http://lone-defender.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] lone-defender.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fracturedrp2011-01-28 11:38 pm

Mending the Rift

The universe was crumbling again. Once again at the source of it all was a crack...and once again, it wasn't a problem any one person could fix. Rose would have almost felt nostalgic, if it didn't mean they weren't all about to die again. Since the original shock wave, she'd been spending most of her time working with the metacrisis Doctor, trying to figure out just what happened, and what they could do to fix it.

As it was, their closest guesses still hadn't gotten far enough to fix anything by the time the Rift started to fracture. Fortunately, they weren't the only ones looking. Everyone was, including that strange blue suited Doctor who kept mostly to himself and never stopped looking for a way to fix the universes.

During the chaos, they both ran into each other and exchanged notes. Now that it's settled, they had a plan...but even with a Doctor, a Rose, a Metacrisis and two TARDISes between them, they still needed help.

Lacking a sub-wave network, they did the next best thing. They parked in Cardiff, and sent their own number a fax.

NEED YOUR HELP. HAVE FIX FOR SPLINTERING RIFT.

It wouldn't alert everyone, certainly, but any Doctors--or helpful people--it missed ought to spot the two TARDISes parked under the Rift enough to come and investigate on their own.

[OOC: Another gathering post, people. The details are in the OOC board. Sections will be updated as necessary! Other than that, the usual thread-jacking rules apply, with the exception that only the people in each group can communicate with each other.]
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[personal profile] bluesuit_handy 2011-03-05 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
"...Thank you." Handy was surprised - he knew Rose's attitude toward even letting him in the TARDIS, so he genuinely had not expected that she would do that for him and the meta-meta. He was glad, though, that she'd waited until the meta-meta was out of the room before she'd said anything about it, as Handy knew he'd have to work even harder to keep the blond's hands off the console if he was aware he wouldn't be shocked for it anymore.

"Oh!" he said, remembering and stepping quickly toward the screen. "I think I found it - we found it, the meta-meta helped." He gestured toward the calculations on the screen.