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The Post of Rassilon!!!! ...and Omega

[A man, who looks identical to one particular incarnation of the Master, walks through the Plane. He is calm, hands clasped together and hidden in the folds of the Presidential Robes of Rassilon. Around his neck is the Sash of Rassilon; in his hand, the Rod of Rassilon. He also happens to be wearing the Footwear of Rassilon - that is, sandals. Those who see him like this may call him 'infinitely wise and infinitely sad.' The man looks to his companion] I should hate to think this is the result of one of your experiments gone wrong, Omega.

[Walking at this man's side is one of the many Tennants, except not really. This man wears 'work robes' which are still somewhat fancy Time Lord robes, given his position. Unlike the delicate footwear of Rassilon, this Time Lord is wearing heavy boots. He looks about him, curious and vaguely annoyed.] Certainly not. This has nothing to do with me. I've been far too busy rechecking everything in preparation to create this...observatory.

A very poorly constructed observatory. [He stops, sweeping the floor with the Rod of Rassilon] It is no part of the Foundry. Perhaps a 'joke' enacted by that other man who insists on troubling the council. It would be fitting to his poor sense of humour. [The Displeased Frown of Rassilon says he is not a big fan of puns]

I fail to see how this could be some sort of prank. [Omega folds his hands in front of him, thinking.] The mapping of the stars and systems is rather crude but such an observatory would be useful, I imagine.

[Rassilon glances at his companion] I could perhaps afford to support such a venture for you, my friend, if only you would cede to my requests on the management of anti-technologist dissidents.

[Omega stops his inspection and turns to look at Rassilon.] Those 'dissidents' are only reacting to your already strict policies. I have fought against such reforms and will continue to do so openly.

[The Political Opponent of Rassilon gets the Lifted Eyebrow of Challenge (and of Rassilon.)] Those dissidents are the same Luddites who opposed our progress and gave you that mark you still bear. [if you're wondering why the Lord High President of Ancient Gallifrey knows the word 'Luddite,' well. It's with good reason.]

[Omega now makes grumpy noises, because he hates when Razz has a point.] They still do not deserve such punishments. You will not win a favourable opinion with your people if you treat them that way.

[Razz: 1. Omega: 0] Just think of it, Omega. An observatory of your own, fully interactive, not a false three-dimensional hologram, but one mapped out in five dimensions. You shall be able to walk amongst the stars and select the one that shall bring our species into a new era of prosperity and peace. An observatory to aid your experiments into time.

It did take far too long to find a suitable candidate... [It is clear that Omega is pondering this much more seriously now, morals and politics be damned.] Now, I am not agreeing to your policies. However, I see no reason to rule out negotiations. Perhaps we can come to something that will mutually benefit us.

[the "Gotcha!" Smile of Rassilon] I am always open to negotiations. I have meaning to suggest, we shall have to tour the chamber for your star. Its construction is nearly complete.

[At this, Omega seems to brighten considerably. Ah, how he loves his science.] Ah, yes! Yes, we'll make time for that soon. Or so I hope. I am merely finishing the preparations, so I should have ample time for a tour.

[Rassilon is quite pleased at this] Perhaps now we can turn our attention to the beings of this place?

[Omega nods.] Yes, that would be wise. They may come and greet us as guests in this place.

[Rassilon looks Omega over and pointedly doesn't comment on the worker clothing his opponent is wearing] We shall be ready for them, then.

[Omega gives him a look, because he knows what Rassilon wanted to say. Instead, he just proudly stands in his robes and waits.]

((ooc: Welcome to another episode of Time Lord Theatre. Today you'll note that the Doctor is actually infamous Time lord founder Omega - marked in this lovely colour, while the Master is playing the part of vampire-hatin' Rassilon in his fabulous pride colour. They think they're really the founders and will act accordingly! Blah blah threadhopping blah blah confused memories because they're just delusional blah blah have fun!))

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{wait wut. And Diva, in all her intelligence, will comment on their clothes rather than anything they've said because she didn't understand about 99% of it anyways. sigh.}

Ne, you're both dressed oddly today.

[Rassilon's gaze ~~also known as The Gaze of Rassilon~~ turns to Diva, still going for that whole Calm and Austere thing he doesn't do particularly well]

These are the robes of the Lord High President of Gallifrey, child - and those, of his engineer. [that's right, Omega is The Engineer of Rassilon. Gonna argue it, buddy?]

Edited 2009-04-10 06:38 (UTC)

[A snort. His fashion is lovely, thank you very much.]

A much more practical set of robes. These allow for free movement. [Now to clip off arguments.] Though, more to the point, could you be so kind as to tell us where we are?

They don't seem very practical at all, though.

{She tilts her head a little bit, stepping closer to look at them a bit better. It looks like the Doctor and Master she knows, but here, she can never be sure D:}

This is the Plane, of course. Did you forget?

[Rassilon has decided she is a bit stupid. Definitely one of the lower species, though he's not sure how low to peg her on the Stupid Scale]

We have not been to this place before, young one. I think you may be confused.

[Arthur has no words for this. He tends to fail at communication in general, but this has left him speechless in less of a 'I am attempting to not socially screw up' sort of way and more in a '....maybe if I blink enough times, it'll go away']

[Omega remembers reading about these sorts!]

Have you seen others like us? It is possible that members of our species discovered this place and simply choose to hide the knowledge of its existence.

[Hi, lower being! How are you today?]

Ah, another dweller of this place. There is no reason to stare. I assure you we mean you no harm.

[So that means no conquering this place yet, Razz.]

[Omega, you're such a spoil sport]

Can you speak? I am Rassilon, Lord High President of Gallifrey. This is Omega, my engineer. We are a peaceful species. [ignoring the wars and all that]

[notice how neither of them notices the similarities between Omega and Arthur in appearance]

Well it's not really others as much as people that look the same as you. But I guess you're not the Master and the Doctor, are you? Ne, this place is too confusing sometimes...

{She looks between them before reaching up to touch Rassilon/the Master's face}

It sounds the same, though, which is the most confusing.

[NO TOUCHING THE FACE OF RASSILON! Fortunately, Time Lord get-up includes gloves, so Rassilon can remove her hand without having more skin-to-skin contact]

We are Rassilon [indicates himself] and Omega. What 'Master' and 'Doctor' do you speak of? The Lord of this place and its physician?

Ah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to- you both look rather familiar.

[Arthur still isn't sure if he should point out the same-body thing]

[He looks amused that Razz got touched, haha- erm, ahem, poor Rassilon.]

Would it be our voices which sound the same to you?

Oh, no, I hear your hearts, of course. Uhm, all of them.

{She doesn't really draw her hand away right away, looking thoughtful}

The Master, though, that's you, ah, Rassilon, and the Doctor is Omega. Or at least that's what I thought.

So it seems! I am afraid, however, that familiarity may be an illusion in this case. However, you seem familiar with this place, at least.

[Though Omega gives Rassilon a look, because really, other species are sort of weird, aren't they?]

[oh okay, a lower species with good hearing, whatever. Seriously, though, hand needs to not be near Rassilon. Touching, ew.]

Two friends of yours who are similar in appearance to us?

[Rassilon glances back at Omega, because yes, they are. This is why Rassilon wipes many of them out]

We would appreciate if you were to explain more of this place. If you can.

'The Doctor'? [Omega tries it out, then shakes his head.] It feels rather common to me.

Friends? Ah, maybe. Acquaintances is probably better by now, I think.

{She smiles}

But common or not, that's what their names are. Or their nicknames, at least. I don't know if I've ever asked if those were their real names or not.

{Diva finally draws her hand away}

But if you're not them, then I guess I should introduce myself, at least? My name is Diva. It's nice to meet you.

[looks at Omega for a moment]

It is a name with great meaning. You cannot fault it that.

[then back to the lesser being!]

It is a pleasure, Diva. As I have said, I am Rassilon, Lord High President of Gallifrey. This man is Omega, my engineer and chief of our scientists.

[Omega felt something very odd at that look and he considers it before just shaking the feeling off.]

It is a pleasure to meet you, my dear. Tell me, Diva, do you live in this place? I somehow do not think it is apart of Gallifrey.

Oh, no, I don't live here. I don't think anyone actually lives here. It's just a place that all kinds of people from all kinds of worlds can come to. Like there are wizards, vampires, talking animals, all kinds of people here. But for the most part, they're nice enough.

Of course.

This is called the Astral Plane. The constellations are accurate, though not their location in relation to each other, which suggests artificial creation. It's a connecting point, between realities. Think of a spiders web with an infinite number of threads. This place [Gestures around them] is the center. From here, you theoretically have the ability to access every reality. Unfortunate, the threads overlap. Naturaly, you follow that which you are most familiar with; your own reality. In order to access any others, you have to build a familiarity through the people here. Simply put, strong emotional ties will allow you to visit their realities, and vice versa. A side effect of this is that your 'threads' will begin to intertwine; bits of realities will become shared points, accessible through both realities, essentially linking them together with a more solid connection.

[Nevermind that Emil doesn't like the Master much, but seeing the Doctor & the Master hanging out and talking to each other like that is somehow more concerning.]

D... Doctor?

[Ew, it's the Master. Let's ignore his presence.]

Yo, Doc. What's with the Halloween costume?

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