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Post by Bryan Wilkeson on Dec 7, 2010 21:10:30 GMT -5
(It's something that Owen would say, don't worry XP)
"It's a long shot. But it's the best shot we have," Bryan said, heading over to the Medbay to get a good look. "Course, if we had the blood of Jesus, everyone would be after us. Well... more than usual."
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Dec 9, 2010 20:32:05 GMT -5
"The rift doesn't just.....well, anyway, Torchwood likely to be part of the reason that a mess needs to be cleaned up in the first place. " The Doctor paused for a moment.
"Pure Daleks? But....what I don't understand is how they keep surviving. Dalek Caan was the last Dalek in existence. He temporal shifted into the Time War -- somehow pulled the entire Dalek army out of the Time Lock -- but....but I thought that all of those Daleks were destroyed in the end by my clone. So then, where did these Daleks come from? What I mean to say is...how did that pure Dalek DNA survive in Dalek form?"
"Well, of course it's time to find important information....but I have to know how these Daleks got here....if I can get a precise answer -- or what it is that they want....or anything useful, really, we can figure out how to stop them."
Considering Owen's comment, the Doctor nodded. "Well, any human or Time Lord blood would do, anything to contaminate the pure Dalek -- of course if we did that, we would have to contaminate all of them at once -- or more than one. Otherwise they would just exterminate the corrupted Dalek. That's what they do...that's what they always do whenever something impure is found. But......if we could figure out a way for them to absorb human or Time Lord DNA...it might just work."
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Post by Bryan Wilkeson on Dec 9, 2010 21:50:23 GMT -5
Bryan thought about that. "If there was only a few left and now there's enough for them to try to invade, as always, there has to be a way that they create more Daleks. If we contaminate the source, it could keep them from creating more. Maybe we could make some sort of weapon put of it. Just trying to come up with ideas."
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Dec 9, 2010 21:55:49 GMT -5
The Doctor grinned at Bryan's response, although the Doctor knew that no one could see his face.
"Good thinking! Yes, they must have a reproducing source -- we could contaminate that as well as the existing Daleks -- the Daleks themselves are weapons. They will even kill themselves if they find themselves to be impure...."
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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Dec 10, 2010 0:00:46 GMT -5
"I'm strapped near some big machine, maybe, just maybe....." The General said before he was cut off.
The hologram projector had exploded.
The General swore, the pain was quite intense. It had literally blown off a bit of his cheek, in frustration, he started to wiggle, and was suprised to find his hands slip out, Well gees that would have been easier, he took out his sonic screwdriver from his pocket, and unclipped the straps on his legs, that had gotten rid of his vortex manipulator, They must have escape pods somewhere, although they are Daleks....
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Post by Owen Harper on Dec 10, 2010 15:09:49 GMT -5
Owen saw the holographic effect.
"Should I create a DNA genetic code of something...I mean Torchwood does know about the New York City incident in the time of the Empire Building be built. Pig slaves. Should I contact Martha Jones to see if U.N.I.T. has any genetic samples."
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Post by Bryan Wilkeson on Dec 11, 2010 10:33:59 GMT -5
"That would be helpful," Bryan said, looking at the lack of hologram. "We should get working quick. Seems the General is in trouble again." He turned to the phone on speaker again. "So, Doctor, this talking over the phone isn't the best way of communicating. Where can we find you?"
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Dec 11, 2010 15:15:26 GMT -5
"Well, I'm not far from my TARDIS, if you can track where it is -- I'm near.....well....not far from...let me see -- building -- a big abandoned building...I'll just go over and wait in front of it...." the Doctor replied to Bryan.
Thankful that Torchwood hadn't insisted on blowing up the Daleks yet -- however, he also knew that the Earth had to defend itself in case the plan didn't work. Yes, he would have to talk to the Torchwood officials in person.
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Post by Bryan Wilkeson on Dec 11, 2010 15:24:23 GMT -5
Bryan growled a bit. Well that was nice and helpful. He got up and went to the computer. "Well, there are several abandoned buildings in Cardiff. Do you see anything that might help us find you?"
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Post by The Valeyard on Dec 11, 2010 15:24:35 GMT -5
The Valeyard looked around the room and back at the phone. He sighted and turned around, using the mental connection he had with her he transmitted the information to his TARDIS. She’ll know were her Doctor was and would take him there. “If anyone wants a ride they better hurry, I want out of here as soon as possible.” He walked into her, looking at the coordinates she had chosen. It would take long to get there, with such a small jump not even his old type 40 would miss the mark. |
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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Dec 11, 2010 16:18:30 GMT -5
((  )) The General ran, well, as fast as he could without making his cheek hurt, then he realised something, and waved his sonic screwdriver over the hole in his cheek, Good as new...He saw something in Dalek, it said. Emergency ejection pod. Use only in emergency.The General never could get Daleks. He ran into the escape pod, and looked at the controls, they were for Daleks of course, but he programmed them with his sonic screwdriver to somewhere around the Torchwood hub, Let's just hope this works. He thought to himself, and pressed a button. |
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Post by Owen Harper on Dec 11, 2010 19:38:05 GMT -5
Owen stood up, ran out of the area, he ran up the stairs to Jack Harkness's office. He grabbed the file, opened it, tore through the pages as he raced to get a paper. He read it. He moved over to the vault area on the wall in Jack's office. "Jack, you are not here but I am breaking in again. And no Ianto to stop me," he said opening up the vault. He was pulling things out and looking for the one piece item he was looking for.
He pulled out the alien vial perfume artefact he had used to date-rape in a way. We won't go in that will we. But Owen smiled to it. Owen ran back down the stairs. "So, Daleks are killers, hm? What if we use this!" Owen held it up. "It use to make you someone eratic attracted to you." Now Owen figured he said way to much because Owen seem to know what it does and he told them.
Holding his hand up. "Gimme a moment here," Owen said. "Beatles said ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE! So what if we find a way to make doses what we can inflect the Daleks. And that we will not be killing them Doctor. Maybe we can make them get attractive to each other! Make a gas bomb and drop in them their ship? Hey it was an idea."
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Dec 11, 2010 22:02:03 GMT -5
The Doctor groaned at Owen's idea. Frowning, the Doctor shook his head. "Daleks -- daleks are not exactly full of love. In order for someone to fall in love, there has to be a love there to begin with -- the capacity. Daleks, especially pure Daleks, know nothing of love. The only emotion that they feel is hate -- hate for everything that is not a Dalek. You pour a love potion on them, their hate may become stronger. Not to mention -- I wasn't sure that Daleks even had genders. I'm not sure that there are male Daleks and female Daleks....and......they...they don't fall in love and have little Daleks together. Daleks were grown in a laboratory."
The Doctor didn't even want to know how to tell the difference between a male Dalek and a female Dalek -- if such there were such things.
In answer to Bryan, the Doctor added, "Well.....the abandoned building looks like an old knife factory or something....judging from the old sign on the building. The exact name of it has been rubbed off with time...."
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Post by Bryan Wilkeson on Dec 12, 2010 11:13:15 GMT -5
Bryan rolled his eyes at Owen's idea. "Sure put that on and hope they'll fondle over you instead of wanting to exterminate you. We need Dalek DNA." He knew the Owen was in charge now, but sometimes he came up with ideas that were so ridiculous it made his leadership skills look nil.
He fed in the new information. "Right, I think I've got you. I'll be right there." He looked around. "Anyone want to tag along?"
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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Dec 12, 2010 15:30:21 GMT -5
The General emerged from the pod, bruised, but alive.
Ok, I am completely off course, but, I think i'm still in Cardiff...
He wandered around for a while until he found what looked like an old knife factory, and saw the Doctor, looking slightly disgusted.
"Doctor.... long time no see," The General said.
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