Post by Cullen on Apr 16, 2016 3:40:05 GMT
Sorry about how rushed the ending is. I wanted to make it longer but i ran out of time.
I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t move. All I could do was stand there as he consoled her like he always does.
The Doctor puts his hand on her arm and said gently, “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. Either you survive or your baby do. Not both.
Maybe I should go back. You see I cruise around the universe with a man in a big blue box, and this may be the story of how he lost his way.
(NNNNEEEEEEEEOEOEOEOEOE dodo DODO dodododododoDODODO DODO dodododododoDODODO {DoweOOOOOOOO WOOOOHoHOOOOOOO doeoooooEEEEeOOOOOOO EOOOO DoEEEOOOOOOO})
[the previous day]
“Rose, can you hand me my screwdriver?”
“Well why don’t you have it on you, then?”
“Ew, don’t say that. You look awful when you say that.” I handed him his screwdriver as he rooted around in the cables of the TARDIS. That’s short for Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. Bet they thought that was clever. Sounds to me like the kind of thing they’d find funny back in the sixties. Anyway, we’re trying for Barcelona for the fifth time.
He jumps up from the cables and sits next to me. he flashes me that winning smile and I can’t help but return it. “What is it that you’re doing down there all the time?”
He looks perplexed by my question for a moment before his eyebrows find a way to shrug and he asks, “Why does a four year old jump into a ball pit?”
I’m not entirely sure about my answer and it comes out in a halting half whisper. “Because it’s fun?” He just smiles and swings himself up.
“We should get on, then.” He begins to flip levers and turn knobs in a way that’s still nonsensical to me. The TARDIS lets out it’s screeching hum and I feel it in my chest. I’ve got a sense of comradery with her. We were of one mind once. Wow, sorry to dive too deep for the moment folks. Gotta save that for later.
“You sure about where we are this time?”
His lips purse slightly and in mid stride says, “’bout 80%?” he opens the door and I hear something scream before he slams it shut. “ended up in the twenty percent.” He said before returning to the controls.
After two more tries we made it. Ever wonder what it’s like inside of a blue whale? We stepped out onto the surface and I couldn’t really believe what I was seeing. It was the Planet Barcelona, by the way. Somewhere in the Horsehead Nebula.
“Forty-nine percent of the planet’s surface is covered in water. There isn’t a single spot on this planet that isn’t beach. Oh, and if your mum’s having trouble with rent back home,” he scooped up some sand and put it in a bag. “The sand is twenty percent diamond.” He tossed it to me and I put it in my bag before peeking around. I don’t know why I felt guilty. It’s not like the sand belongs to anyone.
The beaches were dotted with palm trees and there was the occasional structure sticking up over the terrain. For as far as I could see the world was made up of wave after wave of corn flower on silver trays. Gulls screeched from somewhere far off and waves sighed against the shores. The Doctor started walking towards one of the structures with a smile on his face and I chased after him.
We climbed up a rope latter and two people in skimpy clothes helped us up. Everything seemed to have been made from some kind of leaf. The floor was lined with it. The walls were papered in it, and they decorated the ceiling with the visage of a beautiful woman who was sitting at the bar. She was completely surrounded by patrons who were entirely enwrapped in her story.
We walked past empty wooden tables, their leaves seemed to turn to us as we walked. I tried to point it out to The Doctor but he had already been captivated. I followed soon after.
“And so then we carved our way out of the whale’s skin and swam to the surface. We had our tea, and played a few rounds of Chardeemacdennis.” The crowd around her laughed, including The Doctor. I had no idea what Chardeemacdennis was. The Doctor explained it to me and I wished I’d never asked. My soul is permanently splintered for having learned of it.
“That,” he told me, “is Izhala Pashemii. Heir to the throne of Barcelona and famous adventurer.
“The throne as in of the, of the,”
“Planet, yeah. Good thing she can’t get mad. Her family has the rage center of their brain destroyed at the age of sixteen.” I couldn’t tell if he was joking or not. Somehow I doubted it. Attention had, miraculously, turned to us.
“Oh but we have new guests! A pretty one too!” She stared at The Doctor like a piece of meat and his face just sort of froze with his eyebrows reaching for his hair.
“Wha wha wha-wha-what?” He looked around for someone else behind him even though he KNEW she meant him. “Hi, um I’m the Doctor this is Rose and we are,” He looked to me and back at the crowd as he searched for another terrible lie., “on vacation! We’re friends who are taking a vacation together.”
“Stop it.” I whispered before he could make thing worse.
“Who work for,” He pulled out his psychic paper, “The royal guard of Barcelona. Oh.”
“I don’t recognize you from my royal guard.” Her eyes narrowed in suspicion and I felt the air thicken. “oh but there are so many of you. Who can keep track.” She led the mob in a chorus of laughter. “I’m glad you’ve joined us. The Sontaran fleet has brought a complete stop to all tourist activity.”
“Why’s that?”
“Well, when they came to destroy our military forces, they found that we had none. We’ve had no need. So instead they decided to destroy us economically.” This seems to make sense to The Doctor. “Any ship that gets within thirty thousand miles of the planet is vaporized. I do feel sorry for those living on the moons. Hold on, you should have known all of that. How is it that you didn’t”
“We’ve been on leave.” I blurted out. It was the only thing that made sense. Then I remembered what The Doctor had said.
“You just said you were on vacation.”
“From leave.” The Doctor added.
“We’re here to protect you, your majesty.” I shot up a salute before I remembered that there was virtually no chance of them having the same salute.
“Oh, I don’t think so, dear. Thank you for the offer though.” The Princess chuckled.
“You just proposed to the future queen of the planet.” The Doctor told me. I decided to leave the past where it belonged. I sat down at the bar and called for a drink. A man actually stood up from beneath the bar, right in front of me. He poured a dark drink, and then he simply dropped back down. There was something even stranger about him though. He was ticking. I looked more closely at my drink. It smelled like motor oil.
“Doctor, I think we have a problem.” I’ve run into these sort of clockwork men before.
“uh huh, yeah just get me a banana daiquiri.” I suddenly realized that the room was full of the ticking. It was almost hypnotic.
“But we are no longer defenseless! We have designed a soldier that can combat the Sontaran soldiers no matter how hard they press.” All of the guests began to fall in line and pulled their false faces off. “They are based off of the description left in my ancestor, Marie Antoinette’s diary.” Gears under indestructible glass whirled and ticked as the soldiers threw up a French salute. Odd that Barcelona’s a French planet then isn’t it?
I had informed my advisors that they were to send their two best guardians when the army was ready and now, this is the sign!” She pulled a piece of jewelry off of her chest and stated to speak into it. “Begin the launch of the flag ship!”
“That’s not supposed to happen.” The Doctor said as the ground beneath us began to shake. He ran over to the open window, “That’s really not supposed to happen.” I looked out with him and saw that each building had a dome going up around it and there ground beneath it was rising from the surface. At the same time that I noticed theirs I saw ours. A transparent bubble was slowly covering the bungalow.
“We’ve been constructing the Battle Bungalows beneath ground for six years! Six years we’ve been living in constant fear of the Sontaran fleet! Every day we wonder, “Is this the day they grow bored!? Is this the day they demolish our planet!? I say NO MORE!” She spoke into that little communicator of hers. “Battle Bungalow Brigade, Prepare for Bombardment!”
“She really likes monologues, doesn’t she?”
The doctor smirked. “Comes with the crown.”
“Doctor, are we on a space ship that’s about to be vaporized by the Sontarans?”
“Yes, but you’re missing the big picture.”
“What’s that? “
“We’re standing on the bridge of a ship that’s about to be vaporized by the Sotarans.” He shot me that different smile. I’m sure you know the one I’m talking about. That one he makes before he does something utterly mad. He pulled out his screw driver, I still think it’s a euphemism, and starts waving it around. The crew, who I didn’t realize had taken up controls all around the room, stopped what they were doing.
“What do you think you’re doing? How dare you!? Stop that this instant!” She charges at The Doctor, which is hilarious I have to admit. That is, until her apparently six foot long green barbed tongue shot out at him and nearly took his eye out.
He fell, scrambled towards me, and used my hips to pull himself back up. Shouldn’t’ve skipped leg day. Apparently all he had to do was lower the screwdriver for her to defrogify. “Never do that, again.” She strutted back over to a periscopic monitor and got back to issuing orders.
“Doctor, do you see what’s wrong with the situation?”
“Probably. Say it anyways.”
“Well, the Princess, and evidently Admiral Apparent, just launched the fleet, yeah?”
“Uh huh”
“And the signal to launch was to send her royal guards, right?”
“Sounds about right.”
“And the princess thinks we’re royal guards?”
In the moment he waited, I realized I was in love with an idiot. “I think I see what you’re getting at.” He launched over to the princess in a frantic stream of speech that only a time lord could keep up with. “Izhala Pashemii, please you must listen to me! This isn’t what you think! You cannot challenge the Sontarans! It is suicide!”
She scoffed at him. I’m always shocked by the number of times people scoff at The Doctor. “You were sent here to deliver a message that would argue quite the contrary.”
“Look,” He pulled out his paper. “This is a psychic paper! We are not members of your royal guard.
The Princess turned green and grabbed her communicator. “Abort! Abort the launch! All units return to port immediately!”
“The Sontarans aren’t going to let this go. They haven’t been clever for millennia. What they are is brutal. They are spiteful, vindictive, violent monsters and they will not let this go.” Just as he finished speaking, a light came down through the roof. It engulfed the princess and the doctor’s screwdriver shot out so fast I didn’t see his hand move. I thought he’d saved her but he looked horrified. “No this,” His eyes started to shimmer a little, “This can’t be real. This is forbidden.”
“Doctor, what is it?” He was silent for a few seconds. I couldn’t imagine what could make him so upset. Again, I’m sorry he told me.”
“It’s a Ricora Fata beam.” The princess’s eyes widened and she turned an even deeper shade of green.
When he didn’t elaborate I asked him, “What’s it do, then”
“It kills embryos. This isn’t the only one either, this is just the one that I’ve stopped. They target every single one on the planet. The Sontarans just killed this planet’s next generation” He looked up at the princess. “I’m not sure if I can get you out. That light won’t fade until something dies. It’s locked on to your genetic code. “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. Either you survive or your baby do. Not both.”
You all know how I was feeling at that point already. “My baby. Save my baby. If I were asked to choose a thousand times, I’d choose my baby every time.” The Doctor didn’t know what to do. He walked over to me. “Rose, this isn’t right. She lives to be a thousand, and no, her people do not age well. She bridges gaps across her galaxy. She is the reason that her people were the second in the universe to invent ball bearings you can eat. BALL BEARINGS YOU CAN EAT, ROSE! There’s too much for her to do. She’s a part of too many fixed points.” The Doctor closed his eyes and covered his face. He pointed his screwdriverat her and the light vanished. The princess was immediately devastated.
“Why, How could you!?” She felt around at her stomach like she could gather it back up. “No no no no no no no no no no no, please no!!!” The Doctor watched as she wept. I think he was punishing himself. It was the same reason that he watched the Sontaran fleet burn up as he pulled it into a sun.
I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t move. All I could do was stand there as he consoled her like he always does.
The Doctor puts his hand on her arm and said gently, “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. Either you survive or your baby do. Not both.
Maybe I should go back. You see I cruise around the universe with a man in a big blue box, and this may be the story of how he lost his way.
(NNNNEEEEEEEEOEOEOEOEOE dodo DODO dodododododoDODODO DODO dodododododoDODODO {DoweOOOOOOOO WOOOOHoHOOOOOOO doeoooooEEEEeOOOOOOO EOOOO DoEEEOOOOOOO})
[the previous day]
“Rose, can you hand me my screwdriver?”
“Well why don’t you have it on you, then?”
“Ew, don’t say that. You look awful when you say that.” I handed him his screwdriver as he rooted around in the cables of the TARDIS. That’s short for Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. Bet they thought that was clever. Sounds to me like the kind of thing they’d find funny back in the sixties. Anyway, we’re trying for Barcelona for the fifth time.
He jumps up from the cables and sits next to me. he flashes me that winning smile and I can’t help but return it. “What is it that you’re doing down there all the time?”
He looks perplexed by my question for a moment before his eyebrows find a way to shrug and he asks, “Why does a four year old jump into a ball pit?”
I’m not entirely sure about my answer and it comes out in a halting half whisper. “Because it’s fun?” He just smiles and swings himself up.
“We should get on, then.” He begins to flip levers and turn knobs in a way that’s still nonsensical to me. The TARDIS lets out it’s screeching hum and I feel it in my chest. I’ve got a sense of comradery with her. We were of one mind once. Wow, sorry to dive too deep for the moment folks. Gotta save that for later.
“You sure about where we are this time?”
His lips purse slightly and in mid stride says, “’bout 80%?” he opens the door and I hear something scream before he slams it shut. “ended up in the twenty percent.” He said before returning to the controls.
After two more tries we made it. Ever wonder what it’s like inside of a blue whale? We stepped out onto the surface and I couldn’t really believe what I was seeing. It was the Planet Barcelona, by the way. Somewhere in the Horsehead Nebula.
“Forty-nine percent of the planet’s surface is covered in water. There isn’t a single spot on this planet that isn’t beach. Oh, and if your mum’s having trouble with rent back home,” he scooped up some sand and put it in a bag. “The sand is twenty percent diamond.” He tossed it to me and I put it in my bag before peeking around. I don’t know why I felt guilty. It’s not like the sand belongs to anyone.
The beaches were dotted with palm trees and there was the occasional structure sticking up over the terrain. For as far as I could see the world was made up of wave after wave of corn flower on silver trays. Gulls screeched from somewhere far off and waves sighed against the shores. The Doctor started walking towards one of the structures with a smile on his face and I chased after him.
We climbed up a rope latter and two people in skimpy clothes helped us up. Everything seemed to have been made from some kind of leaf. The floor was lined with it. The walls were papered in it, and they decorated the ceiling with the visage of a beautiful woman who was sitting at the bar. She was completely surrounded by patrons who were entirely enwrapped in her story.
We walked past empty wooden tables, their leaves seemed to turn to us as we walked. I tried to point it out to The Doctor but he had already been captivated. I followed soon after.
“And so then we carved our way out of the whale’s skin and swam to the surface. We had our tea, and played a few rounds of Chardeemacdennis.” The crowd around her laughed, including The Doctor. I had no idea what Chardeemacdennis was. The Doctor explained it to me and I wished I’d never asked. My soul is permanently splintered for having learned of it.
“That,” he told me, “is Izhala Pashemii. Heir to the throne of Barcelona and famous adventurer.
“The throne as in of the, of the,”
“Planet, yeah. Good thing she can’t get mad. Her family has the rage center of their brain destroyed at the age of sixteen.” I couldn’t tell if he was joking or not. Somehow I doubted it. Attention had, miraculously, turned to us.
“Oh but we have new guests! A pretty one too!” She stared at The Doctor like a piece of meat and his face just sort of froze with his eyebrows reaching for his hair.
“Wha wha wha-wha-what?” He looked around for someone else behind him even though he KNEW she meant him. “Hi, um I’m the Doctor this is Rose and we are,” He looked to me and back at the crowd as he searched for another terrible lie., “on vacation! We’re friends who are taking a vacation together.”
“Stop it.” I whispered before he could make thing worse.
“Who work for,” He pulled out his psychic paper, “The royal guard of Barcelona. Oh.”
“I don’t recognize you from my royal guard.” Her eyes narrowed in suspicion and I felt the air thicken. “oh but there are so many of you. Who can keep track.” She led the mob in a chorus of laughter. “I’m glad you’ve joined us. The Sontaran fleet has brought a complete stop to all tourist activity.”
“Why’s that?”
“Well, when they came to destroy our military forces, they found that we had none. We’ve had no need. So instead they decided to destroy us economically.” This seems to make sense to The Doctor. “Any ship that gets within thirty thousand miles of the planet is vaporized. I do feel sorry for those living on the moons. Hold on, you should have known all of that. How is it that you didn’t”
“We’ve been on leave.” I blurted out. It was the only thing that made sense. Then I remembered what The Doctor had said.
“You just said you were on vacation.”
“From leave.” The Doctor added.
“We’re here to protect you, your majesty.” I shot up a salute before I remembered that there was virtually no chance of them having the same salute.
“Oh, I don’t think so, dear. Thank you for the offer though.” The Princess chuckled.
“You just proposed to the future queen of the planet.” The Doctor told me. I decided to leave the past where it belonged. I sat down at the bar and called for a drink. A man actually stood up from beneath the bar, right in front of me. He poured a dark drink, and then he simply dropped back down. There was something even stranger about him though. He was ticking. I looked more closely at my drink. It smelled like motor oil.
“Doctor, I think we have a problem.” I’ve run into these sort of clockwork men before.
“uh huh, yeah just get me a banana daiquiri.” I suddenly realized that the room was full of the ticking. It was almost hypnotic.
“But we are no longer defenseless! We have designed a soldier that can combat the Sontaran soldiers no matter how hard they press.” All of the guests began to fall in line and pulled their false faces off. “They are based off of the description left in my ancestor, Marie Antoinette’s diary.” Gears under indestructible glass whirled and ticked as the soldiers threw up a French salute. Odd that Barcelona’s a French planet then isn’t it?
I had informed my advisors that they were to send their two best guardians when the army was ready and now, this is the sign!” She pulled a piece of jewelry off of her chest and stated to speak into it. “Begin the launch of the flag ship!”
“That’s not supposed to happen.” The Doctor said as the ground beneath us began to shake. He ran over to the open window, “That’s really not supposed to happen.” I looked out with him and saw that each building had a dome going up around it and there ground beneath it was rising from the surface. At the same time that I noticed theirs I saw ours. A transparent bubble was slowly covering the bungalow.
“We’ve been constructing the Battle Bungalows beneath ground for six years! Six years we’ve been living in constant fear of the Sontaran fleet! Every day we wonder, “Is this the day they grow bored!? Is this the day they demolish our planet!? I say NO MORE!” She spoke into that little communicator of hers. “Battle Bungalow Brigade, Prepare for Bombardment!”
“She really likes monologues, doesn’t she?”
The doctor smirked. “Comes with the crown.”
“Doctor, are we on a space ship that’s about to be vaporized by the Sontarans?”
“Yes, but you’re missing the big picture.”
“What’s that? “
“We’re standing on the bridge of a ship that’s about to be vaporized by the Sotarans.” He shot me that different smile. I’m sure you know the one I’m talking about. That one he makes before he does something utterly mad. He pulled out his screw driver, I still think it’s a euphemism, and starts waving it around. The crew, who I didn’t realize had taken up controls all around the room, stopped what they were doing.
“What do you think you’re doing? How dare you!? Stop that this instant!” She charges at The Doctor, which is hilarious I have to admit. That is, until her apparently six foot long green barbed tongue shot out at him and nearly took his eye out.
He fell, scrambled towards me, and used my hips to pull himself back up. Shouldn’t’ve skipped leg day. Apparently all he had to do was lower the screwdriver for her to defrogify. “Never do that, again.” She strutted back over to a periscopic monitor and got back to issuing orders.
“Doctor, do you see what’s wrong with the situation?”
“Probably. Say it anyways.”
“Well, the Princess, and evidently Admiral Apparent, just launched the fleet, yeah?”
“Uh huh”
“And the signal to launch was to send her royal guards, right?”
“Sounds about right.”
“And the princess thinks we’re royal guards?”
In the moment he waited, I realized I was in love with an idiot. “I think I see what you’re getting at.” He launched over to the princess in a frantic stream of speech that only a time lord could keep up with. “Izhala Pashemii, please you must listen to me! This isn’t what you think! You cannot challenge the Sontarans! It is suicide!”
She scoffed at him. I’m always shocked by the number of times people scoff at The Doctor. “You were sent here to deliver a message that would argue quite the contrary.”
“Look,” He pulled out his paper. “This is a psychic paper! We are not members of your royal guard.
The Princess turned green and grabbed her communicator. “Abort! Abort the launch! All units return to port immediately!”
“The Sontarans aren’t going to let this go. They haven’t been clever for millennia. What they are is brutal. They are spiteful, vindictive, violent monsters and they will not let this go.” Just as he finished speaking, a light came down through the roof. It engulfed the princess and the doctor’s screwdriver shot out so fast I didn’t see his hand move. I thought he’d saved her but he looked horrified. “No this,” His eyes started to shimmer a little, “This can’t be real. This is forbidden.”
“Doctor, what is it?” He was silent for a few seconds. I couldn’t imagine what could make him so upset. Again, I’m sorry he told me.”
“It’s a Ricora Fata beam.” The princess’s eyes widened and she turned an even deeper shade of green.
When he didn’t elaborate I asked him, “What’s it do, then”
“It kills embryos. This isn’t the only one either, this is just the one that I’ve stopped. They target every single one on the planet. The Sontarans just killed this planet’s next generation” He looked up at the princess. “I’m not sure if I can get you out. That light won’t fade until something dies. It’s locked on to your genetic code. “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. Either you survive or your baby do. Not both.”
You all know how I was feeling at that point already. “My baby. Save my baby. If I were asked to choose a thousand times, I’d choose my baby every time.” The Doctor didn’t know what to do. He walked over to me. “Rose, this isn’t right. She lives to be a thousand, and no, her people do not age well. She bridges gaps across her galaxy. She is the reason that her people were the second in the universe to invent ball bearings you can eat. BALL BEARINGS YOU CAN EAT, ROSE! There’s too much for her to do. She’s a part of too many fixed points.” The Doctor closed his eyes and covered his face. He pointed his screwdriverat her and the light vanished. The princess was immediately devastated.
“Why, How could you!?” She felt around at her stomach like she could gather it back up. “No no no no no no no no no no no, please no!!!” The Doctor watched as she wept. I think he was punishing himself. It was the same reason that he watched the Sontaran fleet burn up as he pulled it into a sun.
