"Yes, actually I do have two," Inquirer, the female AI/golem puts in
(drawing a few glances of surprise from several of the people). "You said
something that I don't quiet understand. Something that involves a lack
of....well...knowledge that several fans of Dr. Who would perhaps have!
What did you mean when you, Agent 1, said: 'If you enter in a signal
you'll find that it will generate a signal that will pretty much null and
void the need for those radio telescopes use. It will just....stabilize
the universe into a somewhat static state....neither decaying nor growing.....kind
of what is being done now.'
"Now, one question I think that either you or the Doctor will be able
to explain to this poor AI girl is.....just how can you stabilize one
universe with a radio telescope that is in this universe? The Earths
that those telescopes are on are now in the Terra Prime universe. So how
can the Doctor using those telescopes do anything to stabilize their "old"
universes now they are no longer within them?"
"It has to do with something similar to a theory proposed by an old
chap I knew by the name of J.S. Bell....." the Doctor begins to explain.
"He...."
"Hey! I know this theory!" Stacy interrupts, excited. "I saw
it explained in a cartoon called Dilbert! See, Bell broke a molecule
and was able to change the spin of one electron. The funny thing was that
the spin of the other electrons, as it said in the cartoon, will immediately
change, also. That happens wherever they are!"
"Okay, that's the basis of most civilian telecommunication back Home,"
Inquirer nods, looking enlightened. "Broke the back of many fiber optic
companies, I remember reading in my history books."
Stacy looks at Inquirer funny.
"Well, the punch-line of the joke was that Dilbert would have gotten
a horse head in his bed for it by the fiber optic company....seems there
was an actual bit of reality for that,perhap." Stacy says in a subdued
voice. "Creepy."
"Uh, we also have a similar theory in magic with psionic residue
from murder weapons," Malachi Dronocis (presently in human form) put in,
fascinated by this.
The Doctor, who had been looking annoyed at being interrupted, blinks
and suddenly turns to the Regent. A question on his face.
"We gave you a basic crash course Dr. Who," the dragoness says
softly, "A full series of lessons would have taken too long....even in
cyber-space
using a similar method that gave Inquirer her original spell knowledge
and ability (re: 3145). While the modified version we used isn't as....harmful
as what she unleashed upon the evil ghostly Dr. Vincent......it still hurts
VERY much....and does cause some....problems. With my and my Consorts connection
to Ethiopia, we recovered quickly enough. But we only did as much
as we did for the sake of Trilling. We love teaching others eager to learn
the Arte....but we'd do it the old fashion way."
"I see," the Doctor nods, amazed at how well his teachers had hidden
their pain. He could tell well enough that the Regent and Consort were
telling the truth in this manner, and....was impressed enough to quiet
in ire at not getting a "full course." "So, at what level am I at....as
far as magery goes?"
"You and Inquirer are equals at approximately what a mage would know
at fifteen years of practicing the Arte," Sigin Dronocis says. "All in
all, not bad for a sliver of the time spent on it all, I say."
The Doctor turns back to the others.
"Basically, the VLA telescopes on the Earths in Terra Prime will be
able to rectify the damage the Master....the one that came with me....due
to a similar property that is slowly fading even as we speak....but we
have time yet...especially with this TARDIS," he says. "But I haven't the
foggiest just when he had the time to do it...considering all he went through."
"He ran into a problem with the initial, small scale experiments he
ran on his TARDIS," Rule 1 put in helpfully. "Due to the property of the
space-time ripple that nearly destroyed him, he, in a panic, used a theorem
proposed by a Logopolian scientist, Tularian clan, not well regarded by
many of his peers (re: 8570, 8525, and 8488). The heat shimmer that
hit her tore her out of her universe, and it damaged her Matrix.... needing
the alterations that Agent 4 did to save her by transforming her into an
elf (what she wanted anyway) and it also.....well there are no words even
in YOUR language - Doctor - for what exactly happened. The parallel Earths
that were ripped from their universe followed her to Agent 4's place along
with her. Eventually, the Agent (and many more who found similar problems.....
let me tell you!) sent those worlds who followed the elfin Melissa to Terra
Prime. The other Agents sent their Earths to parallel universes similar
to Terra Prime."
The Doctor blinks, and just decides that he's going to have a headache.....
later.
Several of the others, like Betty, look like they already have one.
"So that's what happened to me," the elfin Melissa smiled. "And all
this and I'm an elf forever more?"
"Yes," both Rule and Agent smile back. Sometimes small things like this
were rewarding in their own small way.
"I....have one question," the Doctor suddenly asks, blinking. "Actually,
I have several that just occurred to me. Pardon."
"Go ahead, shoot," the Agent smiled.
"You said that I'd....be effectively living forever," the Time Lord
begins. "What about my Regenerations? What happens when I get to my last?
My seventh.....er....eighth one if I remember what the Empress Diane Walker
correctly."
"Ah, that," Rule 1 says, "you won't have any more Regenerations to speak
of....from now on. You will be as you are, growing no older and recovering
from all injuries....eventually. Reforming even upon after disintegration.
Problem?"
The Doctor looks....nonplused for a moment....and worried. He looks
like he'd protest, then remembers that....horrid costume he saw himself
wear in one of the books that Walker had shown him concerning his "future"
selves. One looked like he'd been walking by a paint factory as it exploded!
And some of the things he'd....read on how his other incarnations acted!
Made him almost want to spend some "quality time" (as some of the Americans
called it) with his second incarnation . . . so bad are some of
what he read were (and he could not stand his second incarnation!!)
If this book was any indicator of watch could be....hmmmm. Maybe this
not
Regenerating business wouldn't be so bad?
"That's....not so bad," he finally comes to say.
Several of the Dr. Who's fans are looking at each other, and then sigh.
As fun as some of his future selves were, there were some good things about
this arrangement.
"His seventh incarnation didn't trust anyone's judgment but his own,
anyway," the redheaded Betty muttered, remembering. "That could get annoying
in real life."
"What of.....the fact that the Matrixes of all....." a voice calls out
from around the side of the control column of this TARDIS, it was Solomon
the Apprentice Mage. He paused to suppress a LARGE yawn.
"I talked with several of my Teacher's affiliate mages," the demifox
goes on (still tired from his efforts of Matrix examining, re: 8400). "They
were telling me about how......"
"I think I can answer that one," the Rule says as the demifox yawns
again. Without even a gesture the Rule gives something to Solomon. A wave
of energy courses through the demifox and the apprentice finds himself
in his intermediate form, panting happily as if he'd enjoyed a long....restful
sleep. "That should help with one problem. As for the question about Matrixes
of the Doctor and his companions being different...."
Several heads turn at that.
"The sad fact of the matter is that NONE of you have a universe in common,"
the Rule sighs. "The Author Scott Chen made life....interesting in the
Chinese sense of the word when he tried to have his revenge on the Betties.
All of the Betties by the way, for the same goes for those who came along
with them."
I never dreamed I'd be facing something like this when I got up that
morning to help Stacy! Betty 2 sighs to herself. And if I understand
it, Stacy was some type of tool in that bastard Scott's.....that one bastard
version of him......that he wiped her memories and set her down in a subway
car as a means to get to me and my sister. Huh, sister I'm calling
Betty 1 now. At least I'm not at her throat as I would be if the Other
outcome had happened when a "doppleganger" meets.
Oh boy, Betty 1 thinks to herself. This has "headache" written
all over it. So, the Doctor isn't from my universe. Maybe there might not
even be a real Doctor from my universe. Pity. Sad pity, but then
again I have this one from another universe....so that's fine. Oh! That
means that the.....
"Yes, that means the Earths that all the Masters here on Terra Prime
(living and departed) had targeted the wrong Earth," the Rule nods. "The
angered clients of the various clients would be....a bit ticked at their
partner
the Master. And since some of those clients were Cybermen for one Master
and Daleks for the other, the Author Scott would have just loved to pull
them into the same universe....both looking for the Master....and that
was all part of an elaborate....complex revenge plot. Glad I and Agent
1 stripped him of his power and put him back, naked and dazed, in Room
1 back at Addventure! Whatta jerk!"
"At least James and Scott on the Voyagers are better than that," Solomon
said, referring to the analogs of Scott who'd eventually returned from
death to become crewmembers on the Voyagers (and GOOD ones at that).
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"The
second question involves the Dark Tower," Inquirer asks, looking at Stacy.
"What does it play in all this? That's a King series of stories
I've yet to read."
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