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Post by The First Doctor on Mar 29, 2011 16:55:17 GMT -5
"Well, we cannot stay in power if we do not make sure that certain Time Lords maintain their ruling positions. Consider it an investment. I have in my possession a possible future prophecy of Gallifrey. It is of course not necessarily Gallifrey's future -- but this prophecy carried much fear. Why not make sure that this fear is...instilled in certain children? With them rendered useless due to fear, our control over Gallifrey can be certain. I will not allow Gallifrey to fall into the hands of weaker families. If it does, the future that was in the prophecy could become a reality."
Apollon lifted an eyebrow in surprise at that. "A... prophecy? Is it... no, obviously you consider it to be reliable. May we know the contents? It may aid with the little project under discussion."
He leaned back in his chair, eying each one of them. "Yes, partially this would be revenge, but it goes deeper than that."
Emmehujidat turned to face Apollonilisaimistiri directly. "There are ways that we could affect the initiation ceremony which would not directly involve us, that no one would be able to trace back to me..or us. It's been done before. Perhaps we could plant a seed at the initiation in certain children...and that seed would germinate and then grow over time so that no one would even notice it at the initiation ceremony -- not even the Specialist. She doesn't know children's signatures before they actually look into the schism, so she wouldn't know the difference if something came out of it -- something extra, but nothing that would force the child to be helped by the Specialist."
"That seems reasonable," Apollon decided. "I've no particular ideas on what that seed would be, but I have considerable influence over the Academy - Councilor Borusa disapproves of me generally, but I've wealth enough to sway the Board. I can always request a tour of the Initiation site."
"Your thoughts?" he asked the three of them.
Apollon tapped his fingers against the arm of his chair, thinking.
"It need not be anything particularly noticeable," Jestel observed in her thin, soft voice. "An envelope meme would serve, something eye-catching but ultimately innocuous surrounding a more potent self-replicating idea."
She sucked at a tooth in thought. "The envelope should be something that would appeal to a child - a simple tune with a quick tempo, a joke, even something like parental love. That would have its own complications, however, as we would have to use the parents as carriers, and not all of the children we might wish to impact have parents. A number would be crecheborn, thinking in terms of Cousins and Uncles and so on. Also, the emotional content could cause the envelope to mutate."
She paused. "No, a tune or a joke would be best. Something that will catch in the mind but not be given much thought." She turned pale eyes on Emmehujidat. "What would you like them to fear, my Lord?"
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Hermione Smith
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Post by Hermione Smith on Mar 31, 2011 8:19:24 GMT -5
Hermione suddenly heard an odd sound and she turned slowly. Nothing. "Did you hear something?" she asked the man she had been speaking to. It was weird, like a sound of something leaving...or landing. But what???
Oh. The only possile thing was a TARDIS.
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Notes:Sorry it's really short.
Music:Our Solemn Hour -Within Temptation
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Apr 3, 2011 19:54:21 GMT -5
Eiougougol simply glared at the Specialist, but he did shut his mouth. But that only lasted a few seconds before he opened it back up again and started spewing his dislike for her once again. "I don't have to respect you if you're from a lower social class -- not in the way that I respect the High Council members. And NOTHING is going to happen to me when I look into the untempered schism."
Eiougougol didn't move from his spot until the Specialist told him and his friends to beat it.
However, when the Meddler reached out and grabbed his ear, he let out a scream. "Let me go, you dirty....low class idiot! I've never seen you around before, so I know you can't be anyone important...but don't worry, my dad's going to know all about you soon, and then you'll pay for daring to touch me like this. And I'm not apologizing to HER or anyone else. I don't have to. I'm not in the Academy yet, and you're not one of the professors. I know all of them, and you're not one. You can't make me write anything. Now let me go!!"
The boys that were with Eiougougol heard the Meddler's comments and burst out laughing. "You don't have the authority to do any of that...you're not even recognized as someone we have to listen to."
With that, Eiougougol and several of the other mean boys stuck out their tongues at the Meddler, the Hunter, and Kyra.
She asked lightly and then turned towards the High Council's child and his stuck up friends. "Beat it! I can't do my work with you hovering, you scavengers. It's just some grass stains - and you'll be fine. He's bleeding and if his Initiation is effected because of you - I'm going to make sure you get punished. SO GO!" She growled out.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he was afraid of her. She was an adult, and she did have an official position at the initiation ceremony. She could hurt him, but if she did, she would be punished for it by his father. Still, the woman didn't like either him or his father, and this person was an adult. She could hurt a child if she really wanted to. From her tone, it certainly sounded like she was capable of it.
"Fine!" the child screamed at her. To his friends he said, "Let's go...it's not worth it hanging around these....PEOPLE." His friends nodded in agreement. The boy lead the way, scampering off. Soon the group of mean little boys was gone.
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Tyler and Nathan looked back at the other children that they'd been talking to. No one had said anything since Tyler's answer to the question that one of the girls had asked. The twins looked at each other before Tyler spoke up again.
"I wonder where Kyra is..."
Nathan shrugged, "I haven't seen her, sorry."
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The adult Hunter continued to stand there, letting out a sight. They'd been seen by the Specialist, and now they would have to stay and wait while she treated his future tormentor -- future in the sense that in the past - in the time that they had gone back to -- this child wasn't yet the boy who would beat him up often.
The Hunter merely nodded at the Specialist, not daring to speak. He would follow the Meddler's lead. Whispering to the Meddler , he said, "I really wish you hadn't interfered with them...the one is Emehjudiat's son, and the boy that he was beating up...the one that is being treated now...he's the Mentalist."
He swallowed, looking a bit nervous. "And now attention has been drawn to us...and we can't really help Kyra if we get into trouble....and we're wasting our time..."
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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Apr 3, 2011 20:13:05 GMT -5
Tylerhathan had heard the sound of a TARDIS arriving as well, but he hadn't really paid it much attention. After all, TARDIS' were expected to be arriving any time now. This was the day before the initiation ceremony. Families and important people of Gallifrey would all be arriving in TARDIS'.
Nodding at Hermione, he spoke confirming what she had asked him. "Yes, that was a TARDIS -- and it is to be expected. Gallifreyans will be arriving here shortly to attend the initiation ceremony.
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Emmehujidat raised an eyebrow before responding to the question. Normally, he wouldn't have given in so easily to a demand for knowledge about something specific, but he wanted to make sure that these Time Lords before him supported him in what he wanted to do.
"The prophecy states that there are dark times for Gallifrey ahead -- very dark times -- and the possible destruction of Gallifrey. Creatures from another world will engage in war with Gallifrey -- creatures that hate....HATE...us. There is no time given for this prophecy, nor is it necessarily assured that it will happen. It is simply a possible future. The shocking thing about it was that it is Gallifreyans that will be responsible for the destruction -- ones that are not loyal to Gallifrey or to the High Council....or so the prophecy says. That is why we must seek to stop this from happening at any cost. We must stay in power so that we do not let anyone unworthy of leadership enter our ranks."
An conspiring grin passed across Emmehujdiat's lips as he turned to Apollon once more. "That would be most excellent -- you had better go as soon as this meeting is over. We do not want too many people to watch, but then, if there are a lot of people, you may be less noticed. Still, it would be wise to get this done as soon as possible. A survey of the initiation site will only serve to promote our endeavors."
Emmehujidat continued in his plotting tone as he now responded to Jestel. "Let them fear...the darkness...impending doom....and the death of loved ones. A catching tune or joke would be most excellent." He nodded in approval to his minions.
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Post by The First Doctor on Apr 12, 2011 21:55:36 GMT -5
However, when the Meddler reached out and grabbed his ear, he let out a scream. "Let me go, you dirty....low class idiot! I've never seen you around before, so I know you can't be anyone important...but don't worry, my dad's going to know all about you soon, and then you'll pay for daring to touch me like this. And I'm not apologizing to HER or anyone else. I don't have to. I'm not in the Academy yet, and you're not one of the professors. I know all of them, and you're not one. You can't make me write anything. Now let me go!!"
The Meddler smiled, and twisted Eiougougol's earlobe. "Got quite a lip on yeh, 'aven't yeh boy?"
The boys that were with Eiougougol heard the Meddler's comments and burst out laughing. "You don't have the authority to do any of that...you're not even recognized as someone we have to listen to."
With that, Eiougougol and several of the other mean boys stuck out their tongues at the Meddler, the Hunter, and Kyra.
The Meddler just smiled. "Sure o' that, are yehs? Sure that Oi'm not one o' the new professors?"
"Beat it!" he heard the Specialist growl. "I can't do my work with you hovering, you scavengers. It's just some grass stains - and you'll be fine. He's bleeding and if his Initiation is effected because of you - I'm going to make sure you get punished. SO GO!"
With that he released Eiougougol, shoving him by the ear just hard enough to make him stumble.
"I really wish you hadn't interfered with them...the one is Emehjudiat's son," the Hunter said.
"Really? Mebbe Oi shoulda thrashed him, then. A good whipping now might've made a world o' difference."
"And the boy that he was beating up...the one that is being treated now...he's the Mentalist."
The Meddler turned and eyed the boy speculatively. "The Mentalist? Him?" He leaned close to the Hunter, and spoke in a low voice. "Here's a perfect opportunity, then, to do a little good while we're helpin' yehr lady. Once we ditch the Specialist, Oi'll go an fetch a staser an' then, one quick shot later, we've got no Mentalist to worry about no more."
He swallowed, looking a bit nervous. "And now attention has been drawn to us...and we can't really help Kyra if we get into trouble....and we're wasting our time..."
"True enough, true enough. Tell yeh what... yeh two go an' scarper, an' Oi'll distract the Specialist."
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Post by Seren Ash on Apr 14, 2011 19:12:29 GMT -5
The Specialist calmly cared for the young man. Gently pushing back his hair. She worked on making sure that his injuries were all cared for. She stepped back a little and pressed a few buttons on her wrist device, and looked towards the group. Her eyes swirling in a manner of pain and anger. But not at them, not at them at all. SHe sighed as she looked down at the boy. "You'll be alright now. I've given you pain killers, and wrapped up all I can wrap. Please go back to your group - or find another adult. There is a medical TARDIS nearby - go there if you must. But I have something I need to take care of." She stated softly to the child.
"Alright as for all of you - I need to speak to you more privately." She stated as she motioned a little. Walking off a bit of a distance from the child and then dropping her voice down rather low. "I know that something is odd, and I'm not stopping whatever it is you are trying to do. The sensations I get are good - and I want to help you if I can. Alright?" She stated lightly as she braced her hands on her hips.
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Post by The First Doctor on May 1, 2011 20:40:01 GMT -5
"Alright as for all of you - I need to speak to you more privately." She stated as she motioned a little. Walking off a bit of a distance from the child and then dropping her voice down rather low.
The Meddler followed, enjoying the view as he did. He was aware that this entire situation represented a huge potential problem but...
He shrugged to himself. He'd been in worse problems before.
"I know that something is odd, and I'm not stopping whatever it is you are trying to do. The sensations I get are good - and I want to help you if I can. Alright?" She stated lightly as she braced her hands on her hips.
He blinked in surprise. "Yehr serious?" Then he thought back to his own childhood, and his interactions with the Specialist as a youth. "Yeh are serious, ain't yeh?"
His words were light, and belied the furious speed his mind was racing at. What to say? What to say? Ah! "We're here to... observe the initiation. We've reason to believe somethin's gonna go wrong fer one o' the kids, an' we got a powerful need to see what that somethin' is."
(OOC: Sorry for the delay. I was originally waiting for Ten to be up, and things got away from me.)
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Hermione Smith
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Post by Hermione Smith on Jun 17, 2011 8:40:59 GMT -5
((OOC: I AM SOO SORRY EVERYONE!I FORGOT MY PASSWORD AND MY LAPTOP GOT BROKEN AFTER AND I HAD TO WAIT AGES TO GET IT BACK AND THEN I HAD TO FIND MY PASSWORD)
Hermione shuddered. "Having remembered the Schism, I'm frightened again." she told the man, nervously. She looked back, and saw a TARDIS arrive, watching with her mouth open. She was still gazing at it when someone stepped out. Hermione quickly looked away and up at the man. "How much longer now?" she asked him, just to try and calm herself down. She had wanted a TARDIS for a long, long time, but sadly she was too young, according to everyone she told her secret to. Hermione was very scared of what might happen to her, but she closed her eyes and willed herself to calm down. She was eight years old, nothing would happen to her. Nothing extreme, anyway. The most that could happen that she got teased, or that she went insane. Oh God. Hermione let her hands up to her face, covering her eyes in shame. She really didn't want that to happen. She looked up and saw someone standing in front of her. Hermione gasped shakily.
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