Session Start: Wed Nov 24 20:26:12 2004 Session Ident: #whosim * Logging #whosim to 'C:\Documents and Settings\Jennifer\Desktop\hart8.DALnet.txt' Jen,are you there? Yup, I'm here. I just opened a 2nd game log. In case of problems upstairs. You are listed twice in the connection to whosim,Jen. :::takes out hanky because Jen won't use RavenaShaw nick any more :-(::: JenK is office computer. It's logging and churning over some Troughton video. I'm turning the lost adventures into so computer viewable files. It spent last night and this afternoon chewing on Ice Warriors. Since Ravena is believed to have drowned in her time that would explain her not goin back to it. doesnt that hurt it s teeth Unfortunately I need to redo an episode. My capture software burbed on a couple seconds of Jamie. * AlxKeegan has joined #whosim Shall we do a CASTING CALL? David! ::waves:: Yeah, my computer frequently gets a fever from all of the chewing. Hey David! You made it. Hi David how are they? Joel too David,happy Thanksgiving. Happy thanksgiving to you all as well they're doing good * RavenaShaw gets credits ready Casting Call,Please <===Phineas and Dr Hannigan === Doctor and as needed * RavenaShaw finds credits are ready already. Wonders who's being doing time slips on her again. <==== Ravena and Doc Gordon <8-D> * DocEight has joined #whosim Uh, scripter brainslip. I was listening to Hannity and wrote that. It's supposed to be Hannigan. Hi Heather, is that you? Wow, a full house for Thanksgiving. * DocEight looks 02I think it's me. Surely something to be thankful for. Hi Heather Heather, able to play or just visiting? Hi Heather!!!!!!! :::big hug for Heather::: Heather change form Trillium to another,I cannot read you. I can hand you a role, there are three avail. 02I'm just visiting this time. Slipped a disc in my back, so concentration isn't really something I can do. Ouch Heather! How'd you do that? I cannot read Heather, her typing line is blank. 02I sneezed. ;-) 02Hang on a sec. * RavenaShaw wonders what David and Duncan's IRC programs are. webchat webchat as well. * Doc8 has joined #whosim 2I was using Trillian, this is the webchat. yeaaaa :::big hug again:::: Trillian doesn't seem to like it. blue to me too now but I can read it now ~am I blue?~ Heather told us she slipped a disc in her back so she's just visiting. ouchhhhhhh Killing me. But hey, I can't complain. How did you do that, girl? sorry, I hope I didn't hurt your back too bad when I hugged you ~you'd be blue too~ Maybe hugging Heather helped her back :::Gentle cyber hug:: ~look at me/I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree/look at me~ Can we procede with the game,please??? Is there such a thing as a gentle cyber? I dunno how it happened. Maybe something to do with the accident a few years back. It seems to play up every now and again. :::::sticking my tongue out at Duncan:::: Ok, ok, the natives are restless. ::cyber hugs gentlely:: All remaining roles fill in as needed/ Sorry...I'll shut up for a bit then. ;-) ::cyber hugs Heather gently:: * RavenaShaw aside to Heather, if there's a role you're interested in later, just nude me. Ok, COSTUMES CHECK, PLACES PEOPLE! THE LAST AD FOR NUTRIGRAIN FILLS THE AIR WAVES, FADE TO BLACK... A HUSH FALLS OVER THE TV ROOM AND THEN... <> <> <> <"in the corridor, she revealed her true feelings for me"> THE FAMILIAR THEME WINDS ITS TUNE AS THE IMAGE OF THE 11TH DOCTOR, SMILING, FADES INTO THE TITLE DOCTOR WHO @ = Camp Grounds, Exterior @::Hannigan checks up on Dr Gordon's progress::Any change in the patient's condition? @ ::A thin veil of twilight fills the screen, pannng out to reveal a cluster of buildings and a solitary figure walking amongst them deep in thought:: 02 < make that $ the Symbol for my first line,Jen> $=interior $Hannigan>Dr Gordon a progress report on the Patients,please. @ ::thinks over her conversation with Gordon night before:: //Her great great grand aunt... Disappeared after the drowning.// @ //I disappeared. What if... What if I am never to return home?// @ //Then what becomes of me? If this is real, if history can not be changed?// @ //Or can it? Isn't that what time travel is about?// @ //If only the Doctor were here. The Doctor... and Phineas... where can they be?// @ //What if I never see them again? Or my home?// @ ::puts her hands together, touching her lips in silent prayer:: < I still like the idea of living Totem Pole Monsters,David> $ Hannigan>Craddick,Gordon, report our patient's condition,please!! %=courtyard ,what's the scene indicator, Jen?> <@ = courtyard exterior> % Hannigan>Who are you and where are you from? The ship's manifest doesn't include you on the list!:::Indicating Ravena:: <% = wards interior> <@ = Jen & Duncan> % ::::Craddick is watching over the patients grumpily::: % > boy > Mama? Mama, is that you? <% = Craddick & Gordon> @ Hannigan>Ravena! You are not on the Ship's list!! Where are you from??? % Cradd> Your Mama's not here, boy. Just relax. % Gordon> ::WAkes at cry::: Coming @ ::roused from her reverie:: Good morning Dr. Hannigan, pleasant day I hope. % Gordon> Doctor he's just a frightened child @ Hannigan>Where are you from,ravena? I have no records of you ANYWHERE! % Cradd> The sooner he learns to stand on his own two feet, the better. Builds character. % >Gordon> ::Soothes the boy. wonders where Rvena is. Lokks around>:: @ You can keep records in a place like this? % ::Stares at Craddick::: And what sort of character does it build? @ Hannigan> As a Doctor I'm required to! And as a newcomer you cold have brought the FEVER on us,Ravena! % > Gordon > Where is Ravena. She does so well with the children % Cradd> Don't take too many liberties, woman. I have a reputation to protect. @::Angry Hannigan::Give me ONE good reason I shouldn't DEPORT you?! % Cradd> You can't just willy-nilly make personnel changes. % > Gordon> Pity you don't use some of that concern for those entrusted to your care ::glares:: % :::Craddick glares back::: @ That's absurd. The TAR--- I didn't come from an invested environment. If I had, wouldn't I have this fever by now? % > Gordon> The blazes with paperwork. This boy is in a state % Crad> In answer to your question, I don't know where she is. Hannigan is looking for her. He talking about deporting her from the island. @ Hannigan>I have a reputation to protect,Ravena! I DEMAND AN EXPLINATION FOR YOUR PRESENCE HERE!!::Screams Hannigan:: % > Gordon > What? ::Stands:: Why would that old fool do something THAT crazy? @ ::notices the little veins popping out of Hannigan's wrinkled brow, exacty as Rev. Josiah Henry did when challenging her:: % > Gordon > :::Tucks in child then swirls out of room in search of Ravena:: @ ::a ripple of fear washes over her, but Ravena remains silent:: @ Hannigan> Is Your explanation for being here,Ravena THAT bad??? % Crad> He didn't say why, nor did I ask him. @ ::shakes her head:: It's no use arguing with you, Dr. Hannigan. Men like you would never understand. ::starts walking away:: @ > Gordon> ::Sees Ravena and Hannigan in heated discussion and hurries over::: @::Follows Ravena::Determined to find the truth,one way OR the other:: @ >Gordon> ::To Hannigan:: Colnel! What are you doing to that poor girl? @ Hannigan>Ty your explanatin,Ravena! I'll be the JUDGE of WHAT I understand or not!!! @ Hannigan>Trying to determine her origin and where she comes from,Gordon,for ALL our sakes! @ ::Craddick follows Gordon::::: @ > Gordon> Where she came from? What about all she's done for our patients? @ Hannigan>That could be a Trick to lure us into FALSE security! How do we know Ravena didn't POISON our patient''s minds against us? @ Poison their minds? You are a little man, aren't you? @ > Gordon > :::rolls her eyes at the old man rantings::: @ Hannigan>Besides,any intruder could have brought the FEVER to the patients in the FIRST place! % = Ward B @ > Gordon> Enough of this nonsense. ::To Ravena:: Just tell him where you came from anf maybe we can get back to being doctors instead of inquisitors % ::little boy tosses and turns, kicking off his covers:: % ::a gentle breeze wafts over him, clearing his senses for a brief moment of awareness:: % ::the wind whispers his name:: % Mama? ::in delirium:: Mama is that you? % ::wind swirls about him, making the hanging blanket sway and brushing against his hair:: @ Hannigan>Craddick! Check the rest of our patient's condition and give me a report! @ ::looks at Gordon and the others with a sense of helplessness:: I... It's complicated... @ Hannigan>Then SIMPLIFY,Ravena! % ::hears the call again, beckoning him forth...:: Mama? ::bolts upright searching the darkness:: Mama? Wait, don't leave me! % ::climbs from his bed, not stopping to notice his bare feet or fever-drenched clothes, and follows the call to a dark exit:: @ I can't. Honestly, I'm not sure even I understand it, let alone will be able to explain it to you. I'm here to help, isn't that enough? @ > Gordon> It is as for as I am concerned % ::in the stillness of the ward, the gentle breeze turns to a sharp, chilling draft:: @ Hannigan>If you are to help,Ravena,we need to know where you come from,so we can understand your KIND of help> % ::the cold air seems to slap the fevered patients from their slumber:: <>=.> @ I'm an herbalist. I've learned to care for the sick for as long as I can remember walking. @ It may not be your science, Doctor Hannigan, but it is advanced enough to handle even your more difficult fevers of the mind. @ Hannigan>Did you travel alone Ravena,or with companions? @ If you could just ask the Doctor, or Phineas-- ::silences when she realises what she's saying:: @ > Gordon > ::To Hannigan:: That even you can not doubt, Doctor @ I was with friends, before I came here. That's all I'm prepared to tell you Dr. Hannigan. @ Hannigan>I'll take that as a YES,Ravena. % ::one by one the patients stir, kicking away their blankets and calling out names into the darkness:: @ Hannigan>Gordon! a SEARCH for Ravena's FRIENDS must be implemented IMMEDIATELY! % ::one is heard:: Sally? Sally Anne? @ > Gordon > To what end? % ::another mumbles in disbelief:: But your dead. Anteitam, a cannonball took you. @ > Gordon > are you afraid that may sneak in and give us even more help? @ Hannigan>Ravena's friends can explain what she CANNOT,Gordon. $ ::and another:: No, don't leave. Take me with you! ::Elijah and the other volunteers rumble from their posts at the sounds:: @ > Gordon > ::Shivers as the cold air blows chillingly:: % Elijah> What the...? ::watches in disbelief as nearly all patients try t rally themselves out of their sickbeds, all very agitated:: # = behind a storage building @ >Hannigan> ::Shivers::What is this? a WEST wind? @ ::upset herself as the gathering wind whips through her hair:: If I knew where they were I would gladly introduce you. At the moment you will just have to take my word, Dr. Hannigan. # Doctor,Where are we? At least we are together again! @ Contrary to what you may think, I am not a threat to you. @ Hannigan>That remains to be SEEN,young lady. # :::A strange swirling blu cloud appears in the area behind the storage building, as it dims and disappates two familar figures appear in front of what appeatrs to be an old blue police box:::: @ ::just then Elijah bursts out Ward B's door and calls out:: Doctor Gordon, come quick! The folks in here are in bedlam! % ::::Craddick races to the ward to see what is the matter::: # Toether... escept for Ravena @ ::sounds of a ruckus from the ward are heard, as before the Doctors' eyes one patient tries to climb out a window chasing the wind:: # Doctor? More of the TIME LORD"S handywork I imagine? # That or maybe some Time Middler... say where.. ::Grins or when where you, anyway? % ::the Doctors rush back inside where the volunteers are trying desperately to keep the riled patients inside and calm:: #::Calls for Ravena::RAVEENAAA!!! # I think we all stayed here % ::patients push aside their helpers, all reaching out to their loved ones begging them not to leave:: I was in the 1970's... and you Phineas? # At a NIKE base during the Cuban Missile crises,and yoy,Doctor? % ::Ravena rushes inside too, but the wind does not alarm her:: % ::instead it feels comforting, in a strangely familiar way:: # An ivasion. But all is well ... :::sad;y:: for the most part anyway # ::Crosses and examines the exterior of the TARDIS:: % ::for a moment she thinks she hears a wheezing sound and flashes on the memory of when she first met the Doctor in her woods:: # The RUTANS got wiped out,Doctor? Was it a SONTARAN Invasion? # I wonder what caused this incident % Elijah> I don't know wot's got into 'em. Firedevil from the fevers? #::examines the TARDIS exterior::beats me but the TARDIS door seems to be AJAR! # :::Sees that the door to the TARDIS is partly opened:: Oh .. ::points to it for Phineas:: That certainly couldnt have helped things % Elijah> ::stops one burly patient from pounding his nurse:: 'ere now! You don't wanna do that. % ::the volunteers and doctors try to calm the patients:: # Oh well ::traightenes and smoothes out coat:: Let's find Ravena, eh? ::Smiles as he walks away:: # maybe we should spot check the TARDIS interior before we close the door. % Gordon>I think we'll need more sleeping draft, Ravena? #::Follows the Doctor,Calling out for Ravena as he goes:: % Yes, of course, I'll mix up a batch. # ::Hears a ruckus:: Ah, yelling, that sounds like a good place to start % Hannigan>Oh no you don't Ravena! I'lL have you not ZOMBIFYING patients with your BLACK arts!!! # ::Muteers under his breath:: Ahh, Ravena you are as easy to find as Sarah Jane... just look for the people you have upset :::broad smile:: @:::Hannigan::pulls Ravena away from the patients and ties her up:: % Oh for heavens sakes Hannigan, don't be ridiculous. ::slips free of the ropes like they were the strings of the Lilliputians:: I'm trying to help these people. #::Sighs::Ravena's going to get herself killed if she is not careful,Doctor! % The Doctor's right, power does scken the mind more than any agent. % ::Steps inside then knocks on door:::: Hello ::Smiles at everyone:: I am the Doctor ::extends hand:: %::Steps inside then knocks on the door::Hello::I'm Phineas. % ::Crosses to Ravena:: Miss me? ::Offers a jelly baby:: % ::beams a smile:: Doctor! And Phineas. What took you so long? % ::Sees Hannigan harrassing Ravena and knocks him out with a blow from his Shield Gun::Take that you RAPIST!!! % An ivasion, sad story but long, I'll explain later % ::To Phineas::: Must you shoot everything? % A Cuban Missle Crisses,Ravena. % Well that's one way of winning the argument. If you excuse me, I have a sleeping draft to brew. % ::To Ravena:: Reminds be of a Brigadier I knew once, "Shoot first and never ask any questions" %Doctor,I bashed Him with my weapon,not SHOT him! % I'm actually very busy Doctor. We could use the help. All these people have the fever. I thought we were making progress, but then... ::waves her hands toward the discombulated ward:: % ::Pats Phineas on shoulder:: Just relax a bit old man % Help ? Gladly. But this doesn't look like any fever I know % Tell that to the old geezer I knocked out when he comes to,Doctor! % It must be the second flush of the sickness. ::explains as she mixes ingredients in a big soup pot:: If we could just get them settled... % ::Offers Phineas a jelly babt:: Try an orange one... very soothing % ::Gordon hands out the remaining stock of draft to the patients and makes her way back to Ravena for more:: % When are we anyway? %::Takes Jellybaby::thanks,I needed that. % ::Gordon stops by the boy's bed to offer him a sip:: % I find they always help ::pops a red one in his mouth and smiles:: % I'm not sure. One of the sick, a boy here, said his father died at Gettysburg. % Somewhere in the 19th century I think % Then maybe we should pass Jellybabies to the patients,Doctor! % Ah, then this would most likely be yellow fever % A great battle, I'm told, but not of Washington's making. And Doctor, there's one more thing I've learned, about me and Doctor Gordon here-- % :: Aside to Phineas:: Big problem for decades after the war % Yellow Fever? As in GOLD Fever,Doctor?::laughs:: % Gordon>Oh no! ::let's out a cry when she finds the bed empty:: He's gone! % Great great grand niece % Who's gone? % Ravena, have you seen the boy? William Wyatt? The one you carried yesterday?! % A ptient,I take it. % William Wyatt? As in Wyatt Erp,Doctor? % ::looks up from her stirring pot:: He should be sleeping in the bed over there. ::looks and sees it is empty:: % Elijah! Did anyone leave this ward? % ::Elijah looks up from his work settling the burly man back in his pallet and shakes his head:: %:::Notices footprints headed Eastward::Look everyone! Footprints::points downward:: % Gordon> It's my fault. I shouldn't have left him. He woke earlier, so upset, poor thing. He doesn't know his mother died on the journey. % Hmmm % For the best for now I guess % ::a small child's footprints, prints of bare feet, appear in the dust and straw on the floor leading to a dark corner of the room:: % Was the boy,checked for unusuall Marks? % Let's find the lad and see for ourselves % Ah ::whispers to Phineas::We might be of more use with a bit of help from the TARDIS scanners :: To all:: Phineas and I will search togehter... we're good at that sort of thing ::::Starts out then stops at door:: After you Phineas % If he's as confused as these poor souls, and wandering alone on the countryside... %:::Follows Footprints like a bloodhound after a scent:: % Gordon> The cliffs aren't far from here. It can be very dangerous. % Elijah, take over for me here. ::indicates the pot:: % ::opens the door not waiting for the others to follow:: % ::To Gordon::Aren't the cliffs fenced in or something? % Gordon> ::looks as if that is a silly question:: No one ever comes to this island except the sick, the dead and the damned. @ = exterior % Any idea wy? @ ::in the twilight, she focuses on the boy's tracks like a cat:: @::Follows Ravena::: @ ::the wind whips around her, slapping her face with cold air, seemingly trying to ward her away:: @ ::Ravena presses forward, determined and quickening her pace:: @:::Quickens pace to keep up with Ravena:: @ ::her view breaks upon a hill where she stops just a moment to take in the small shape stumbling toward the edge:: @ ///Seems this Island is Haunted/// @ ::the boy reaches out, ignoring the shards of stone cutting against his bare feet:: Take me with you. Mama? @ NOOOOOO! ::flies forward, reaching out to grab the child:: @ DOCTOR! OVER HEERE! QUICKLY! @ ::gale winds blast across the cliffs, blowing the Doctor and everyone backwards away from the boy:: @ ::Ravena alone is able to push through the wind and grasp the child in time:: @ :::Is kocked flat:: @ Doctor,POLTERGHEISTS!!! @ ::But as her arms surround him, she is blown off her balance and slips over the cliff edge:: @ ::manages to grasp a foothold on the edge, holding the boy close as rocks tumble down into the sea below:: @ NOOO! Dives and grabs Ravena's hand and pulls her up::: @ @ ::closes her eyes, silently railing at the wind determined it will not claim this victim:: * DocEight has quit IRC (Quit: Trillian (http://www.ceruleanstudios.com)) * Doc8 has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving) @ ::when she opens her eyes again, she sees Phineas holding her back and smiles:: Nice catch Professor. @ ::the wind whistles away, as if crying in defeat::