TGOD - Ra Goes On A Killing Spree

[Destructionator XV]

"We simply want to know where Galadriel is. We desire a simple exchange of information."

[Narsil]

"We simply want to know where Galadriel is. We desire a simple exchange of information."

"I've not the foggiest clue, you'll have to ask my later self."

[Destructionator XV]

"How can we contact him?"

[Narsil]

"How can we contact him?"

Check the rest of the numbers, there should be one called 'Tardis Eleven'... call that.

[Destructionator XV]

"Very well, good day, Doctor."

She hangs up, and then dials speed dial again to TARDIS 11.

[Narsil]

Ellen turned to glare at the TARDIS' console as it began to ring, "You have a phone on board."

"I can travel through time and space," the Doctor said, "of course I have a phone, now who's ringing me?"

He picked it up and answered in a cockney accent, "G'day guv!"

[Destructionator XV]

"Doctor, where is Lady Galadriel?"

[Narsil]

"On a Sanet cruiser in deep space," the Doctor replied, "I'm not sure what it was called, and I didn't save the time and space coordinates into the computer... not that they'd be any use to you since my technology works on a different method to yours."

[Destructionator XV]

"Next time you see her, tell her we request an audience. That will be all."

[Narsil]

"Right," the Doctor said, "will do." He put the phone down and sighed, "I can't believe that I gave them the contact details for my current self!"

"What do you mean?" Demika couldn't help but ask.

"I've recruited help from my own past... myself," he hurriedly thought to add, "don't worry, the timeline is fucked up enough that a Paradox or two won't damage it further."

"Riiight," Demika rolled her eyes.

[Ra]

A sleek golden shuttle arced down toward a landscape of sand dunes and rocks.

"Looks almost like Abydos," Ra observed. "How charming."

The craft landed on a relatively flat area, and swiftly extended a boarding ramp. Ra, Galadriel, and Verishah all disembarked, dressed in tan desert fatigues. A cave entrace was very close, which the three entered.

"It should not be far," Verishah stated.

"Follow me," said Galadriel. "I can sense its presence already."

***

Inside the Sanet shuttle's cockpit, the pilot smirked, and said to himself, "Don't you just love how they keep running around in circles? As if those orbs have anything to do with stopping me. That's the beauty of the game, to watch them run around like rats in a maze."

"Quite ingenius, really, HAHAHA HA!" the insane Q cackled, appearing in a flash of light. "I DON'T think I would have thought of it myself! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"Of course you wouldn't, fool. Next to me, you are nothing but a pest; a court jester! And now, that is precisely what you have become," Nyarlathotep's avatar stated flatly.

"Oh, yes, master, COURT JESTER! HAHAHAHAHA! Should I get a funny hat?" Q gleed.

Q then waved his hand, and created a jester's hat on his head.

"It suits you perfectly," the avatar smirked. "Now, begone! I'm not done watching these pets chasing after my big balls."

"BIG BALLS! Master made a funny! BWAHAHAHAHAHA-"

With a snap of his fingers, Nyarlathotep made the pesky Q vanish once more.

"Now, my pets, the game shall soon get more intersting. Not right away. Oh, but soon."

[Narsil]

The Doctor grumbled, "You know what, let's not go to Earth, 'tis a silly place."

"What?!" Morfindel, Demika, Ellen and Taurandir couldn't help but blurt

"We're going to find Galadriel, and we're going to inform her that Lord Adam wishes to speak with her... Earth is already in safe hands... I'm already there ten times over." With a grin, the Doctor pulled a switch and then sent them careening off through the time vortex in the direction of Galadriel and the rest of the party.

[Ra]

Demika and Ellen then glanced at each other, and then at the Doctor. With spoken words of power, they suddenly fired off a spell at the Timelord, holding him in place.

"Mor, my sweety! Turn this thing around!" Demika said.

Morfindel gave her a deep kiss, and said, "With pleasure, dear. We go where the fight takes us."

Ellen then walked over to a console as the Doctor screamed in rage, and typed:

PWN'D

[Narsil]

"You can't even operate the bloody thing!" the Doctor said, "And I'm most certainly not deactivating my security features!"

[Ra]

"Alright then," Morfindel sneered, drawing his knives. "Which wire do I cut, Demika?"

"Cut whatever the hell you want, until the Godsdamned machine turns around, blows up, or whatever," Demika said.

"So be it."

Morfindel ripped open a console, and grabbed a fistfull of wires.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" the Doctor screamed, doing an Anakin impersonation rather unintentionally.

"Then turn this fucking ship back to fucking Earth, or you'll be trapped forever in a non-functional phone booth," Ellen stated. She then scribed a rune on a piece of metal, and held it up. "This is an imprisonment Rune. It traps you in an endless Planar maze. The holding spell will wear off, but this never does."

"Get us back to Earth, Doc, or you get a permenant chance to get away from it all," Demika sauntered.

[Narsil]

The Doctor forced himself out of the holding spell with a slight burst of his natural yet seldom used psychic talent, "Fine, we're going to Earth..."

He began flipping switches and then the TARDIS began to move. "Now as for your magic..." he flipped another switch, "... I'll remove the psionic inhibitor when we get to Earth, understood?"

[Ra]

"Good thing only one of us are psionic," Morfindel huffed. "We fear you not."

"Oh really?" he snapped. "Like all my technology, this naturally works on everything; you can't use your magic."

"Our allies are great," Morfindel said. "Next to the Dark Maiden, you are nothing. Eilistraee be praised."

Suddenly the inhibitor shorted out, sparking wildly.

"Um... Eilistraee be praised!" Ellen nervously laughed.

"You're welcome," a soft voice whispered in her mind.

[Narsil]

"Another thing I'll have to fix," the Doctor growled as the TARDIS started to land, "right, we're here, now get the hell out of my ship, you've damaged it enough!"

[Ra]

"With pleasure, Doctor," Demika smirked.

"Now, were are we? There's an aweful lot of fog around," Morfindel stated.

[Narsil]

The Doctor leaned out of the door and glanced around, "Nice eery fog... now just so you know, you have already damaged my property and my home, so you will never be allowed anywhere near it again, now good day." He slammed the TARDIS door and the Police Box began to dematerialise again.

[Ra]

"That goddess of yours comes in handy in tight spots," Ellen laughed.

"Yes, the Lady Silverhair is always there to help Her people in time of need," Morfindel smiled.

"Indeed she is," a soft voice agreed.

Morfindel snapped around, to see a woman standing nearby, in a white gown. She had long, shimmering ivory hair, and dark, near-obsidian skin. In her hand was a massive staff, glowing with orbs of energy near its top.

"Seer?!" Morfindel exclaimed.

"I am she," the drow smiled. "You are the darthiir I have heard so much about. Welcome."

"Then it must be by Her will that we're here," Morfindel said. "The Doctor - the madman that brought us here - would have never known of this place."

"Indeed," she grinned. "No doubt, you know of the troubles the very universe now faces?"

"Yes," the elf sighed. "We've been working hard to combat it."

"And I am sure you will prevail," the Seer agreed. "Lady Iraeuit spoke highly of you, and your companion, Fianna. Is that her with you?"

Morfindel looked over to Ellen, who the Seer was gesturing to. "No, Seer, I'm afraid not. I haven't seen Fianna for months. She... returned to Waterdeep. This is Ellen, a native of this Plane, and has proven herself to be ever a great ally."

The Seer nodded, and then said, "I can see you have many questions."

"We do, m'lady," Morfindel continued. "Do you know anything of a man named Kane?"

"Much, in fact," the drow answered. "He has come into posession of great wealth, benefiting from the chaos the Enemy now sows. They do not work together, but yes, Kane and his Brotherhood of NOD do benefit from what the Unnamed One does."

"He's apparently taken over a large portion of the world media market, and is using it to advertise his naquada technology," Ellen added. "While the world is falling apart around him, the bastard is raking in cash."

"Kane could be using this craft to help people, but he isn't," the Seer continued. "He must be stopped."

"Oh, yes, it's really bad," an elf said, shifting slightly.

"I see there's yet another native of Faerun trapped on this world," Morfindel said.

"It's a wonder half the Realms aren't lurking around on this rock," Demika laughed.

"Yes, I was just travelling from Waterdeep when I woke up here," the elf sighed. "Then these drow found me, some of Nathyrra's friends, no doubt."

"Well then, welcome to the Faerunians Trapped On Earth Club," Morfindel sighed. "I'm Morfindel, and this is Demika."

"I'm Linu La'neral, cleric of Sehanine Moonbow," the elf said.

"Well met," Demika nodded. "You're quite the cute one."

Morfindel glared.

"Don't you give me that look, ranger," Demika said, wrapping an arm around him. "I saw the way you were looking at her."

"I was doing no such thing!" Morfindel protested.

"Oh dear," Linu sighed.

"Don't worry, they're always like this," Taurandir sighed.

The Seer raised an ivory eyebrow.

[Destructionator XV]

After hanging up the phone, the door chimes.

"Come."

"You called for us, sir?"

"Yes, gentlemen, have a seat," the Lord tells them, "now tell me everything that's happened so far."

"First the earth cooled," the Lady answers, "then the dinosaurs came, but they got fat and died then turned into oil. Then the Arabs came and bought Mercades-Benzs"

All four of them laughed for a moment, and Adam said "Seriously now, what have you found out."

"More from KCX-236, sir," Hoisler begins, "the team attempted talking to some of the natives. The moderates were reasonable, until their religion was questioned, at which point they became massive walls of ignorance. Some seemed willing to open up to other ideas after being persuaded using the Voice, but most were quite impervious to persuation, normal or otherwise. The team also encountered a packet of fundamentalists, who when questioned, became aggressive and attacked. Our people quickly beamed out; no one was harmed on either side."

"Did they actually see the beam out?"

"We do not believe so. Also, we were able to acquire a copy of their book of beliefs. A scan was transmitted back, it is in the computer system."

"Tell the team excellent work and have them maintain survaillence."

"Yes sir."

"Mathias, did you learn anything else?"

"Nothing of substance, but with this Holy Book, I think I can make very fast progress."

"Tell us as soon as you have anything. Dismissed."

"Right."

"Yes, sir."

The two men leave the room.

[Ra]

Finally, Lady Galadriel led the group into a wider room within the cave. In the middle was an obsidian sphere, glowing with energy; it was identical to the one the New York priest had posession of.

"This is it," Verishah said. "We must risk getting closer if we're to study it."

"You sure that's a good idea, lady?" Ra inquired.

"Young Ellen cast lightning at the other orb without ill affect," Galadriel said serenely. "Though, I do advise caution."

Verishah studied the mysterious words inscribed over the sphere - too small for human eyes to even see - using a small scanner device.

"It would still take hours for our linguist team aboard the Lan So'desinet to figure out what this says," Verishah sighed. "Even I can only do so much. Perhaps... I could probe deeper..."

Verishah concentrated deeply, her hand hovering just over the sphere. With a jerk, she then flew away from the sphere, her eyes wide with shock.

"What did you see?" Galadriel asked urgently. "Are you yourself?"

"I am fine, shah'te," Verishah said. "But in the briefest time I touched the sphere with my thoughts, I was flooded with visions. They still run over my mind like an ocean."

"What did you find out? Terrifying secrets that will help us defeat this thing?" Ra inquired.

"No, I am afraid life is not fiction," Verishah sighed. "The images are many, but none immediately help us, or give any information on our foe, outside of - WAIT."

New thoughts emerged.

"This sphere is linked to the others. I saw the one you spoke of in New York," Verishah continued. "And there is another. A planet similar to Earth, but below it in technology. I... I believe we could find it on our ship's astrogation maps."

"Very well," Galadriel said. "I am relieved that you survived such a thing."

"There was more, far, far, more, but I shut myself off," Verishah said, swallowing hard. "One without my discipline of mind would surely have been completely overwhelmed; driven into madness."

"Like Darth Kreshna," Ra muttered.

"We should return," Galadriel sighed. "This sphere can only tell us so much, and I will not ask you to touch it again; such would be disasterous."

"Agreed," the Sanet nodded. She then tapped the small communicator resting on her pointed ear, and said, "Shuttle, we're returning."

"Acknowledged," Nyarlathotep smirked. Closing the channel and causing the engines to fire up with the wave of his hand, he stated, "The game's afoot."

[Narsil]

With the all-too familiar sound of the TARDIS' engines, it appeared directly behind Galadriel and the others, and the 11th Doctor stepped out, "Hello there, Lady Galadriel, I believe that you're familiar with Lord Adam, or that he is familiar with you at any rate." He cleared his throat, "Lord Adam wishes to speak with you... and I believe that I may be some help out here, rather than on Earth with those vandals."

[Ra]

OOC: Adam, we'll be heading out to KCX-236, as my last post indicated. That way we can go see what the knights know, and also speak with you.

OOC2: The secret location is where the Aurora from the last war is hidden. I'm dying to reintroduce the ship.
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With a flick of his wrist, the avatar of Nyarlathotep caused the TARDIS to instead appear in the middle of a swamp on Degobah, where the Doctor was greeted by the long-abandoned ruins of the late Yoda's home. None of the others noticed this, although Galadriel did feel something.

"We'll keep the research vessel in orbit, just in case they discover anything else on the sphere or spatial distortion," Verishah said. Outside the window of the shuttle, the ship rapidly grew as they approached. "I'm going to try and get us use of an actual starship to transport us to our newest clue."

A holographic image shimmered into view, displaying a middle-aged Sanet man. He was in a military uniform, likely an admiral of some kind.

"Yalisar," he greeted. "Yes, I have heard your request, Lady Verishah, and the situation is dire. But due to the current situation, we're unable to lend you a warship to taxi you to another planet. I've discussed it with my superiors, and they feel the same way. This mission is of critical importance to the Aldar'al... But our borders are too perilous right now."

"I understand," Verishah nodded, somewhat set back.

"But, we can allow you to base operations from our ships. A battle group centered around the command ship Nershah is very near the planet you need to reach."

"Thank you, Admiral," Verishah replied.

The transmission fadded out.

"We only need to get to this system," Ra said, pointing at a starmap. "We already have a starship."

"Excellent..." Verishah smiled, not sure what he was getting at. "We'll depart from the science vessel in a few hours."

Ra smirked. He was one of only a few people, the others being the late Darth Kreshna and also the Lord and Lady, that even knew of the secret location.