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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Jan 9, 2011 17:23:01 GMT -5
The General was walking, not much surprise there, he was going to a friend's house, the last time he tried this, he ran into a bunch of Time Lords, he knew he wouldn't bump into any more.
Or so he thought.
He decided to cut across an alleyway, in case he ran into any of them, when he saw a man lying in the alleyway, he seemed like he was in pain, he ran over, and said to the man.
"Are you okay?"
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Post by The professor on Jan 10, 2011 16:24:06 GMT -5
The professor shook his head and groaned in pain. He said "No. I feel terrible." He looked at his right hand, and he saw the regenerative energy starting to spread. He got up and tried to walk, but he collapsed again. He said "Please, step away. " Some of the regenerative energy flashed through his eyes, and he groaned more in pain.
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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Jan 10, 2011 16:26:21 GMT -5
"Professor, what the hell happened to you?" The General said, stepping back a little.
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Post by The professor on Jan 10, 2011 16:29:12 GMT -5
The professor stood up and took a few steps away from the other time lord. he said "General, i got shot in the stomach. I was stopping a fight, but then i got shot. I am now growing a 2nd heart, since this is my 1st regenereation. I don't wanna hurt you during my regeneration, so thanks for stepping away." He suddenly threw his arms to his side, and his head went back as he started regenerating, his hands and head glowing with the energy.
A few minutes later, the energy disipated and he gasped. He stumbled and then stood still. He rubbed his legs and said "Ok, i've got legs, and arms." He checked his head and said "Yep, a head." He felt his hair "Cool, curly." He pulled a strand down and smiled "Ok, i've got black hair." He noticed his accent and grinned. He said "I've got an irish accent. Thats better than my last accent, it was manchester." He smiled and looked at the general. He said "So, how do i look?" He looked like an 21 year old in a professor outfit, but he did not know that. He also noticed something else and groaned. He said "Dang it. I can't pronounce my th's anymore, due to me having an irish accent now."
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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Jan 11, 2011 16:41:42 GMT -5
The General studied the new Professor, "Fabulous, almost as fabulous as me," The General said with a grin.
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Post by The professor on Jan 11, 2011 16:47:33 GMT -5
The professor smiled and looked at himself in a window. He said "I look a lot younger than last time. I think i look around 21, 22 maybe." The professor smiled and said "I might have to change my outfit. I like the professor look i have now, but its easier if i wear something else. I'll decide later though." He stretched, and the jacket ripped a bit. He said "And this was my good tweed jacket." The professor turned to the general and said "So, what brings you here general?"
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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Jan 19, 2011 16:55:01 GMT -5
"I'm stuck here, remember? I thought since I'm gonna be here for a while, I'd better socialize a little, going to a friends house, like last time, but hopefully without so much fuss, but then you had to go and regenerate" The General sighed, "hey, let's go get some ice-cream, from the same place, that was good ice-cream."
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Post by The professor on Jan 19, 2011 17:16:09 GMT -5
The professor took his jacket off and threw it into a bin that was nearby. He hadn't had anything important in his jackets. He said "Sure, though am not sure what flavours this body is gonna like." He wasn't that fussed anyways. He was starving after his first regeneration.
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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Mar 4, 2011 1:13:15 GMT -5
The General walked for what seemed like the upteenmillionth time, to Sammy's Ice Cream Parlour.
"Sammy's Ice Cream Parlour where you'll always be happy how about you try our new custard flavour but anyway what would you like?" The man said in a monotonous tone and suprisingly, without any spaces.
Ummm, err...
"Just Chocolate please," The General asked.
"The customer is always right one chocolate coming right up."
How does he do that?
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Post by Douglas Aubrecht/Joshua Carter on Mar 4, 2011 12:13:41 GMT -5
(Did someone say they needed a bad-guy here? How about two villains, one of each gender? ;D Hope you don't mind The Puppeteer and The Marionette posting here, I'm happy to delete the post if it doesn't work or you want someone else...)
Inside the ice-cream parlor, two people sat on the bar stools at the small table that stuck round the outside. They muttered between themselves, not taking too much notice of the two men who'd just come in.
The one on the left, the male, looked like an aging metal fan that hadn't had a home for a while. He had very long, jet black, greasy hair, that went past his shoulders. It tucked into a tear on an old black leather jacket that had studs all over it. His dirty sneakers sat pointed at the ground, a pair of tight black jeans hugging onto his thin legs. He was a tall and lanky man, his spindle like fingers grasping an old wallet, as he looked up at the girl next to him and whispered to her,
"....Marion, what do you want...."
The blond woman he was talking to looked down at him. She was standing on the rim of the chairs foot rest and had peering at the lists of ice-cream flavors. Her rosy cheeks shone with the cold, her pretty blue eyes filled with a child-like glee. Her painted nails chapped the board, her yellow dress going well with the blue. The ribbon around her collar was loose and the small sunflower necklace, bounced off of it as she sat back down.
"I think I'll have honey, with extra marshmallows! Thanks cousin!"
Putting herself back down, she smiled at him and tugged his jacket. The girl could have rotted even a honey bears teeth, she acted so cute and sweet.
The black haired man stood up and went to join the queue, before his cousin stopped him and whispered something in his ear.
"He won't be here, will he? He couldn't be in a time like this, it's not his style! Even unconsciously, this is not the kind of time he'd escape to... Cousin, we need to find him!"
He turned to look at her with a stony cold glare, his movements akin to a snakes strike.
"Marion, I don't often get annoyed with you....but calm down...we need a break, we'll find him...and I'm well aware that is not where he'd be... I know my best friend for Omega's sake."
The blond haired girl let go of her cousin, looking a little upset. The male scowled and joined the back of the queue behind the General, accidental bumping into him. His thin cheeks and dark eyes hadn't lost the anger as he apologized to the man in front of him.
"....sorry."
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Post by The Fifth Doctor on Mar 4, 2011 18:55:18 GMT -5
((Of course, John Hart might join too, that'd be three villians  )) The General turned, but didn't pay much attention to the man, "Oh that's okay..." then he noticed something about the man, "you're a Time Lord, aren't you, get me guess.... the..... Puppeteer?" he said, rifling through the mind of the man. "And over there.." he pointed to the blonde girl, "the... Marionette! Wait, never heard of you two, anyway, nice to... or not...." he said as he rifled through the two's minds a little more, "you're friends with Nathanial eh?" The General looked at the Marionette, "Mind link, smart...." he said, with a smile, "so, why are you here?" |
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Post by The professor on Mar 5, 2011 17:14:11 GMT -5
The professor had ordered a strange combination. Bubblegum and chocolate. He had gotten a craving for it, and he paid. He took a bite off it, and smiled, liking his first meal in this new incarnation. He went over to the general and looked at the people he had been talking too.
The Professor said "Nice to meet a friend of my friends. I'm....Professor Joseph O'Hare." He liked the sound of that alias, but just then, his second heart felt like it had just stopped. He clutched it and groaned a bit. He said "So, who are you, if i may be bold." He grinned as his heart was working again.
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Post by Douglas Aubrecht/Joshua Carter on Mar 18, 2011 20:37:39 GMT -5
The Puppeteer frowned as the red-head in front of him spoke. The man tried to make it look like he was confused by the babble, but in his head, the words stuck like small needles into his brain. Everything the red-head had said was true. Dead true, every detail, even his cousins and his techniques! The two did use a mind link between each other and they had known Nathaniel very well, at least, they thought so. It wasn't clear how much Nathaniel even knew about himself.
Keeping the confused look, he replied, the male lying through his teeth and acting oblivious. He had to fool this man. He must be another Time-Lord, but he didn't recognize him. Nathaniel, better known as The Mentalist, better known as the man they were looking for, would have recognized him. He knew every ones face, sometimes had even caused them to have a slight change of face. he spoke lethargically, as he did normally.
".... I'm terribly sorry... but I don't know who you're talking about... my cousin and I are here to get ice-cream and be on our way, just like you are..."
The Puppeteer wanted to turn away at that very moment. The needles hadn't stopped in his brain, this man was reading it. Lying probably wouldn't work now and the feeling of someone else in his head was very unsettling. As the other man came over, he smiled as best as he could (which wasn't all that great) and replied, still lethargic.
"Hello.... nice to meet you professor.... I'm Thomas Redrim and that's my cousin.... maria antweylin.... we're just on our way, if you don't mind letting me past... we need to go and find a friend..."
He scowled again at the ice cream in O'Hares hand as his stomach roared in hunger.
"sorry... please ignore that..."
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