Session Start: Thu Oct 17 21:03:44 2002
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<IrishTCat> Hello Jen Jen.
<Brogan> Hey there. How are you doing this week?
<IrishTCat> I am alright  How are you ? 
<Brogan> Tired. Very tired.
<Brogan> I've been babysitting and trying to get ready for my trip. There's no time to just kick back and relax anymore.
<Brogan> How's your work situation?
<IrishTCat> Still no work.  I suppose I am going to have to go refile for unemployment.. 
<Brogan> I'm sorry to hear that.
<Brogan> I guess the economy is rough for everybody.
<IrishTCat> Oh well.. I just hate looking for work..
<Brogan> You do construction mostly?
<IrishTCat> Thats me.. 
<Brogan> brb
<Brogan> Had to say goodnight to my nephew.
<IrishTCat> I've shaved all my hair off ..  And now its growing back..  
<Brogan> Is the construction binge in NC slowing down or just hitting the cold weather period?
<Brogan> In a mohawk? ;) That's how my dad is growing his hair.
<Brogan> Just shows no matter how old you are, you're still a little kid inside.
<IrishTCat> Well my former boss keeps telling me that job is going to start but its been almost three months now ..  
<Brogan> What kind of job?
<Brogan> Uh oh, second nephew.
<IrishTCat> Well a Farm Fresh was suppose to start in Alabama but its keeps being put back..
<Brogan> Back.
<Brogan> Economy sucks.
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<IrishTCat> Hi Cody
<TheBrig> Hi Jen Rob
<Brogan> Could be worse. You could be working a job up here in DC and have to play duck, duck goose with a nut.
<Brogan> Hi Cody!
<Brogan> How are you faring?
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<TheBrig> mediocre ;-)
<Brogan> How'd ya like my "quick finish the script and story while chasing a 1 yr old script" today?
<Brogan> There was a time I pre-planned things like this. I think I'm getting like Joss Whedon.
<TheBrig> cool, looking forward to learning what the mysterious message is
<TheBrig> lol
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<AlxKeegan> Hi everyone!
<TheBrig> Hi David
<Brogan> I thought you might. Did you both see Buffy this week? I almost ended it that way.
<IrishTCat> Hi David.
<Brogan> "Um, and everyone died. The end."
<Brogan> Hi David!
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<AlxKeegan> I saw it...are you depressed, Jen?
<Brogan> No, just very very tired. I've been babysitting all day, sleeping a couple hours then up all night trying to play catch up.
<Brogan> It isn't working.
<TheBrig> Topught it was rather fatalistic IM
<TheBrig> ho
<IrishTCat> Did you see Smallville ?  Smallville was good.
<Brogan> Yes, I did see Smallville. I think I could get into that show.
<AlxKeegan> I understand
<TheBrig> Just don't go David Lynch on us :-)
<AlxKeegan> I didn't watch smallville yet
<Brogan> I like how they play the Lex Luther thing. Is he Clark's enemy or friend?
<AlxKeegan> and no Dallas-type hijinks, either
<Brogan> You never seem to know.
<IrishTCat> Lionel Luthor ..  
<Brogan> No, no "It was all a dream" endings.
<IrishTCat> Clark Kent would Have to be on drugs to be on drugs.
<AlxKeegan> and no "you've spent the last 7 years in a mental institution" either
<Brogan> I just seemed to forget I was supposed to end the story tonight. I think I liked playing the "Doc's back and isn't the world gone to pot in his absence" bit.
<IrishTCat> I'm sleepy .. 
<AlxKeegan> sorry Rob...wake up!!!!
<Brogan> This story was mainly about the dark universe and Jacie's turn. Next ones will be a coalition forming and having to battle timelord invincibility.
<Brogan> For instance, how do you counteract a planetary time loop?
<AlxKeegan> gee, you mean the burden is on me to lighten things up?
<Brogan> So David, do you have something planned for our group while I'm away?
<Brogan> A little.
<Brogan> Mainly show that there are still smiles to be had in some corners of the universe.
* TheBrig A dwarf dances around the TARDIS then says to an Irish setting alone in a wing chair, "Ereh desrevre era sgniht."
<AlxKeegan> well, I was going to start integrating Damon, et al, into the story line, but that can wait
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<Brogan> I think when I get back we do the "Great JailBreak" story.
<AlxKeegan> I'll just let them have their last happy adventure for a little while, get them ready to back home, and then...
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<Brogan> Hey Tuna! You made it.
<Dr10> *poof*
<TheBrig> Tuna
<AlxKeegan> which great jailbreak?
<AlxKeegan> Hi Tuna!
<Brogan> You can have then integrated David. As in meeting Doc, Irish and Fred. That's why I reunited Fred so she could be in your next adventure.
<AlxKeegan> oh, okey dokey
<Dr10> Hello everyone. BRB, gotta get the script, I left my print copy at the office.
<Brogan> You'll see. Let's just say Drax and his friends won't stay prisoners for much longer.
<Brogan> Okey dokey Tuna. Just let us know when you're ready.
<TheBrig> yay
<AlxKeegan> but not the big break from the other prison camps yet
<Brogan> How the break out happens, who helps and what the end result is should be interesting.
<Brogan> Just some starting breaks to let loose another problem on the timelords. We do need reinforcements and it helps to throw off the mighty overlords.
<TheBrig> Does it involve Steve mcQueen and a motorcycle?
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<TheBrig> argh
<Brogan> Worse. A certain one-eyed bloodthirsty pirate and his "mates".
<AlxKeegan> lol
<TheBrig> 8-D
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<AlxKeegan> I'm talking about Damon and his group, their big mission, shouldn't come up right away
<TheBrig> rehi
<Brogan> Rehi Tuna!
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<AlxKeegan> wb Tuna
<AlxKeegan> CASTING CALL everyone?
<AlxKeegan> <=============Fred
<Brogan> No. The grand finale is not for a few more storylines to come. We need to get Sheba in here first.
<Brogan> <=======  Jacie, Brogan
<TheBrig> <=========Drax and any as needed
<Dr10> <===== The Doctor
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<AlxKeegan> okey dokey...after we finish tonight, I'll ponder inponderables and do my brilliant last-minute script writing:-)
<Brogan> <Cody, feel like resuming Blackeye too? I thought you were particularly good in that role.>
<NADrax> <::Blush::>
<IrishTCat> <<----Irish T (Lets not go ) Cat
<Brogan> <I'll pass on my embattered Great Muse statue to you then, D. :) >
<AlxKeegan> <oh Cody, did I tell you what the name of Damon's group will be, once they leave this reality and move on to other ones?>
<NADrax> <nope>
<AlxKeegan> <Damon's Daemons>
<NADrax> <Nice, >
<Brogan> <Ok, the rest played as needed. Any questions or shall we dive in?>
<AlxKeegan> <like in the fact that, since they won't be in their universe of origin anymore, in a Buffyesque sense, they will be "daemons">
<AlxKeegan> <I'm ready to roll the credits>
*** Brogan is now known as JacieBrogan
<JacieBrogan> <Break a leg gang!>
*** AlxKeegan is now known as DWFred
<NADrax> <Been noting Xanderisms, ;-) >
<DWFred> <<<The New Adventures of Doctor Who Simulation>>>
<DWFred> <<<The Time Hunters - Part Six - Finale>>>
<DWFred> <<<by Jen Kokoski>>>
<JacieBrogan> @ = Medibay
<DWFred> <good thinking>
<JacieBrogan> @ ::Jacie awakens stretched out and strapped down to a cold metal table::
<Dr10> # = conference room
<JacieBrogan> @ ::she glimpses a mechanoid arm stretched over her forehead, touching her skin with some sort of cool solvent::
<NADrax> % = Processing chamber
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish twitches his whiskers thoughtfully:: My Cat sense is tingling. Of course my time sense is sort of skewed.. 
<JacieBrogan> @ ::Jacie closes her eyes quickly so she isn't noticed::
<JacieBrogan> # ::Brogan paces:: I'm afraid that's the sum of the situation, Doctor. 
<Dr10> #::The Doctor ponders::  This is difficult, We must make the right choices!
<NADrax> % :::Fred and Drax are dragged into the room by two attendents that move like Dalek Robo-men:::
<DWFred> % :::Fred opens her eyes once she's on the other side of the portal, her mind still in protective-defense mode:::
<IrishTCat> # Too much time meddling .. ::Irish blinks his eyes :: 
<Dr10> #:::An alarm sounds::
<DWFred> <put my line before Codys>
<JacieBrogan> @ ::laughs in half irony:: We always did say you like to turn up only when there's trouble.
<IrishTCat> # Dont look at me Maker. I cant even offer any advice .. 
<JacieBrogan> @ ::turns toward alarm:: Why is that again Doctor?
<Dr10> Christofff> Timelord Drax has dematerialized and departed.
<JacieBrogan> <Ah, Brogan should be using #,. Sorry.>
<DWFred> % :::Fred takes in her surroundings but doesn't react to them noticably:::
<JacieBrogan> # Brogan> I was afraid of that. Is there a temporal trail?
<Dr10> Christoff> His space time signature indicates travel to a nearby asteroid belt, commonly known as the Necklace of the Void.
<JacieBrogan> @ Beta Dalek>Act iv ate bo..dy scan, neoww please.
<Dr10> #::The Dr frowns:::
<DWFred> % Att1> :::to Fred::: Sit down, miss. :::motions towards a bench:::
<JacieBrogan> @ Sirina> Command accepted. ::turns on the machinery:: Cellular regeneration at 92% and climbing.
<JacieBrogan> @ ::Jacie stretches her fingers out beneath the restraints and toward her gypsy bag::
<Dr10> # He should not have left. Something is serioously amiss. It is staring me right in the face and I am not sure I can see the answer!
<DWFred> % :::The attendants begin dragging Drax towards a pair of sliding doors:::
<IrishTCat> # I suppose going somewhere for a long vacation is out of the question.. 
<NADrax> % ::Second attendent pulls Drax thru sliding doors:::
<NADrax> <lol cut that>
<JacieBrogan> # Brogan>If Drax went to the Necklace it wasn't by choice, Doctor. That's the nearest Reprocessing Center.
<NADrax> % ::Shouts :: Ilsa! Concentrate on something like its all there is
<Dr10> #That means it isn't Drax at the controls, but they have been captured. By the Timelords or their agents.
<DWFred> <I know, it's almost like Jacie was brought up by Holtz while the Doctor, Irish and Fred were away>
<IrishTCat> # I dont want to take a vacation there.. 
<DWFred> % Fred> :::to Drax, almost distantly:: I am.
<NADrax> <lol>
<JacieBrogan> # Cristoff>And if he's back at a Reprocessing Center, I doubt he'll be much good to anyone after a 'treatment'.
<Dr10> #That sounds like Fred and Drax on their way to be processed. Timelord processing at this point in history is not very pretty, but very effective. It destroys the past.
<JacieBrogan> # Brogan> And creates a new one for an unwitting victim.
<Dr10> #::The Dr slams down his fist, unharacteristically showing anger.::
<NADrax> % ::A surge of energy passes palitatbily thru the room::
<JacieBrogan> @ Sirina>Cellular regeneration at 94% and in--
<Dr10> #We can't allow that to happen. I have to follow them.
<IrishTCat> # ::Irish jumps up in the air surprised:: 
<NADrax> % ARRGGGGHHHHHHHHHH
<JacieBrogan> @ ::Gypsy fingers a flashbang pellet and flicks it onto the floor::
<JacieBrogan> @ ::a loud reprecussion fills the room beside a blinding flash of hot blue light::
<DWFred> % :::The wave of energy plucks at Fred, disturbing her from her mental preparations:::
<Dr10> #Christoff> New data streams available. Distrurbance around Hades. Viewscreeen activateed.
<JacieBrogan> @ Dalek>Vis..ion  im..pair..ed! Dan..ger! Vis..ion im..paired.
<JacieBrogan> @ ::Sirina stumbles into the Dalek getting both tanlged up in their confusion::
<Dr10> #::The Doctor walks to the viewscreen and looks closely:: What is this?
<JacieBrogan> @ Sirinia>Unable to hear. Unable to hear!
<DWFred> % :::She lowers them a notch, then gets up and sprints over to the sliding doors:::
<Dr10> #Christoff>Temporal disturbance, level 22 and rising quickly.
<JacieBrogan> @ ::in the confusion Jacie slips free of her bonds and makes her escape to the corridor::
<DWFred> % Fred> Drax?! :::she pushes at the doors::
<IrishTCat> # Maker ! Voice is scared .. 
<JacieBrogan> # Brogan>::without looking at the screen, she grabs her head stumbling as if dizzy::
<DWFred> % :::she finally manages to get the doors open and steps into the room beyond:::
<JacieBrogan> # Brogan>No, they wouldn't! Not again.
<Dr10> #::The Docgtor gasps softly::: They are goingg to destroy that planet! Of all the conceited megalomania!
<Dr10> #The spatial dissturbances we see here are not naturally occurring, and they seem to be neatly forming around this planet called Hades.
<DWFred> % ::She looks around, noting the room looks like an Earth-type surgical amphitheatre. Her gaze is drawn to the table in the center of the room::::
<Dr10> #Christoff> Temporal disturbance now averaging 46.
<DWFred> % :::She sees the attendants helping Drax off the table:::
<DWFred> % Fred> Drax? Are you okay?
<JacieBrogan> # Brogan>::turns to view screen:: There's nothing we can do for Hades now. Doctor, you know all we can tell you. You must act.
<Dr10> #Brogan, my TARDIS is there. I'll never be able top follow Fred and Drax without it. I'll also have to rent a flat, but let's hope it doesn't come to that.
<JacieBrogan> <LOL. Love the joke.>
<NADrax> % ::Stands stiffly:: Are you addressing me , Miss?
<DWFred> % :::Fred's hand goes to her mouth as the horror of what has been done to Drax hits her:::
<Dr10> #We can get the coordinates of the TARDIS and you can beam us down uite near there. We still may have time!
<IrishTCat> # We have to go rescue Home. ::Irish looks decisive :: 
<JacieBrogan> # ::stiffening:: Cristoff, the tubes. You'll only have one chance to cut through the temporal straitions so get him as close as possible.
<Dr10> #Christoff> Temporal disturbance now 65.
<DWFred> % :::she backs away, her mind's defenses raising up to their full extent:::
<NADrax> % > Attendent> This way ::indicates exit::
<NADrax> % ::Drax, turns and walks away quietly::
<Dr10> #:::TheDoctor ruches tto the door::: Transmat us down immediately. No second thoughts.
<JacieBrogan> @ ::Jacie creeps along the white translucent corridors searching for a way out::
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<Dr10> #The Doctor is through the door on the way to the transmat tube, quite close by, followed by Christoff.:::
<DWFred> <oh Jen, the answer to your question about how to break a planet out of a time loop, is you get at least enough of people trapped inside to deliberately repeat their actions and destabilize the time loop>
<IrishTCat> # Lets go .. Action Hero time.. I wish I had a stunt cat though .. 
<JacieBrogan> # Brogan> Doctor, don't worry about anyone else. Just get out of there and find us again.
<JacieBrogan> # Brogan> With Hades gone, freedom won't have many places to hide.
<Dr10> #You don't need one, Irish.
<Dr10> #::The Doctor nods and vanishes into a transmat tube::: Once more into the breach...
<DWFred> % :::The attendants grab Fred by the arms and pull her to the table.  Her feet resist with their own mind as the rest of her intellect concentrates on thoughts of Lyle and the Legion, building up an image that's more real than reality:::
<JacieBrogan> @ ::Jacie hears voices approach as she discovers what appears to be a transport room::
<IrishTCat> # I thought he could do the swiming and being attacked by slimy monsters Maker .. 
<nadwBlackeye> <Duh, what was the name they used for Jacie last time ?>
<JacieBrogan> @ ::little time to act, she punches in a few orders, steps into the module and disappears::
<DWFred> % ::the attendants strap Fred to the table.  Once she is secured, they move to the control station:::
<JacieBrogan> <Squid? Or do you mean the cat name for her?>
<JacieBrogan> <I forget any other slur.?
<DWFred> <isn't her cat name Furball?>
<nadwBlackeye> <Thought the Hadites? called her something>
<nadwBlackeye> <It has been a while, not that I couldn't have forgotten in just one week ;-)>
<DWFred> % Att1> Initial scan indicates the subject is a standard sampling humanoid.  
<JacieBrogan> <been more like 3. We didn't have any Hades characters last game.>
<DWFred> <I meant that was Irish's new cat name for her:-)>
<DWFred> % Att2> Initiating Level One Sweep.
<JacieBrogan> <Ice Princess>
<JacieBrogan> <I looked it up.>
<nadwBlackeye> <ty>
<DWFred> % ::::a pulse/wave of energy fills the room, sweeping over Fred's body::::
<JacieBrogan> ! = Hades Surface (Jacie & co.)
<JacieBrogan> ! ::rematerializes on Hades in a brilliant beam of light::
<DWFred> % :::lights begin to blink read and a muted klaxon sounds::::
<JacieBrogan> ! ::the light fades quickly to a blinding darkness leaving Jacie unaware in an alley not far from where she left::
<nadwBlackeye> ! :::Steps from behind a rain barrel and is joined by a half dozen grizzled figures from different shadows::: Welcome back to Hades, Ice Princess, I've brought a few friends who would like to play.
<DWFred> <I'll brb, got to get the cat out from under the bed>
<JacieBrogan> ! ::turns and stumbles over a crate, still blinded by the lack of light::
<IrishTCat> <<Meow Meow >> 
<JacieBrogan> ! Blackeye? ::reaches for her weapons but finds she has none::
<nadwBlackeye> ! ::Fingers the tip of a canon primer::: Brought a little toy, fellow can tickle a rib an awful ong time with one of these before a fellow laughs
<JacieBrogan> ! ::blinks and refocuses on the lumbering gray shapes approaching her::
<nadwBlackeye> ! ::Orders the motley crew he's assembled::: Grab her, but I get first go
<JacieBrogan> ! How charming of you. So sorry I can't stay to enjoy your hospitality. ::kicks the crate toward her attackers and runs the opposite way::
<Dr10> !:::The Doctor materializes not very far away from Jacie:::
<nadwBlackeye> ! ::The revenge minded group dashes after Jacie::
<JacieBrogan> ! ::turns down the alleys, tripping and bumping into things as she finds her way::
<IrishTCat> ! Maker  Are you alright ? ::Irish asks concerned:: 
<JacieBrogan> ! Must get back. Must get back.
<Dr10> !::The Doctor takes out his pocket watch, pops it open, turns around, and lifts his eyebrows.:::
<IrishTCat> ! ::Irish expands in size becoming a giant tiger cat :: Just in case we run into trouble.. 
<Dr10> !Ah, the TARDIS is this way, and also someething else... Let's not waste time, Irish, don't worry about me.
<JacieBrogan> $ = cul de sac (Jacie only)
<IrishTCat> ! But a cat never wastes time especially me.. 
<JacieBrogan> $ ::runs a zig zag toward the storage areas, the sound of heavy boots and murderous voices hot on her heels::
<JacieBrogan> $ ::draws up short in an alley when her eyes focus on the brick wall at the end::
<JacieBrogan> $ Damn, dead end! ::looks behind her::
<JacieBrogan> $ ::sound of the mob's voices are too close to chance a new direction::
<IrishTCat> ! ::Irish's ears move back and forth :: I hear people .. 
<JacieBrogan> $ Think Jacie, think! I've gotta get out of here. I've got to get home, now!
<Dr10> !This way, the TARDIS is the same way.
<JacieBrogan> $ ::at that there's a creaking door sound and a beam of beckoning light in a darkened corner of the alley::
<Dr10> !::The Dr rounda c corner and runs smack into Backeye's churlish bunch:::
<nadwBlackeye> ! ::Rounds corner and slams into the Doctor at full steam:: Ooof
<JacieBrogan> $ ::runs toward the light, pushing her way inside a storage bay door and slamming it shut behind her::
<nadwBlackeye> ! ::Falls back with the wind knocked out of him::
<JacieBrogan> $ ::closes her eyes and breathes heavy sighs of relief as she leans against the door::
<Dr10> #:::A couple of burly churls knock the Doctor down, and he lands on  the ground with a deflating exhalation::
<IrishTCat> ! ::Irish jumps up and lands on top of Blackeye :: 
<nadwBlackeye> ! Belay that you scurvy dogs! Can't you tell a fair wind from foul? That's good mates you're scrapping.
<JacieBrogan> $ Thank Rassilon for... ::notices the door trembles and the walls hum::
<IrishTCat> ! Meow ?  :Irishs long tail lashes back and forth :: 
<Dr10> !We have no time for this comedic spontaneity! Get off me!
<nadwBlackeye> ! God cat
<JacieBrogan> $ ::turns around and her mouth drops, her eyes take in the familiar sight of her old TARDIS home::
<nadwBlackeye> ! ::Embraces the Doctor heatily:: You scoundrel Blast it's a wonderful thing to spy you again. 
<IrishTCat> ! Well thank you.. A simple bowl of cream is better than any words of prayer .. 
<nadwBlackeye> <Doooh good that is, though Irish would probably see no mistake ;-)>
<JacieBrogan> $ This isn't real. ::walks around looking, everything she sees is familiar and troubling:: It can't be real.
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<Dr10> !Blackeye, no time to catch up. Tell me, were Fred and drax taken ?
<JacieBrogan> $ The TARDIS was destroyed. Maxim said...
<nadwBlackeye> ! Set sail with me, and I'll take you to a world where milk flows in the rivers and the falls give out cream
<nadwBlackeye> ! ::Hangs head::
<IrishTCat> ! I would say so Maker .. I cant sense Shining Girl on the planet .. 
<JacieBrogan> $ ::touches a plush bench still warm and covered in green cat hairs:: Irish?
<nadwBlackeye> ! Best to forget them, mate. They're gone for sure
<nadwBlackeye> ! Either they are dead by now or worse
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<Dr10> !Fredf has gone to this deeviliosh processing center. We must follow and rescue her.
<nadwBlackeye> <WB>
<DWFred> <grr, as soon as I came back to the computer I got disconnected>
<DWFred> <shall I pick up where I left off?>
<Dr10> !Churl> Ya gonna just waltz in and make them Squids do your will, old boy.
<IrishTCat> ! Yes I suppose we must .. Lets go get Home . 
<nadwBlackeye> ! I guess it might be possible you lot escapeed didnt yah?
<JacieBrogan> $ ::sees the high back leather chair so similar to the Doctor's. At the end table, a half consumed cup of coffee sits with an opened book just as her old friend left it::
<Dr10> !As a matter of fact, Mr. short on hygiene training, that is exactly what I am going to do.
<nadwBlackeye> ! Or was it the Spearhead that took you?
<JacieBrogan> $ But Maxim told me, no TARDIS has ever survived a supernova! ::rails back at her surroundings::
<DWFred> <I'm going to pick up where I left off then>
<DWFred> <Maxim didn't take Fred into account, now did he? :-)>
<Dr10> !::The Doctor heads off toward the TARDIS:: No time to visit, I've got to get to my craft.
<DWFred> <:::sticks out tongue at Maxim:::>
<JacieBrogan> $ :;as if in reply the viewscreen activates, rolling back the ceiling to show the graying sky overhead and filling the room with the voices outside::
<nadwBlackeye> ! Yah need help even with your great beastie
<DWFred> % Att1> Memory resquencing failing...
<Dr10> !:::The Doctor speaks as he advances on the TARDIS::: We have to get to the Necklace of the Void and rescue Fred, and even old Drax, from this Gallifreyan apocalypse.
<DWFred> % Att2> Molecular discorperation occuring...
<JacieBrogan> <Someone make a crack about it being a suicide mission, ok?>
<IrishTCat> ! I suppose I do.. ::Irish says thoughtfully :: 
<DWFred> % :::puffs of smoke appear as power begins to feedback into the control systems::::
<nadwBlackeye> ! ::Startled:: The stars!
<IrishTCat> ! Wheres that stunt cat  He is suppose to do the suicide missions ..  
<Dr10> !Churl> Sure enough you'll be dead if you go there, mister. This processing ain't nop joke. Them Squids, once they got ya, you are worse than dead.
<JacieBrogan> ! ::her jaw set, she flips off the viewscreen, resets the coordinates and dematerializes::
<Dr10> ! Worse than dead?
<DWFred> % :::Fred's body begins to corruscate with energy:::
<nadwBlackeye> ! Look to the sky you oafs
<JacieBrogan> <What's the processing center symbol David?>
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<Dr10> ! I'll take my chances :::The Doctor approaches the TARDIS just as it dematerializes.::
<nadwBlackeye> ! <5>
<nadwBlackeye> <%>
<DWFred> % ::::a keening cry of pain escapes her lips, while her mind stays in defense mode:::
<JacieBrogan> <I'll take over the attendants, ok?>
<DWFred> <okey dokey>
<JacieBrogan> <Did you have them lock down the procedure yet?>
<DWFred> <not yet, they know it's failing though>
<IrishTCat> ! ::Irish blinks:: That was unexpected.. I much prefer knowing what is coming than this blankness about the future.. Its very annoying.. 
<JacieBrogan> <OK cool. I just read back you last couple of lines.>
<Dr10> #::The Dr turns and looks at the sky:: This place is about to be crushed by temporal forces literally beyond comprehension. This is no random individual act, this is the might of all Gllifrey assembled and folcused.
<JacieBrogan> % Att1> Abort the procedure!
<nadwBlackeye> !> Green Tooth> Squids and disappearing stars. That's it, I'm gone
<IrishTCat> ! Maker I just realized something .. 
<JacieBrogan> % Att2> Attempting. ::punches in buttons but the energy still surges:: Controls not responding.
<JacieBrogan> % Att1> Failsafe procedures! Lock it down.
<nadwBlackeye> ! ::Snaps fingers:: The Squids! That's it, they must have a ship here somewhere
<DWFred> % :::Fred's physical form is overlaid with the energy pattern/aura it exhibited when she was known as Eos, in the translation chamber on the Resort Station::::
<Dr10> ! What Irish?
<JacieBrogan> % Att2> All controls failing. We losing containment.
<IrishTCat> ! Um Roaming Girl was in Home .. 
<JacieBrogan> % Att1> ::shakes head:: Terminate the link.
<JacieBrogan> % Att2> That will kill the subject.
<Dr10> !Oh no. Now look at this. What was that you said about a ship, Blackeye?
<JacieBrogan> % Att1> Do it, now.
<nadwBlackeye> ! With me lads! ::Watches his mob un away and spits after them:: Ahhh, good riddance to yah!
<DWFred> % ::::Fred turns her head towards the attendants...her eyes ablaze::::
<DWFred> % ::energy arcs from them, striking down the first attendant as he reaches for the controls::::
<JacieBrogan> % Att2> ::steps forward to pull the stabilizer circuits bare inches from Fred's head::
<Dr10> ! A Squid ship may well be an operating TARDIS. Show me, man, show me.
<DWFred> <etc, where he is>
<Dr10> ! :::The temporal disruption begins to wear down a mountain on the horizon:::
<DWFred> <or she do a willow and practically vomit energy at him>
<nadwBlackeye> ! Sure, ::Points way:: Follow me, iffin I was them I'd hide on the upper storage
<JacieBrogan> % ::amidst the chaos of activity a wheeze and groan mingles with the charging hum and warning klaxons::
<IrishTCat> ! ::Irish shrinks down to normal cat size and jumps on Maker's shoulder:: Too much interference for me to detect any other homes .. We have to get closer.. 
<DWFred> <I like that better, I'll rewrite that line>
<JacieBrogan> <I was thinking she'd look at him with those "Oh God help" eyes and end of frying him. >
<JacieBrogan> <If looks could kill...>
<DWFred> <just wait for my line>
<Dr10> ! ::The Doctor reassuringly pets Irish and follows Blackeye with all due speed.::
<JacieBrogan> % Att2>::hesitates briefly to look at Fred:: I'm sorry.
<DWFred> % :::Fred looks uncomprehendingly as the attendant reaches for the circuits::::
<Dr10> ! We might have been able to find and launch one TARDIS, but twwo may be stretching it a bit ffar before the time is up here.
<DWFred> % :::a searing pulse of energy flows thru her::::
<DWFred> % :::She cries out with the pain, releasing a blast of energy which envelops the attendant::::
<nadwBlackeye> ! :::Runs from ladder to locked storage bay. Blackeye draws a bizarre looking pistol that make short work of the lock::
<Dr10> ! Irish, reach out for it witth tthat nimble mind of yours.
<DWFred> <how's that?>
<nadwBlackeye> ! No time to show off me lock picking, now where's the ship?
<JacieBrogan> % Att2> ::chortles a cry of shock and pain as the energy latches onto his arm and up to engulf his whole body in paralyzing comprehension::
<IrishTCat> ! Hrmmmm Its that way .. ::Irish points 
<Dr10> !::The Dr reaches deep into one of his pockets::: I've waited a long time to try and use this....
<JacieBrogan> % Att1> ::watches his coworker turn from mortal to cinder in moments::
<DWFred> % :::Fred's body bucks against the straps reflexively...her mind watches clinically from far away:::
<Dr10> ! ::The Dr reaxches out towwards a large box with a strange glowing key in his hand.:: Got this in my first generation, a TARDIS skeleton key of sorts.
<JacieBrogan> % Att1> Morph! ::races to enact quarantine vaporization::
<JacieBrogan> % ::a staser shot buzzes through the air and catches the attendant in the back::
<Dr10> !:::The Dr uses the key and a door pops open in the huge storage box::: Right this way, and quickly., You had better comw with uws, Blackeye.
<nadwBlackeye> ! :::Slaps the Doctor's back:: Good going mate... first what?
<JacieBrogan> % ::he falls forward to his knees then lands on his face::
<nadwBlackeye> ! ::Follows the Doctor:: Any port as they say
<IrishTCat> ! ::Irish begins to glow greenly :: Now we have to get away .. ::Irish jumps up on the black gothic looking control panel :: 
<JacieBrogan> % ::Jacie steps out of the corner aiming her staser again, this time just above Fred's head::
<Dr10> ! ::The Dr desperateoly flips seitches and turns dials:: It may just work!
<JacieBrogan> % ::the blast takes out the processor feedback instantly cutting all energy from the table::
<JacieBrogan> % ::the room falls to darkness with only the slight glow of its "patient"::
<nadwBlackeye> ! Just be fast, cut the anchor line if you must
<DWFred> % :::Fred's body flops back onto the table as the energy ceases to assault her body::::
<IrishTCat> ! ::Irish reaches out using the full power of his mind to subvert the dry cold spirit of the vessal to his purpose :: 
<Dr10> ! ::The coloumn begins to rise and fall and a familiar wheezing is heard.
<JacieBrogan> % ::steps forward, glancing at the charbroiled attendant then to his trussed up captive::
<JacieBrogan> % You're Eos?
<DWFred> % :::Fred breathes heavily as the pain subsides and the aura/glow starts to fade away::::
<DWFred> <that line and a couple more before yours, Jen>
<JacieBrogan> <No it's ok, D. Keep the flow as is.>
<nadwBlackeye> ! Well done cat, I dont know this ship but I can sure tell the sound of filling sails!
<DWFred> % :::recognizing the danger is over for the moment, Fred's mental defenses lower:::
<Dr10> ! We made it!
<IrishTCat> ! ::Irish opens his mouth and pants :: 
<DWFred> % :::mentally she shudders as the reality of the pain passes thru and then beyond:::
<DWFred> % :::her eyes blinking, she sees a strangely familiar form nearby:::
<DWFred> % :::her mind registers the words:::
<JacieBrogan> % You were there, on Alfheim?
<Dr10> ! ::The Dr activates aa viewscrfeen and they see Hadesn as they depart:, caught in a timeloop:::
<DWFred> % ::::she coughs as she tries to speak::::
<DWFred> % Fred> Yes...I'm Eos, daughter of Lucifer.
<JacieBrogan> % ::nods somberly, then speaks more to herself than Eos:: He lied to me. They all lied.
<DWFred> % ::Fred coughs again:::
<IrishTCat> ! Could we get to wherever we are going? I am starting to get tired of being charming to this Voice.. 
<JacieBrogan> % ::sounds are heard outside the door drawing Jacie's attention:: Emergency crews.
<Dr10> # = in captured Squid time capsule
<JacieBrogan> % ::turns back to Eos and begins unstrapping her:: You haven't much time.
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<JacieBrogan> % ::helps the girl sit up:: He's looking for you. You have to go. You have to help him, again.
<Dr10> #::The Dr adjusts the controls:: I have found the TARDIS, but it is charging up to leave. Coul;d it be Fred and Drax making  a breal for it!
<DWFred> % :::Fred nods in understanding as she sits up:::
<DWFred> % Fred> I'll help him, promise.
<JacieBrogan> % ::half lifts half drags Eos toward the blue police box in a darkened corner, the door opens willingly casting a welcoming light::
<IrishTCat> # Maker we need to get to the Soft Curves base now..  
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<nadwBlackeye> <ggggrrrrrrrrrr>
<JacieBrogan> % ::the outer doors begin sliding open to the room::
<IrishTCat> # This Voice wants to go to your home .. And I think thats a very very bad idea .. 
<DWFred> %:::Fred stumbles along in Jacie's grasp towards the TARDIS:::
<JacieBrogan> % ::hurried speech:: The controls are set. Just demat. The TARDIS will find him for you.
<DWFred> % Fred> Aren't you coming?
<nadwBlackeye> <Weirdness, I got Tuna's bit about Hades locked in the time loop and I got froze out>
<JacieBrogan> % ::frowns showing new lines of hardened wisdom:: I can't. Not anymore.
<DWFred> % We came back...to find you...and my people...
<IrishTCat> <<<Hehehehe  Smallville classified ad..   Lost Basset Hound  answers to the name Flash   contact roscoe >>>
<JacieBrogan> % Tell the Doctor the Universe needs him far more than just to find me. 
<DWFred> % Fred> ::nods::: I will.
<JacieBrogan> % ::the outer doors open and the emergency crew begins prying apart the inner doors::
<DWFred> % :::She graps Jacie's hand, squeezing her with all her might:::
<Dr10> !Wait! The TARDIS is activated and moving. Where could ikt be going?
<JacieBrogan> % ::looks at the hand of friendship as if it is a foreign thing, pulls away::
<Dr10> # ::The Dr stares at a screen and then lloks up a bit perplexed:: It is heading straight for Brogan's ship!
<DWFred> % :::Fred darts into the TARDIS, the door slamming behind her of its own accord::::
<JacieBrogan> % Eos? Tell the Doctor... tell him I'm sorry.
<JacieBrogan> <move line up>
<Dr10> # ::The Dr smiles::: That seems like good news to me! We shall follow and find out just who is in my TARDIS, but I can't imagine her performaing for anyone other than a close friend!
<IrishTCat> # Maker .. I am getting tired..  ::Irish is panting heavily :: 
<nadwBlackeye> ! Then we've been hijacked in the ship we stole?
<DWFred> * = inside the TARDIS
<JacieBrogan> % ::watches the TARDIS, her old longlost home, depart without her::
<DWFred> * :::Fred stumble to the console, slamming her hand down on the demat button:::
<DWFred> * ::::She clings to console as the TARDIS dematerializes:::
<JacieBrogan> % ::the inner doors begin creaking open shining light into the darkened room::
<DWFred> <symbol for the Comet Ship?>
<Dr10> # Irish, what's wrong?
<JacieBrogan> % ::Jacie resets her staser, takes aim and stuns herself::
<JacieBrogan> % ::she falls to the ground as emergency crews enter the room and survey the damage::
<IrishTCat> # This Voice is very dificult .. It has a Goth personailty ..  Whatever that is.. 
<Dr10> <Sorry, I just noticed that Fred is not in the Drs Tardis, but the one Jacie stole>
<DWFred> <are the Doctor, Irish, et al, aboard the comet ship yet?>
<Dr10> !:::The Squid time capsule materializes aboard Brogan's Comet ship:::
<JacieBrogan> <Fred is in the Doctor's TARDIS.> 
<JacieBrogan> <That's the one she stole.>
<JacieBrogan> <From Hades.>
<Dr10> $ = Comet ship
<DWFred> <it's the Doctor who is not in the Doctor's TARDIS>
<DWFred> <confusing, hunh?:-)>
<nadwBlackeye> ! :::Draws two wicked looing knives::: Care for a bit of steel to give our hijackers?
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish walks out of the vessal:: 
<Dr10> $ ::The Dr rushes out of the capsule and onto the deck of Brogan's ship, to find her and her friends waiting for them.:::
<Dr10> <OK, TARDIS comin' back to the Doc, I like it>
<DWFred> <let me know when you're ready for the TARDIS to appear>
<Dr10> $ Where is that TARDIS? I thought I tracked it here?
<IrishTCat> $ Temporal slippage Maker..  
<nadwBlackeye> !:::Replaces the blades innnn scabbards up his sleeves::: Looks like you found a friendly port, Doctor
<DWFred> * :::Fred catches her breath, her body returning to a semblance of normalcy, as the column on the console continues its soothing up and down motion::::
<nadwBlackeye> $ ::Exists TARDIS slowly::
<Dr10> $ Easy Blackeye, we are mong frriends, for once.
<JacieBrogan> $ ::Brogan stands regally before her procession: a mechanoid with new ears, a dalek with a dark band over his blinded eye, the lone Thal Commander Cristoff and a few other ragtag crew members::
<nadwBlackeye> $ If you vouch for them they're all right by me mate
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish lays down on the floor and goes to sleep :: Send in the stunt double .. 
<DWFred> * :::she sees the viewscreen come on as the TARDIS begins to dematerialize:::
<Dr10> $ ::The Dr acts irritated because he is::: Hades had been destroyed, and by my own people, who seem to be laying waste to the universe. My TARDIS is missing. Fred is still gone, and may still be in the prrocessing center. This is not good.
<JacieBrogan> $ Indeed you are among friends Mr. Blackeye. All those you see here are all freedom representatives have left in time.
<JacieBrogan> <move line up>
<nadwBlackeye> $ ::Thinks he hasn't seen a more bizarre crew since that time he was Shanghaied off of Altar 7:::
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish snores loudly :: 
<JacieBrogan> $ Have faith Doctor. Justice will prevail in time. Remember, 'the correct path is not always the best lit one'.
<JacieBrogan> $ ::Brogan turns her head toward what a seemingly barren spot of the room just moments before a wheeze and groan fill the air::
<Dr10> <Land it, Fred>
<Dr10> $::The Dr tenses at the sound::: Against all hope!
<JacieBrogan> $ ::in the empty space, a battered blue box fades into view::
<nadwBlackeye> $ :::Turns and his right hand disappears inside his coat::
<DWFred> * :::with its familiar creaks, groans and thump, the TARDIS dematerializes::::
<nadwBlackeye> $ And what is this then? Friend or foe, Doctor/
<Dr10> $::The Dr moves to his TARDIS and puts a hand against it gently::: The most beautiful sight in the 12 galaxies!
<nadwBlackeye> <gr ?>
<IrishTCat> $ ::Irish opens an eye after stopping the snore :: Home is here yay .. 
<DWFred> * :::upon the viewscreen, Fred sees a crowd of beings staring, the Doctor, and Irish sleeping on the floor:::
<DWFred> * :::smiling weakly, she stumbles towards the door, which opens on its own for her:::
<nadwBlackeye> $ Doctor, you really need to get out more ::Takes hand from coat::
<DWFred> $ :::The door to the TARDIS opens.  Out steps a disheveled Fred, who latches fiercly onto the Doctor.:::
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<nadwBlackeye> ,ty ;-)>
<JacieBrogan> <sorry I forgot before.?
<JacieBrogan> >
<nadwBlackeye> <np>
<Dr10> $ ::The Doctor sees Fred emerge and runs to embrace her::: Fred, are you all right? I wass afraid you had been processed by the Timelords.
<JacieBrogan> <Closing lines guys. It's a Empire Strikes Back kinda moment, I guess.>
<DWFred> $ I was rescued by Jacie
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<Dr10> $ What? Jacie? Why didn't she come with you?
<JacieBrogan> <Hey Steve you found us! We're just finishing up.>
<DWFred> $ She said to tell you that the Universe needs you for more than just looking for her.
<nadwBlackeye> <Hi, Codh ere>
<DWFred> $ She also said to tell you she's sorry.
<IrishTCat> <<Hi Steve>>
<SteveBreonReadi> <*Nods* I've been readining Dante's Inferno, Hi all>
<DWFred> <hi steve!>
<DWFred> <and you came here to go from the ridiculous to the sublime, right?:-)>
<nadwBlackeye> <doh Cody that is>
<JacieBrogan> <Cool Steve. I always liked frie and brimstone.>
<DWFred> <fries and brimstone, interesting>
<Dr10> $ I don' t understand? Why should she be sorry?
<JacieBrogan> <Frie is of course a nice mutton sidedish served with stew.>
<nadwBlackeye> <I think Dante's Inferno works on so many levels. ::Ducks::>
<DWFred> $ She didn't say.  She just said to tell you she was sorry.
<Dr10> $ Notrhing is more important than finding her!
<DWFred> $ :::Fred gives the Doctor a big hug, then walks over to Irish::::
<IrishTCat> $ Hello Shining Girl .. ::Irish goes back to sleep:: 
<DWFred> $ :::she lays down on the floor next to Irish, takes him into her arms, holds him close, and falls asleep::::
<Dr10> $ ::The Dr pauses and thinks for a moment:: But maybe that is what she is sayingg to me, that it shouldn't be the most important.
<DWFred> <pause Fred>
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<JacieBrogan> $ ::Brogan steps forward placing a hand on the Doctor's shoulder:: Jacie's right Doctor. The universe is more important.
<IrishTCat> <<Pause Irish >> 
<Dr10> $ I have always thought of my friends as the most important. Perhaps times are so dire that my enemies should come first.
<nadwBlackeye> <pause Drax, Blackeye, and Green Tooth ;-)>
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<AlxKeegan> <keep your friends close and your enemies closer:-)>
<Dr10> $ ::The Dr looks down at Irish and Fred, and then to Brogan::: That's going to be very difficult.
<Dr10> <Pause Dr>
<JacieBrogan> $ Don't worry, old friend. If I'm right, I think time has won its first most important battle of this war.
<JacieBrogan> <move line up to before Doc's>
<JacieBrogan> <now keep it>
<JacieBrogan> $ Brogan>::beams her first true smile of the day:: Now we fight back.
<JacieBrogan> <pause Brogan>
<AlxKeegan> <<<PAUSE SIM>>>
<AlxKeegan> <<<CUT AND PRINT>>>
<JacieBrogan> Bravo!
<TheBrig> Bravo
<AlxKeegan> Hurray!!!
<JacieBrogan> Bravissimmo!
<AlxKeegan> Applesauce!!
<Dr10> <Wonderful. Nice job.>
<TheBrig> lol
<JacieBrogan> You guys are absolutely some of the very best writers/actors I have ever known.
<JacieBrogan> I do love this group!
<Dr10> Gotta go, see you all next week, except for Jen, who will have loads of cruise fun.
<AlxKeegan> night Tuna!
<JacieBrogan> Now, I'm off for 2 weeks starting Wednesday. You have fun without me.
<IrishTCat> Night Maker
<AlxKeegan> the group loves  you, Jen:-)
<JacieBrogan> And stay safe!
<IrishTCat> Have fun Jen 
<TheBrig> I'm just glad I didn't get stoned for that "motley crew" line ;-)
<SteveBreonReadi> bye Tuna!  Be safe!
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<JacieBrogan> I'll see you when I return.
<JacieBrogan> Oh, and if anyone has any requests from the islands e-me. I'll enjoy my first experience of haggling with the locals.
<AlxKeegan> cool
<AlxKeegan> have fun while you're away, Jen, when do you leave?
<JacieBrogan> I understand I'll be in Mexico for Halloween aka Day of the Dead. Skeletons are a big thing.
<IrishTCat> Night David   Night Cody  Night Steve 
<AlxKeegan> Night Rob!
<TheBrig> Just two requests... have fun and keep safe
<TheBrig> Night Rob
<JacieBrogan> I'm leaving Wednesday AM. Staying in Fayettevill, NC. The St. Augustine, FL then Miami.
<JacieBrogan> It will be a journey and a half.
<AlxKeegan> then I'll talk to you before you leave
<AlxKeegan> Night one and all, take care, see most of you next week!
<JacieBrogan> Wish I could take you guys with me. But I'm also glad to be getting away from it all.
<TheBrig> Night David
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* SteveBreonReadi is off to read more of the Inferno, I am liking it.
<JacieBrogan> My brother (with the 4 kids) called tonight and wanted to stay over the weekend.
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<JacieBrogan> Enjoy Dante, Steve!
<JacieBrogan> Night Cody!
<TheBrig> Nice to see uou again Staeve
<JacieBrogan> Take care of these guys. Oh, and supercongrats on Blackeye. Now I want him in all the stories.
<JacieBrogan> Night guys!
Session Close: Thu Oct 17 23:15:20 2002