-Apple-

Eyes of Fire and I were sitting in this purple motorboat in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, underneath a canopy of the brightest stars I had seen since the last time I'd been to the Dog Star Galaxy. How we got there is a very long story, but to make it short, Vortex manipulators need better coordinate-finders.... Anyhow, I was looking out for any signs of land when I heard the sound of flapping wings, and I whirled around and saw something that looked like a stone statue fall into the sea with a loud splash. Fish scattered. I rushed to the edge of the boat and peered over into the depths. "What's that? Did you see it, Eyes of Fire?" He shook his head solemnly and yawned. I continued looking at where the statue had fallen, but nothing could be seen throught the dark murky depths. Just when I was about to assume that it had been some sort of stone-coloured diving sea bird, there was a thump behind me, and the weight of the boat shifted. I turned around, and there in the middle of the boat was something-- someone who had not been there before. She picked herself up off the floorboards and looked around with a mildly surprised look on her face.

"Who are you and what are you doing in a purple motorboat at night in the middle of the ocean with a tiger?" she asked.

"I was going to ask you the same!" I retorted. "And Eyes of Fire is NOT a tiger, he's a Bengal Panjagopard." Eyes of Fire growled softly, but he didn't look as if he thought the intruder was dangerous. The intruder looked at him with her eyebrows raised.

"My name's Sally Sparrow, and-- wait a minute! What year is this?"

"1937, or thereabouts. You alright?" I had asked that last question because Sally had gone white. Her face quickly returned to normal, but she still looked shocked.

She whispered to herself, "Angels. Oh, how am I ever going to get back?" I was about to reply that if she would stop being so mysterious I might consider not throwing her to the sharks, but I was interrupted by a loud whistling noise, and looking up I saw one of those small planes that had recently been invented come flying down towards the sea. Just before it crashed into the waves it burst into fire, and I could see the dark shape of land behind it. I pulled out my sonic paintbrush and pointed it at the motorboat's engine, and we were soon speeding towards the wreckage. Sally sat quietly in the middle of the boat, muttering to herself. When we got close enough, I slowed down, and something moved in the floating wreckage.
It pulled itself up and stood shakily on top of the slowly sinking plane, peering over at us in the bright starlight. It looked like a woman.

"Noonan's dead," she said. "I shan't get to Howland with this plane, that's for sure. Who're you?"

"Apple, Eyes of Fire, and Sally. What's your name?" I said, so curious about who she could be that I gave our names without even wondering what she would make of the two strange (and one normal) names. She stumbled towards our boat over the wreckage, and Sally helped her into the boat, where the the woman promptly sat down. She offered Sally her hand to shake, and said, "The name's Amelia. Amelia Earhart." 

It was then that I heard a familiar sound: the sound of a TARDIS landing close by...with the brakes still on. 

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Okay, so in case you didn't understand the first part, it was a weeping angel that Apple saw fall into the sea, and it fell as a stone statue all the way down to the sea bottom. It took about 70 years for the angel to make its way back up to the top again without being seen by any fish, and when it did it just so happened that Sally Sparrow was above it, taking a cruise ship to somewhere-or-other. The rest is history.

Hope you like it! (John F.Q. will post his bit in the morning as soon as he can.....) 

--Allan--

It all started when I was sitting in a huge red gondola, musing about how purple was probably the strangest colour I had ever seen on a boat. The sun was comfortably warm, and the seat beneath me had very comfortable cushions. Suddenly, I saw a glint of metal on the shore, and peering over to see what it was, I saw..... the Master? Oh no, it couldn't possibly be time! I had only started this go-through of the universe a few years ago! The Master spoke as if he could read my mind, "But it is time. Come now, and save the end of humanity."

"No! I won't! It's not time yet!" I swung around to tell the gondolier to go faster, to get away from the shore, but all he did was push the gondola closer to the Master. It was then that I noticed; the gondolier had the Master's face. I looked around frantically to call for help, but everyone I could see had the Master's face, even a little child on the street.

They struck up a deep chant, in the rhythm of four drumbeats. "It is time. There is no escape. It is time. No escape." 

Panicking, I jumped overboard, hoping to find refuge in the water, but something grabbed my feet and pulled me down. Just as I was about to go unconcious, I woke up. The warm sun seemed chill, but my gondolier was once again a tall, broadfaced man with a long black beard. Nothing strange about that. Still scared by my dream, I paid the gondolier and set off for my apartment, my most recent home in a fairly peaceful place.

As I was going up to my room, the man at the desk said in his thick transylvanian accent, "Zere is a letter for you, zir." I took the letter and examined it. It was in a plain white envelope, with no address, no return address, and no name.

"Who gave this to you?" I asked.

"Ze president's vife, zir," he replied.

"But the president has no wife! Not yet, at least. I wonder . . . ,"  I muttered to myself as I climbed the stairs up to my room.

I shut the door, and tore open the top of the mysterious envelope. Inside was one piece of normal almost-blank paper. On it was written: Venetian Catacombs, 1938, underneath the Santa Rosa. Hurry, River Song

 Well, that explains the president's wife! I thought, and chuckled to myself. Just then, the door to my room was pounded on from the outside, and it began to bulge inwards from the pressure.

"Jo Blo Mo Go Ro Fo!" A rough voice said from outside. Judoon! I thought, and I ran for my Vortex Manipulator, thinking as hard as I could about the destination specified in River Song's letter, trying to remember if I had made my VM psychic or not. It turns out I had, because I reached my Vortex Manipulator, which had been sitting on my bedpost, just as the door crashed inwards, and as soon as I touched my VM, I was off in space-time again! I landed in the same position that I had touched my VM in, which meant that I was about a foot in the air. I landed heavily.

"My goodness! I keep forgetting to set the lateral stabilizers!" I said. It was pitch dark in the catacombs, and I rummaged around in my pockets for some light. After several minutes of rummaging through my constantly changing pockets, I pulled out my trusty Slightly Slushy Psychic Slime, and asked it to give me some light. It glowed brightly, and took its favourite form, that of a small puppy.

"Good dog!" I said, looking around for River Song. She wasn't there yet and I was beginning to feel a bit peckish, so I rummaged through my pockets again and came up with a large box. It was doubtlessly from one of those futuristic shops I had visited a few years ago, and I opened the box and came upon a small mountain of packaging. Within the packaging was another box, and inside that was yet more packaging, there was almost a whole boatload of bubble wrap and plastic in there! I finally came upon five small packets that looked like teabags. They were, in fact, the same size as teabags.

"What a waste!" I exclaimed to the Slightly Slushy Psychic Slime, looking at the piles of plastic wrap I had just gone through to find these tiny packages. I read the labels on these packages. Two of the packages read, "Powdered Mint Tea For All Your Purposes! On the Go!", and two others were powdered milk. The last package read, "Powdered Cup! Just Mix With Your Choice Of Our Already Packaged Mint Tea And Add Water! It's Almost Like Over-Excessive Not-Yet-Invented Technology!" I almost laughed out loud at this, but I followed the instructions anyways, and soon I was sitting on the cold dank floor of a Venetian catacomb, sipping powdered milk-and-tea out of a powdered cup. I waited for River Song.

"She isn't usually late," I remarked to myself, and that was when I heard a low humming noise. Something materialized slowly in the darkness, and a square of blue light came out of nowhere and lit up the nearest section of hallway. An old, rusted cyberman advanced towards me, and I turned to run.

"You are not compatible! Delete! Delete!"

Suddenly the group of Judoon materialized around me, and one of them shot the cyberman, which exploded. Another Judoon approached me, and putting on a translator it said, "Where is the criminal Melody Pond?" Before I could reply, the voice of River Song came from above.

"Right here!" 

The Judoon looked up, and there above us was a large grate in the low ceiling. River Song's feet could be seen, and a minute later the grate had been blasted apart, and River Song jumped lightly down from the ruined ceiling to stand beside me.

She brandished her guns, and said, "Hello, boys!"

While the Judoon surrounded us,  she whispered to me, "Sorry about all the trouble, but I have to tell you, the cybermen are waking up and there is a price on the Doctor's head in the Black Market."

"And there was no way to get that information to me without getting me almost killed by a cyberman and rounded up by a bunch of Judoon? You did manage to send me a letter, after all."

Then I heard the sound of the Doctor's TARDIS, its familiar wheezing filled the small room. River Song muttered, "Why does he always leave the brakes on? The show-off!"

"Show-off yourself!" I said as the TARDIS materialized over us.

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Sorry about how long this is, I was struck by inspiration yesterday and it ran away with itself.... If you don't like this we can change it. 

DON'T LET IT DIE!!!!!

-Apple-

After the Doctor let me and the others into the TARDIS, he pulled a lever and then opened the door and in came River Song and Allan. Allan looked the same as the last time I had seen him when Daleks were invading Scotland, just as annoyingly mysterious as ever. I stuck my tongue out at him while River and the Doctor were talking, and then the Doctor pulled another lever.

He looked confused. "What? Why aren't we moving?" 

The older guy who'd already been in the TARDIS when I had come in rushed to the door and yelled, "Doctor!"

The Doctor went over to look, and I followed him. Outside the TARDIS it looked like a dry, barren wasteland.  "Ohhhhhh! Someone's been messing with my ship!"

"How so?" I asked, hoping he didn't mean me. I had only been twisting a few hopefully unimportant wires together, it was the sort of thing I did without thinking, but I certainly wasn't going to make anyone blame me if I could help it.

"Someone, somewhere down there in the corridors, twiddled with the circuits! Dylan, we never left Telos! The TARDIS materialised in three places all at once!"  

Well THAT's confusing, I thought. The older guy whom the Doctor had called Dylan stepped out of the TARDIS, and River asked, "Are you sure you didn't just turn the brakes off for once?" The Doctor shook his head.

Allan, who had been looking confused ever since he'd stepped into the TARDIS, suddenly broke in. “Wait, you're the Doctor? I haven't met you in this regeneration before! I'm Allan, in case you forgot. The Doctor grinned suddenly and shook Allan's hand.

“Why Allan! It's all coming back to me now! It's good to see you again!”

Bored, I stepped out of the TARDIS and immediately the scene changed. I was back on the wrecked plane in the middle of the ocean. The plane was starting to sink, so I quickly jumped back inside the TARDIS.

"Where's your tiger?" asked Dylan. I looked around for a tiger, and then realized Dylan was talking about Eyes of Fire. He's not "mine", and he's not a tiger! I thought to myself as I looked around for my friend. Sure enough, he wasn't there.

"Eyes of Fire? He's... gone! He didn't come through with me!" I was pretty certain Eyes of Fire had stayed in the TARDIS while I had stepped out, but he wasn't anywhere in sight. Maybe he'd gone off down one of the corridors. I sure hoped so, because I was beginning to feel unsure as to when I had last seen him.

Everyone looked baffled, until the Doctor suddenly exclaimed, "Hang on....not three, but FOUR places!!! Grab hands!"

Utterly confused, I did as he said, and the Doctor pulled us through the doorway. We were on a battlefield? This was getting more confusing by the minute. The Doctor said something but I didn't hear what it was, and suddenly gunfire started blaring out through the misty morning air. I skipped backwards into the TARDIS as quickly as I could and hoped the doctor had been right when he talked about Mongol hordes and elephant stampedes not getting through the TARDIS walls. I watched the others from the safety of the TARDIS's open doorway, they seemed to be discussing where they should go next. Suddenly, Amelia Earhart pushed the Doctor aside and then fell down clutching at her arm. I ran out of the TARDIS and skidded to a stop beside Sally.

“What happened?” I asked, looking carefully at Amelia, who was gasping in pain on the ground. Everyone looked shocked, but Sally especially so.

“I think she was shot!” she exclaimed, her face white.

Amelia Earhart gasped, “There was...a bullet...heading for the...Doctor.....Can't...stand by and...let someone else....get hurt.” She obviously hasn't travelled with the Doctor before, I thought, although she wasn't at all awed by the inside of the TARDIS.... The Doctor knelt down beside Amelia.

“Stay still, and we'll get you to one of the Red Cross tents over there.”

River Song scoffed at this. “Doctor, it's 1862. In these days some of the cures are worse than the symptoms! They use leeches! And how do you propose to get her all the way over there without moving her?”

Allan stepped in. “It's not as if we've got anywhere better to go. The TARDIS is stuck in four different places at once or something like that, and I don't think the Doctor has an operating room in there, do you?” The Doctor shook his head.

“If I did, it would have to be somewhere too far away from the control room for me to have already found it. The tents are our best choice.”

So Dylan, River Song, Allan, and the Doctor picked up Amelia's shoulders and feet and carried her to the nearest tent, and Sally and I wandered behind, looking around cautiously in case any more stray bullets came whizzing by. Sally's face was still white, and I kept getting distracted, wondering where Eyes of Fire could be. In a few minute we were at the entrance to the tent, and I watched from behind as a middle-aged woman in a nurse's uniform came out. Seeing Amelia wounded she glanced curiously at the Doctor, Dylan, and Allan, and when her eye fell on River Song she positively gaped, but she ushered them into the tent all the same.

I was about to follow when she stuck out her arm sternly and said, “I don't know what a child like you is doing out here on this field of battle, but I'm not allowed to stand for any nonsense. These are wounded people, and as soon as your friend has been assigned a bed you must all get out and leave the healing to the experts.” Then she smiled slyly, and continued. “That's what Mother Hilda would say, but if you're quiet and don't disturb anyone who doesn't want to be disturbed you'll be fine.”

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Sorry the new bit is so short, I mostly wanted to get Apple's view of this down so as to have another view of the confusing parts, and I can't think of what should happen next. Moss, write something from Casey Osgood's point of view soon! She must come into the story somewhere!

I hope I did Clara's personality right, I'm pretty sure that if she's going to be in the rest of the adventure she can't be to “nursey” or else she wouldn't even step inside the TARDIS....

Allan looks 30 years old so I don't understand why the Doctor would refer to him as a boy, and Eyes of Fire is a he, but this is a great start to the adventure! It could be Apple or someone else who rewired the TARDIS, and there are still cybermen and a price on the Doctor's head to figure out later in the story!

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Ok, ok peeps! I'll post. I've been super busy with people over, and people are over right now. I'll try to post a bit later today/tomorrow. Plus school and track... I seriously don't have the time I did for RPs during the week. Well, at least for the next two weeks. Just on Fridays and weekends, and then when track ends I'll be good. But then finals to study for and agh... sorry :P

This is annoying me how everyone is going around on other completely non-related threads and posting links to this thread.

Great, you started a Doctor Who RP. You can do whatever you want on this thread but PLEASE do not post links on other threads!

I don't know if it's just me, but it seems really annoying. Some people (like myself) have never even watched Doctor Who or don't even know what it is.

Plese stop badgering everyone to try to get them to join your RP.