The Phantom
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Post by The Phantom on Aug 6, 2011 13:19:44 GMT -5
"Well..." Maria started nervously. "I left the door open on an a wood-sy planet. And that's how it got inside." Maria smiled at Berwyn as she went on to explain. "It's actually called a Notter for short. It's about the size of a chihuahua, has yellow-green fur, very very furry, fast, has a taste for anything with electricity, a bit clever, and has two antenni on it's head."
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Post by Berwyn Dylis Gloucester on Aug 6, 2011 13:31:14 GMT -5
Maria explained the animal to Berwyn as they continued to move down the hall. After she was done, Berwyn replied to her.
"So, if it has a taste for anything with electricity, it stands to reason we need something electric." He looked around the hall. "I can't imagine this place runs on electricity. It--She's so advanced I doubt it needs batteries." After a moment of thought, Berwyn dug around in his pockets. He retrieved his iPod and held it up.
"But, I do have this."
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Post by Amy's understudy! Not Amy now. on Aug 6, 2011 15:49:02 GMT -5
"Couple 'o intellectuals aren't ya?." She said with a huge grin smile. "I'm jus' excited to be chasin' somethin' small instead of havin' something big chasin' afterr me! That isn't how you fine the beastie, this is!" She proclaimed and started running down the hall, flapping her arms. On around the bend she went, feeling safe with the Doctor at her back.
"Whooop whoop whooop!" She yelled repeatedly. Almost musically.
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Post by Rio Keâts on Aug 7, 2011 4:36:46 GMT -5
He bounced into the TARDIS enthusiastically. “Never fear, Rio is he---” he cut himself off, staring at the empty main room. Bright green eyes roamed around, and then landed back on the Doctor. He stuck his lower lip out. They’d left! They’d simply gone away, never to return again. “Oh, and… will you please still call me Rio?” he requested absently, walking around the TARDIS curiously.
“Doctor? The stone angel… what happened to it?” he asked curiously, pity tinging his voice. “Did the TARDIS kill it, or did she teleport it? I was rather fond of that angel,” he said thoughtfully. He glanced down towards the hand he’d touched it with and rubbed it, the feeling of the cold granite coming back to prickle his palm.
To get his mind off of that devilishly angelic statue, he began to search his mind for anything to talk about. Unable to find a suitable topic, he began to mumble under his breath as he searched for clues as to the location of Maria and Company.
Riocard was just about to declare them lost forever, when he’d heard a faint, Scottish war cry. He nearly jumped out of his skin, green eyes flashing in annoyance at being startled. He brushed himself off, gaining his composure calmly. “Let us go impress them with your Pied Piper skills,” he said, hurrying towards where he heard the voices.
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Post by The Second Doctor on Aug 7, 2011 14:55:36 GMT -5
The Doctor smiled at Rio's enthusiasm, or at least until they each realized that their friends weren't home.
“Never fear, Rio is he---” Riocard cut himself off. His brilliant emerald eyes moved around the inside of the Tardis, and then returned to him. The Frenchman stuck his lower lip out in a pout of sorts, obviously a bit surprised. “Oh, and… will you please still call me Rio?” he requested, walking around the Tardis.
The Doctor nodded, in the same way confused by the dissapearance of their company. The short man straightened his bowtie, grinning. "I was planning to." he admitted.
His hand fell to his pocket, lifting his screwdriver. It lit up and made a brrrrrrrr! sound. "The great thing about a Tardis, is how big it is, some the size of planets, others small moons. And they can be as small as a cabinet on the outside."
He waited to see if Rio understood what he meant. "They are in the corridors looking for the alien gerbil, is my guess." he smiled.
“Doctor? The stone angel… what happened to it?” he asked curiously, the Doctor could feel and share his pity for the unfortunate creature. “Did the TARDIS kill it, or did she teleport it? I was rather fond of that angel,” he said thoughtfully.
The Doctor looked at his feet, his hands folding and unfolding behind his back. "It was teleported, but judging by the red glow... I'm sorry Rio, the Angel's gone." he said sadly.
He didn't want to disappoint Rio, and he had a thing against death. "I imagine I could mess with time a little bit, change it so that the angel is teleported into my Tardis. Apprehended, of course." he promised.
"I can't imagine how you became fond of it, it was trying to kill you." he added.
"Let us go impress them with your Pied Piper skills." he heard Riocard say.
The Doctor nodded, "Let's," he agreed.
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Post by Rio Keâts on Aug 8, 2011 14:33:46 GMT -5
“The great thing about a Tardis, is how big it is, some the size of planets, others small moons. And they can be as small as a cabinet on the outside,” the Doctor said.
Riocard frowned thoughtfully, trying to digest the foreign concept. “A bit like paper-folding?” he asked, attempting to pull in a human comparison to the entirely alien object. “You know, how you start out with a big piece of paper, but end up with a small little swan? But all the paper is still there, you just can’t see it,” he explained, trailing off at the end. His comparison probably made him seem like an even bigger fool.
Who was it that once said, “better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to open your mouth and remove all doubt”?
The Frenchman was a fool sevenfold; he never could keep his mouth shut when he needed to. He bit his lip and frowned. “I mean… Maria was talking to Berwyn Gloucester about dimensions. I guess humans aren’t really supposed to understand things like this yet,” he laughed sheepishly, rubbing his neck. Especially illiterate humans like Riocard who hadn’t gone through two days of school in his life.
“It was teleported, but judging by the red glow… I’m sorry Rio, the Angel’s gone,” the Doctor said. Riocard frowned. “I imagine I could mess with time a little bit, change it so that the angel is teleported into my Tardis. Apprehended, of coure,” the man compromised.
“No,” Rio replied automatically. “I don’t want it to hurt you.”
“I can’t imagine how you become fond of it, it was trying to kill you.”
He shrugged, looking down at his feet. “It was very pretty to look at. I tried to pet it, but it was very cold. I wasn’t very frightened of it. I guess my survival instincts aren’t very sharp,” he said dully, grinning at the Time Lord.
At the Doctor’s agreeance to go show off his Pied Piper skills – what was the story about that? a vengeful man stole all the children? – Riocard practically bounced into the corridors, following the way he heard the loud war cries. Seeing the group – his pixie friend, the man with the bowtie, the Not Nessie redhead, and the one that read a lot – he grinned victoriously at the Doctor – his Doctor, the one with the recorder – and shot him a quick thumbs up.
He put his arm around Berwyn’s shoulder and grinned. “Hello, Berwyn Gloucester,” he said cheerfully, offering a large grin towards said man. “My dearest friend the Doctor – the one with the recorder – is going to lull it out with music. That’s what I did with….” he paused, a look of confusion drifting over his features. “Hack Jarkness? Harness? Oh, seems I forgot the name.”
He was silent, having forgotten the point he’d originally meant to take. He glanced over at Berwyn and lowered his arm, granting the man his personal space once more. He rubbed his own clothes off once more, irritated by the imaginary dust. “He’s going to amaze you all with his musical talent,” he said solemnly, quite faithful in his newfound friend’s ability.
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Post by Berwyn Dylis Gloucester on Aug 8, 2011 15:16:52 GMT -5
"Ah yes, wow us with his musical talent. I look forward to it." He smiled back at the brilliantly eyed man. "So, you seem pretty acquainted to all of this spacey stuff. What's it like; sort of 'getting into the groove' of it all?"
Berwyn ran his fingers down the wall as he kept moving and talking. "I mean, today I just discovered that people travel through time and space, H.P. Lovecraft wasn't a complete nutter, and there is most likely a Space New Guinea. Yesterday, I was just a bloke working in a Pizza Shop in Cardiff. Wales for God's sake! You can see why I might not want to have to forget all this stuff tomorrow."
Berwyn brought his arm from the wall, and placed it in his pocket as he continued to stride, at a much slower pace than he had been moving before. "I mean, how often does this kind of thing happen on Earth? I suppose more often than I thought. Daleks, Cybermen; that wasn't hallucinogens in our water supply like the Government and Media told us, was it?"
Berwyn placed his other hand in his opposite pocket, and looked up at the ceiling, now more talking to himself than to anyone else. "Like I said, 'just a bloke in a pizza shop'. I was happy. I didn't ask questions, I didn't search for conspiracies... Now I don't think I can be happy living like that, knowing there's so much out there."
Berwyn sighed and put his hands behind his head, like he was holding it up. "That is, if this doesn't all turn out to be some kind of bizarre fever dream and I'm in a hospital bed with appendicitis. That honestly seems more likely."
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Post by The Phantom on Aug 8, 2011 15:53:10 GMT -5
Maria laughed as she listened to Berwyn. "Trust me, your not in a hospital and this isn't a dream. Also you'd have to ask the Doctor about how often this happens on earth."
Looking around she realized Amy had already went further down the hall. "Hey. Wait for me!" Maria shouted through her giggles, as she followed after the excited red head. Calling back to the others she said. "Oh great idea with the music playing, but it might just make it fall asleep depending on the tune of course."
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Post by Rio Keâts on Aug 9, 2011 8:43:00 GMT -5
“So, you seem pretty acquainted to all of this spacey stuff. What’s it like; sort of ‘getting into the groove’ of it all?” Berwyn asked. Riocard looked around, unsure of if the question was directed at him. He had stumbled into the TARDIS about twenty minutes prior to Berwyn’s arrival. He shrugged, blushing lightly at his lack of knowledge about it. “I mean,” the man continued, and Rio raised green eyes back to him, “today I just discovered that people travel through time and space, H.P. Lovecraft wasn’t a complete nutter, and there is most likely a Space New Guinea. Yesterday, I was just a bloke working in a Pizza Shop in Cardiff. Wales for God’s sake! You can see why I might not want to have to forget all this stuff tomorrow.”
Riocard placed his hands behind his back. “Oh, I really am just as new to this as you are, Berwyn Gloucester. Yesterday? I was just a homeless man trying to find something besides fish to eat, so I know how surreal it feels,” he said, laughing because ‘surreal’ seemed too weak a word to describe it. “And who said anything about forgetting?” Rio asked, raising an eyebrow. He tapped Berwyn’s forehead with his index finger. “Do you have a not good memory? Perhaps you should write it down. I don’t want you to forget about me.”
“Daleks, Cybermen; that wasn’t hallucinogens in our water supply like the Government and Media told us, was it?”
Daleks? Cybermen? Now a little bit more than thoroughly confused about what Berwyn was saying, he stepped back, glancing between Maria and the Doctor hesitantly. Green eyes flicked back to Berwyn as he continued his speech. He wouldn’t be happy knowing other things are out there? Riocard blinked, realizing that he was in much the same predicament. How could he continue travelling around Earth when there was more than that? When he could travel back and time and meet his mother before she died?
He looked down, slightly crestfallen at Berwyn’s logic. He’d completely forgotten he’d be saying his goodbyes to this strangely beautiful machine soon enough. “There’s always more out there, Berwyn Gloucester, if you look. Maybe after this you can’t travel in space, but… there is more on Earth than you give it credit for. Right?” he said, a lazily calm smile on his lips.
“That is, if this doesn’t all turn out to be some kind of bizarre fever dream and I’m in a hospital bed with appendicitis. That honestly seems more likely.”
He looked at the man’s stomach, almost expecting his world to crash around him. “I hope you aren’t dreaming. I’ve grown fond of myself, and to find out that I was a lie would break my heart,” he said, moving his eyes from where he imagined Berwyn’s appendix to be to Maria.
“Trust me, your not in a hospital and this isn’t a dream.”
“See? But I've been told before that my looks are dreamy, mon lapin,” he told Berwyn, chuckling.
All right, so maybe he could be a bit conceited. [/font]
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Post by Amy's understudy! Not Amy now. on Aug 9, 2011 19:08:43 GMT -5
It was not so different than the Doctor's TARDIS. A large home. Surprisingly human, surprisingly not, she though, running past a little purple swimming pool.
"Whooo hooo! Whoo whoo!" She hollared, hoping to flush the little beast.
Suddenly, there were three of them scrambling out. She followed one in a long legged dash and scooped it up. Soft as a bunny. Warm and nice smelling. It went a little limp in her grasp, certainly frightened. She turned it to see it's face. It was absolutely darling. Then it's mouth opened too wide, and rows of shark like teeth were revealed. It bit her quite soundly and she dropped it with a soft shout.
"Numpty little beast!"
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Post by The Phantom on Aug 12, 2011 13:20:51 GMT -5
"Numpty little beast!" Maria heard Amy shout from the pool room.
"Amy?" Maria asked as she ran into the pool room, stopping just before she ran into the pool. Looking at the place where the Notter bit Amy, as a look of sudden realization. "Oh. Right. I forgot they tend to bite, sometimes. You kind of have to hold them by the crook of their neck when you pick them up. They also don't like being looked in the eyes. Sets something off in their minds."
She smiled nervesly as she was explaining the important fact that she so conventiently forgot in her excitement. "Sorry."
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Post by Amy Pond on Aug 17, 2011 2:42:36 GMT -5
"Right. Hold 'em by tha crook'a tha neck, an' don't make eye contact. Now she tells me..." Amy said under her breath as she pouted at the little bite from the adorable, yet evil little rodent - or whatever it was.
"I had the little bugger, too... But he got away," she went on, feeling a bit defeated, but nowhere near ready to give up!
"An' I thought I saw more'n one'a 'em, too... At least three'a 'em dashed out in front'a me just now. Thought ye should know," Amy reported to Maria after the Phantom had apologized.
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Post by The Phantom on Sept 1, 2011 1:06:21 GMT -5
"Three of them?! Really?" Maria's voice was a mix between shock, annoyance and excitement. She called back to the others. "Hey Guys! There may be more than one of them. So keep you eyes open."
Grinning at Amy, she asked. "So which way should we go?"
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Post by Amy Pond on Sept 5, 2011 14:01:40 GMT -5
"Umm..." Amy uttered as she thought. "That way," she quickly decided, pointing to the left. "I saw tha lot 'o them go that'a way...." Amy paused a moment, and held up her hand in a stopping motion. "Listen... I think I ken hear 'em skitterin' down tha corridor..."
"Ye said they're lookin' fer electricity, then? Wot rooms are down there?" Amy asked, thinking she might be able to narrow down where the Notters were heading with their hunger for all things electrical. She figured they'd gravitate toward the room with the most gaget-y stuff.
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Post by The Second Doctor on Sept 12, 2011 19:02:43 GMT -5
The Doctor smiled. He lifted his recorder to his lips and played a few sharp notes. One of the "guinea pigs" scrambled up to them all. He stopped playing, and it scuttered away.
"Ah, fickle creatures, these." he commented.
He played again, and the same one ran back up. He continued his jig, his eyes bouncing back to the guinea pig even as he played.
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