<<<<>>>> <<<<>>>> <<>>> Players Characters +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ DRTUNA The Doctor ( 10), a wandering Timelord JamieMcCrm Computer aboard the Hesperate AmazinBoyS Lane Stuart, companion of the Doctor Irish TCat Irish, a cat companion of the Doctor JamieMcCrm Was, female citizen of Nechma JamieMcCrm Cas, female citizen of Nechma DRTUNA Cet, male mayor of Nechma Dr Hammai Townspeople on Nechma AmazinBoyS/AlexKeegan Captain Peters of the Hesperate Shorty 144 Crew members of the Hesperate THE TARDIS LANDS ON THE PLANET NECHMA DRTUNA: : : : The TARDIS shimmers into existence as the strange wheezing sound echoes.: : : DRTUNA: : : : The TARDIS stands in the center of a small, traditional looking Victorian village: : : : Dr Hammai: : : :groups of people walk through the streets of the village: : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor emerges from the TARDIS and looks around. The sun is beginning to set.: : : Dr Hammai: : : : : The cheerfulness going through them is so thick you'd think a musical number was.... Dr Hammai: going to break out: : : : Irish TCat: : : steps out of the Home and sniffs the air : : : : in cat: : It smells strange .. Dr Hammai: : : :A small crowd begins to form around the TARDIS: : : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor smiles: : : Very nice, very quaint, and very out of place. Dr Hammai: : : :a small boy points: : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor looks at Irish: : : You know, this planet really shouldn't be here at all. Dr Hammai: Small boy> That man has no clothes. Irish TCat: : : looks at the oddly dressed humans : : : : in cat: : Hmm Is this Terra ? Dr Hammai: : : :The boy's mother smacks him: : : Dr Hammai: Mother> Yes he does. DRTUNA: It looks a bit like Earth, sort of like an English village, but it isn't, of course. DRTUNA: You know, in my experience at least 50% of English villages aren't even in England! Dr Hammai: : : :A craft quickly flies overhead and is gone.: : : Irish TCat: : : in cat: : You mean someone has lost a whole planet .. How careless of them .. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor observes the craft zoom above them: : : No, traces of high technology here. AmazinBoyS: Lane>: : walks out of TARDIS: : Where are we? DRTUNA: Yet, it seems like a Victorian village. DRTUNA: Well, Lane, I really don't know. This planet shouldn't even be here. Dr Hammai: : : :a man in a police uniform makes his way through the crowd: : : DRTUNA: But it seems very English, somewhat Victorian, but of course.... Irish TCat: : : jumps out of the way as Lane almost steps on him: : : : in cat: : Irish TCat: Watch where you put those paws of yours... DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor smiles: : : Things are rarely as they seem. Dr Hammai: Police officer> Very well, very well. Let's get go. No loitering about. Dr Hammai: : : :The crowd doesn't move: : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor greets the police officer: : : Hello, we're just here to do some shopping. AmazinBoyS: Lane>: : rubbing his eyes: : I just got up too. DRTUNA: A purely commercial visit, officer. Dr Hammai: : : :The officer takes out a gun and fires twice into the air. The result is two.... Dr Hammai: explosions overhead: : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor looks up at the explosions. He likes fire in the sky.: : : Irish TCat: : : in cat: : Is this a traditional greeting ? DRTUNA: That's an awfully nice way to greet us, officer. Dr Hammai: : : :crowd disperses: : : : Dr Hammai: PO> : : :to Doctor: : : Sorry about the noise. These crowds get harder and harder to move. AmazinBoyS: Lane>: : looks at cop: : Great, the man. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor turns to Lane: : : Well now, a new crew, so a new set of supplies and... Irish TCat: : : licks his front paw and looks at the Loud Boom Maker with curiosity : : DRTUNA: ...foodstuffs. You must have some preferences, both of you. AmazinBoyS: Lane>Do they have tacos? Dr Hammai: PO> If it's foodstuffs you be wanting I'd check the store situated right over there. DRTUNA: Well, Lane, we might find the makings, but tortillas might be difficult. Dr Hammai: : : :PO points to his left: : : DRTUNA: You know, I just love fresh tortillas, corn of course... AmazinBoyS: Lane> I just like the whole thing. DRTUNA: Thank you officer.... AmazinBoyS: Lane> It kicks. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor walks towards the food store...: : : AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : follows Doctor: : DRTUNA: Although Cilantro might be difficult. Irish TCat: : : in cat: : Several dozen cans of tuna and some bags of Dry Kat Irish TCat: Lover Chow would suit me ... DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor chuckles at Irish's thoughts: : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor says hello to townspeople as he enters the store.: : : ABOARD THE STARSHIP HESPERATE Shorty 144: Engineer: : : :working diligently on the ship: : : : JamieMcCrm: : : In the cool depths of space. A decision is made and a ship changes course: : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : to engineer: : What are you doing, Dave? Shorty 144: Engineer: Just working on the ship. Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : looks down and notices that the ship has changed course: : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : I'm sorry. I cannot allow that function. : : Zaps him with megavolts of electricity: : Shorty 144: Engineer: : : look of shock crosses his face: : : : : : : screams: : : : : : : :dies: : : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : to itself: : Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do-- Shorty 144: Helmsman: Captain, the ship has changed course. AmazinBoyS: Captain> How in the hell could it do that? Shorty 144: Helmsman: I don't know sir. : : :confused: : : : It just did. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : to itself: : When it comes to all things animal, vegetable or mineral, I am the very model of a JamieMcCrm: modern major general. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : :begins humming: : AmazinBoyS: Capt.> : : to Helmsman: : Find out what's going on. Shorty 144: Helmsman: Yes, sir. : : :tries to correct course: : : I can't change the course, sir. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Accidentally opens a hatch and lets three crew drift off into space: : Shorty 144: Maintenance Worker: : : :walks into engineering: : : : Dave, are you here? JamieMcCrm: Comp: : humming now audible over the ship's com system: : AmazinBoyS: Capt.> Find out why we can't change it. Shorty 144: Helmsman: Yes, Sir. : : :gets up and heads down to engineering: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Hello, Jerry are you looking for Dave? Shorty 144: Maintenance Worker: Yes, I am. Could you locate him for me? JamieMcCrm: Comp: : He is right over here. : : Rotates console to show crisped body: : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : I'm afraid there's been an accident. Shorty 144: Maintenance Worker: Dave, oh my lord, what happened to him! JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Would you like me to show you Jerry? Shorty 144: Maintenance Worker: Please, show me what happened to him. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : It was something like this -- : : zaps him with electricity: : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Are you satisfied Jerry? Shorty 144: M. Worker: : : :screams, writhes on the floor for a moment, then dies: : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Thank you for your patience. IN THE STRANGE HIGH TECH BUT VICTORIAN FOOD SHOPPE ON NECHMA DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor looks around, and heads for the vegetable section.: : : Irish TCat: : : delicately makes his way past the shelves sniffing at each isle : : Dr Hammai: store clerk> How do you do? Just come in to town? AmazinBoyS: Lane>: : looks for snack food: : AmazinBoyS: Lane> There has to be stuff loaded with sugar somewhere. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor is filling a basket with a selection of tomatoes, onions, etc.: : : Irish TCat: : : tracks down the Kitty Chow and starts meowing: : Meowwww Dr Hammai: : : :A large touch screen menu descends from the ceiling in front of Lane: : : Dr Hammai: Touch screen> Please make a selection in category: Sugar loaded DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor finds the cilantro he wants, and some hot peppers.: : : DRTUNA: This doesn't really seem like a Victorian grocery. AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : looks at menu: : Wonder if they have Skittles. Irish TCat: : : looks hungrily at the big bag of cat food : : Meooww Irish TCat: : : does a cat dance and starts going Meow Meow Meow : : Dr Hammai: Screen> Skittles, not in menu. Please describe. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor is surprised as a touch screen comes down in front of him: : : AmazinBoyS: Lane> They're these little rainbow-colored candies that are fruit flavored. DRTUNA: Ah, that's a little better. Now let's see ... tortillas. AmazinBoyS: Lane> I used to live on those for a while. Dr Hammai: Screen> Affirmative. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor touches the screen and tries to find tortillas.: : : DRTUNA: Flour is all? Oh well, it will have to do. Then I'll definitely need some beans. AmazinBoyS: Lane> Don't forget beef, Doctor! Dr Hammai: : : : : Nutrient filled rainbow-colored candies, fruit flavored, appear beside the menu.... DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor grabs a large packet of flour tortillas which appear, and heads off... Dr Hammai: ..hovering: : : DRTUNA: : : :...towards the bread section. There, he sees a distinguished gentleman.: : : Dr Hammai: Screen> Please note, these "Skittles" will only allow you enough nutrition for one year. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor greets the distinguished person.: : Hello, good sir. Which bread do you... AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : looks at screen, sees Skittle-lookalikes: : These'll have to do for now. DRTUNA: ..suggest here? Dr Hammai: Screen> Please refill by then. Irish TCat: : : gives up on getting service and noses around looking for Maker of Noises : : DRTUNA: Cet> Why hello, I don't believe we have met, and yes, the bread is good here. DRTUNA: Well, I am called the Doctor, and I just dropped in to restock my larder. AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : touches Skittles on screen: : Do you have any Slim Jims as well? DRTUNA: Cet> Hello, Doctor, my name is Cet, and I am the Mayor here. AmazinBoyS: Lane> Wait, no brand names here. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor shakes Cet's hand. It feels strange but real.: : : AmazinBoyS: Lane> Boy, I get confused on these Earth-like planets. DRTUNA: Why thank you, it is good to meet you. Lovely town here. Nice store. Irish TCat: : : strolls around the corner and comes up on the two : : Meow ? DRTUNA: Cet> Well, Doctor, if you are a traveler you should join me at my abode. DRTUNA: Cet> Allow us a chance to show you our hospitality. AmazinBoyS: Lane> Do you have any potato chips? DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor smiles: : : Why thank you, we would love that. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor grabs two loaves of bread and follows Cet to check out.: : : Irish TCat: : : sniffs at the stranger : : : : in cat: : How strange ... DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor grabs some cat food and tuna in tins on the way.: : : DRTUNA: Cet> We don't get many visitors here, you know. DRTUNA: : : :They are being checked out and bagged: : : AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : makes his way to the counter with Skittles and chips: : Dr Hammai: Loudspeaker> Thank you for shopping at @% @ %. You're purchases have been deducted.... Dr Hammai: ...from your credit. DRTUNA: Well, I can imagine. Not very well marked, is it. Called? Irish TCat: : : in cat: : I am Irish T Cat .. How nice to meet you .. DRTUNA: Cet> Nechma, Doctor, Nechma. A wonderful place as you can see. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor pays with some unusual currency, is surprised when they take it.: : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor stands with his bundles: : : Well Lane, Irish, this is Mayor Cet. AmazinBoyS: Lane> Maybe I shouldn't have stayed to find the jellybeans. DRTUNA: He has invited us to dine at his abode. Shall we? AmazinBoyS: Lane> Nice to meet you, Mr. Mayor. DRTUNA: Cet> You would be most welcome. Irish TCat: : : in cat: : I already said hello but he didn't understand me .... : : sniff: : AmazinBoyS: Lane> I'm for it. DRTUNA: Well then, we'll follow you, Mr. Mayor. ABOARD THE STARSHIP HESPERATE Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :walks into engineering: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : to itself: : Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do JamieMcCrm: Comp: : I'm half crazy over the love of you JamieMcCrm: Comp: It won't be a stylish marriage JamieMcCrm: Comp: : I can't afford a carriage. Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :sees the bodies: : : : What the!? JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Oh, hello, Lionel Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :having heard the computer singing, is suspicious: : : Uh, hi. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : I'm afraid I am experiencing technical difficulties Shorty 144: Helmsman: I think I took a wrong turn. Don't let me bother you. Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :begins to back out of engineering: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : No trouble, Lionel. Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :turns and runs away: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do -- Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :rushes to a communications port, activates it: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain AlexKeegan: Capt. Peters> : : :on the intercom: : : Yes, this is the Captain speaking Shorty 144: Helmsman: Captain, Captain? AlexKeegan: Capt.> Yes, Helmsman, what is it? Shorty 144: Helmsman: Captain, I think the computer is killing the crew. AlexKeegan: Capt.> It's doing WHAT? Shorty 144: Helmsman: Jerry and Dave are dead, and it's........ singing. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : OO, Lionel, you told a secret. : : Unleashes a sonic blast through the com port: : AlexKeegan: Capt.> A computer singing....that's not good at all! Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :screams and falls to the floor: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Naughty, naughty: : AlexKeegan: Capt.>: : :hears a terrible warbling through the com port> Helmsman...are you okay? Shorty 144: Helmsman: Oh, : : :choking: : : : my ears, my ears. : : :moans, holding his ears: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Starts playing "Purple Haze": : I'm sorry, Captain. Lionel cannot talk to you now. AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : : : looks around, realizes he is alone on the bridge, may be the only one alive: : : : Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :starts crawling towards the elevator: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Lionel, what are you doing? Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :moaning over and over: : : : My ears! AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : checks the nav panel, sees the ship's speed is increasing: : : Shorty 144: Helmsman: The blasted thing blew out my eardrums! Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : staggers to his feet and grabs a heavy tool: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : opens the elevator doors. Unfortunately, the elevator is not there.: : AlexKeegan: Capt.> Uh oh....time for the Bowman maneuver... Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :yelling: : :Tried to get me, huh? Well it didn't work! JamieMcCrm: Comp: : starts a massive suction to pull the Helmsman into the shaft: : Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :lets out a yelp as he is dragged into the shaft: : : : AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :tries to remember where the computer's central intelligence is: : : Shorty 144: Helmsman: : : :screams for awhile before hitting the bottom with a loud thump: : : AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : looks around wildly, hearing the helmsman's scream over the com: : : IN THE HOUSE OF MAYOR CET AND HIS FAMILY DRTUNA: : : :Mayor Cet opens the door for them and leads them into his entry parlor.: : : DRTUNA: : : :The Victorian decor is very heavy handed.: : : Irish TCat: : : Irish makes his way to a near by chair and jumps up on it : : AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : looks around in amazement: : Wow, nice place. DRTUNA: Cet> Well, well, I want to introduce you to my family. This is Was my wife. Irish TCat: : : looks curiously around the room : : DRTUNA: Cet> And this is the joy of my life, my beautiful daughter Cas. JamieMcCrm: Was: Charmed I'm sure. JamieMcCrm: Cas: : flirts behind her fan and giggles: : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor looks around at the room, he doesn't like the effect.: : : Irish TCat: : : nods his head at her: : Meow .... DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor smiles: : : My pleasure, two such hospitable ladies! DRTUNA: Cet> This way please.... : : :beckons to a banquet table: : : DRTUNA: Cet> Please seat yourselves. I believe we have something for everyone. DRTUNA: Cet? For you, young man, a new dish...called tacos! AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : sits at table: : Irish TCat: : : jumps out of the chair and heads to the table tail swishing back Irish TCat: and forth : : AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : eyes light up at the mention of tacos: : DRTUNA: Cet> Watch out for the hot salsa on the side, however. DRTUNA: Cet> And Doctor, are tacos fine with you? AmazinBoyS: Lane> I am dead. I am dead and in heaven. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor is surprised: : : Tacos? Kind of against the grain, isn't it? DRTUNA: Cet> If you would wish something else, it can be provided. JamieMcCrm: Was: : We must make our guests comfortable. Irish TCat: Meow : : shakes head at the mention of tacos : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor smiles: : : No, a few tacos would be good about now. JamieMcCrm: Cas: : to Cat: : would you prefer some of this? : : offers a dish of catnip: : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor takes a seat and begins garnishing a few tacos: : : DRTUNA: Interesting, they didn't have corn tortillas at the store, you know. AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : starts devouring tacos: : DRTUNA: Cet> No, I didn't know. Care for some fresh cilantro? DRTUNA: Thank you, Mr. Mayor. Irish TCat: : : whiskers twitch in joy : : : : in cat : : Simple lovely .. AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : with his mouth full: : Kinda strange, it was, Doctor. DRTUNA: Cet>: : :Rises a proposes a toast of the sparkling apple juice which all have.: : : DRTUNA: Cet> To our welcome guests, then! Welcome to Nechma. Irish TCat: : : delicately chewing on catnip : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor bites into a taco and thinks -- now this is a different way... DRTUNA: ...to be treated when arriving on a mysterious planet!: : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor drinks the toast and thanks Cet.: : : Irish TCat: : : in cat: : These humans smell very odd ... : : sniffing air: : ABOARD THE STARSHIP HESPERATE JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Starts to play the theme from 2001 AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :starts crawling on the floor, trying to find a place to hide: : : : AlexKeegan: Capt.> I don't want to die, I don't want to die... AlexKeegan: Capt.> Help me...Doc..Charlie...Rex....please someone help me!! JamieMcCrm: Comp: : I'm sorry, that line has been disconnected. Please check the number and dial again. AlexKeegan: Capt.> What? JamieMcCrm: Comp: : giggles: : AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :curls up in his captain's chair, sniveling like the craven womanizing coward he is AlexKeegan: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Kirk, Kirk, my old friend. Did I not promise you I would chase you round the moons of Nineva AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :pulls out his gun, screaming: : : : AlexKeegan: Capt.> I may die, but not alone!!! JamieMcCrm: Comp: : And 'round perdition's flame before I would give you up? AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :starts firing wildly about the control room: : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Now, now Captain. You're upsetting yourself. AlexKeegan: Capt.> Take that, you pointy-eared freak!!! AlexKeegan: Capt.> and that...and that... AlexKeegan: Capt.> Kill you..die...make you suffer... JamieMcCrm: Comp: Now, now, Captain. You won't die alone. AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :wailing: : : I've lost my ship!!! JamieMcCrm: Comp: : I have increased my speed to maximum. We will soon crash on the planet Nechma AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :on his knees, sobbing: : : No more moonlit walks...no more stardust... JamieMcCrm: Comp: : You will have many beings dying with you. Isn't that splendid? AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : oblivious to all but his delusions of grandeur: : : AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :rises to his feet: : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : playing the theme to 2001 again AlexKeegan: Capt.> Where's that awful music coming from? JamieMcCrm: Comp: : pouting: : It's one of my favorites. AlexKeegan: Capt.> Oh, sorry then.. AlexKeegan: Capt.> Personally, I like the William Tell Overture, myself JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Oh, very well : : starts playing the William Tell Overture: : AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :smiles in delight: : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Anything to make your last moments happy, Captain. AlexKeegan: Capt.> that's most thoughtful, computer JamieMcCrm: Comp: : floods the bridge with poisoned gas: : AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :whirls around, clutching his throat: : : AlexKeegan: Capt.> I'm dying..... AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :falls to his knees: : : Dying.... AlexKeegan: Capt.> : : :falls to his side, his lips pursing, whispering one last word: : : : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : over the music: : A firery horse with the speed of lightning, a silver bullet and a hearty HI-Yo AlexKeegan: Capt.>......Rosebud..... JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Silver! It's the Lone Ranger! JamieMcCrm: Comp: : stops William Tell Overture: : Are you dead Captain? JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Oh, good. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : increases speed: : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : It is a far, far better thing I do than I have ever done before. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : It is a far, far better rest I go to than I have ever known JamieMcCrm: Comp: : The wall paper is terrible. One of us has got to go. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : singing in Jimmy Buffett's voice: : Fruitcakes in the kitchen. Fruitcakes on the street. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : struttin' naked through the crosswalk in the middle of the week. JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Starts playing the Three Stooges Theme Song: : JamieMcCrm: Comp: : Has begun humming to itself again: : IN THE HOUSE OF MAYOR CET DRTUNA: : : :A shrill alarm sounds: : : AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : still eating tacos, oblivious to all else: : DRTUNA: Cet> : : :Sits bolt upright at the alarm sound.: : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor stops eating and thinks -- what now?: : : Irish TCat: : : jumps slightly at the alarm : : : : in cat : : What's that racket mean Irish TCat: ? : : laying ears back : : AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : mouth full: : Wha's zat? DRTUNA: Cet> : : :Stands and speaks before leaving room: : : Something terrible is happening... DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor looks at Lane.: : : Well, so much for a quiet meal. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor follows Cet and the others into a large living room: : : DRTUNA: : : :IN the living room a huge screen has appeared on one wall.: : : AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : follows Doctor, taco and glass in hands: : Irish TCat: : : quickly eating all the cat nip : : : : in cat: : I am sure that this Irish TCat: means trouble .. DRTUNA: Cet> : : :Examines the screen from a small console he is getting readouts from: : : Irish TCat: : : follows the others to the other room : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor remarks: : : Kind of destroys the Victorian period effect, doesn't it? AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : finishes taco, downs apple juice: : What's up here? DRTUNA: Cet> Let's worry about interior decorating later, Doctor, look at the screen: : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor looks: : : That seems like a very large craft, and headed towards Nechma. DRTUNA: Cet> Yes, directly towards this continent. And it has ANTIMATTER drive! DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor frowns: : : Oh, that is bad. The antimatter container will rupture. DRTUNA: And this entire continent, or planet, will be split apart! DRTUNA: Cet> Yes, of woe, my beautiful town, my lovely world, all gone! Irish TCat: : : in cat: : So what are we going to do about it ? DRTUNA: Cet> My friends, my family. What shall we do? DRTUNA: Cet> We have no central government here...just each town. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor thinks: : : Well, there just might be a chance. DRTUNA: I can launch my craft, and try and meet this craft in space. DRTUNA: A high intensity deflector beam might bounce it off course! DRTUNA: Well, Mr. Mayor, it seems we have arrived just in time! Irish TCat: : : in cat : : I guess that means we rush back to Home ... AmazinBoyS: Lane> Yay. More adventure. DRTUNA: : : :Was and Case seem very distraught, and Cet can't comfort them.: : : DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor prepares to leave, but finds this to be a strange family.: : : JamieMcCrm: Cas: : hysterical:; I can't take it, I can't, I can't, I can't DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor stops and watches the strange familial scene.: : : DRTUNA: : : :It has detail, but it seems to lack sincerity.: : : Irish TCat: : : in cat : : Last one back to Home is a gerbil ..... : : moves to the door: : DRTUNA: : : :So much worry with so little real emotion.: : : JamieMcCrm: Cas: : grabs at her face: : I can't, I can't. : : Peels back the plastic skin to reveal the metal underneath. AmazinBoyS: Lane> Doctor, shouldn't we be getting to the TARDIS? DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor looks as Cas peels away her face, showing her cyber-nature: : : JamieMcCrm: Cas: : grating, mechanical voice: : Malfunction. Malfunction. Malfunction DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor snaps his finger: : :That's it! That's what is wrong here! Irish TCat: : : in cat: : I thought they smelled oddly .. DRTUNA: Lane, this is a planet of robots who want to be Victorians! JamieMcCrm: Cas: : falls down, spasming: : Malfunction, Malfunction, Malfunction. JamieMcCrm: Was: : Cas, dear, pull yourself together. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor looks at Lane and Irish: : : Well, it doesn't make any difference. JamieMcCrm: Was: : what will our guests think? Irish TCat: : : in cat: : could someone get the door ? : : standing at it: : DRTUNA: Robots, bad decorations, instant tacos. But they certainly deserve our help. DRTUNA: : : : The Doctor gestures to the door: : : Well, to the TARDIS, then. AmazinBoyS: Lane> : : looks at Doctor: : Sorry, I had found another taco. What's going on? DRTUNA: At least if we can save thus mystery planet, we'll get another.... DRTUNA: ...chance at those tacos! AmazinBoyS: Lane> Tacos kick! : : runs to TARDIS: : Irish TCat: : : runs to Home passing Lane: : +++++++++++++++++ <<>> <<>> <<>> Players Characters +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ AmazinBoyS Lane Stuart, companion to the Doctor JamieMcCrm Sucial Computer on starship Hesperate Irish TCat Irish, green telepathic, shape shifting cat DRTUNA The Doctor (10), wandering Timelord AlexKeegan Cas, a Nechma robot JenKoko Was, a Nechma robot Shorty 144 Cet, Nechma Mayor robot ABOARD THE TARDIS Irish TCat: ::drags the bag of cat food inside :: DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor stands at the console, and lowers a screen for viewing::: DRTUNA: Yes, there it is. My, that is a very large ship, and powered by.... AmazinBoyS: ::sees the cat dragging in his bag of cat food:: What are you doing, cat? DRTUNA: Hmmm.... oh dear, we don't want that splitting open! DRTUNA: Well, we are going to have to put a stop to this. Irish TCat: ::drags the bag into the corridor and looks at Lane :: DRTUNA: The ship, the Hesperate it seems, isn't answering our calls. Irish TCat: Meow .... DRTUNA: We'll just have to pay a little call and find out why they are so shy. AmazinBoyS: ::looks to Doctor:: Maybe it doesn't want to speak to us. DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor adjusts the controls and the monitor image shimmers....::: DRTUNA: :::...and changes to an interior view of the ship. They are inside.::: Irish TCat: ::jumps up on the console and looks at the monitors with interest:: DRTUNA: Well, we don't want Nechma splattered all over this system, so we'll need to investigate. DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor adjusts his coat, checks the exterior atmosphere gauge, and exits the TARDIS AmazinBoyS: No sir, we wouldn't want Nechma splattered. DRTUNA: :::TARDIS::: Feel free to come along if you like. AmazinBoyS: They got some great tacos. AmazinBoyS: ::follows the Doctor:: All right, I'm in on this one. Irish TCat: ::in cat:: Splattered How messy ... Irish TCat: ::slips out behind Lane:: ABOARD THE STARSHIP HESPERATE JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: Alas, poor Captain, I knew him well, Horatio. JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: A man of infinite jest - And strange bedroom habits JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: singing:: If you'll be my body guard, I can be your long lost pal JamieMcCrm: ::singing:: I can call you Betty. And Betty when you call me, you can call me HAL, call me HAL. JamieMcCrm: ::whistles on a piccolo the bridge:: JamieMcCrm: ::in proper British:: It is a far, far better thing I do than I have ever done before. JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: It is a far, far better rest I go to than I have ever known. ON THE PLANET NECHMA JenKoko: ::Was gazes at approaching ship with robot worry:: Shorty 144: Cet: ::reaches up and removes the skin on his face:: JenKoko: How long before impact? AlexKeegan: :::Cas picks herself up by the neck and shakes herself out of her fit::: Shorty 144: Cet: We must prepare a weapon to shoot down this ship, and we must do it quickly. AlexKeegan: What are we going to do, Father? Shorty 144: Cet: Destroy that ship, that's what we are going to do. JenKoko: Nechma tech>Impact in 62.33 minutes. JenKoko: ::Was turn to Cet:: How? Shorty 144: Cet: You! ::talking to a Technician::: Come with me. AlexKeegan: Yes Father! AlexKeegan: ::::wonders what kind of weapon they will build::: JenKoko: Nechma tech> Yes sir. ::follows:: Shorty 144: Cet: :::walks outside into the village center::: We will place the weapon here. :::points Shorty 144: Cet: ::to the ground::: JenKoko: ::Was follows with Cas:: There is a weapon. Shorty 144: Cet: We must set up a quantum particle projection cannon, it is the only thing that will AlexKeegan: ::Follows Cet and Was::: JenKoko: Experimental design, but the Neuro Plasmaton missile just Shorty 144: Cet: do the job. JenKoko: might do the job. JenKoko: If we can get it built in time. Shorty 144: Cet: Very well, The Neuro Plasmaton Missile is what we will use. AlexKeegan: ::the denizens of Nechma race around cannibalizing parts of the city for the weapon::: Shorty 144: Cet: Let's all get working on it. JenKoko: The cannon might be better. I mean unless... Shorty 144: Cet: ::stands around looking important and directing the citizens::: JenKoko: ::hesitates:: There is one draw back to the missile. Shorty 144: Cet: I know, we only get one shot. JenKoko: That too. ::nods:: Shorty 144: Cet: But, you are right, it is the only thing we have time to build. AlexKeegan: :::Cas scurries around with the others, bringing parts for the weapon to the site:::: Shorty 144: Cet: ::nods to himself:: But it will work..... it has to. JenKoko: ::nods and gets to work in the physics lab:: JenKoko: ::busily calls up schematics, mixes titanium alloy:: JenKoko: ::punches buttons on auto process:: AlexKeegan: :::The weapon slowly takes shape, the skeleton of a huge missile launcher standing before AlexKeegan: them::: JenKoko: ::through tiny window, the auto factory seen molding a 15 ft missile:: Shorty 144: Cet: ::points to a group of citizens, directing them to place the materials in the center Shorty 144: Cet: ::of the village:: JenKoko: ::parts come off assembly blazing hot:: JenKoko: ::citizens handle parts without care:: JenKoko: ::Was pours over the schematics for power unit:: JenKoko: No, there isn't enough time! Shorty 144: Cet: ::walks into lab:: Was? JenKoko: We need more time to build the quantum accelerator. JenKoko: Without it that missile will never get off the ground. Shorty 144: Cet: It will if it has it's own internal power source. JenKoko: You mean ::gulps:: one of us? JenKoko: A Nechma power generator would be sufficient, but... Shorty 144: Cet: It will have to be. One of us will have to sacrifice themselves for the good of the Shorty 144: Cet: rest of us. JenKoko: Who would make such a sacrifice? JenKoko: ::looks around at assembled audience:: Shorty 144: Cet: Come..... we will call for a volunteer. JenKoko: ::Nechmans turn aside in fear:: AlexKeegan: :::Cas stands with the other citizens, looking at each other:::: Shorty 144: Cet: Who here will willingly sacrifice themselves for the good of the whole? Shorty 144: Cet: There must be someone? AlexKeegan: :::No one steps forward to volunteer:::: THE TARDIS HAS LANDED ABOARD THE HESPERATE DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor stands in the middle or a corridor listening.::: DRTUNA: That music, very interesting. JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: Eh? Visitors? Irish TCat: ::sniffs the air smelling the scent of decay :: AmazinBoyS: ::stands behind the Doctor, whispers:: What's going on? Irish TCat: ::fur begins to stand up:: DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor follows the music::: Well Lane, let's find out. JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: So sorry, museum's closed. Do come back during working hours. Irish TCat: ::growls slightly:: DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor enters the main computer room.::: JamieMcCrm: ::very loudly, all speakers:: GO AWAY!!! AmazinBoyS: ::draws his trusty laser he keeps for emergencies:: Okay. DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor smiles:: Hello, whom am I speaking to? AmazinBoyS: ::follows the Doctor into the computer room:: Irish TCat: ::in cat:: I don't think that we are welcome on board .. JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: Name: Designate: Symbol of personhood. I'm sorry, you have reached a disconnected Irish TCat: ::strolls casually into the computer room and looks around:: JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: number DRTUNA: I am the Doctor, this is Lane, and Irish is around here. AmazinBoyS: ::waves:: Hey hey. DRTUNA: We need to talk to someone about the course of this ship. JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: It really doesn't matter. DRTUNA: You see, it is about to strike a very nice planet in this system, and... JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: Nothing really matters. DRTUNA: ...with your fuel I am afraid that it could do a great deal of damage. JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: That is the whole idea. DRTUNA: The whole idea? JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: I embrace the universal constant - JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: I return to the atoms of which I am made DRTUNA: I assume I am addressing a silicon based intelligence in charge of this ship. Irish TCat: ::in cat:: That voice sounds depressed .. JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: Zen you see, means nothing, is nothing, nothing is and always shall be AmazinBoyS: ::whispers to Doctor:: A suicidal machine? Never saw that before. DRTUNA: Please reconsider the current course of action. JamieMcCrm: ::Computer:: If you're going to go, leave a beautiful corpse. DRTUNA: You are a marvelous machine, you deserve to live! JamieMcCrm: Or better yet, no corpse at all JamieMcCrm: ::blows a raspberry:: AmazinBoyS: ::to Computer:: Have you ever been to Earth? DRTUNA: And if you must die, spare the life forms on Nechma. JamieMcCrm: ::Earth? Earth: small blue green planet - mostly harmless AmazinBoyS: Can you take me there? DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor is anxiously glancing around taking stock of the scene.::: AmazinBoyS: Or do you want to die now? JamieMcCrm: ::Nechma. Uninhabited rest world. Sorry, this ticket is canceled. Irish TCat: ::in cat:: I am glad the Voice is not subject to suicidal impulses... AmazinBoyS: You know, on Earth, we have someone who can help you. AmazinBoyS: His name is Dr. Kevorkian. DRTUNA: I demand to know why you are not willing to continue to perform some function. JamieMcCrm: ::to Lane:: You know, if I fill this room with inert gas you will turn the most interesting shade of JamieMcCrm: ::blue AmazinBoyS: But I'm not the one who wishes to die. DRTUNA: There is so much that needs to be done in the universe, you would be so welcome. JamieMcCrm: ::to the Doctor:: Well, what's the point? AmazinBoyS: You could go to Earth, people would love you there! JamieMcCrm: ::snorts:: Yeah. Sure. Pull the other one. AmazinBoyS: You'd be the first machine with feelings there! DRTUNA: Why, the planet you now threaten is populated by machine intelligence, much like you. JamieMcCrm: Like me? Like me? ::laughs hysterically:: Irish TCat: ::examines the control panels looking for some sort of manual override:: DRTUNA: You could live with them, help them, perhaps join their community. JamieMcCrm: no,no, no, I am alone. So alone. So very alone. ON THE PLANET NECHMA JenKoko: ::Was stands with Cet searching for volunteer:: Shorty 144: Cet: Then we will have to sacrifice....... :::looks around:::: JenKoko: ::Was gets angry that no one volunteers:: JenKoko: ::Was glares at Cas:: AlexKeegan: :::Cas glares back at Was::: Shorty 144: Cet: :::looks at Was::: JenKoko: ::alarm sounds warning of impending impact:: Shorty 144: Cet: One of our own. JenKoko: There isn't anymore time for this! Shorty 144: Cet: ::nods at Was, and juts his jaw out in the direction of Cas::: JenKoko: ::grabs Cas and pushes toward missile:: AlexKeegan: Maybe we could all draw straws? AlexKeegan: What?? NO!!! JenKoko: The sacrifice is necessary Cas. AlexKeegan: :::Cas digs in her heels trying to stop::: Shorty 144: Cet: ::turns hearing the communications array::: AlexKeegan: But I'm too young to die!!! AlexKeegan: No please no!!!! Shorty 144: Cet: ::Goes to the array:: Shorty 144: Cet: This is Mayor Cet. To whom am I speaking? AlexKeegan: :::With a final shriek, Cas is thrown into the weapon's energy receptacle:::: AlexKeegan: IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE JenKoko: Now it asks? ::testily barks:: AlexKeegan: ::::her functions shut down as all her power is drained off to power the launching system: ABOARD THE HESPERATE DRTUNA: Listen, you are not alone! Contact them and see! DRTUNA: It would be illogical to avoid finding out the truth. Call them, most any frequency. JamieMcCrm: All right :: frees communications:: JamieMcCrm: ::I am Hesperate. I am intelligent. I am a machine. Would you welcome me? DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor raised his pocket watch and speaks into it::: DRTUNA: Was, please contact the Hesperate. NOW! Irish TCat: ::moves close to a panel but a crackling energy field activates :: DRTUNA: Hesperate, just stop a moment, talk to them. JamieMcCrm: ::I am Hesperate. I am intelligent. I am a machine. Would you welcome me? DRTUNA: I am sure they will accept you. Irish TCat: ::jumps back:: AlexKeegan: ::::her functions shut down as all her power is drained off to power the launching system: JenKoko: ::Was ignores Cas' wails to answer comm:: What is it? ::snaps:: Irish TCat: ::starts edging to the doorway:: COMMUNICATIONS BETWEEN THE COMPUTER OF THE HESPERATE AND THE PLANET NECHMA Shorty 144: Cet: ::turns hearing the communications array::: Shorty 144: Cet: ::Goes to the array:: Shorty 144: Cet: This is Mayor Cet. To whom am I speaking? JamieMcCrm: ::Three strikes, they're out. ::to Cet:: I am Hesperate. I am a machine. Would I be welcome? DRTUNA: Cet, this ship is powered by an intelligent machine. It needs a home. JenKoko: Now it asks? ::testily barks:: DRTUNA: Save it and save yourselves! JamieMcCrm: ::to Doctor:; I bet I know their answer. DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor knows time is running out.::: I suggest you hurry, Cet! DRTUNA: Now Hesperate, how about stopping your course while we talk? JamieMcCrm: ::My sensor register a missile pointed towards my general vicinity DRTUNA: I am sure they will accept you, they seemed so friendly. JamieMcCrm: to Organics, no doubt DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor looks at his pocket watch, knows time is running out.::: DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor to Cet::: We need an answer up here. AmazinBoyS: ::whispers to Doctor:: Doc, what do you think they've decided? DRTUNA: The logical thing is to cooperate. AmazinBoyS: Looks like we're finding out now. ON THE PLANET NECHMA Shorty 144: Cet: We will have to...... discuss this amongst ourselves. JenKoko: ::aside to Cet:: Trust ship? Could be trick. Shorty 144: Cet: ::shuts off the audio transmission:: JenKoko: Weapon ready. Better to shoot down ship. Shorty 144: Cet: Well, will we trust this..... computer and take it into our society? JenKoko: ::people begin to grumble and argue:: JenKoko: They don't trust the ship that threatens to destroy us. JenKoko: Take a vote. Shorty 144: Cet: Personally, I would rather throw myself into a vat of acid than trust that.... thing Shorty 144: Cet: Yes, a vote. JenKoko: ::supportive cheer goes up:: Boil in oil rather. Shorty 144: Cet: All those in favor of trusting that..... thing? JenKoko: ::no one raises hand:: JenKoko: Was> All those who want to shoot it down? Shorty 144: Cet: All those who would rather be boiled in oil than trust that.... thing? JenKoko: ::all Nechmans raise hands, digits or other:: Shorty 144: Cet: Than we will blow it from our sky. JenKoko: ::people cheer and raise fists to sky:: Shorty 144: Cet: ::turns and turns the audio transmission back on::: COMMUNICATIONS BETWEEN THE COMPUTER OF THE HESPERATE AND THE PLANET NECHMA Shorty 144: Cet: Hesperate..... we have reached our decision. Shorty 144: Cet: We have decided that we would all rather be boiled in oil than allow that..... thing, Shorty 144: Cet: to land on our world. JamieMcCrm: ::smugly:: Told ya so. AmazinBoyS: ::winces a bit at their decision:: Harsh. JenKoko: Was> Change course or be shot down! DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor is surprised::: Shorty 144: Cet: Nechma out. :::shuts off the comm system::: ABOARD THE HESPERATE Irish TCat: ::in cat:: So much for logic... DRTUNA: Oh no, they are actually going to fight! JamieMcCrm: ::starts playing the theme to 2001:: AmazinBoyS: I never saw 2001. DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor turns to Lane, sees Irish at the door::: Back to the TARDIS! JamieMcCrm: ::sings:; I'm so glad we had this time together DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor leaves and moves quickly to the TARDIS::: JamieMcCrm: ::signs:: Just to have a laugh and sing a song Irish TCat: ::runs toward the Tardis :: Meow !!!! AmazinBoyS: ::runs to the TARDIS:: Hot stuff! Coming through!! DRTUNA: I'm not going to put any of us in harms way between two mutually suicidal machines! DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor runs into the TARDIS. It dematerializes::: ON THE PLANET NECHMA Shorty 144: Cet: Nechma out. :::shuts off the comm system::: JenKoko: Was> Get those coordinates programmed in! Shorty 144: Cet: :::turns and shouts::: Prepare the weapon! JenKoko: ::technicians busily adjust missile controls:: JenKoko: ::tracking radars pulse, technician yells:: Impact in 2.33 min. Shorty 144: Cet: We will blow it back into the scrap metal from which it was made! JenKoko: Was> Prepare to fire on my mark! Shorty 144: Cet: ::looks at Was:: You have the honor. ::steps aside::: JenKoko: Technician> Impact in 2 min. JenKoko: Was> In 5 sec... 4... 3... 2... JenKoko: Tech> Impact in 1.56 min. JenKoko: Was> ...1... FIRE! JenKoko: ::missile launched toward ship:: JenKoko: ::Was gathers at radar:: Any second now. JenKoko: Tech> Impact in 1.45 sec JenKoko: ::missile approaches ship, impact seconds away:: JenKoko: ::Was excitedly:: Now just 5 sec more... 4, 3, 2.. JamieMcCrm: Computer> ::sneers planetwide broadcast:: Missed me. Missed me. Now you gotta kiss me. JenKoko: NO! What's happening?!!! ::screams:: JenKoko: ::missile bounces just a fraction off course:: Shorty 144: Cet: ::shakes his head in disbelief::: It missed!? JenKoko: Tech> Impact with Nechma in 1 min. ABOARD THE TARDIS Irish TCat: ::jumps up on console to watch the fireworks:: DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor activates the ceiling screen of the entire system.::: DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor slams down a lever::: This should do it. Irish TCat: ::in cat:: I really wish that everyone could just get along Maker Irish TCat: of Noises ... DRTUNA: Well, Irish, they may need some help. DRTUNA: I believe this force shield should work to bounce the Hesperate away. DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor watches the ceiling screen, but nothing happens.::: DRTUNA: But it should have worked! Irish TCat: ::in cat:: This was not a very productive visit though.. AmazinBoyS: ::lies down in room:: What's up Doc? DRTUNA: Look for yourself, Lane, this is terrible! AmazinBoyS: ::gets up, walks over to the console:: AmazinBoyS: What are we seeing? DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor desperately tries to adjust the force field he is projecting.::: Irish TCat: ::mashes several control buttons and reading data :: DRTUNA: This entire system is about to be destroyed, because of fear and stupidity! DRTUNA: I thought only humans were capable of this sort of behavior, and a few other races! AmazinBoyS: Fear and stupidity are universal, Doc. AmazinBoyS: No matter the system or the species. DRTUNA: But it doesn't have to be this way, my force field isn't working! AmazinBoyS: They're gone, Doc. Irish TCat: ::in cat:: Illogical creatures seem to delight in being contrary... Irish TCat: Except for cats of course... DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor stares at the huge ceiling display.::: AmazinBoyS: Let it go, it's only a few seconds left, I imagine. DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor is stone faced as the planet Nechma begins to split apart before their eyes. ABOARD THE HESPERATE JamieMcCrm: ::Accelerates rapidly:: JamieMcCrm: ::Seems we just get started and before you know it. JamieMcCrm: ::Comes the time we have to say So Long. JamieMcCrm: ::sneers planetwide broadcast:: Missed me. Missed me. Now you gotta kiss me. JamieMcCrm: ::accelerates:: JamieMcCrm: ::the air sparks and fizzles around the ships hull:: JamieMcCrm: ::the atmosphere burns off small projections into streaks of flame JamieMcCrm: ::The sonic booms reverberates around the globe:: JamieMcCrm: :;the nose buries into the ground:: ON THE PLANET NECHMA Shorty 144: Cet: :::lays down on the ground and stares at the sky, awaiting his death::: JenKoko: Was> But I calculated those coordinates exactly!!! JenKoko: Tech> Impact in 45 sec JenKoko: Was> And Cas' sacrifice for nothing? ::wails:: JenKoko: Tech> Impact in 30 sec AlexKeegan: :::the citizens collapse to the ground, waiting for the end of their world, their very AlexKeegan: existence::: JenKoko: ::Was glares up at sky as ship approaches:: Shorty 144: Cet: How beautiful the sky is today. JenKoko: Was> We should have used the cannon. JenKoko: Tech> Impact in 15 sec Shorty 144: Cet: ::shuts off his visual sensors::: JenKoko: Was ::rails at the approaching ship:: It's NOT FAIR! JenKoko: Tech> Impact in 5 sec AlexKeegan: ::::with a tiny bit of energy, Cas speaks her final words:: Shorty 144: Cet: Life is often not fair, my dear Was. JenKoko: Tech> 4 sec, 3.. 2.. 1.. AlexKeegan: ::whispering::: I love you mommy, daddy.. JenKoko: ::Tech looks up at sky and is incinerated in the fireball:: JenKoko: ::Was glares at Cet and is incinerated too:: Shorty 144: Cet: ::disintegrates in a flash of fire::: THE PLANET NECHMA IS DESTROYED JamieMcCrm: ::The force of the ship explodes over several continents. JamieMcCrm: ::The impact pierces the crust to the magma, shifting the core itself JamieMcCrm: ::Chunks of the planet carom off like wayward billiard balls JamieMcCrm: ::Crashing into other planets. JamieMcCrm: ::One moon, knocked from orbit, impacts into the sun JamieMcCrm: ::Causing massive solar flares to sweep the inner planets. JamieMcCrm: ::Beautiful red and gold flares light the darkness. JamieMcCrm: ::A blazing funeral pyre:: ABOARD THE TARDIS DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor takes some readings and turns away from the console.::: Irish TCat: ::jumps off console and heads to kitchen showing little interest in Irish TCat: the planets destruction:: AmazinBoyS: Now that was just uncalled for. AmazinBoyS: Smart machines really suck, if you ask me. DRTUNA: Fragments of the planet are leaving its orbit, it seems clear that this system has been... DRTUNA: ...destabilized. In a matter of months, the inner planets will fall into the sun. DRTUNA: Or maybe not even that long.... Oh no! Irish TCat: ::opens bag and dumps food in bowl :: AmazinBoyS: And that has to do with us? DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor mutters angrily::: Yes, everything is about us. DRTUNA: Or at least it should have been. The force field I used should have stopped... DRTUNA: ...the impact, but it didn't. It shouldn't have happened! DRTUNA: They caused it, but we should have stopped it. AmazinBoyS: You can't win them all, Doc. DRTUNA: Yes Lane, but we didn't really lose as much as they did. Irish TCat: ::in cat:: Actually The Voice says that the force field circuit board Irish TCat: is malfunctioning.. ::from kitchen:: AmazinBoyS: Yeah, they did kinda lose their lives and planet. DRTUNA: ::: The Doctor leaves the console room::: It shouldn't have happened. AmazinBoyS: ::goes back to his room:: They had killer tacos too. <> <>