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[guitar_hero]

[he's standing in the somewhat cluttered now void. Though there's still limiteless black behind him. There is a sword on a stand at his right and he is in front of a panel full of switches and knobs and something that resembles a rusty old spatula mostly because it is a rusty old spatula.

There are also a series of electrodes attached to various places on his head and rigged to the console and also one on the sword.]

Good morning, boys and girls. Happy snow day.

Since it's about time to get things done, I'm conducting an experiment. This sword [he gestures at it] has been possessed by void spirits. I'm going to psychically communicate with them to figure out what exactly they want and perhaps even how to free them or even to free us. They tend to have rather detrimental effects to the psyche -- so I've heard, but not to worry. I've thought of that. [grins and taps one of the electrodes]

Keyed to detect any kind of psychic attack, these will deliver about fifty-thousand volts straight into my brain with enough force to sever the connection. Don't worry about me. I won't die.

[a pause]

But if I do, at least we'll get to see what happens when you die here.

[another pause]

Unless I regenerate in which case... spoilers. Hope I do a better job with the nose this time. Bit weird when it comes down to it.

[he takes a deep breath and lets it out]

Right.

[and he throws the rusty spatula so the machine hums to life and rests his fingertips against the naked blade. At first there is nothing-- though people with keen hearing might detect a high pitched whine that pitches higher and higher and there is the sound of breaking glass.

Then there is a hideous pop and he's thrown backwards out of frame as the console catches on fire, heat rippling through the room and other things boiling to flame too before the communicator falls and all is dark]

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[bigbadrose]

That --

[She starts off snarky, freezing when he jokes about dying or regenerating and--]

[THEN COMPLETE AND UTTER PANIC!]

DOCTOR!!!? DOCTOR!!!!

[Just grabs her jacket, phone, and a torch, already running outside, blizzard be damned.]

[Video] /threadjack

[fairysoul]

Rose! [What did Mavis say about staying inside and safe?] Wait! You might get lost in the blizzard. [Especially if she's panicking. And she's obviously panicking.]

[Video] \o/

[bigbadrose]

But!!! He's old! And stupid! And clearly in trouble!!

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[fairysoul]

Doctor? ...Are you alright?

[She doesn't really know him. But she recognizes him as one of Rose's and the other Doctor's friends.]

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[guitar_hero]

[a faint groan from somewhere but far far far away.]

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[fairysoul]

[She tries to speak louder.] Doctor, if you hear me, I need you to tell me if you need help.

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[cursed_analysis]

[Arro is going off the assumption that there is implied risk here, and the Doctor is aware of said risk. Watching the video quite intently, he's making his own records of the data, since this experiment under more controlled conditions is worth recreating. If the Doctor survives, or after he's restored; he's going to have to pick his brain on the matter later.

As far as being part of the concerned masses trying to reach him? Well Arro is clever enough to recognize a pocket dimension since his sweetheart lives in one back home, so he's not going to endeavor hard on trying to call to a man hit by such a degree of electricity, nor is he going to try and find the man. Because there's the matter of finding the way point to the void, as well as actually getting into it.]

Dear me... Doctor...Who, was it? Regardless Doctor, if you're alive I would very much like to discuss this experiment with you, after you've recovered.

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[guitar_hero]

[a groan from a distance and a word like] liver.

hungry.

jelly baby. Absholutley fried

[polyandrist]

Oh you complete bloody moron!

[Someone is so so angry that you're going to get such a slap you might regenerate after all. But not before she slaps her vortex manipulator on her wrist. She knows if he was in the TARDIS, he'd be fine, but he's not there and he's not at the Pond's house so the only other place left to be is in his office.]

[guitar_hero]

[he's perfectly fine just mostly unconscious and dazed lost in darkness with a raging fire barring the entrance. Honestly he's been in worse]

[spacepeterpan]

Whot?

[Oh no, not another Slapdash Contraption phase... he's really tried to avoid those the last couple centuries. ...with mixed results, if he's honest, but still, he gives himself an A for effort, and yet there's his future self up to his elbows in slapdashery.

Also possibly gearing up to get himself killed several different ways at once.]

Oi! That's going to be my head in the future, try and show it a little care!

[He sighs exasperatedly as everything of course ends up exploding. This is why he got out of the jiggery-pokery business. The Doctor peers at the view of darkness, trying to pick out some kind of detail, but no luck. As the console flares, though, even he can't help worrying a little.]

...where are you? Hello, can you still hear me?

[Sure, he's been through worse, but it's usually in at least somewhat more familiar circumstances, and "worse" has in fairness often gotten him killed, or at least a bit killed, and his older self seems to have enough problems as it is...]

[guitar_hero]

[there is silence and then a shuddering cough] Quoth the raven: You won't want it.

[borntolove]

Don't! Don't do it! You won't regenerate!

[Ten looks like his blood is ice and his breathing is coming in long strides]

Where are you? Doctor, where are you?!?

[Nothing in the background looks familiar. Oh, crap. Crappy, crap, crap]

Can you hear me? Doctor!

[bigbadrose]

[Grabs his hand.] Uni. Stay here. Pilot the TARDIS maybe.

[Squeezes, but runs outside into the blizzard.]

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[nightafternight]

[A stretch of time and then there's an oddly porcelain-pale with shimmering crystalline hair and eyes on the video.]

So that idea really was as stupid as it looked.

Did you die?

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[guitar_hero]

Not sure, Maetel. Got warnings. Found... word here. Something. Stupid. Successful.

[im_with_stupid]

[An under her breath soft expletive, and then she was racing for the door. She remembered to grab the coat that was by the door on her way out, but it wasn't a heavy enough coat for the blizzard. Especially since she had been in a long night shirt and no pants. And slippers. Those slippers were both gone by the time she got to the end of the block. But the Doctor... he was dying. Maybe dead. H was going to regenerate. She had to be there for him. Had to be.

A half dozen stumbles didn't stop her, though they did snow log her jacket. When it snagged on a branch, she let the tree have it and kept running.

It should worry her that she couldn't feel her feet any more. But all she could think of was the Doctor lying there. Of all the times she had seen him die. She couldn't let him die alone. Not again. No....

[spacepeterpan]

It's less than a minute after she's out the door that the Doctor's after her. Thankfully, he's got that Time Lord toughness to help him along, but it's still bloody cold, and all he's had time to throw on was a poncho, with another one grabbed up to wrap around Amy once he finds her. He's tracking her partly by the tracks she leaves, and partly with the sonic, although with the blizzard, even that's not exactly doing a perfect job of pinpointing her.

"Amelia? Amelia!"

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[scarlet_devil]

I can't believe there's someone else as foolish as Patchy when comes to dangerous experiments.

[ Remilia is shaking her head now. What an old fool. ]

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[guitar_hero]

Sounds like fun. Dangerous. Best.

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[captain_by_the_book]

[ With Mavis having called for help there's a very disgruntled Guardian making his way personally to Attleton University, what with emergency teams being busy and slowed down by the snow. He isn't quite sure what he can do, this looks like it needs a firefighter crew or two, but he's got to do something. ]

Doctor? Doctor, can you hear me? I'm on my way and so are the firefighters and an ambulance, but I need you to respond to me if you can.

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[guitar_hero]

No! No ambulance! All turn into sodding butterflies! [shouted. and language, yes, he knows but the last time that sort of thing happened he woke up cold and miserable and wanting to snog everyone]

video /threadjack

[bigbadrose]

He's not human so he doesn't trust most other medical professionals. So long as we get him out, his wife can probably take it from there and tell you what he needs.

Not me. River Song.

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[om_nom_namur]

Bruh

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[guitar_hero]

That. is. Terrifying. [he can't stop playing it]