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Not my decision my dear, trust me. Were it to me, I would simply be far less anything at all. Nothing- if we were to be very specific. I'm ... well, I'm certainly a presence and beholden to my same rules, but I am entirely mortal as well. Really something of a fascinating dichotomy.

A bit of his own fun?

What with the slaughtering of teams and can I touch your face?

... Another timeline. Goodness I should be expecting them by now.

If you really like, certainly.

[hands to your face. and now your cheeks are getting mushed around]

Well, it's all really the same sort of timeline, and from what was going on from what I was told when I got back from my time with Foreman, Clockmaker's death seemed to have put a bit of a spin on the whole space-time continuum, so it really shouldn't be any surprise that there are branches and off-shoots and the like and blimey, you did luck out in the getting a young face department, considering your actual age. I hope you know.

--well, I say lucked out, but mostly I mean that in the aesthetic sense since I'm sure going another... oh... fifty? sixty? possibly seventy? years wouldn't be what you're looking for... [pokes and pinches skin but not enough to hurt] Still. All the elasticity of youth, which frankly, I'm becoming a bit envious of already.

[Pulled and poked enough to distort words every now and then, but he seems to take it in extremely bright humor if not a little excited himself by it.]

Oh I wouldn't even call them branches to much as a bit of a forest, given there was nothing to even keep it in any sort of a reasonable semblance of coherent order on the day to day basis, you can imagine just how mooshy the rest of it all got. What I remember was hardly a clean victory but it was ages more than most of the people here. Given the only people here are dead, I kind of find that encouraging that I AM one of the few who remembers what I do.

Lucky, perhaps, I really do wish there was a good mirror about. I am just dreadfully curious so to what I'd actually look like in this form. I mean, I know what I have TAKEN before but that's an entirely different deck of cards.

Oooh, I like that metaphor--very good visual.

[rubbing at temples before making the curls go sproing sproing]

But that is one way to look at the whole mess that killing the god of time for that place would make. Still, I'm glad to hear that there was success in at least one timeline. Be a bit depressing if it were otherwise. As it stands, you were able to help get a number of people out despite the chaos and carnage. Trigger, Rose, and I and some others managed to live quite well outside of the whole thing for ooooh it's hard to tell what with travelling around in a TARDIS and such, but I'd say somewhere around two years...? Ish?

But as for a mirror--considering how many people seem to know about Sabra La Tau here, I'm guessing no one's been none too liking towards having such a thing anywhere in the area. You might be better off with staring at a window at night or something of that nature.

Oh yes, I'm quite aware of the emotional tie ins around that particular one. It's really why I haven't pursued it terribly far. Though I hadn't thought of that. There are a few just put in, I'll have to give that a try-

... Ah, well that's closely akin to what I was considering a likely best case scenario.

Two years though, I don't even have to comment on the nature of the luck in that one.

I'm clever like that--always full of ideas.

[pokes at nose before moving to tweak ears]

Abysmal luck, you can say. Should've been longer, and I'm going to have to deal with the idea that I've left certain things behind--I'll be quite the opposite of clever and full of ideas at that point, so you'll have to forgive me for that--but until then, I'm mostly satisfied that at least the battleship didn't crash and spill lethal radiation onto a planet of millions.

--not so satisfied about the getting hit by Trigger part which is bound to happen eventually, but first, I'll need to trade her back the gun for my screwdriver--I did miss it considerably while in the caves, so being parted with it again was terrible. However temporary it turned out to be.

Wait wait, not the ears. That's a no go territory, my dear. Still too firmly abused to even invite exploration.

... Oh EXCELLENT. Wait no, specificity: Not excellent that you died, though mind you that does seem a worth cause if one HAS to go, but more on the point of interest. Do you know much about radiation? I've only gotten a tiny bit of information on it and am awfully curious on the whole matter.

Well yes, I'm sure you could imagine why the King was a bit fussy about it being in. I really couldn't have managed to help on the big ones like that.

Abused? Have you been getting into trouble here? Motherly ear-boxing? I've always hated that method. Jackie, Rose's mum, was always a bit quick to use it.

[eyebrow investigation in congruence with cranial structure feeling around--like a head massage almost]

And it's not as though I don't understand why my sonic was taken--after all. I'm clever. I did more with a pair of shirts and some twine than most people would think was possible.

--but as for radiation! I know plenty on the subject--considering that's how my third incarnation died--but beyond that, essentially, humans can withstand certain levels of radiation but too much can kill them. UV-radiation, for example, the type that comes from certain spectrums of sunlight, is generally harmless as long as a planet's got a decent ozone layer--for Earth, about 97% or so of that type of radiation is blocked, but even still you can see the effects of someone being too exposed to it--sunburns and such. Nasty things. Always itchy when the skin starts to peel.

Which could be what happened with that place--ozone layer simply ffft! up and fried. Though of course, that's from a scientific point of view and certainly I know enough about the stories of the gods there to know it may or may not apply.

Flash fried, actually. Lost some 80 percent of the world's population in just that moment - an incredible solar burst - preserving just that continent to attempt rescue efforts was just an inordinate drain of energy.

But less about that, I was thinking more along the lines of ionizing radiation. Or really just the sheer amazing fact that they harnessed latent energy in what one would consider mere elements. Granted, horrifyingly dangerous, but the sort of gutsy sheer command of everything they DISCOVER is just brilliant.

Oh oh oh oh oooohhhh that radiation! [hands are dropping and going into his pockets while he bounces on the balls of his feet a bit] Gamma radiation--very terrifying, really. I haven't a clue where humans picked up discovering it--well, no, that's a lie I mean. can I really help that they keep picking up the smallest things I mention on the occasion? I mean, really--but brilliant little things they are--well... terrible... brilliant... but terrible... clever for all the wrong reasons...

But yes, no. Completely agreed. Humans. What a silly, ingenuous, terrifying lot!

--speaking of which, congratulations on at least having a structure very much similar to that of a Homo sapien. Takes some getting used to, I can tell you that much.

Edited 2012-03-31 17:22 (UTC)

Oh they manage the right reasons now and then, it just doesn't seem to be so terribly profound as when they stumble over the wrong ones just oh, laying in the dirt.

There ARE some genetic divergences between those of my planet and Homo sapien. I've never been able to tell myself, but Uncle was very excited about the whole thing when he went prodding the first time. I imagine that would account for the variables at least...

But my Word, yes. I really had absolutely no idea. Well I had a very scholarly one, but you just don't understand things like - oh - the visible light spectrum until it commands a fair portion of your conscious and unconscious attention. And tactile sensation! Really underrated, I have to say.

Oh, they're exceptionally good at the accidentally stumbling over the wrong things. Remind me to tell you about my companions and their constant wandering off.

[and we'll just politely side-step the whole sentient-species experimentation there...]

Personally, I'm still sometimes a bit disappointed that the five senses aren't as sharp as a Time Lord's, but then again, there's the whole new experience with trying out and seeing if certain foods and objects still taste, smell, feel the same--like bananas. Still love bananas. And pears are decent enough, I suppose, but I'm biased against them on principle.

Still! Most people don't know what it's like not to have a body, so that's always fascinating--not too much of an overload, I trust?

Pears? Really?

I've had some time to get adjusted, but I'm still utterly blindsided now and then - so to speak - by sensation. Hard to recover from that in a graceful manner. It's just incredible how directly built in it all is to the whole of the consciousness. Incredibly different than what I was used to for well... the whole of my life, as it were.

At least you've gotten some experience there... I must say I'm now extremely disappointed I can't take jaunts out into some of the more technologically developed worlds. Or even thaumatically. So much I'd like to re-experience, honestly.

Never liked them before the meta-crisis incident. So. Principlely... though if I really wanted to stick it to "my brother", so to speak--that's how I referred to him back home, anyway. It'd just be weird to say "progenitor" when you're essentially the same person, just different bodies and--well. Donna's DNA...--I could suddenly develop a liking for them...

But you'll have to try all sorts before you get the hang of it. Are you ticklish anywhere? A terrible thing when people exploit that--guard it with your life.

[and then. p-pauses. as if he's just realized something]

... oh no.

It's already been found. It's a bit like what we were talking about with them finding all of the th-

Oh no?

... linearity.

Now, now, you do have to actually express the equation for the answer to make sense to anyone else. It's a bit like showing off a magnet without any iron handy.

[nooooooooooooooooo it's all terrible again!]

Time Lord brain--I'm not used to living in a linear timeline. I'm more used to the wibbly wobbly... timey... wimey... ness--going back and forth and often having to froghop over my past-selves--I had just gotten the TARDIS coral all grown and back to travelling space and time after all that time living linearly in Sabra La Tau--it's cruel and unusual for a Time Lord!

... though I supposed I don't go as easily stir-crazy anymore because of my human DNA. Bits. Pieces.

But linearity--!

There's at least one god here who has little regard for it. Find you her good favor and you might be able to slip in and out of the threads a bit, if it's absolutely necessary for your mental health.

... that does remind me, there's that slight detail of us all being brought here by our hosts who are fending off a dying planet. If this story sounds familiar, just stop me now.

Dying? Really?

... another?

--you'd think they'd get more creative than the whole pulling in helpless victims tactic...

I daresay it's not so much creativity but all they seem to have access to. Though it may be a little bit less dying as drowning in its own life.

Either way, whatever civilization or traditionally sentient population existed long enough to model gods is certainly entirely extint.

Drowning in its own life. Oooh, that just makes me curious. Shall I go investigating that?

--no... no, wait. First things first.

There aren't any games here, are there? I really don't like having repeats. I still have nightmares of that time Queen plopped a goat heart in front of me...

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