So this is my new theory about how the Gallifrey crew survived the Time War
So once upon a time, the Eighth Doctor randomly went home for Othermass. He and Brax were opening their presents together, and both of them had presents from Romana. The Doctor’s present was a complete leatherbound set of the works of Victor Hugo.
Brax’s present was a pair of socks. Not the good kind of socks. Lumpy, oatmeal-colored wool.
So the Doctor, because being around his big brother turns him into a smug little shit, gestures with his copy of The Hunchback of Notre Dame and says, “Hey Brax, hey, did I ever tell you about the time Romana and I were tourists in Paris?”
And Brax is just like “…”
And the Doctor’s like “Yeah we wandered all around the city holding hands. And, y’know, snuggling a bit. And she laughed at all my jokes.”
And Brax is just like “…”
And the Doctor’s like “Oh but I haven’t even told you the part you’ll like best of all. Two words, big brother: Schoolgirl. Uniform. With just the cutest little hat.”
And Brax is just like “>:|<” (that is a scowly-face with a moustache, AS THOUGH YOU COULDN’T TELL)
And then the Doctor’s like “Oh look there’s another present from the Lady President and it’s a bottle of your favorite brandy… addressed to me.”
And Brax doesn’t say anything, but in his head he’s I will not erase you from time itself, oh pestilential sibling, but I’ll make you wish you had been.
And time passes, and there’s, y’know, a Time War, and the Doctor is forced, forced I say, to seal his entire species away in the Time Lock and to Angst Forevermore. And he angsts, and he angsts, and he angsts some more, allll the way up until the Fiftieth Anniversary Special (TM).
And then SUDDENLY, WITH MUCH FANFARE AND MANY TRUMPETS, the Doctor’s Doctor Sense starts to tingle, and he realizes that—le gasp! He is not the Last Of The Time Lords (TM) after all! His whole planet has just popped back into existence! He lands his TARDIS on Gallifrey, and steps out into the honest-to-Rassilon Citadel, full of honest-to-Rassilon Time Lords, and falls prostrate with disbelieving relief that he is no longer foreveralone, kissing the very soil of his homeworld!
Annnnnnd a pair of perfectly scuffless Italian leather wingtips appears in his view.
“Brax!” gushes the Doctor. ”What…how…whathow!!!”
“Hello Theta,” says Brax, coolly.
“But I…but you… whathow!!”
“Ah, yes. I believe you were under the impression that you had committed genocide of your entire species and have spent the intervening years torturing yourself with guilt?”
“You might say that, actually, yes.”
“Yes. An entirely necessary deception, I assure you. With the Daleks off chasing you, we were free to bide our time until the proper moment, then wipe them out completely and make our triumphant return to real spacetime. You didn’t think we’d entrust you with a mission that was actually important, did you?”
And the Doctor’s like “…”
“I hope your eternal suffering wasn’t too eternal.”
And the Doctor’s like “…”
“I might feel slightly guilty for devising the whole plan, otherwise.”
And the Doctor’s like “>:<%” (that is a scowly-face with a bow tie, AS THOUGH YOU COULDN’T TELL)
And then Brax is like “And oh by the way Romana and I are getting married.”
And Romana appears out of nowhere and is like “What NO. Ha ha ha no. Let’s try no, never, but do either of you know where Leela is because we’ve just won the Time War and I think that makes me entitled to some victory makeouts.”
And Brax just shrugs, with a philosophical, “Well, you can’t win ‘em all.”
[OOC: I just snorted so bad at Smug!Eight. So bad. This is lovely.
…snorted. So. Bad. Guh. ]
thatmeddlesomehussy started following youHello, dear Lady. I am Student Braxiatel. And you would be?
….aha, yes. Sorry, something just…suddenly amused me. But never mind that. You may call me… Lady Astra, if you like. A former student, and saying that, I give you my full sympathy.
thatmeddlesomehussy started following you
Maybe some do. Maybe some desire a power, a leverage, over quite a lot—over every last piece of everything around them. And then, maybe there are those who don’t. Maybe… they don’t need it. Maybe curiosity is all they need to sustain them. *smiles slightly as the other says her observations* Well, I’m sure we both know appearances have a habit of being… deceiving at times. And you seem smart enough to put pieces together where they need to be.
Then maybe…if that were the case, that would only serve to give me more cause to be wary of such individuals. After all, if it’s not power they’re seeking, not telling what they really want, is there? Some say paranoia is one of many survival techniques. Then again, it’s also been quite the downfall of many. Bit of an odd balance needed for success, don’t you think?
-Smiles at what she’ll consider a compliment.- I was top of my class, you know. Which seemed…so long ago. And doesn’t really matter anymore, none of it does. But I’m still quite good at puzzles and that certainly helps. Quite a lot, actually. As for appearances… Yes. I suppose we do.
You can choose to be wary of certain individuals. Or you can choose to ignore them. Have… faith that your abilities are far superior to their own, even if you may not have every detailed knowledge of what those are. And paranoia, well it’s.. crippling. Caution, perhaps, is a bit more… appropriate, wouldn’t you say?
So, as you are so smart… What do you think, hmm? You’ve already claimed I’m..older than appearance suggests, and well, I can say the same about you, but I know we’re not alike.
You may have a point. Being cautious rather than paranoid…may be the way to go. Though if one were to look upon my personal history, they may say I often ignore the cautious route. I acknowledge it, try to apply to it…and then that option is taken away from me quite quickly. Do hate it when that happens.
…. No. No, we’re not… Alright, so much for cautious… Based on my observations… We are different by possibly many things, but in that, similar in some things as well. But the one thing, main thing, I think that tells us apart…is the heart. Or hearts in my case… I’ve come across those of your kind before—well. A version, I should say. So many versions running about… Really a wonder how one keeps track, sometimes.
OOC: Oh, um. Back~
I’ve been away, from home I mean and only had my phone for internet but Tumblr seems too ferocious of a beast for my phone… But I’m back now. Replying to things.
Isn’t he wonderful? The only second was the co-pilot, where I’m sure when he signed on for the job, he’s forced to yell out, “SCUM!” at the sacrifices EVERY TIME HE SAW THEM.ooc: OH YES THAT CO-PILOT.
I loved him. He had some awesome lines.
“SCUM”
OOC: I love LOVE the bit where he leaves them, stops, GOES BACK JUST TO CALL THEM SCUM.
Like. REALLY?! That is dedication.
thatmeddlesomehussy started following you
Of course not. Why would I need any leverage against you? Can we not label it as simple.. curiosity?
Don’t most inspire to have leverage against all they can? To always have that upper hand. It always seems the case in my observations… But it would bold faced lie if I didn’t admit to indulging in a bit of curiosity myself. Like, take for example, my curiosity of you, and the fact that your form seems quite young, yet your eyes, like mine but not quite, seem much older.
-Tilts her head to study the other for a moment, and inhales softly, eyebrows raised ever so slightly.- And then… There’s the slight… Very subtle aroma of…blood. As they say. Curiouser and curiouser.
Maybe some do. Maybe some desire a power, a leverage, over quite a lot—over every last piece of everything around them. And then, maybe there are those who don’t. Maybe… they don’t need it. Maybe curiosity is all they need to sustain them. *smiles slightly as the other says her observations* Well, I’m sure we both know appearances have a habit of being… deceiving at times. And you seem smart enough to put pieces together where they need to be.
Then maybe…if that were the case, that would only serve to give me more cause to be wary of such individuals. After all, if it’s not power they’re seeking, not telling what they really want, is there? Some say paranoia is one of many survival techniques. Then again, it’s also been quite the downfall of many. Bit of an odd balance needed for success, don’t you think?
-Smiles at what she’ll consider a compliment.- I was top of my class, you know. Which seemed…so long ago. And doesn’t really matter anymore, none of it does. But I’m still quite good at puzzles and that certainly helps. Quite a lot, actually. As for appearances… Yes. I suppose we do.
thatmeddlesomehussy started following you
Yes, I suppose you’re right. Enough time passes, secrets are made… But there’s usually a reason one wants to stay hidden. *grins* Hmm?
… You seem very interested to find out. Slightly amused by that. But it also makes me slightly wary … You wouldn’t happen to want to obtain some sort of leverage to use against me, would you?
Of course not. Why would I need any leverage against you? Can we not label it as simple.. curiosity?
Don’t most inspire to have leverage against all they can? To always have that upper hand. It always seems the case in my observations… But it would bold faced lie if I didn’t admit to indulging in a bit of curiosity myself. Like, take for example, my curiosity of you, and the fact that your form seems quite young, yet your eyes, like mine but not quite, seem much older.
-Tilts her head to study the other for a moment, and inhales softly, eyebrows raised ever so slightly.- And then… There’s the slight… Very subtle aroma of…blood. As they say. Curiouser and curiouser.
thatmeddlesomehussy started following you
… Romanadvoratrelundar. Though most tend to call me Romana. Those that I actually reveal my name rather than an alias to. Strange I chosen to do so.
You don’t like revealing your name? Hmm, any particular reason why, Romana?
-Smiles somewhat.- One often hides their true identity when they wish not to be detected. Which I suppose fits me at the moment. For now.
Yes, I suppose you’re right. Enough time passes, secrets are made… But there’s usually a reason one wants to stay hidden. *grins* Hmm?
… You seem very interested to find out. Slightly amused by that. But it also makes me slightly wary … You wouldn’t happen to want to obtain some sort of leverage to use against me, would you?
thatmeddlesomehussy started following you
… Romanadvoratrelundar. Though most tend to call me Romana. Those that I actually reveal my name rather than an alias to. Strange I chosen to do so.
You don’t like revealing your name? Hmm, any particular reason why, Romana?
-Smiles somewhat.- One often hides their true identity when they wish not to be detected. Which I suppose fits me at the moment. For now.
