ///One more lousey day and I'd could have repaired my TARDIS and have a way out of this mess/// @ ::the elevator doors creak closed very slowly, then the engine rumbles loudly:: @ Maybe we should take the stai-- ::the carriage shoots up wildly and lightning fast:: # By My Green Whiskers No ! Not a wave of wet stuff ! :: Irish gets knocked off his hoverboard:: @ Yeah right, whatever, Dilfries...kind of late for that now! ::Falls against Dilfries and holds on tight.:: @ ::stumbles back against the wall, holds on tight to anything to keep from hitting the floor:: @Aren't we going the wrong direction? What is this a Willie Wonka elevator or something. # ::Sees the tidal wave the Scoop has made::: Hoisted by your own petard you... ::Sees a most unlikely sight in the pool surrounded by a slimely green film::: @ Just... hold... on... ::stutters as the elevator whips along the corridor tunnels and ends in a sharp thump:: @ ::the doors creak open slowly as a gentle beep sounds:: # :::Reaches out with his mind to see if his fortune could really have turned that much:: @ ::picks himself off the floor and dusts off his jacket:: Hmmm, so much for the express. #::The Doctor realizes tht the wave will hit him first, that Irish and Fred are out of his reach, and that he better start planning how to surevive the wave when it hits.::: @ Darn it Dilfries, I'm so tired of this broken down dump. Let's get out of this thing and find out what that alarm was all about. > @ ::calmly strolls out to the recreation deck lobby:: Where did you think I was going, Sally? Come on. @:: Impatiently punches door button, and when it won't respond, whacks it with the heel of her shoe:: @ # :::to herself::: He's trying to get into the TARDIS? # ::Runs into disgusting pool splashing jets of viscious material everywhere:: @ ::picks up speed the moment he opens the lobby doors, heads down the flights of exterior steps toward the beach:: @ ::Rolls eyes and follows:: Men! # :::is so very glad she's wearing her knee-length black incredibly tough boots::: #:::The Doctor takes a deep breath and gets ready to roll with the wave::: # ::::runs after Drax::: @ ::Sallie Ann follows along more slowly, uncertain about what to expect:: # :::Pulls out his sonic screwdriver as he reaches the Doctor's TARDIS and starts trying to pop the door lock:: # He'd better not to try to steal it or I'll have to beat him up@ # ::Irish looks around somewhat dazed by being hit by a piece of board and then sees the massive wave of water headed toward him:: Bad Day Bad Day ! @ ::jumps down steps 2 at a time, glances at the beach and sees the tidal wave coming, takes the steps 4 at a time:: Come on Sally!!!! # I can't resist it. #Surf's up. @ ::Keeps Dilfries in sight and tries to assess what she sees, tries to beat down the panic rising in her throat:: # Come on, come ::He mutters:: @ Darn it Dillfies, you can't just run into it all without thinking! & = TARDIS @ ::Screams:: Look Dilfries, there's a tidal wave! & That...meanie!!! & :::goes racing up as he tries to open the door::: # ::Irish gets bashed around by the water:: #::The wave begins surging around them, crashing like a huge wet slap, lifting the Doctor up and into it.::: & Open you ... ::Swings as if to hit the door as it finally opens:: @ Dilfries you fool, you can't just waltz out onto a beach with a tidal wave coming! Don't you watch the movies? @ I know, I know! ::racing for the auxilliary controls:: & :::looks behind her and doesn't like what she sees::: # ::Irish alters his shape becoming a Merstiran Sea Cat:: #:::The Doctor rolls with the current, keeping hiws limbs loose and relaxed, conserving his energfy and his oxygen.:: @ The water rentention system, Sally. We'll have to activate manual controls. & ::::races up and leaps inside the TARDIS before the door closes:: @ Hurry up. We could lose everything if we don't stop that current! @ ::Desperately looks around and spys a bunch of knobs by the door:: Are these the ones you want? @ ::Desperately punches all the knobs at once!:: <::Sniff:: yep> & ::sees Drax standing over by the console:::: @ ::Sparks begin to fly from the control panel:: @ Stupid worn out diodes. Just keep the pressure up. I'll operate the sand pumps. @ ::lifts up a metal flap and begins turning a handcrank:: # ::Irish blinks his eyes rapidly:: Grug Glug Glug .. @ Hate to tell you this Dilfries, but I don't know one knob from the other, so I guess I'll just punch them all. @ I'm a bar maid, not a water system expert! # ::sand seems to build up from the bottom making the water level slowly drop:: & Get away from that! This isn't your TARDIS! *** DraxCody has quit IRC (Read/Dead Error: No error) @ ::glances at the beach:: That's it. Almost got it. @ ::Continues punching buttons until they are all punched and labled "activated." # ::the beach gulps up a huge swallow of sand drenching the water waves:: & :::Fred begins struggling with Drax over the controls::: @ ::sees the wave break into foam and receed:: That's done it. ::Glares at Dilfries:: You big lumbering fool. Next time we run off to save this stinking planet, you'd better brief me on the way. I can't take this any more. #:::The Doctor begins to move towards the light and the water's surface, but it is still boiling all around him.::: @ ::pats Sally on the back:: Excitement does you good, Sal. Your cheeks are rosy again. # ::Irish swims around for a while feeling vastly irritated by being immersed in the terrible wet stuff:: @ :squints into distance:: Hmm, what did that wave wash up? @ ::Mutters underbreath:: Flattery will get you.... @ ::heads off in the direction of the tattered pier:: & :::they struggle, then suddenly Drax knocks Fred into the console..she slumps to the floor, unconcious::: @::Distracted, turns to look, shading eyes:: Oh yeah, there's something moving on the beach...::Follows Dilfries:: @::Stoops to remove heels, carries them and runs to catch up.:: # ::the water begins to break and foam all around the Doctor and Irish:: #::Irish transforms back to his regular cat form when the water begins to decrease:: @ ::Yells to Dilfries:: Be carefull, Dilly, there's something green and slimey in there, and it looks alive! # ::slowly the water level falls into the building sand:: @ :: Holds high heels so she can whack the green thing if need be.:: & :::Drax staggers around the console, punching the buttons hitting the switches for the demat sequence::: #::Irish's fur is beraggled and wtaerlogged making him look like a rough alley cat instead of a sophisticated feline:: # ::Creeps up next to Dilfries and peers over his shoulder:: #:::The Doctor unsteadily regains his feet as the water recedes around him, and begins to realize that he is very much dripping wet.::: @ Just as long as it's not another Seaphant. ::mumbles wishing those intelligent creatures were still around these days:: #::The Doctor wipes his eyes and shakes his sleeves, with his corduroy coat a bit besotted.::: # Dilly, it's a man, wtih some sort of green hairy pet thing. # ::approaches the floatsom on the beach and stands back surveying them:: #Well, Irish, you look good for just having met your greatest dislike so close up. & :::the TARDIS dematerializes::: # ::glares:: What did you think you were doing down here? The beach is strictly off-limits to all residents. # Pet thing ? ::Irish spits out some sand:: #::The Doctor looks up at approaching pair:: Well, well, a welcoming committee, finally. # ::Stays behing Dilly, where it's safe.:: # I asked you a question sir...? Sally, who is this man? I don't remember him on the resident list. # Maker ! Voice says someone is stealing her.. ::Irish sounds really concerned:: #I, sir, am not a resident, but a visitor. And a visitor you should remember, Director Dilfries. # Dilly, do we know this man? He seems...familiar, and yet, I'm sure I've never seen him before. # ::Gasp:: He knows your name. Dilly! & :::Fred comes to and looks around the TARDIS:: #My name is the Doctor. I was here before, that business witgh the cybermen, and along with my companions Irish here and a Miss Jacie Hunter. & ::she finds herself immobilized, with Drax watching the console::: # Your Kin is stealing HOME ! # Hunter? ::expression ices over:: # ::Steps out from behind Dilly and reaches out a hand to welcome the Doctor, but freezes when he mentions Hunter:: & Fred> Sir Drax, why are you doing this? #::The Doctor stops the chit chat and becomes deadly serious.:: # ::snatches Sally's hand:: You shouldn't be here. ::hisses at the Doctor:: # No time to waste in conversation We have to keep from being Tardis Jacked ! # ::Irish races off :: # ::Moves back behind Dilly, giving him a startled look:: #What! He wouldn't dare! My dear Mr. Dilfries, I would like to ponder over these and other magtters with you, but I must go immediately to the recreation deck, I believe it is. & Drax> I'm making a strategic retreat...if only these stupid Type 40 controls would work properly. # ::watches the green cat and his human companion race off for the recreation deck:: # ::The Doctor bounds off after Irish. No one notices that he is now completely dry.::: # ::turns and shares a wide-eyed look with Sally:: # ::Whispers to Dilly:: Who is that man? # ::Looks at Dilly, frightened and says:: I'm scared,Dilly, something is not right about all this. # Don't ask, for once Sally just don't ask. ::races after them:: # Fred> Of course they won't. Voice has a mind of her own. #::The Doctor does his best to keep up with Irish, who bounds ahead of him.:: *** WebChatter has joined #whosim & Fred> She won't accept instructions from anyone she doesn't trust. @ = Recreation Deck # ::Yells:: Oh no you don't, you're not leaving me out on all this after dragging me into it! ::Follows in hot pursuit:: *** WebChatter is now known as DraxMan @ ::as soon as they make the Recreation Deck, a familiar wheeze and groan fills the air:: *** DraxMan is now known as Drax3000 @ ::Reaches recreation deck, high heels still in hand, muttering:: ..and I thought all the freaks at the bar were scary... <> @:::The Doctor arrrives at the recreation deck just as the TARDIS dematerializes.::: @ ::Irish yowls loudly as Home disappears:: @ ::sees a faint blue shape in the empty pool, but a blink later it's gone... as is the noise:: *** DWFred sets mode: +o Drax3000 ::Watches the TARDIS disappear:: I don't like this not one bit, Dilly, you be careful with this man and his mangy pet. @ I am not mangy ! ::Irish turns his green eyes onto the annoying human:: @::The Doctor snarls angrily:: Drax, you will regreat this raash act. I would have helped you... @ ::Demands:: Drax? You know Drax? @ What are we going to do Maker? & ::Smashes fist onto top of console::: You blasted antique, don't you even undestan simple binary? @ I doubt he went far. No more than a few parsecs. Anymore than that and the curfew police would notice. @ To Dilly> We should have known that Drax had something to do with all this, Dilly. & The only way you'll be able to enter coordinates is if I help you. @ You need to explain who the curfew police are.. @ ::raises a hand to silence Sally, his attention is on this stranger:: @ I know Drax well enough to also know I should not have trusted him! & I'm a companion of the Doctor. Voice...the TARDIS..trusts me. & ::Never looking up from the console:: Sure , sure, ut do you have any retirement property I could buy on the cheap? @ ::Irish growls seemingly to grow larger:: Yeah right, Dilly, a few parsecs? YOu mean if the Squids didn't get him, right? @ Where have you been? Everyone knows about the curfew. @::The Doctor turns to Dilfries:: The curfew police? @ Sally! ::grits:: Look whoever you are, I think you should just leave. @ I suppose they also know about the so-called squids as well? @ The Central Authority takes notice of all unauthorized departures. We'll have to report soon. @I am not sure you understand the capabilites of that vehicle. It would take somr pretty impressive police to pull it over. & ::Kicks base of console:::Who's been rewirng this thing?... A clown? @ We cant leave.. Maker's kin stole our Home and transportation.. @ ::clamps mouth shut and pouts:: & If you don't let me help you, we won't be going anywhere. @ I don't care what you think, Dilly, I tell you it was Squids. @ I'd rather not have to explain your... presence here. I've already been far too indulgent, stupidly so, to your kind. & It activates without coordinates and then won't accept imput after dematerializing & I know it's hard, but you'll have to find some way to trust me, at least enough to let me help. @ Squids are wet stuff creatures with long tintacles.. & Fred> Do you know what sentience is? & I know just where I'll be going if I do let a hunter "help" me @ Tentacles that reach everywhere. Now please go! @ ::nervously looks around as if checking for eavesdroppers:: & If you ask that of me, I can but doubt you have any grasp on it's meaning yourself @ We may be inconvenient to you, but we are stranded nevertheless. I need to be able to follow that scoundrel! @ Well, then why don't you just take the other retrograde ship, and be gone then? & ::Gets curious enough to take out one of his little patchwork devices and do a bioscan of Fred:: @::The Doctor looks up at Bubbles:: The what? And whwere would that be? & Fred> Never mind, it's obvious you only believe what you want to believe. @ Ship ? @It's tucked away in some storage lockers,for all the good it will do you. @ Good idea. Go the way you came. It's the only form of transport possible now anyway. @ I saw it there last week when I was storing away the last of the margarita mixers. Looked like a heap of junk to me. @ ::irish spins around :: I didnt sense any other precenses when we landed.. & Well I believe in my own genius and this says you're definitely not one of them even if it can't tell me what the heck you are & The Doctor told me his people are stubborn, rigid, unchanging. I didn't think he was right. @:::The Doctor grins:: You will find, my l,ovely young lady, that under my dirfection it might do us quite a bit of good. Please bee so kind as to show us the way. @ ::nods at Sally:: @ :Huffs:: Men! & Not one of who? @ This way, come on then. ::Walks back towards the beach:: & ::Finally puts away scanner:: What are you? Some kind of alien "bloodhound" your hunter master has hired on? & What are hunters? @ ::Mutters:: Men couldn't find anything if it was standing right in front of them. I swear. @::Follows Sally impatiently::: & Are you trying to say the Doctor is my Master? & You'd better take that back! @ Rounds corner,opens door labeled "Storage Lockers" and waves the Doctor in:: @ ::brings up the rear in the procession, looking around nervously as he goes:: & ::Suddenly beams:: Yes, of course, there's a possible solution, if you are a non temporal being you might be interferring with the TARDIS control system @ ::inside the storage locker is the battered remains of a 20th century type porta-loo:: @ Still detecting nothin at all.. ::Irish twitches as he tries to straiten out his matted fur:: & ::eyes narrowing::: & You must be one of those evil Timelords. @::The Doctor ducks inside, and finds a large but dimly lit storage bay, dusty as well. Stanbding in the middle of the floor, appearing as a large soda pop machine wirth a door in the side is Drax's TARDIS.::: & Like the Master. @ That ?? ::irish draws himself up:: I dont think that will manage to take us anywhere at all.. & What say I just chuck you out into the temporal void? Would you enjoy being dragon chow? If not start telling what's really going on with you @ Like I said, a useless heap of junk. & I've told you. If you try to harm me, you'll find you're in big trouble. @::The Doctor pats themachine::: It would be Fizzade. I wish Fire Escape and Bin Liner were here to have an "ice hot" soda with me. @ It got your friend Drax here. No hurry up. I doubt it will be more than a few more minutes before the temporal waves register. @ ::Portable phone rings:: Let me see h & I've never been anywhere else Miss...? who it is, Dilly. ::Steps aside to answer phone:: @:::The Doctor jimmies with the door, then uses his sonic screwdriver to open it.:: Those Type 45's never were that secure. & If you're going to hurt me, I see no reason to tell you my name. @ Or less... ::steps in closer to Doctor for a confidential word:: & Bullies and brutes and evil people don't deserve respect or civility. ::Mouths to Dilly:: It's the CA! @ Look, if you want to find your friend you'll head a few parsecs toward the outer rim. @ ::Irish opens up the door and goes inside:: Ewwww There are a ton of unwashed clothes inside.. Blech and chewing gum on the floor.. ::Irish is heard to mutter very very loudly:: @ ::nods at Sally mouthing the word "Stall":: & You won't get any help from me now. YOu can just rot!! @ Yes, officer, you want to speak to Mr. Dilfries? I'll see if I can locate him for you. & Villian? I'm the only one of my entire race with a bloody consince & Hah! You're talking about the Doctor, not yourself. @ There's a red planet there, 5th from the sun. & All I'm trying to do is stay free from that lot @::The Doctor looks into the interior of Drax's TARDIS and then back at Dilfries.:: & Any price freedom, eh? @ ::Nods back to Dilly:: Let me put you on hold, sir, he seems to be out of the building. I will do a broadcast and try to locate him. @ It's where all the retrogrades go. The curfew hasn't extended that far, yet. & Kill one person, kill a thousand, it doesn't matter as long as YOU'RE free, is that it? @:::The Dotor nods::: 5th planet, red planet. No curfew. @ Maker.. I honestly dont know if this thing will work at all.. @ to CA> Sir, I can't seem to locate him in the building. You know...I understand sir...it is of the utmost importance that you speack ot him immediately....I am doing my best... & :::Approaches Fred::: Kill? If I were like that I'd be on the counsel @ ::COvers mouthpiece:: Dilly, they want to send in a team. @ ::glances back at Sally sharing her alarm:: One more second, Sal. & I don't know about any council. I just know you're a bully and a creep. & ::The Cloister bell starts booming::: @ ::Irish crawls into the workings of Drax's Tardis and begins to tinker with the panels:: Just maybe I can make this thing work.. @ To CA> We are doing a wide sweep of the area, sir, I expect to locate him shortly, I'll put you on hold again. @ ::whips back to Doctor and hisses:: One more thing... & ::Turns back to read a monitor:: @ The Doctor is dead. Understand? @ If you are him, you're much better off that way. & First villian, now a bullly and a creep, you'll make me the Lord President next & Oh no..something bad is happening. @::The Doctor looks at Iriah:: Well, it isn't very friendly, but it is better than getting arrested as spies as so often happens. @ ::Face turns pale:: To CA> Yes sir, I understand, he will be here shortly sir, no need to yell sir. @ ::before Doc can question that warning, Dilfries turns back to Sally and reaches for the phone:: @ At least I would have time to get my fur fixed.. @ ::Gladly hands over phone:: @ Yes, Mr. Stickright, I'm so sorry to keep you waiting. & ::Pamics:: A time eddy ! ::Dives under console ripping at the wiring:: @ ::Little sparks fly as Irish touches two blue wires together:: @ ::Glares at the cat and the man:: @ ::Irish's fur stands on end:: @ Yes sir... yes I know you have a busy schedule. No, no, that won't be necessary. & A time eddy? @ Try that maker? @ To Dr.> Hadn't you better be going, don't you know good advice when you hear it? @ We just a few minor security glitches... You know how these maintenance systems go on the fritz without overdue repairs. & :::Pulls loose an rod of some sort and is covering in a shower of sparks:: & What are you doing, you idiot?! @ ::walks away as he talks into the phone:: No, I didn't mean to infer we were top priority. @ ::Turns to follow Dilfries as he walks away:: @ Yes sir.. yes, I understand the curfew regulations. ::nods and rolls his eyes at the same time:: & ::Drax is thrown across the room hitting the rickydy chair Fred is tied to with enough force to shatter it and free her::: @ ::Glances over shoulder, thinking:: That man is insane calling himself the Doctor, and that green lumbering feline gives me the creeps. Good ridance, I say. @ ::is heard as he walks away:: These are dark times, sir... I know sir, for the Universe. [[I am hurt Lumbering ? ]] <> @ ::Hurries to catch up to Dilfries:: & ::;Fred stumbles to her feet:: ::Whispers:: Dark times...::Shudders with one last look at the Tardis:: & :::She runs over to the console as a chime signals the TARDIS has landed::: & :::she looks at the screen as all becomes quiet in the TARDIS:: & :::her eyes can't comprehend the sight before her::: -> [Dr10] PING <> <<>> <<>> Bravo! Bravissimmo guys! hurray!!! good job everyone Bravisimo Arthur! Arthur! Fun Fun. Yup. Oh well, he made most of it. Good job everyone.. Poor Tuna *** Drax3000 is now known as TheBrig good job one and all You guys are making this story a lot more fun than I envisioned. Thank you for sharing your talents. *** DWFred is now known as AlxKeegan *** DirDilfries is now known as JacieJen I got the Lord of The Rings Dvd's dooh why did I do dat? force of habit I guess Well, I have a daughter who wants this phone line so she can talk to her boyfriend, so I will say good night all :) I will be signing off too Good night Mary! Night Night.. And tell her to do her homework first! :) Night! I won't be back for a while, school starts and I can't stay up this late, but it was fun this summer. Night everyone Night everyone Be good Be Safe have fun.. Thanks again befre you go, for your care package 8-D I will try to come when I can. Good night to the rest of you too. Have a good Labor Day. Have fun in school this year Mary. You're welcome Cody, enjoy :) *** AlxKeegan has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving) *** IrishTCat has left #whosim And you'll always be welcome Night. *** Bubbles has left #whosim ratz I'm off. Night Cody. I'll see you in e-mail. And I'll drop you a note when I get or send a package. Have a good one! *poof* Session Close: Thu Aug 29 23:19:48 2002