It's better than playing the blues (OPEN)

[The First Doctor]

"So, is your name even Robin? I mean, at this point a drink sounds pretty nice to clear my head either way, but I'd prefer to know the name of the person I'll be going with."

He laughed. "Well, Robin Goodfellow is one of my names, and you're certainly welcome to use it. But my real name? Ah, there's a long, long story behind that, but in short you can call me the Meddler."

There was an odd harmonic to the way he said Meddler, as if other words and meanings and implications fought to be heard as he spoke.

[Adagio Beckett]

Listening to him Adagio was glad that he decided to tell her the truth in the end.

"Well, okay then. Meddler, I guess I can deal with that."

Looking behind Robin, or the Meddler as he actually was, Adagio watched the scene of multiple people talking almost at once. Jenny seemed to be pretty upset, which made Adagio want to comfort her, The Doctor was rubbing his head, and the last guy who's name Adagio could not remember just kind of stood there.

"I still want to know how we got the whole of the space convention here. I mean, who would have though?"

Smiling Adagio looked from the Meddler to the group. She was no longer leaning against the Tardis, but she was tempted to just so she could be comfortable while she watched what kind of weird stuff might go on.

[The Second Doctor]

Alec grinned.
"My Tardis never brings me where I want to. You think I wanted to meet up with fez and blondy?"

[Jenny]

Jenny wasn’t feeling too great. Mostly due to having over 900 years of someone else’s memories forcible crammed into her mind within what seemed like only seconds. It also didn’t help that her father, and there was no doubt of that now, had given her an awful headache from impact. She walked away from the group and found a vacant wall to lean against and to stare at everyone with a guarded expression.

Her new found memories told the story of Martha and how she left The Doctor for a life of her own and that the time with him on Jenny’s home planet was in reality an accident. Rose, well she went to a parallel word with… “What the bloody…” she couldn’t believe her own… or his own in this case, memories. She had been trapped in a parallel world with a man that looked like her father in every respect. Jenny shook her head at the thought.

[The Second Doctor]

Alec held back a smirk. The Doctor was an interesting person, but she seemed to particularly be taking it difficultly.
"What is it? Do you have a problem?"

[Jenny]

Jenny looked at the man from her spot against the wall. “Problem? There’s no problem,” she said, refusing to let this bug her any more than it already had. What she really wanted was to jump in her ship and take off. Then it occurred to her that that was what her father did time and time again. It was definitely not one of his better characteristics. But she could see the truth of it. He ran from everything, never looking back because he dare not.

[The First Doctor]

The Meddler rolled his eyes. "Children," he said to Adagio. "They're like children."

And then something happened. The world seemed to flicker and throb, and with each pulse he found himself not on solid ground, but floating in deep space. Frantically, he flailed his arms as he tipped backwards and crashed into the Doctor's TARDIS.

The pulsing stopped and reality settled down as he slid to the ground. In the background, he could hear a deep "GONG, GONG, GONG."

"Cloister bell," he whispered in horror.

[The Second Doctor]

Alec obviously felt it too. He fell back-face first, against a wall. When he stood up again, he clutched his stomach and his eyes rolled back. He felt sick, beat-up, panicked, and as though he was being hurled through the untempered schism all at once. Again he fell against a wall, this time his hat falling off and his screwdriver dropping from his belt.

Alec finally collapsed on the ground, the world still spinning around him.
"That would be it." he said to the Meddler.
He then fell unconcious.

[Adagio Beckett]

Adagio had just been about to reply to the Meddler's comment on everyone acting like children when a sudden sense of nausea hit her. Luckily she did not throw up, but if it hit her again she might not be so lucky.

When she looked up from the ground so see if she was the only one who felt sick she saw chaos erupting around her. People were falling over for no reason and she thought that The Dark Lord might have passed out.

Reaching down she shook The Meddler slightly.

"Robi-... I mean Meddler, are you okay? What's going on?"

It was obvious something was going on, it just did not hit her as hard.

[Jenny]

Once moment Jenny was trying to wrap her thoughts around someone else’s memories, most containing things she really didn’t want to know and the next she was airborne. It didn’t take long for her to reconnect to the ground resulting in another head injury and a sore backside.

She started up dazed as all hell broke loose around her. People were yelling, the sounds within the building next to them seemed to be erupting in pandemonium and people on the streets and sidewalks lost all sense up gravity for an instance. What the hell was that? Jenny wondered as she tilted her head to get a better idea of what had happened.

She lay there even more dazed then she had been before. Everyone was laying in various positions of unconsciousness, collapse, or disarray. “What happened?” She whispered.

[The Second Doctor]

Alec blinked back into conciousness, standing back up quickly. He blushed in embarrassment, pulling his fedora low over his face.
"For the curious, this is a...ugh...cloister bell." he said, between sickly groans.
His face had successfully shaded from initial red to a pale green.

"Imagine someone is stomping through mud, and that mud is time. Got it? Ok, 'cause it's nothing like that." he said.

[Jenny]

Jenny groaned slightly as she raised her head from the ground and then sat up in a relatively upright position. “Are you sure time is the mud, because frankly I feel like the one that got stomped on.” She asked looking around at the people that were starting to sit-up, standup, and regain some normality. Then she too stood. “So… what caused this bell to go off and why was everyone affected like this? Any ideas? Guesses? Highly complicated and complex theories?” She muttered.

[Malcolm Asutian]

Alec sighed.
"Some points in time are infused with their timeline. When one is messed with, say...the sinking of the Titanic is stopped, then time goes about trying to rewrite itself. I imagine that's what's happening." he said to no one in particular.

He turned to Jenny, sneering.
"Oh, I'm sorry, am I talking too fast?"

OOC: Edit: Forgive me, I did no remember to alter accounts. This is the Second Doctor.

[Jenny]

Jenny looked daggers at the man. “No, you’re not going too fast. Apparently you are unfamiliar with the fine art of sarcasm.” Then she thought for a moment,

“The Titanic? Didn’t my dad almost wreck that into Buckingham Palace?” Jenny thought about it and shrugged walking away from the rather rude and hostile appearing man.

[The First Doctor]

The Meddler briefly considered unconsciousness as an option. He'd been through things like this before, but never unprepared...

A hand on his shoulder, and a survival instinct, caused him to discard the idea.

"Robi-... I mean Meddler, are you okay? What's going on?"

He dragged himself to his feet. "Cloister bell," he repeated, then remembered who he was talking to. "It's a warning. Existential threats." He knew that wasn't helping, not very much, but his mind was racing.

"Imagine someone is stomping through mud, and that mud is time. Got it? Ok, 'cause it's nothing like that." the other Time Lord said.

“So… what caused this bell to go off and why was everyone affected like this? Any ideas? Guesses? Highly complicated and complex theories?” the blonde - the Doctor's daughter, she'd called herself - muttered.

"Yeah, I've got one," the Meddler announced. "That was a time shock we experienced. And before you ask," he said, eying everyone around him, "I know because I've set them off before. Some significant point in local causality has been changed, and we're feeling the impact. If we're lucky, that was it. If not... well, we're in for a time quake, and that could destroy everything."

He took a deep breath. "Locally, anyway."

The other Time Lord sighed.
"Some points in time are infused with their timeline. When one is messed with, say...the sinking of the Titanic is stopped, then time goes about trying to rewrite itself. I imagine that's what's happening." he said to no one in particular.

He turned to Jenny, sneering. "Oh, I'm sorry, am I talking too fast?"

"That's another way of putting it, yes," the Meddler agreed, finding himself cast in the uncomfortable and unfamiliar role of peacemaker. "And..."

Jenny looked daggers at the man. “No, you’re not going too fast. Apparently you are unfamiliar with the fine art of sarcasm.” Then she thought for a moment,

“The Titanic? Didn’t my dad almost wreck that into Buckingham Palace?” Jenny thought about it and shrugged walking away from the rather rude and hostile appearing man.

The Meddler's mouth gaped for a second, then he took a deep breath. "I swear, I'm going to find a way to tell myself not to put that escape mechanism..." he snarled to himself. Then he raised his voice. "Your attention, please," he announced, "We are currently facing an existential temporal crisis capable of triggering the cloister bells of not one but three TARDISes. I therefore propose that we stop snipping at each other like we're the High Council, and start trying to figure out just what is going on-"

A second time shock hit. For nearly a moment, the Earth itself vanished. Hard vacuum and freezing cold surrounded him, and the sudden plunge into microgravity caused him to accidentally bounce away from the Doctor's TARDIS. As he spun, he could see the other Adiago and the others drifting as well.

Thirty seconds. Thirty long, airless seconds.

The Earth reappeared and the Meddler crashed hard into the ground, gasping for breath.