http://stuffyoldlord.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] stuffyoldlord.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fracturedrp2011-03-16 09:28 pm

The Call

As the 'day' of the appointment arrives, relative to the council on Gallifrey's time, the Time Lords make good on the unspoken threats in their invitations. Those who do not arrive are hunted, tracked through the universe by the very machines they flee in.

Ripples and disturbances in time, abominations and paradoxes, fixed points and impossibilities, these are the easiest to find and to track, but the truly clever and resourceful--and sometimes the lucky--might just avoid the sweeping hands of Gallifrey and its hounds.

Yet, those with metacrises born of this December's crisis will find the further they try to run away from Gallifrey, the more difficult it becomes. As if the rift itself is acting up, every step in the wrong direction brings increasing agony upon the metacrises, and even upon their counterparts the strain is that of walking further than their mental leashes allow.

You may run, but how long can you hide from the call of the Time Lords?

[OoC: The time has come to face the music. Another post will be made for the actual Council meeting, but threading out attempted or successful escapes, captures, or even willing arrivals will be made here. Thread-jumping will be allowed only within reason, considering the differing time and space between the threads.

Remember: If you didn't participate in All Hands plot and land yourself with a metacrisis, you can choose to escape with some cleverness on the part of your character. If you do have a metacrisis, however, capture and arriving on Gallifrey is inevitable.]

[identity profile] onlytheblue.livejournal.com 2011-03-19 12:52 pm (UTC)(link)
It had never been a question of whether he would answer the call. Yes, things had gone badly in the War, and he would be horrified to think that the Gallifrey that eventually fell would suddenly arrive...and even before then Summons rarely bore good news...but it was his responsibility to see whether the Time Lords of this parallel universe walked the same or similar path to most, and to find answers about why they would be orchestrating a mass summons.

Well, the second was less of an obligation and more curiosity. It just wasn't something that they usually did. Of course, when the time came, he dropped off his two--with much complaints from them--somewhere safe, first. He might be endangering himself, but he would only endanger himself.

Well.

Himself and the very, very stubborn Rose that demanded she come along with him. Only because he had a strong feeling she would stowaway and get herself hurt worse if he didn't comply.

And yet, for all his apprehension, stepping foot once more on this old planet, this home he'd left so very, very long ago...

Oh, it was something else.