fracturedrp | It's a Wild Wild Life

Current Location: Central Park, New York City
Current Music: Wild, Wild Life - Talking Heads

It's a Wild Wild Life

When: After a trip to California
Where: Central Park, New York.
Who: OTA

What:

The Rift has been active once again and Jack has taken a small group with him to of all places Central Park. It was nice to have localized activity above the HUB it was easier to find but it made the immortal uneasy.

Jack turned around with his Webley in one hand. He listened to his cheerleader under the HUB giving him and the others directions. The energy signal is a strange one that is leading him closer towards the Central Park zoo. It's a bright sunny day with families and tourists flocking over to see the exhibits.

"Hey, is anyone feeling a little strange?" Jack turns his head around and with an influx of people in the area he reholsters the gun. "Please, let's try not to cause anyone to panic." He tells the people with him and with a motion of his hand he gives a silent order to put the guns away. He pushes himself through the turn-style and he begins to make his way through the mass of people who are enjoying the warm weather.

'Careful Jack, you're getting closer to it's location. It's located in a far corner of the zoo grounds.' Toshiko says, through the commlink to everyone on the surface.

"I promise someone that we can do some guns a wavin," Jack jokes, but the matter is far from one as his hand slides into the pocket of his greatcoat when he pushes through a group of onlookers near a group of flamingos.

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"Yes, it does rather."

"Well, then, let's see what's disturbing them," the Master offered, again.

He pushed away from his tree and began walking towards the energy signal. He skirted around the children, parents, and school teachers thronging around. Looking up, the Master noted that the closer he got to the energy source, the fewer birds were around.

"I wonder why it's just the birds being affected . . ."

"That's a very good question. I don't know."

The question only gets odder, when he turns around a corner and finds the ground littered with tiny sparrows. Frowning, he steps around the birds, slowly edging closer.

"And what does it say about me that I'm hungry now?

"Bloody sparrows, looking all tasty like that . . ."

"That you need to eat, I presume," his other self countered, distractedly. "You might as well take what advantage you can of the situation."

He wasn't really paying much attention. He was begin to feel a bit odd, as if something was in the air. If he was given to romanticism, he would have described it as a sensation of creeping intrepidation.

"Well, yes. That too." The Master chuckles, than snatches at a nearby bird.

. . . and there is now a big black snake curled up where the Master was. It looks as confused as a snake can get.

The Master noticed the creeping sensation increased as he moved forward. He turned to watch the other Master eat and blinked in genuine surprise! The Master was gone, his space occupied by a black snake. The Master held out his scanner to take a reading of the animal and flinched. Spots had formed on his hands and a fine down seemed to be growing on the backs of them.

Eyes widening in horror, the Master ran his tongue over his teeth. Fangs were definitely forming. Impossible! He'd cured the Cheetah!virus, defeating the damn thing! There had been no indication in any bioscan that it was lying dormant! But, there was no denying the spots on the Master's body or the fur growing on his hands.

As the transformation completed, the Master let out an enraged yowl.

"Well, thisss isss interessting. Might explain a few thingsss, like where thosse ssparrowsss came from.

"Mmm, ssparrow ssoundsss real good right now . . ."

"Interesting is not the word I would choose," the Master growled, rolling around the ground. "These clothes were not designed for cheetahs! I'm glad I wear them a bit loose! Damn Doctor. This is his fault!"

The Master let out another yowl, venting his frustration.

"I'd say it's the fault of whoever or whatever left a shapechanging device in the middle of the zoo."

"The Doctor," the Master growled, bunching the muscles of his shoulders and stretching. "We must find the Doctor. Hunt him!"

The Master was growling, but he was purring as well.

"And than what, hmm?" He cocks his head curiously. "Even if he hassn't changed and you can recognize him, ssso what? Attacking him won't make thingsss better."

Not recognize the Doctor? The Master can't even imagine such a thing! He only knew his clothes were hot and uncomfortable. His instincts were driving him to hunt and stalk, which fit well with his desire to find the Doctor. He stalked around in a small circle, growling and hissing.

"Won't it? You have no urge to seek him? If he isn't changed, he can change us back! If he is, well..." the Master stops, uncertainly. "We should find him!"

"If he isss a supposse three headsss are better than two." He makes whatever the serpentine version of a shrug is and absently tastes the air. "Thisss way, I think."

The Master growled softly, facing in the direction his self indicated. He hunched down, ready to spring into a run, but then stopped, looking over. He realized there was no way his other self would be able to keep up. The Master went over and crouched down next to the other Master.

"Crawl up. You'll have to ride," he instructed.

The Master slithers onto his younger self's back, curling around him like a belt.

"Thisss feels really sstrange."

"Yes, but it will be faster. Hang on tight!" he warned, then sprang into a run, causing nearby Humans to scatter, their terrified screams sounding in his ear.

The Master ignored them, though his instincts howled at ignoring such soft, easy prey. He ran, but not at full speed, trying to keep to a steady lope. He knew cheetahs generally ran extremely fast for very short periods, but that wouldn't do for his purpose.

"You'll have to help. I need your sense of smell!"

"Don't cheetahsss have a good ssensse of ssmell?" He sighs. "There are sseveral of them here . . . try a left."

"No, but they have excellent vision," the younger Master explained. "Left, yes."

(ooc:

bluesuit_handy is going to join us, first, then we're going to try and pull in

best_temp and her Doctor, if that's okay?)

"It'sss been too long ssince I wasss you, I can't remember the virus well anymore."

Andrew has finally retrieved Märet, who isn't handling the situation well at all. After some cajoling, he's gotten the meta-meta to climb onto him and hold on, so at least he's no longer worried about the little blond mouse getting stepped on or lost.

He hears some fresh screaming and lifts his head to sniff the air, his instincts screaming at him to run. They've been screaming that for a while, though.

The Master kept going. His sense of smell wasn't the best, but he was still part Time Lord, mentally, at least. Something, at least, screamed Doctor to him, when he saw the capybara running loose.

"The Doctor," the Master growled, still purring.

Running faster, he pounced, aiming for the smaller animal.

"Don't hurt them, that'll jusst make thingsss worsse.

"Which onesss are you, than?"

So, what is he going to be?

A cheetah. :D

Oh yes, of course :D

Re: Oh yes, of course :D

When should we do it?

I'm ready, when you are. :D

I was ready yesterday! :D

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So, you have a Doctor for us?

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Then they can step in whenever they want

predators, meet giant rodent and little rodent

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Oh great :D