Session Start: Thu Oct 10 20:54:42 2002
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<TheBrig> Hi Jen
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<Jacie> Hi Cody. When did you get here?
<TheBrig> Tuna?
<Jacie> Hi Tuna!
<TheBrig> hi
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<Dr10> *poof*
<TheBrig> Been here a couple, was thinking I was ghosting
<TheBrig> ty
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<Dr10> :::Brushes himself off:: Hmm, nice landing.
<AlxKeegan> Hi everyone
<Jacie> Hi David!
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<Dr10> Hello, David.
<TheBrig> Hi David
<Jacie> Wow, did you guys all come in the same car or something? ;)
<AlxKeegan> I'll brb, have to bring in Kojack....lol
<TheBrig> Tuna, how was Poland?
<Jacie> Yes, how was it.
<Jacie> I'm Polish and even I haven't been there.
<Dr10> Very interesting. Disregard all racist stereotypes about people in Poland.
<Dr10> They were fantastic.
<Dr10> Beautiful, old, full of art, sidewalk cafes, etc.
<Dr10> Countryside very nice.
<Dr10> Auschwitz and Birkenau, on the other hand, were very depressing but since I was so close I knew I had to go.
<TheBrig> Had too much military history to ever buy Polish bull
<Jacie> Very sad. Ironic too considering the locales I planned for tonight.
<Jacie> I hope this arc doesn't cross too many lines for folks.
<Dr10> It seems to be one of those really nice places thjat other people keep invading and yet they live on into the 21st century. They all seem fairly happy.
<TheBrig> ?
<Jacie> The Empire of Time series is a pseudo-WW II environ.
<Dr10> I see.
<TheBrig> Had got that, thus the Casablanca lines last time
<Jacie> The camp they go to is a sci fi version of those camps, though no barbaric mass murder. Just dictatorial mass lobotomies.
<Jacie> ;)
<Dr10> All part of the same evil we oppose.
<AlxKeegan> I'm back!!!
<TheBrig> WB
<Dr10> In the future it may doubtless be so unless we get our act together as a species.
<Jacie> I had a time figuring out the processing scene. At first I wanted to mark Fred's arm with a tattoo but I figured that was in poor taste. So I went for the animal tracker type thing.
<Jacie> That's why I decided not to scrap the idea entirely. It's a kind of commentary that even the most pacifistic species can turn to tyranny unless they're vigil.
<Jacie> what is it they say? All evil needs is for good to do nothing.
<Dr10> Yep.
<TheBrig> "All that's necessary for evil to prosper is for good men to do nothing"  :-/
<TheBrig> lol
<AlxKeegan> yep, think of it like the Swiss suddenly taking over the world:-)
<Jacie> That's it. And so true.
<TheBrig> "Great minds..."
<Dr10> Yow! Expensive ccars all around.
<TheBrig> Well the Swiss do have those special knives ;-)
<AlxKeegan> everyone's clocks run on time:-)
<Jacie> And they have killer watches.
<Jacie> GMTA
<Jacie> But think of the bright side... chocolate for everyone~
<Jacie> !
<TheBrig> And free medical
<AlxKeegan> speaking of that, I have to email Brynna
<Jacie> Because of all those broken legs on the slopes.
<Dr10> They have commercial developmentt sprrawl pretty well under control there. They build shopping malls in the underground train stations, then you come to the surface and find a quaint Swiss village.
<Jacie> Ok that's just plain weird. It's like a massive undercity.
<TheBrig> cool if a bit Eloi/ Morlock for my tastes
<Jacie> One of these days I'll see it.
<AlxKeegan> everyone (who watches) caught up with Buffy, Smallville, Angel and Birds of Prey?
<Jacie> Oh, that reminds me, I'm leaving the country.
<Jacie> ;)
<AlxKeegan> but she'll be back:-)
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<AlxKeegan> Hi Rob!
<Jacie> Folks and I are going on a caribbean cruise for Halloween. Our first cruise.
<Dr10> IrishTCat is on the scene!
<TheBrig> Buffy yes, BoP :-( I only set the vcr for one hour (^&&**
<Jacie> I'll be gone for 2 weeks October 23 - November 5.
<TheBrig> Hi Rob
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<AlxKeegan> arrgh, that is bad news
<Jacie> I suggested David hold a lighter interim sim in my absence to give you guys a break from the regime.
<Jacie> Hi Rob! How are things?
<AlxKeegan> yes yes, it will be the return of Damon and the Time Scoobies:-)
<Jacie> With a "live" Tara.
<AlxKeegan> indeed
<TheBrig> YEAH
<IrishTCat> Hello everyone..  I saw BoP  Had to adjust taping though .. 
<Dr10> I can no longer remember my schedule and need to consult it each day. People ask me about it and I have to refer them to my public web calendar. Protracted timelessness on my part, I guess.
<TheBrig> Hoping they will repeat the BoP opener
<TheBrig> lol
<AlxKeegan> that would be nice, though if they do they will probably cut it back by a few minutes, though maybe not
<Jacie> I saw Buffy but missed Angel again. I'm taping CSI and Without A Trace.
<AlxKeegan> you've only missed one episode so far, of Angel, Jen
<TheBrig> Angel is getting real dark, but good IMO
<Jacie> I'l; remember to look Tuna. As long as you come back to us, I'm happy.
<IrishTCat> Angle comes on Sunday ..  After Charmed.. 
<Jacie> And oh hey, let's here it for the new Austnet servers!
<Dr10> Well, in the absence of other expected arrrivals, I suggest we begin.
<Dr10> Yeah, I bounced right in here!
<AlxKeegan> CASTING CALL, everyone?
<IrishTCat> THis sunday the Charmed girls dress up ash super heroines.. 
<Jacie> Yes please, CASTING CALL!
<TheBrig> Did yall se A Hannigan on Conan and Last Call?
<AlxKeegan> <===========Fred
<Jacie> <==== Jacie, Brogan
<AlxKeegan> nope
<Dr10> <=== Doctor
<Jacie> <Nope.>
<IrishTCat> <<<---Irish T(Leave a message at the beep and I am might call you back) Cat 
<Dr10> <===Other charactrs in my scenes as necessary
<TheBrig> <Luke Perry showed himself an a$$ and I (probably the last to know) learned that AH was living with Angel's Wesley>
<AlxKeegan> <yes, you're the last person to know..well, I knew they were dating but not that they were living together>
<Jacie> <Cody and David, can you handle the timelord folks and Drax?>
<TheBrig> <===Drax and someone not only in last scene
<AlxKeegan> <somehow, you bet:-)>
<Jacie> <I'll commandeer any unfilled roles as needed. My apologies now for stepping on toes.>
<IrishTCat> ((Huh ? )) 
<Jacie> <You got credits David?>
<IrishTCat> ((Whos dating who ? )) 
<AlxKeegan> <what's wrong, Rob?>
<AlxKeegan> <yep, I got the credits>
<Dr10> <Kick it my crew>
<AlxKeegan> <willow is dating wesley, Rob>
<TheBrig> <Willow and WEsley just got a house together>
<AlxKeegan> <<<The New Adventures of Doctor Who Simulation>>>
<AlxKeegan> <<<The Time Hunters - Part Five>>>
<AlxKeegan> <<<by Jen Kokoski>>>
<AlxKeegan> <the actors, that is>
<Jacie> <Break a leg, gang!>
<Jacie> # = Ship In Space
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<Jacie> # ::the engines hum softly through glassy obsidian walls of a darkened room::
<Dr10> #The Doctor awakens in a darkened room strapped down on a metal bed. :::
<AlxKeegan> @ = Tardis on the Surface
<Dr10> #::The Doctor sees Jacie lying beside him on the left unconscious and Irish on the right
<Jacie> # ::Jacie lies with her cheek to the cold metal table, a small splotch of blood trickling down her temple from an odd circular depression in her forehead::
<AlxKeegan> @ :::The brilliant light flooding the TARDIS disappears:::
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor shakes his head::: Oh, no. Not all of us.
*** AlxKeegan is now known as DWFred
<IrishTCat> # Meow Meow .. ::Blinks his luminous green eyes::
<DWFred> @ Fred> ::shakes her head::: Irish is gone..I can't sense him anymore.  :::She turns to Drax:::
<Jacie> # ::in the distance a crackling hum accompanied by heavy hollow footsteps sidle forward from a dark corner::
<NADrax> # ::A door slides open and a familar bumper car smell wafts in::
<DWFred> <or rather, towards Drax>
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor strruggles, undulating around his bonds, to no avail.:::
<NADrax> <oops>
<Jacie> # ::a black dalek vrooms up to the Doctor and scans him head to foot with it's eyepiece::
<NADrax> <Sorry, that'll teach me to try and sim AND im :-/>
<Dr10> #Well, Irish, I imagine that it would be silly opf me to ask if you can shape shift yourr way out of these bonds, wouldn't it?
<DWFred> @ :::Allesan looks around:::
<Jacie> <move dalek line down to after Doctor's>
<IrishTCat> # I have a headache Maker.. 
<DWFred> @ Allesan> It's true, the feline has disappeared..or escaped.
<Jacie> <And Irish's>
<Dr10> #Well, well, what do you know, first class treatment in this spa. Do you offer a Swedish herbal wrap?
<Jacie> # Dalek> Spec..i..men iden..ti..fied.
<Dr10> #I imagine Daleks would do that one rather well.
<DWFred> @ Cat> And the commander has disappeared as well.
<NADrax> <aha those evil Swiss rear their heads again ;-) >
<Dr10> #Well, I see the diction hasn't improved.
<Jacie> # Dalek>Neur..al scan n'e-ow!
<DWFred> @ Cat> ::brisking rubbing herhands::: Right, that leaves us with only one thing to do.
<DWFred> <just be glad the Daleks aren't quoting Shakespeare:-)>
<Dr10> #Now let me guess, this is going to hurt but you don't care, right?
<IrishTCat> # Actually Maker I dont  feel up to morphing right now.. ::blinks eyes again::
<Jacie> # ::a figure that could be a beuatiful human girl if she wasn't cast in silver metal steps forward with a tray of instruments::
<NADrax> <To..bee..or..to EX TERM I NATE!>
<DWFred> @ Cat> ::turns to Allesan:: activate the backup systems.  We're getting out of here.
<Dr10> <That is not a question>
<NADrax> <no one quest ions the da leks :-)>
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor is interested to find that the scan causes a tickle in his brain, as he had feared much worse.:::
<Jacie> # Android>Orders acc..accepted. ::walks to Doctor's head and lowers a vice-like brace around his temples, flips a switch and the device lights:: Neural scan in pro-progress.
<DWFred> @ :::Cat closes and locks the TARDIS doors:::
<Jacie> <move line up above Doc's>
<DWFred> @ Allesan> That's not the plan, Cat.
<Dr10> <Move my line down>
<IrishTCat> # Is this going to mess up my fur ? ::extends his claws out::
<DWFred> @ Cat>Neither was it the plan for the Commander to get captured.  We're switching to Emergency Order Alpha 10.
<Dr10> <brb>
<DWFred> @ Allesan> :::sighs:: Very well.  ::He switches on the backup circuits::
<Jacie> # Dalek> ::moves over to scan the feline:: Spec..i..men ident..i..fied. Neu..ral scan in ze..ta.. min..or band... puh...lease.
<Jacie> # Android>::as instructed, lowers the scanning brackets around Irish:: Scan in progress. Data collection to begin in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 ...
<IrishTCat> # That tickles ..  Meow Meow .. 
<DWFred> @ Cat> Lay in the coordinates for the nearest camp.
<DWFred> @ ::lays in the coordinates:::
<DWFred> @ Allesan> Set in.  But I still think we should look for the Commander.
<NADrax>  <sorry brb>
<DWFred> <no problem, Cody>
<Jacie> # Dalek>::whirring its eye over both "specimens" recording their reaction:: In..crease to 5.432 me..ga-quads.
<DWFred> @ Cat> The others will have better resources than we do.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish erects several mental shields ::
<DWFred> @ :::Catriana dematerializes the TARDIS:::
<Jacie> # ::the machinery blinks faster and emits a slight whine::
<DWFred> @ Fred> :::whispering to Drax::: Camp? Am I right that they're not talking about going camping?
<Dr10> <bak>
<Jacie> <Whoops time for your resistance Doc. They're reading your mind.>
<DWFred> @ Drax> ::grins weakly at Fred::: I'm afraid you're right about that.
<DWFred> <okey dokey, Cody. drax is all yours again>
<Dr10> #::The Doctor begins to feel the nature of the prrobes and begins shutrting down access to parts of his mind.:::
<Jacie> # Android>Data collection impe-impeded. Orders?
<Jacie> # Dalek>::zooms over to Doctor:: Do not res..ist.
<Dr10> #The least you could do is talk to me sternly and shine a bright light if you want to know things I do not wish to tell you. Really, this is quite a disappointment.
<IrishTCat> # If it says resistance is futile I am going to meow .. 
<Dr10> #::Just then a flash of real pain surges through tthe nervous system of the Dolctor and hee grimmaces in a foul way:::
<DWFred> $ = At the Camp
<Jacie> # Dalek>::zooms head back to Android:: Spec..i..men in..coh..erent. Increase scan pulse.
<Jacie> <Move line up>
<IrishTCat> # Shouldnt that be incatherent ?  
<DWFred> $ ::::having sent the proper ID codes, the TARDIS is allowed to land inside an asteroid, where a base camp is located:::
<Jacie> # ::the machinery whines louder to an almost fingernail scratching noise::
<Dr10> #Ahhhh! I was only joking! But then Daleks never were much forr humor.
<NADrax> <back>
<DWFred> $ Cat> :::grabs her staser::: All right, we've arrived.  Get up on your feet.
<DWFred> <wb Cody>
<NADrax> <ty>
<Jacie> # ::the noise is magnified 10 times by the probe::
<IrishTCat> # Meow Meow  Stay out of my head .. Things are in there I dont want anyone to know about it.. 
<Jacie> # ::suddenly a door swishes open casting blinding white light into the room::
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor feeels some of his mental blocks giving way as the pain increases.:::
<DWFred> $ ::::Allesan picks up his staser and trains it on the two prisoners, while Catriana unlocks and opens the TARDIS doors:::
<Jacie> # Male voice>Stop the procedure!
<NADrax> $ Bloody TARDIS, never takes it's time when I not in any urry
<Jacie> # Female voice>::somehwat calmer:: Psirina, do it now please.
<Dr10> #::The Doctor sauddenly relaxes huis entire body as the assault ends. He breathes deeply.:::
<DWFred> $ Fred> Yes, they can be quite willful, can't they?
<Jacie> # ::the android nods and cuts the power to both probes::
<IrishTCat> # Meow Meow .. That was no fun Maker .. 
<Jacie> # ::a man in a white uniform steps into the room with a smaller blue robed figure beside him::
<Dr10> #Well, I certainly feel graateful for that command, but something tells me that may not be the end of it.
<IrishTCat> # It was the noise.. It hurt my mental ears .. 
<DWFred> $ Cat> Either walk on your own or we'll stun you and take you in unconcious.
<NADrax> $ ::Looks at teh Squids:: Think I need to adjust it's attitude about who the ol girl'll let fly her
<Jacie> # Brogan> ::dropping her hood:: Oh Doctor, you always were an optimist.
<DWFred> $ :::Allesan motions with his weapon towards the TARDIS door:::
<Jacie> # Dalek>::plaintively to Brogan:: Scan still in pro..gress.
<NADrax> $ Wonder where I left that cricket bat anyway ::smiles weakly at Fred::
<IrishTCat> # Soft Curves .. ::Irish looks surprised::
<Jacie> # Brogan>Thank you Beta, but we've learned all we need to know. 
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor's eyes grow wide as his bonds are lifted by the figure in white:::
<DWFred> $ :::Fred smiles back and shrugs:::
<DWFred> $ :::Fred stands up next to Drax::::
<Dr10> #Brogan! Against all hope, it really is Brogan.
<NADrax> $ Come on the lass, sooner started sooner done I guess
<Jacie> # Brogan>Trust me I'd know the real Doctor anywhere. Please tend to your other duties and leave the Doctor and Irish to us.
<Jacie> # Brogan>Doctor, where have you been?
<NADrax> $ ::Stumbles as he helps Fred through the door::
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor stands, looks at Brogan and smiles::: I mjust say you look radiant, but I can't say much for the company you keep.
<DWFred> $ :::Fred nods to Drax and goes thru the door:::
<NADrax> $ ::::Lines of incredible creatures are hustled along by sinister blue robed figures::
<DWFred> $ :::Catriana and Allesan follow them out, Allesan covering them while Cat closes up the TARDIS::::
<Jacie> # Cristoff>::unstrapping Irish:: The mechs can be a bit set on procedure but they mean well Doc.
<IrishTCat> ## ::Irish blinks:: I didnt see this coming Maker which is quite surprising .. 
<Dr10> #I've been, ah, well sideways. But at least I escaped that hugve exploding sun I was trapped in, and now I am back. And none too soon, it would seem.
<DWFred> $ :::Fred shivers::: Definitely not a camping trip.
<Jacie> # Brogan>You could say that. ::says her eyes firmly focused on Jacie::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish springs down to the floor and then jumps on Soft Curves ::  Meow Meow Moew Meow Meow Moew Meow .. 
<DWFred> <how do they ID the prisoners? what do they call them?>
<Jacie> # Brogan>::lightens and waves toward Cristoff:: You have met our Thal commander here, I believe?
<NADrax> $ :::A sphere of illuminated gases reluntactly rolls along angrily flashing red and green::
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish purrs at Brogan :: Hello there .. 
<NADrax> $ Definitely some strange fauna about though ::Grins::
<DWFred> $ Fred> ::whispering to Drax:: What is this place?
<Jacie> <Oh, they are "rets" as in "retrogrades".>
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor brushes himself all:: And why those two? A Dalek and a Mechanoid, Hardly cooperative team players, either of them.
<DWFred> $ :::Catriana steps up to the Admissions Master:::
<Jacie> # Cristoff>The Universe is a stranger place since we met last Doctor. Odd bedfellows are the rule these days.
<DWFred> $ ::She shows her ID:::
<NADrax> $ Where aint important except where you head is, lass
<DWFred> $ AdMas> ::respectfully:: How can we be of service?
<DWFred> $ Fred> What do you mean?
<NADrax> $ As a great rock and roll physcist once said ""Whereever you go... there you are>"
<DWFred> $ Cat> ::jerks her thumb over her shoulder, pointing towards Drax and Fred:::
<NADrax> $ You just concentrate on WHO you are, nevermind the where
<Jacie> # Psirina Android> The female specimen requires tissue regen, Sage.
<DWFred> $ Cat> We have two Rets for processing.
<DWFred> $ AdMas> :::nodding::: It will be done.
<Jacie> # Brogan>::sighs:: Yes, see to it Psirina. And tread more gently this time please Beta.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish looks sly:: So hows the mating going Soft Curves ?  
<Jacie> # Dalek>Af..firm..a..tive mis..tress.
<DWFred> $ :::Cat turns around and nods to Allesan:::
<Jacie> # Brogan>Come Doctor, Irish, I think it's time we had a talk.
<DWFred> $ ::the Admissions Master summons two clinicians to take charge of the "rets":::
<Jacie> # Brogan>::her robe swishing behind her she leads the way out the door and down the corridor::
*** Jacie is now known as Brogan
<DWFred> $ Allesan> Go on, you two, time to be processed.
<Brogan> # ::holding the door to a large room:: The mating? Irish, I was forgetting your unique vernacular.
<Dr10> #I love to talk, it's the tthingss I talk myself into doing that scare me.
<DWFred> $ Fred> I don't need processing.  I'm fine just the way I am, everyone says so.
<Brogan> # The twins are doing very well, last I heard. ::adds sadly::
<Dr10> #Brogan, I'm ready to hear the entire story, please.
<Brogan> # ::waves her friends into the large comfortable and bright room::
<DWFred> <cody, would you warn Fred real quick?>
<Brogan> # This is the Com Room, a sort of window on the Universe.
<Brogan> # Cristoff>This ship is from--
<Dr10> #And how is the view? Not good, I imagine.
<IrishTCat> # I am ready for a nap myself .. ::Irish looks sort of tired and beraggled:: 
<Brogan> # Other sources. ::interrupts with a sharp nod to her companion::
<DWFred> <or I can do it, Cody>
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish looks for a table to jump on :: 
<DWFred> $ :::Fred and Drax reluctantly walk towards the blue-robed figures:::
<Brogan> # Yes of course, Irish. No doubt you'd some refreshment. Cream?
<Brogan> # ::as soon as she says it a bowl of warm cream materializes on a nearby table::
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<DWFred> $ Fred> :::to Cat and Allesan::: I look forward to meeting you both under "different" circumstances.
<IrishTCat> # I am not hungry.
<Dr10> #::The Doctor finds a comfoprtable seat and occupies it::
<IrishTCat> <<<Oh No Irish has been replaced by a copycat cat ! >> 
<Brogan> # Doctor, I'd like to show you something. ::waves her hand towards a blank white wall::
<DWFred> $ :::She locks gazes with each in turn, her eyes burning into theirs:::
<Brogan> # ::instantly it transforms into a twinkling black portrait of the universe::
<DWFred> $ ::She then turns and walks confidently alongside Drax:::
<DWFred> $ Drax> Nicely done.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish jumps up on the table and halfheartedly licks at the bowl of cream :: 
<DWFred> $ Fred> Thanks. Now please, tell me what this place is?
<IrishTCat> # And whats that a picture of ? 
<DWFred> $ Drax> A place of fear and despair.
<Brogan> # Everything. At least everything that is to be seen in this reality.
<Brogan> # Doctor, have you ever seen this before? ::nods to Cristoff who activates a control panel into magnification mode::
<DWFred> $ Drax>:::hurriedly::: hold on to your identity.  Pick something to focus on and concentrate.  You musn't give up, musn't lose focus, or you'll be done for.
<IrishTCat> # You are missing a small planet but thats suppose to be a secret so I should just eat my cream ..
<DWFred> $ :::Fred looks searchingly in Drax's eyes, then nods her understanding:::
<Brogan> # ::the vidscreen image enlarges on the side, showing a cloudy structure stretching between galaxies::
<Brogan> <Tuna?>
<Dr10> #It looks a bit like some sort of interstellar malignancy.
<DWFred> $ ::::a voice speaks in the air around Allesan and Catriana::::
<Brogan> # ::nods to Cristoff who press the magnify button again::
<Dr10> # Let me guess, it is growing.
<DWFred> $ Voice> Lady Peregrine requires your presence in the conference room immediately.
<Brogan> # ::the galaxies enlarge showing start systems all connected with an odd web-like striation::
<DWFred> $ :::Allesan mutters:: What now?
<DWFred> $ Catriana> :::tugs on his arm::: Come along, we'd better hurry.
<Dr10> #It is like a strange spider web. And the middle of that web seeems to be in the worst possiblee location.
<Brogan> # Malignancy is an understatement. This "dispersion cloud" has been growing from furthest reaches of space and time for months, perhaps years.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish wonders if this is the result of the brain probe the casual mention of secrets even he is only subconsciously aware of :: 
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<DWFred> <wb again, Cody>
<NADWDrax> <test>
<Brogan> <move line above Docs>
<Brogan> <Rehi Cody. We see you.>
<Dr10> #In cosmic time that is an incredible speed of prrogression. It could not happen with normal technology, it woujld require...
<DWFred> <I can see you>
<NADWDrax> <ty>
<Brogan> # A massive disturbance to the whole of creation.
<Brogan> # You've heard of the curfew by now?
<IrishTCat> # Whos responsible for it all then ? 
<DWFred> <Drax and Fred are just going to the end section now, as are Allesan and Cat>
<NADWDrax> <mIRC kept giving me Connection Wizard so finally I tried teh whosim site :-(>
<DWFred> <glad you made it back>
<Dr10> #It would require the active participation of the Timelords of Gallifrey
<DWFred> <how about we take care of Fred and Drax first, then Allesan and Cat?>
<Dr10> #It seems like the last election must have changed the ideology of non-interference.
<Brogan> # Cristoff> ::guffaws:: The Central Authority.
<IrishTCat> # Is that who this Central Authority is ? 
<NADWDrax> <k, this ll be weird cant see script from here>
<DWFred> <that is weird>
<Brogan> # Exactly. I'm afraid Doctor, that your people have become this Central Authority.
<Brogan> # Every system, every world where this cloud exists is under the direct control of Gallifrey.
<DWFred> $ Fred> What do they do here?
<NADWDrax> $ ::::Line of creatures push on, Silver lame, brightly colord fur and metallic appendages all pressing together::
<Dr10> #But how is Jaciee involved in all of this? She is very brave and kind. She must have been brainwashed.
<IrishTCat> # Thats sounds bad very bad.. I wonder if they know about my ::trails off as Irish realizes he is talking aloud:: 
<DWFred> $ :::Fred and Drax move along in the queue, under the watchful eyes of the robed clinicians:::
<NADWDrax> $ Ifn you re lucky, nothing
<NADWDrax> $ Try an think outside the box and maybe they won't box you in, yah know?
<Brogan> # That's one of the things we hope to determine. I fear Miss Hunter is not the same person as you left her Doctor.
<Brogan> # Cristoff>Tell them about Trellorious, and Mirabilis.
<Dr10> #:::The Doctor frowns solemnly:::
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<NADWDrax> $ ::Green robed tech scans hia arm and is greeted with a series of bleeps::
<NADWDrax> <Hi Heather, Cody here>
<DocEight> <<hey everyone!>>
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<Brogan> # ::nods:: No one remembers exactly when it started to happen, but some months ago perhaps as much as a year, the Central Authority began sending out time patrols.
<IrishTCat> # I suppose its alright if I let Maker and Soft Curves know about this .. ::Irish clears his throat sounding like he is trying to spit up a hairball::
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<Brogan> <Hi Heather! Rehi David!>
<PrncDunca> <grrr, got disconnected....waves by to ghost>
<NADWDrax> $ ::A tech scans Fred and receiving nothing two more grab her arm and distend it::
<PrncDunca> <and now my log isn't complete>
<PrncDunca> <hi heather!>
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<Brogan> # They investigated at first, and then we realized they were intervening.
<DocEight> <<thought I'd drop in and Say Hi before I go off and do some stuff. Hi David :-)>>
<Dr10> <Hullo, Heather>
<Brogan> # Cristoff>The CA controls all activities of affected worlds. All intersteller and temporal traffic. Even day to day operations if they interfere.
<NADWDrax> $ Hey yah bloody brass, that's a lady not a piece of meat!
<Dr10> <We miss you>
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<DWFred> $ ::::The techs frown slightly as there is no beeping when they scan Fred's arm::
<Brogan> # Worlds that resist are dealt with harshly.
<DocEight> <<I miss you guys too...it's such a shame School's been keeping me away from the sims :-/>>
<Brogan> # ::swallows hard before giving this news:: Mirabilis was one of those worlds.
<IrishTCat> <<<<ACK Major Lag >> 
<Dr10> #::The Doctor nods sadly::: And the family?
<NADWDrax> $ ::To Fred:: Try an lax lassie, ifn you tense up the injector will slice your arm like a razor
<DWFred> $ :::one of them slaps an injector against her arm.  The injector hisses and is pulled away:::
<DWFred> $ Fred> Thanks for the warning.
<DWFred> <where's Major Lag?>
<Brogan> # About 3 months ago the Intervention Teams came. They wanted to control access to the Trap's transport tubes.
<DWFred> <when's your next break, Heather?>
<IrishTCat> # Do they know about my fathers home planet ? ::blinks eyes:: 
<NADWDrax> $ No worries, you're just another tagged beastie like the rest of us now. Welcome to the zoo
<Brogan> # We had to destroy the gateway and hide my celestine charges inside.
<DWFred> $ Fred> ::smiles wryly::: Thanks.
<DocEight> <<after my Final Exams in November. I should be going home to Melbourne after that, so I'll be a little more free :-)>>
<IrishTCat> <<<He is holding onto my screen so it takes forver for the words to show up  I wish he would stop >> 
<DWFred> <cool!>
<Brogan> # alex is with them, along with the twins, and your family Irish. And there they must remain, for everyone's good.
<DWFred> <to heather, not rob>
<Dr10> #:::The Dr nods:: Yes, tey might be safe. No where, no when is safe if Gallifrey has swallowed the poison of imperialism.
<NADWDrax> <:-) BTW Larae said to till you hi and hope you are well>
<DocEight> <<well, I gotta be off now...Catchya all later.>>
<NADWDrax> <bye>
<DWFred> <bye Heather!>
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<DocEight> <<::Waves::>>
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<Brogan> # Cristoff>Or protecting time, as they claim.
<DWFred> $ Fred> Tagged? As in monitoring? But why do they want to do that if we stay here forever?
<NADWDrax> $ :: A scruffy gunslinger freely offers his right arm to the green tech::
<Brogan> # ::eyes hardening:: Jacie has become one of their best agents, Doctor.
<NADWDrax> $ You stay if your lucky if not...
<DWFred> $ ::Fred rubs her arm and pulls her sleeve back down:::
<Dr10> #I can't belive that is voluntary.
<IrishTCat> # Hrmmmmmm She did seem different.. 
<DWFred> $ Fred> And if you're not lucky?
<IrishTCat> # Kept going on about morphers .. 
<Brogan> # She's cunning, ruthless, and as unstoppable as she is unreachable.
<NADWDrax> $ ::Tech scans then has guards grab the gunslinger and extend his left arm::: No cybernetics
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<Brogan> # I've tried to probe her mind many times and have failed. ::rubs her temples as if in reminder of a migraine::
<NADWDrax> $ >Gunslinger> Oh well, was worth a shot... always was a help... professionally speaking
<Brogan> <Ah there goes Tuna.>
<NADWDrax> $ Ever read Welle's War of the Worlds?
<NADWDrax> $ 'cause if you aint lucky they make you one of their hunting dogs
<DWFred> $ Fred> :::shakes her head no::: I didn't see it in the library at Hogwarts.
<NADWDrax> $ Not to worry
<IrishTCat> # Maybe its the result of some sort of accident .. Or perhaps a delibearte effort by some unknown person lurking in the shadows .. 
<Brogan> # Jacie's beliefs have become as well documented as her tactics. She fears morphs almost as much as she hates you, Doctor.
<NADWDrax> $ If they suceed yoall never know whot appens anh who
<Brogan> # Cristoff> Just the mention of your name is enough to make her go ballistic.
<DWFred> $ :::Fred and Drax are next in line:::
<Brogan> # Cristoff>Tell them about Trellorious.
<DWFred> $ :::Fred grabs DRax's hand and squeezes it tight:::
<DWFred> $ Fred> Thanks and good luck.
<Brogan> # ::nods:: You visited there once, do you remember Doctor? A human/mechanoid colony on the edge of the Andromedan system?
<NADWDrax> $ ::::Locks his feet at the archway, to guards:: ok bronze earn your salt, I'll not go thru of me own choice
<NADWDrax> $ ::A firm boot from a guard and Drax is forced thru:: So long lass "We'll always have Paris"
<DWFred> $ Fred>:::shouts out to Drax::: I'll see you in Loch Lomond! :::weak grin:::
<Brogan> # Doctor>::searches his mind:: All decorated in shades of silver and jade. I think I helped them negotiate a treaty of some sort.
<DWFred> $ :::Fred composes herself, reaches deep inside her for her memories of Lyle...the Legion... the 30th Century:::
<Brogan> # The first human mechanoid colony of its kind. They credited you with making them what they were.
<DWFred> $ :::She barely notices as she is urged towards the gateway:::
<IrishTCat> # I dont remember it .. 
<DWFred> $ :::she remembers the clear skies over Metropolis...the wedding on Mars:::
<Brogan> # Doctor>It was long before your time, old friend. Mine too if this regeneration remembers correctly. But I still don't see what that has to do with Jacie?
<DWFred> $ :::her and Lyle hiding from the Molecule Master...Kal and Lois waving goodbye to everyone:::
<Brogan> # Cristoff>Several months ago she materialized on Trellorious with 3 so-called survey teams.
<DWFred> $ :::kneeling over Lyle's unconcious form...kissing him softly....smiling with delight as he awakened, just like in the fairy tales:::::
<Brogan> # Some reports say they came looking for you. But when the natives extolled efforts in their society's creation--
<Brogan> # Cristoff>They started shooting.
<NADWDrax> $ ::A short rotund man wearing robes and a large pouch complains to the guards ::: But sirs, there's been a terrible mistake. I am just a humble honest merchant. Here's my trading license. ::Reads aloud:: Harry Mudd, memebr in good... ::Green tech injects and pushes him along::""
<DWFred> $ :::her very being focused on these memories and more, she takes the last step towards the gateway:::
<DWFred> $ Fred>:::whispers to herself, softly::: Lyle.
<DWFred> $ ::::Fred steps into the gateway and disappears:::
<DWFred> <pause Fred>
<Brogan> # Doctor>That doesn't sound like Jacie at all.
<NADWDrax> ,pause Drax>
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<NADWDrax> <Dooh>
<Brogan> # As I said, she's very different than you remember.
*** NADWDrax is now known as TheBrig
<AlxKeegan> <how close are you all to the end, Jen?>
<TheBrig> <wow it worked :-)>
<IrishTCat> # Maybe so ..  ::Irish half lays on the table :: 
<IrishTCat> # But Maker is going to try to save her.. Thats just what he does.. 
<Brogan> # Cristoff>The few who survived know her to be relentless and especially merciless to the humanized daleks of the colony.
<Brogan> # ::a console beeps attracting Brogan's attention. She frowns at the display::
<AlxKeegan> <shall we just let you stick in the scene with lady p, allesan and cat, in the recon?>
<Brogan> <Along with the escape scene for Jacie.>
<Brogan> <Let me just tie up this scene.>
<Brogan> # Doctor>Trouble?
<AlxKeegan> <right>
<AlxKeegan> <pause Allesan and Catriana>
<Brogan> # ::looks up with a confused grimace:: It's the analysis of Jacie's earlier bio-neural scan.
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<NADrax> <aha>
<NADrax> <ty>
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<Brogan> # There's no sign of tampering what-so-ever.
<AlxKeegan>  <ahh yes, tis the season for ghosties>
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish switches his eyes to energy mode so he can see the energy patterns :: 
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<Brogan> # Doctor>I cannot believe Jacie had such a wild change of heart that quickly. It's not in her nature to be violent!
<AlxKeegan> <jacie's a loon!:-)>
<TheBrig> <Muaahhhahaha>
<Brogan> # No. It's more complicated than that.
<IrishTCat> # Maker You are forgetting the temporal travel effect .. 
<Brogan> # The neural scan is a sort of truth and character assessor as well.
<TheBrig> <Wonder if the Brig is trapped sipppping the same gargleblaster over and over or is home tending his roses ;-)>
<Brogan> # Doctor, in her reality, you no longer exist.
<Brogan> <pause Brogan>
<AlxKeegan> <probably home tending his roses>
<Brogan> <Oh time only knows>
<Brogan> <pause Doctor>
<AlxKeegan> <I'd imagine they emergency transported everyone home they could>
<TheBrig> <blast brbagain :-/.>
<AlxKeegan> <yelling at Major Lag to leave Rob alone>
<IrishTCat> # So to make it simple what do we need to do to make Roaming Girl go from bad to good again ? 
<Brogan> <I'm done. Any end lines Rob?>
<AlxKeegan> <rob is fighting with Major Lag right now>
<Brogan> <I understand. I'll be patient.>
<TheBrig> <back :-(>
<AlxKeegan> <hurray!>
<AlxKeegan> <~do dee do dee do dee do dee~>
<AlxKeegan> <that's supposed to be Twilight Zone stuff>
<Brogan> <Damn. The police confirmed that sniper killed another man yesterday.>
<AlxKeegan> <I'll roll the credits and if Rob has anything else to add we'll just stick it in above the credits>
<Brogan> <okey dokey.>
<AlxKeegan> <<<PAUSE SIM>>>
<AlxKeegan> <<<CUT AND PRINT>>>
<Brogan> Bravo!
<TheBrig> bravissimo
<Brogan> Thanks to your patience guys.
<AlxKeegan> hurray!!!
<AlxKeegan> applesauce!!!
<AlxKeegan> most welcome, Jen