Its Dark. 9:00, about. You stand in Cardiff Square, the main hub of activity in the British city of Cardiff. But, you dont wait long. Soon enough, a Familiar police box slowly fades into exsistance. As the doors open with a loud *Shfft* sound, The doctor pokes his head out: Well, Come on! We havent got all the time in the world!
As the Twenty Five of you enter the TARDIS from Cardiff, The Doctor does a small head count. Clasping his hands, Alrighty then! Where would you like to go, my faithful fellows! Skaro? New Earth? The great gapping edge of the Universe itself? He leans back on the railing slightly. Vespe who is shining one of his rapiers, cuts in. Its your choice, but try not to touch anything. Trust me. You dont want to send the ship into a parallel dimension, do you? He smiles. But you wont have to worry. Me and the Ratavo will do most of the piloting, right? The doctor walks up to one of the controll pannels in the center of the room. Pushing what appears to be a carlight morphed into a button, a small door opens on the other side of where you came in. That leads to the sleeping quarters and bathrooms. Its going to be a bit before we get started, as were still gathering energy from that rift thats right here in Cardiff. So, Off with the lot of you, and get to know your felllows a bit better!
As you all head down through the door, it leads into a fairly long hallway. Their are a good number of rooms, but it appers to be only 15. Each room is big enough to hold at least 2 though, maybe 3 with some effort. It looks like your going to be bunking. At the far end of the hall resides two doors, One reserved for Vespe and one for the Doctor.
Trust me, parallel dimensions are not as fun as they sound. And no, I've been to a few, and I have not yet found the one where everyone is just the opposite of themselves here but with goatees.
Not that it doesn't exist, I just haven't found it.
Vespe puts the rapier back into its hilt.
Well, you'd best start thinking about where you all would like to go.
Oh, and by the way, we'll be stopping to eat lunch in ancient Sparta. Let's hope none of us get kicked into any giant pits now, shall we?
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Trust me, parallel dimensions are not as fun as they sound. And no, I've been to a few, and I have not yet found the one where everyone is just the opposite of themselves here but with goatees.
Not that it doesn't exist, I just haven't found it.
Vespe puts the rapier back into its hilt.
Well, you'd best start thinking about where you all would like to go.
Oh, and by the way, we'll be stopping to eat lunch in ancient Sparta. Let's hope none of us get kicked into any giant pits now, shall we?
Alternate dimensions you say?
Tell me, have these troublemaking agitators been known to hop dimensions? Hmm...?
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((I suppose, but you still can't lynch me. I think.
Also, please try to RP on this one, okay? ))
Vespe gets a call on his phone, listens, and makes an face Um...folks, it appears we may have a slight problem with troublemakers trying to take over the ship...
Please remain calm..omigodomigodomigod
((Oh, and Korias, sorry if you wanted to reveal this otherwise, but people were already talking about the agitators and pointing. Jokingly pointing perhaps, but still pointing.))
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"I'm sure it will all settle itself out shortly," replied the man in the hooded black robe. "After all, the mastery of time surely would make circumventing any simply spatial problem a snap, would it not?"
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(( oh think I get it. this is a prelude bit we're still working through then? ))
What looks to the world like a couple of boxes on wheels trundles in after the last passenger. Something that could be a tail is raised in the air behind it, and its mechanical whiskers twitch a bit. A melodius voice isses from one of the smaller boxes - its head?
Greetings everyone. My designation is C8. You can call me Kate.
Doctor do you have a saucer of microkinetic milk available? My catalyzing components are in need of recharging.
"Agitators? Pffft. I'm sure the Doctor could simply peer through time and figure out who they are, then do something wretched to them. Problem solved."
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The Doctor is furious. No, no, no, no, NO! The Doctor is pulling at his hair, pacing quickly across the metal grate floor. Damnit! Arrrgh! They shouldnt be here! Not no! They come back! They always come back! From a hidden intercom, you all hear a small plea. EVERYBODY REPORT TO THE DECK OF THE TARDIS NOW!
As you gather in the TARDIS deck, The doctor has a grave announcement to make. Vespe's recieved a call. Apparently, Some of you arent who I thought you were, and are trying to get to me or the TARDIS. Well, Let me tell you, The TARDIS can only do so much, and I have to much on my plate making sure we dont get attacked by some wandering Grasks. The doctor leans foward onto one of the many metal railings. Therefore, it is your job to determine the aliens for me. Think of it as a final test. Remember to tell me in RED so I can see who you think is the enemy. We dont know who the enemy is, but we can be sure that their not friendly. Turning to Helgraf, You should know I'm not allowed to mess with the Time Line. Its reserved for Cheap Tricks and study only.
Vespe, you dont have to respond to every post. Its only our job to let them do the majority of the talking as we send them out to do whatever. We are only narrarators, but feel free to mingle. Just dont drop any unnecessary hints. You got all those PMs that I sent out, right?
Khaldan, Lynching the Narrarator is not cool. Killing him comedicaly is fine, but dont waste your valuable point at us. Were trying to help.
Vespe, you dont have to respond to every post. Its only our job to let them do the majority of the talking as we send them out to do whatever. We are only narrarators, but feel free to mingle. Just dont drop any unnecessary hints. You got all those PMs that I sent out, right?
By Request: A Quick Map done. Copy the Spoiler'd Text into the WOTC Dungeon Tile Mapper.
Any Room with a Fire Bowl is a bedroom. Any room with a Rune is reserved. You are not allowed inside.
The Brown room in the top left is the TARDIS Deck. Thats where you see the majority of the TV show. In the bottom left is the Study. Converse here for various things. You might just find something sneaky.
Agitators.... I did not expect them to be here.... But.... there is no one aboard other than the 27 of us, right?
((Hey, so, two questions: 1: do we use our user-names in RP?
2: Is the Three-post rule active in this kind of game?))
You do not have to use Usernames in RP.
The Three Post Rule is always inactive in WW Games, as they belong in the Structured Games section. Seeing as how we cant post threads there. we post them here and they get moved soon after.
(( No, you don't have to use your real name. I normally do, but seeing as how I wanted to play a K-9 ripoff, I thought I'd invent C-8. ))
I am NOT a vending machine. I am a Mk8 Computerised Analytical Troidunit (or CAT for short) specially designed for interaction and companionship with humanoid races. And I require a saucer of microkinetic milk. Now!
North walks in and drops his bag. COOOOOL! SO can we go to the Earth where its all women he grins at the other people.
((I tryd using the tilemagigger and all i got was a hallway?. Do you just copy and paste everything into the import map part?))
I did. But the stupid thing is worthless and copied over the previous save file isntead.
I hate this stupid computer. Which is why I'm upgrading.
Uhh... No. Says the Doctor to North. But we can go to a planet where its all women. But we wont be doing that untill we figure out whos infiltrated my ship!
"Alright you scummy lot, what the hell is going on here, aight? I come ovah 'ere, got me equipment, told to cater a party, aight? But youse all talking this strange babble, and there's all these here flashy lights and strange noises, so what be going on, eh?" The thick-set man standing behind the blackened Boston Barbecue with Extra-Value Grill Attachment looks at a grubby piece of paper in his hand, and says "So who here is this 'I. C. Wiener' i'm supposed to be... ****."
The man looks around the group, and then sighs. "Well, so what're ye all doing then if this isn't a corporate function?"
"So you can't cheap trick the agitators into, say, the gravity well of a black hole. Bah. Well might as well get this mess underway."
*Helgraf closes his eyes and spins randomly, ending up pointing at... the wall*
"Hrm. That won't work. Stop moving away from my finger, it's not like I have a contingency disintegration ray tied to it to be used in emergencies only. And even if I did, this hardly qualifies."
*Helgraf points at Rejakor for having the temerity to post most recently before him*
((Feel free to give me a better target, really))
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