TARDIS II: Hunt for the Doctor (Structured)

[Draken]

Killing others based on no information! Preposterous! Madness! Calamity(ous)! This foolishness will end up costing all of our lives!

Draken scowls from where he is.

(I couldn't resist.)

[EmeraldRose]

*the fellow in the multi-solored scarf watches all the pointing flying around the TARDIS before finally seeming to come to a decision*

This is all very interesting, but sir, (points at helgraf) I'd like to hear more about what you have to say on the topic...

[detrevnisisiht]

A rather short, unshaven man comes stumbling into view. he looks at the wide assortment of bipeds(and hovering metallic balls). As a looks around he brings a finger to his nose and walks a few steps forward. At first, a questioning look crosses his face, but it is replaced with recognition as he says "Oh, theres the problem, I'm sober." he then walks to a machine and starts banging it while yelling "Give me some rum you infernal hunk of metal!"

Several bottles of wine later he turns to the others and says "Well ain't this an ugly lot we have here"
as he scans the crowd he spots the shiny silver ball (and his reflection in it), and runs over and grabs it, looking at his reflection in the ball he says"well you are a handsome man, what are you doing with all these uglies" He then turns and Points at Calamity "hey why are you looking at my new friend"

[Freshmeat]

How about a cheeseburger, McDonaldsgirl?

@ v:

[MacDonaldGirl]

Why don't you go to Burger King?

[Draken]

That atitude will get you fired miss.

[MacDonaldGirl]

hehehehweheeh

[Fin]

'Hmm, it does seem strange that Onasuna would suspect such a helpful little sprite like Meepo. Especially since he probably feels lonely being the only one here dressed like he is about to fight a dwarf warrior! We should look after him.'

[Strategos]

Wolfram spends most of the day scribbling furiously in his notepad, briefly pausing to point his pen at Onasuma.

[North]

POints at Onasuma

[Korith]

I'm inclined to go with the group on this one. Onasuma, do you have anything to say for yourself that doesn't involve death by ice cream?

[onasuma]

"Heck, even if i did, its to late now. In fact, had time gone in the speed which it should have, id have been dead 17 hours ago." onasuma says pulling out a ladder from his trousers. "Now, back to that ball"

[Korias]

As you gather around the deck of the TARDIS, you find Onasuma in your crowd and throw him towards the center of the Cannon. He stumbles, falling on his bottom as he looks at the gang above him. Please! Theres got to be some other way! I'm innocent! He says, as the cannon powers up. Suddenly, the group hears a sharp crack, and the cannon shuts off.
Huh?
What happened?
Up there! Its... its... Vespe!



The Man comes down from the rafters, and stands infront of Onasuma, who is lying on the ground. It is I, Vespe Ratavo! And now, Back to my Yellow Submarine!

He throws down a smokebomb, and vanishes into the depths of the TARDIS.

This cannon's gonna take all Night to fix... Says Freshmeat, as you all return to conversing.

• Onasuma was to be Lynched, but was Saved by Vespe Ratavo

The Avatar of Vespe Ratavo was made, and owned, by Mr. Saturn.

Night 2 begins now, and ends in 24 Hours

[Fin]

'Erm... well, that went a little differently to how i thought it would pan out!'

Not dwelling on the point any longer than is essential, Fin wanders off in search of food or maybe Onasuna still wants to play tennis with Fleeing Cowards ball/body-thing, seeing as he isn't as dead as everyone was expecting.

[MacDonaldGirl]

"Wow who's that guy Vespeto or that name? He seems to be cool =D" Andy stared at the place where her new hero had been standing in amazement.

[Fleeing Coward]

The floating metallic ball that definately is NOT a tennis ball continues floating high above the room to avoid the racket wielding lunatic known as Onasuma.

[onasuma]

Opening one eye, then the other, Onasuma finds himself not, in fact dead. "Well, thats lucky" He says, and the proceeds to think of a way to lure down the tennis ball (Which it obviously is).

[banjo1985]

Meepo looks up at where Vespe disappeared, and then down at the still living Onasuma.

"Okay, that fine. Meepo like you now. Meepo help you up, then we get tennis ball together!"

Meepo helps Onasuma to his feet then jumps up onto his shoulders. He then proceeds to poke the Fleeing Coward tennis ball with his shortspear

[Fleeing Coward]

Sensing that the kobold has joined the crazy man in trying to get it down, the metallic ball begns to slowly float down.
It's projection now reads:
Self Destruct Sequence Activated
00:02:00

[onasuma]

"Dont stop! Show no fear!" Bellows onasuma. "For today, the gods are with us!" He then makes a wild swing at the ball, causing Meepo to fall off and himself to jarr his elbow against his racket (the last part is a true story)

[Fleeing Coward]

00:00:03
00:00:02
00:00:01

*KA...pop*

The metallic ball disappears in a puff of smoke, teleporting to the control room having failed in it's attempt to scare away the crazy man and his kobold friend.

[detrevnisisiht]

The now sober drunk runs to the control room and says to the shiny ball"don't worry i will protect you....as long as you keep up the nice shine you have"

[banjo1985]

Meepo sit's up, slightly dizzy after his fall, and looks around in confusion, looking for the shiny tennis ball.

"Where tennis ball go? Meepo confused. You have tennis ball?"

Meepo turns and looks expectantly at Fin.

[Fin]

'Gah, i dunno where it went! I was just stretching my serving arm and it vanished, although the crazy drunk guy who seems to be distracted by his own reflection ran off to the control room, maybe he knows shall we go find out?'

[Korias]

Update: Night will end soon, I'm missing a grand total of ONE PM.

If I dont recive that PM soon, then I'll just ignore that paticular power.

[detrevnisisiht]

the drunk who is currently sober begins polishing he new shiny friend.

[Korias]

Night Ends...

The Day, or whatever time it is, comes foward, and the TARDIS activates a few internal sensors. But one message repeats itself, over and over again.

ERROR: FORIEGN OBJECT BLOCKING DOORS.
Looking towards the doors of the TARDIS, Meepo and Korith Examine thhe doors. Nothing is wrong, untill Meepo accidentaly walks too close, opening them. Out pops the body of North, but he has been wrinkled and crumbles with decay.

This ship's got cameras, right? Lets go over the footage. Shouts somebody from the crowd.

As you all gather around the television that you saw earlier, a faint picture comes on. Its from the outside, where the body was tethered. From the picture, someone pushed North out into the Time Warp and held a rope to keep them from falling into the Warp. The perpetrator must have tied the rope to something, because the door closes and the footage ends.

Oh God...
This cant be good...

Shifting through his posessions, you find a myriad of science fiction toys and novels. Among them, the Doctor Who 4th Season Special Edition.

Whats Doctor Who? Somebody asks, but he is promptly ignored.
Landing One: Furya
The TARDIS Main Control pannel lets out a small *ding* noise, like a microwave oven, and the doors shift open again. This time, They open into a bustling city. High Towers made of metal and stone gleam in the three sun's light, and crowds bustle to and fro in the city streets. But there is an air of tension. Picking up a small peice of paper, Fin reads aloud to the group.

The Comet has been spotted. We are the Target. He shows the paper to the group and below the writing, an image is inscribed.


Picture taken from the end of the Battle at Saffron Gate

As you gather around the paper, A voice calls out to you

All of you, Gathered around! We need conscripts for the Furyan Defense Force. We need Three volunteers. You look fit enough. Which ones of you will help? He hands out some flyers. There are three positions that need to be filled: Gunner, Pilot, and Infantry. Whos gonna do what? He asks, the voice gruff. Under the glaring sunlight, you can get a good look at the man. He wears a suit of armor, a mask covering his face and head. The vest he wears looks to be made of some sort of tough alloy, and his clothes are of an urban camoflague.

• Last Night, North was Killed. He was the Alien Fanboy
• Today is a SPECIAL DAY. Something strange has happened.
• Today, instead of picking one person to be lynched, you pick THREE people to fill the roles of Gunner, Pilot, and Infantry. What happens to them will be determined by whatever they are picked as for.
• You may not vote for the same person for all three roles. One person per role.
• If a person does reach majority of all three, then something weird happens.

Day 3 Begins and will end in 48 Hours.

[Ramebriz]

Poor north he didn't deserved that.
I think it was the metallic ball who killed him.

Wait, wait.. Three of us.. where will they go?
Is it safe?
Are we going to kil something?

[MacDonaldGirl]

Wait, wasn't North the man Mike was looking for?

Are the ones chosen for roles gonna die?? I don't like this at all.

[Korias]

Are the ones chosen for roles gonna die?? I don't like this at all.

All I can say is that each has an effect: which may be no effect at all. Your going to have to wait to the end of the day to find out.