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Post by The 11th Doctor on Dec 1, 2011 19:15:34 GMT -5
Blackhold Prison, Blackhold Fort, the year 5067, the planet Faas-ol, subsidiary of the Sontaran Empire
The greatest stronghold in all the universe. Blackhold Fort. Built by the architects of the universe, Faasollians, the people of the planet Faas-ol, to defend them against their neighboring enemy, the Sontarans. War was waged for 5 decades, till the Sontarans won, and took the gleaming fort for themselves. The held hundreds of war prisoners. Trophies, really, of worlds long fallen and long gone, some the last of their kind.
Sontaran War-Emperor Garaal strode through the halls of the prison. He wore the common Sontaran uniform, blue on blue, with a blood-red seal over his chest. Two armed Sontaran guards followed him, armed with stun rifles, blasting at the tentative, clawing hands that reached from the murky darkness of the cages that lined the hallway. His green eyes flitted back and forth, alighting on one particular cage.
"Ahh. Our prisoner." he growled.
"Hello, Garaal."
A single light lit the cage, flickering every other minuter or so. A rare novelty in the prison, but this was no normal prisoner. In the center of the cage sat a man. a faint s-o'clock shadow covered his jaw. He wore the ragged blue jumpsuit that most prisoners in the fort wore. His green eyes flickered here and there, glancing back and forth. A saggy, scorched red hat, resembling an upturned can, of all things, rested on his head.
The general snorted.
"Hello? Ha-ha. Hello, to you too...Time Lord."
The Doctor grinned.
Weeks earlier, he had responded to a distress call on the planet Yargoth 8, only to be ambushed by a Sontaran squad. He had been captured and escorted to the base.
Garaal snorted and pulled a small stick-like object from his suit. He tossed it to the Doctor.
"Your sonic screwdriver. Don't bother with the bars. They're deadlock sealed."
The general smiled cruelly, a sickening sight on his potato-like head, and walked away as the guards assumed their place next to the Doctor's cell. But he didn't notice a tiny orange light beeping on the side of the Sonic. It was a distress signal, broadcasting to all corners of the universe.
Help me. The Doctor. Help me. The Sontarans have me. This is The Doctor. This is The Wandering man. The Lonesome Warrior. Help me.
This is the Doctor. Help me. Please.
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Post by Alec Harrison on Dec 3, 2011 7:21:13 GMT -5
After he had gotten the message, he was sure the universe was just taking spits at him.
"The Lonesome Warrior," he spat back.
The jester of a Timelord didn't know what lonesome meant! But here he was, taking off to rescue him from the Sontarans. Again.
Help me. The Doctor. Help me. The Sontarans have me. This is The Doctor. This is The Wandering man. The Lonesome Warrior. Help me.
This is the Doctor. Help me please.
"I heard you the first time!" he smirked, pulling another lever.
His Tardis disappeared...
...and reappeared in the cell. He opened the door of the red "phone box." There was the "lonesome warrior."
"Get inside, Doctor."
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Post by Sisilaya Vulmecura on Dec 3, 2011 8:43:54 GMT -5
"Hey! Pssst pssst!" A feminine voice hissed through the side bars, coming from the cell next to that of the Doctor. There were small barred windows on the sides of the cells too, high up so the prisoners couldn't reach them but enough to let some ventilation between the cells. She recognised that sound, a materialised TARDIS! There was a bloody Time Lord next to her and she hadn't even realised. Thanks to this dreary damp cell she was losing her bloody edge! High up on the side window a figure held herself up on the bars so she could look down at what was happening in the cell next to her. How she got up there was a mystery, there was nothing in the cells that could aid to egtting up there. The Sontarans saw to that. "Oi! Mind taking me along with you? I've been in here a darn awful long time!" She said with a big happy grin on her face. Her hair was adorned with golden coins and a golden bhindi on her forehead, hair that fell down to her waist in long coppery tresses. Her wrists held an unphantomable amount of golden bangles. It was only her face that would strike to Alec immediately. It was that of his half sister the Dreamweaver, exactly, like two drops of water. Only this woman had a much stronger sensuality about her. She grinned again, showing a single elongated canine. The sensuality was most likely due to the fact that she was a Nymph, and a young one. She looked no older then about two hundred years. About twenty-one in human years. "Come now, don't let a girl waste away in here lads! I know a secret treasure close to here" She said with a big smile on her face, pressing her forehead to the bars. These were Time Lords, her most likely chance of getting out of this hell hole. No way she was letting this chance slip away. [[OOC: Clickity for what she looks like ]] |
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Post by Rebbeca S. Tarks on Dec 3, 2011 9:35:41 GMT -5
Help ---ctor. -----Sontarans -------------e Wandering man. The Lonesome -------me.
This is the---------please.
Rebbeca had been updating a section of wiring in the holdingg cells of Torchwood, trying to ignore the snarling Weevils around her when her headset started picking up a distrerss call. She made out Sontarans and quickly adjusted the settings until the message came in clear;'
Help me. The Doctor. Help me. The Sontarans have me. This is The Doctor. This is The Wandering man. The Lonesome Warrior. Help me.
This is the Doctor. Help me please.
Hearing the Doctors voice caused her to freeze. Not only did she hear the voice of the man that saved her life 15 years ago, for thhe first time, she heard a genuine fear in it. Rebbeca wasted no time in hurrying to the main room of the secret organization and hurrying to Jack's office. He had been gone a while, so Rebbeca left a note on his desk reading;
"Jack, went out. Got distress call. Be back ASAP. Becca."
She then grabbed a wristband she saw that Jack had explained to her how to use in case of an emergency. Slapping it on, Rebbeca did one more check. She had her gun, a few extra clips, her phone, and her knife that she had gotten from an ex girlfriend. After the quardinents of the message, she took a deep breath and pressed the button, hoping to repay the man that saved her.
The feeling of teleportation was a new one and Rebbeca wasn't exactly stable when she arrived at the strange alien fort. She hid and sat down for a few minutes, trying not to get sick. Finally, she stood up and loocked around, "Doctor...here I come"~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~ The Tardis was waking up after blacking out for a while. Looking around she saw that she was in a dimly lit room with very thick bars. The ragged woman looked frightened as she stood up and ran to the bars, "THIEF!! WHERE ARE YOU THIEF!!" What she didn't know was that the Doctor was in the cell right beside her.
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Post by Alec Harrison on Dec 3, 2011 9:49:17 GMT -5
Alec was distracted by the voice from the next cell.
"Sisi? What are you doing-"
He visibly frightened and jumped backwards, pointing at the Sidhe.
"No no no no no! Not another one! How is it that all my bad luck has to do with you lot?"
Though Alec was far, far older than either of the people in the room (3200 or so) he suddenly felt the most vulnerable. Like, suddenly they would run off in his Tardis. It sent chills down his back.
"Come now, don't let a girl waste away in here lads! I know a secret treasure close to here." She said with a big smile on her face, pressing her forehead to the bars.
"Why shouldn't I? You're probably more trouble than you're worth." he said.
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Post by Flynn Delta on Dec 3, 2011 10:02:58 GMT -5
A beam of energy hit the cell door, blowing off it's hinges and into the back of Alec's TARDIS. Slowly a dalek casing rood into the room. It stopped where the cell door had been.
"DOC-TOR! YOU WILL COME WITH ME! I REQUIRE YOUR EXPERTISE! COME! NOW! LET'S GO ALREADY!"
This Dalek was no ordinary dalek, this dalek had once been the Time-Lord, Flynn Delta.
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Post by Sisilaya Vulmecura on Dec 3, 2011 10:14:32 GMT -5
"No no no no no! Not another one! How is it that all my bad luck has to do with you lot?"
She smiled widely, this guy was hilarious!
"Oh trust me, I can give you heaps and heaps of good luck now, hot stuff" And she winked before blowing a kiss.
The gypsy woman wondered at the Time Lord's familiarity. Had he said Sisi? What sort of bollocks name was that? She stuck one of her arms through the bars and let it hang down lazily, the golden bangles on her wrist jingling. She gave this man a sidewards smile, well perhaps she could use this familiarity.
"Why shouldn't I? You're probably more trouble than you're worth."
"You wound me, Time Lord. I am innocence embodied!" She said with a laugh. But by whatever God could hear her, she had to get out of here and if she didn't now she never would.
Then. A bloody Dalek came through the cell, smashing the opening to bits. She had to lean down or she'd get scrap metal in her face. A loud thud was heard as she lost her hold on the bars though, landing on her bum in the cell again accompanied by a lot of swearing.
With some more swearing she made her way up to the barred window again.
"You know, would the tin.. thing mind doing that to my cell too?" She asked, blinking.
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Post by Sisilaya Vulmecura on Dec 3, 2011 10:29:16 GMT -5
OOC: Second or any other mod, delete OOC comments here plz?
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Post by Rebbeca S. Tarks on Dec 3, 2011 10:32:27 GMT -5
Rebbeca had managed to avoid the Sontarans so far, but she wasn't holding out on the idea that they didn't know she was here. It only took her a few minutes to find the Doctor's cell block, but to find which one he was ine, that would be the REAL trick. She unholstered her gun and hurried down the row, hoping to avoid a run in with the guards. She then saw two sontarans standing outside a cell before a loud crash was heard, "That must be his..." She ran over and stepped over the unconcious guards, "DOCTOR! Are you alright!!" Looking closer, Rebbeca saw a Dalek in the cell with him and trained her gun on him, "Hold it right there!!"~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~ [/quote]
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Post by Alec Harrison on Dec 3, 2011 11:39:54 GMT -5
Alec was about to say something. He was about to tell her off. Then she gave him that look. He melted.
"Fine, I'll get you out of there. But you have to promise not to-"
Amazing. A Dalek was here. But not just any Dalek. Emo, I-need-you-Doctor Dalek. He'd seen this one in a prison a few eons ago.
"Hey! My Doctor! Mine!" he scolded.
"You know, would the tin.. thing mind doing that to my cell too?" She asked, blinking.
No way. He wasn't about to be outdone by this freak. He lifted a hand, and, by the Materia he'd so expensively extracted from the Kingdom Hearts realm, blasted a hole in the wall. It was big enough for the Sidhe to walk through.
"Let's move, the Sontarans are coming."
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Post by Sisilaya Vulmecura on Dec 3, 2011 12:00:12 GMT -5
"Fine, I'll get you out of there. But you have to promise not to-"
"You are divine hot stuff!" she exclaimed with a wicked grin, a purr coming from her. Then, there was the tin man, and her casual question if he, you know, could do that to her cell too.
But this Time Lord was way ahead of it, and she had to hold on to the bars tightly as he blast a hole into her cell wall.
"HOLY FRIJOLES!" She exclaimed with a laugh as the wall rattled.
The hole was indeed just big enough for her to crawl through, and it was a bit of a comical scene as she wormed her way through it accompanied by some Gaelic swearing before she plopped through and landed in a heap on the floor, her wide dancing skirt all over the place.
"Thanks a bunch hot stuff!" She chirped from under the layers of fabric before she emerged, jumped to her feet and shook the dust off her. The bells on her hipbelt jingled softly with the movement.
"Let's move, the Sontarans are coming."
"I am right behind you, trust me" She quipped. She couldn't wait to get out of here.
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Post by Flynn Delta on Dec 3, 2011 13:41:14 GMT -5
"THE DOC-TOR IS COMING WITH ME!! LIKE IT OR NOT! AND YOU WITH THE GUN, DO YOU HONESTLY BELIEVE A HUMAN GUN CAN PIERCE THIS CASING?! NOW THEN, DOC-TOR YOU WILL COME WITH ME! YOU MIGHT HAVE THE REQUIRED INFORMATION TO RESTORE ME TO WHAT I ONCE WAS!! COME WITH ME!"
He looked at Alec.
"I AM NOT LEAVING WITH OUT HIM! I HAVE BEEN LIKE THIS FOR LONG ENOUGH!! I MUST RETURN TO HER! AND I WILL NOT DO SO LIKE THIS!" He says spinning around.
"NOW STAND ASIDE!!"
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Post by The 11th Doctor on Dec 3, 2011 16:38:19 GMT -5
"None of you are going anywhere."
Five Sontaran soldiers stood behind the queer group, their potato-like helmets donned, their blue armor startling in the squalor and filth of the prison.
"SONTAR-HA!" The war-cry came from the far corner, along with the stamping of 6 or more feet.
"You are trespassing in the domain of the Third High Sontaran Empire!" Cried the foremost Sontaran, who had his rifle aimed directly at Alec.
Suddenly a voice spoke from behind them all.
"What, you've never heard of visiting hours? Now, that's just plain ridiculous."
One of the Sontarans in the back of the Squadron groaned painfully and collapsed. Behind him stood the One's tenth incarnation, holding-oh the irony-a well-worn Sontaran blaster, an old favorite of his. Behind him, his servant, the Black Dalek Fax, glared menacingly at everyone.
"Fax, if you would please..."
The Dalek-servant fired a blast with his Travel machine, landing a warning shot at Alec's feet.
"If you try anything, Ioki, I swear..."
From the smoke and ruins of the cell emerged a figure. A figure wearing a familiar bowtie and fez.
"Well, it's about time. Anyone fancy a Jelly Baby?"
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Post by Alec Harrison on Dec 3, 2011 20:44:42 GMT -5
"Couldn't have been here at a better time, Onri." he smiled pleasantly.
Completely ignoring the warning blast, he stepped over to Dalek Fax.
"New pet? This is an ugly one, isn't it? When I take pets, I prefer they at least be pleasing to look at." he shrugged.
He stepped back, looking at the Doctor.
"I would love one. Yellow please, but when we get inside my Tardis."
He looked towards his little band of travelers. An attractive Sidhe, and a Timelord. This would be fun.
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Post by Flynn Delta on Dec 3, 2011 21:36:14 GMT -5
He fired a shot at Alec's TARDIS aware it would do no damage he only wanted to shift the attention to himself.
"DOC-TOR YOU WILL COME WITH ME AND YOU WILL DO SO NOW! ANY ONE WHO ATTEMPTS TO LEAVE WITH HIM WILL BE KILLED! I NEED HIM! THIS WON'T BE LIKE THE WATCH THAT CONTAINED THE IDENTITY OF THE ONE!! AND YOU!"
He turned to The One.
"I SHOT YOU ONCE DON'T MAKE ME DO IT AGAIN! ONE SHOT WITH THIS THING'S EQUIPPED WEAPON, AND THERE WILL BE NO REGENERATION! AM I UNDERSTOOD?! AL-EC I KNOW WE HAVE HAD ISSUES IN THE PAST, PERHAPS, YOUR FUTURE BUT I NEED THE DOCTOR. AND I CAN'T LEAVE WITH OUT HIM."
He needed the Doctor, he was possibly the only one who could restore him. He couldn't leave here with out The Doctor He wouldn't, but somewhere he knew Alec wouldn't let him leave with The Doctor, but he'd be danged if he didn't try.
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