No Fun. Only work. [open]
Apr 1, 2014 14:42:09 GMT -6
Post by The Fifth Doctor on Apr 1, 2014 14:42:09 GMT -6
THE FIFTH DOCTOR
While Five was quite worried about this whole business of them somehow coming back, not only himself, his previous selves and future selves, but also the dastardly Master. At least for now they had struck a truce among the Doctors and the Masters, but that was only temporary. Sooner or later The Master would come up with a devious plot to try to take over the universe or to destroy him and all of his other selves. For now, they split up to examine their surroundings and do their own investigations. After all, when they were all together they seemed to fight a lot. It was just better this way, at least for now.
Five found himself wandering into a park staring almost intently at the group that was playing cricket off in the distance. Five scolded himself. He really needed to figure out something before they regrouped or he might be deemed the least helpful Doctor. Sure, he was a lot more emotional than the other Doctor, but that didn't mean anything! He was just as smart and got out of things even without his screwdriver, having previously depended on it to get him out of the stickiest of situations.
There was a rift where we showed up. Perhaps there was more of an effect than we initially thought. Maybe it wasn't just us. And so, he began looking for those who didn't belong or looked like they didn't belong, after all, what was so special about him and the Master that an unplanned anomaly would only bring them out. Unless it was a planned thing, in which case someone caused them to come out. It was just a theory and as all theories are, it could be wrong. Five found himself wandering closer to the cricket field, to the point a ball landed in front of him. One of the pitchers must have overthrown the ball. For a moment he was tempted to pick up the ball and throw it back, but a player quickly snatched it up. He smiled and quickly walked off away. No fun right now. Only work
Five found himself wandering into a park staring almost intently at the group that was playing cricket off in the distance. Five scolded himself. He really needed to figure out something before they regrouped or he might be deemed the least helpful Doctor. Sure, he was a lot more emotional than the other Doctor, but that didn't mean anything! He was just as smart and got out of things even without his screwdriver, having previously depended on it to get him out of the stickiest of situations.
There was a rift where we showed up. Perhaps there was more of an effect than we initially thought. Maybe it wasn't just us. And so, he began looking for those who didn't belong or looked like they didn't belong, after all, what was so special about him and the Master that an unplanned anomaly would only bring them out. Unless it was a planned thing, in which case someone caused them to come out. It was just a theory and as all theories are, it could be wrong. Five found himself wandering closer to the cricket field, to the point a ball landed in front of him. One of the pitchers must have overthrown the ball. For a moment he was tempted to pick up the ball and throw it back, but a player quickly snatched it up. He smiled and quickly walked off away. No fun right now. Only work
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