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cape_kore2013-05-02 12:52 pm
nevermindtherunning) wrote in cape_kore2013-05-02 12:52 pm
the Doctor | 004 | Day 67 | Video
[The video clicks on and there's the Doctor, brainy specs in place, sitting in the kitchen of his house. Behind him was the kitchen table, but not useable as various disassembled toasters, radios, and even an oven could be seen on the floor. Parts were everywhere and had looked like a tornado had blown through.
Stacked to one side of the wall were some books, next to his hand was his notebook, full with stuffed papers in it. He looks stern, quiet, serious, perhaps brewing an oncoming storm?]
It's been four days since this curse-thing has been over. I haven't seen Sharon... or Natasha, [There's a pause, because sad enough as it is, he wasn't entirely sure that was her name.] There's significantly less traffic around town, which leads me to guess others are missing too.
This may seem ridiculous that I'm saying this, but don't travel alone, don't be alone, [Ignore the fact that he was currently.], let others know if you're going somewhere. Use the buddy-system if you have to.
[There's a pause as he looks away, licking his lips.] I've been doing research, as most of you are aware, and after running the calculations 3-4 times, my evidence is conclusive. If this is Earth, which I'm not for certain if it is yet or not, I must admit... We're in the northern hemisphere, judging by the weather patterns and the sun's movements in the sky. The winds... Westerlies, marking us at about 30-60 degrees latitude. Of course, this is all based off of if we're on Earth.
This leads me to my next hypothesis, which a couple of you have already thrown out there - bravo! Good for you! - I think we're in a pocket universe. Time doesn't flow linear, it never had, it's all... wibbly-wobbly, of course, but the star charts aren't quite right, which doesn't make sense at all if this is, in fact, Earth. I said Northern hemisphere, but if you look up at the sky, the charts don't match that correctly. It's a blend... I can't locate us due to that. And with so many people coming from other worlds, universes, alternative timelines, it's making this all rather strange. I know very few species capable of this feat, which... [He trails off, not wanting to think who has this kind of power and technology they possess. Enough to rival his own TARDIS, that is for sure.]
There's a chance I can get us out, but it'll take time. If there's any tools, scraps lying about, unused appliances, radios... I'd like to have those, please.
[Private to Fortescue]
You said you wanted to help? Find me all the tools you can.
[Private to Mina]
If you don't mind, may I take your kitchen appliances? Not to be blunt, but it isn't like you need them. But keep the kettle... I like making tea there when I visit you. I'll give you a hot plate.
Stacked to one side of the wall were some books, next to his hand was his notebook, full with stuffed papers in it. He looks stern, quiet, serious, perhaps brewing an oncoming storm?]
It's been four days since this curse-thing has been over. I haven't seen Sharon... or Natasha, [There's a pause, because sad enough as it is, he wasn't entirely sure that was her name.] There's significantly less traffic around town, which leads me to guess others are missing too.
This may seem ridiculous that I'm saying this, but don't travel alone, don't be alone, [Ignore the fact that he was currently.], let others know if you're going somewhere. Use the buddy-system if you have to.
[There's a pause as he looks away, licking his lips.] I've been doing research, as most of you are aware, and after running the calculations 3-4 times, my evidence is conclusive. If this is Earth, which I'm not for certain if it is yet or not, I must admit... We're in the northern hemisphere, judging by the weather patterns and the sun's movements in the sky. The winds... Westerlies, marking us at about 30-60 degrees latitude. Of course, this is all based off of if we're on Earth.
This leads me to my next hypothesis, which a couple of you have already thrown out there - bravo! Good for you! - I think we're in a pocket universe. Time doesn't flow linear, it never had, it's all... wibbly-wobbly, of course, but the star charts aren't quite right, which doesn't make sense at all if this is, in fact, Earth. I said Northern hemisphere, but if you look up at the sky, the charts don't match that correctly. It's a blend... I can't locate us due to that. And with so many people coming from other worlds, universes, alternative timelines, it's making this all rather strange. I know very few species capable of this feat, which... [He trails off, not wanting to think who has this kind of power and technology they possess. Enough to rival his own TARDIS, that is for sure.]
There's a chance I can get us out, but it'll take time. If there's any tools, scraps lying about, unused appliances, radios... I'd like to have those, please.
[Private to Fortescue]
You said you wanted to help? Find me all the tools you can.
[Private to Mina]
If you don't mind, may I take your kitchen appliances? Not to be blunt, but it isn't like you need them. But keep the kettle... I like making tea there when I visit you. I'll give you a hot plate.
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Hell. He was still searching the woods for Laura; it had become something of an unhealthy habit of his, but he couldn't give in to the idea that she was gone and somewhere he couldn't help her.]
That gal, the one who'd been workin' for 'em, who turned and went live on the network. She said they hadn't been sent back home.
[He gives the camera a dark glare when the Doctor mentions his plan.] We can't leave 'em here. 'Hopin' for the best' is bull shit.
[He takes a moment to get his temper in check and figure out what he wants to say minus the profanities.] I realize that some people just wanna get outta here. An' that's fine. But some of us have... have very close ties to the missing.
We don't even know what they're doing to them...
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Look, I can get us out of here, blast through the barrier, and we go. I'm working on a project that'll allow this. If we can get past that step, then we'll work on saving the others, yeah?
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Good luck though.
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[Frown.] Can we not save her either?
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She's blood. I can't leave without her. [He says it like it's just plain facts, not an option.]
An' in the meantime, I wouldn't be leavin' without Sharon either.
I'd rather stay and try an' find them than live with the guilt of leavin' 'em. [Shrugs.] Especially since we know they ain't been sent home.
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So they just erased yer memories while you weren't here?
... but it could be different for those not comin' back at all... [He's mostly talking to himself now, sorry Doctor.]
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[The Doctor had alot to think about after these conversations. He knew it wouldn't be an easy task, but it's going to be harder than he expected.]