[RL - Various - The Dalek Crucible]

[timey_wimey]

[Whenever and whoever tries to worldhop to where Ten is using the co-ordinates that the TARDIS hid inside Ten's entry will end up here: the Vault of the Dalek Crucible. It's a bleak, bare room, clearly designed by Daleks.

In the centre of the room, encased in what seems like an invisible tube, stand the Doctor and Haruhi, and nearby, in similar tubes, Rose Tyler, back from a parallel universe, and Jenny, still clutching her trusty gun. Dalek Caan, crazy, driven mad by time, stands twitching and giggling inside what is left of his casing, chained to a nearby wall.

And in front of the Doctor... it appears to be merely another, larger, Dalek at first, but in reality, this is Davros: creator of the Daleks, rescued from the Time War by determination and a mere chance. As the world-hoppers, the Doctor's friends, arrive in the room, they may be able to hear the end of what seems to be another, longer, conversation...

An old, decrepit voice; Davros.] "The man who abhors violence. Never carrying a gun. But this is the truth, Doctor! You take ordinary people and fashion them into weapons. Behold your Children of Time, transformed into murderers. I made the Daleks, Doctor. You made this."

[Those arriving in a place where they can see Ten's face might notice that he looks heartbroken by this proclamation, as if he's trapped in memories, or the realisation of the truth. As they arrive, Dalek Caan speaks in a reedy, high pitched voice, completely mad...]

"See, see! The prophecy unfolds! The Doctor's Children of Time approach!"

[Well, that seems like a fine place for some Children of Time to make an entrance.]


((ooc: Hate to post and run, guys, but I'm in a hurry. XD If I could just ask that we keep the posting order straight so that everyone's always in the same order, so wait for me to post again after everyone's done their bit - there's no hurry, I'll try and make this as relaxed as I can! I'll be NPCing Davros and the Daleks for this. Have fun~!))

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[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

[Haruhi was clinging to her adoptive father, making good of her promise to stick to him like glue, and trying to pull him out of his heartbroken state due to Davos's words. At that moment she had never hated anyone has much as she hated Davos. It was taking every thing she had not to fire the gun Jenny had given her at him. Instead, she tugged on his sleeve and tried to hug him as best she could]

It's not true papa, you know that.

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

[Even trapped in her tube, Jenny holds her weapon steady. Her aim is at Davros, yes, but not at the flesh. No matter how much she wants this man to suffer, she'll stay true to her father's promise of choice. But if she can disable the man's transport, perhaps it'll provide enough of a distraction.]

Choice.

[She chimes in a moment later, catching on to Haruhi's actions. Jenny pokes the gun at the tube to test the solidity and frowns again. A bullet probably won't phase it.]

Remember, Dad? I have a choice.

[glowy-brows.livejournal.com]

[Jordan arrived, armed for battle with a metal staff, and those who decided to follow him stand just behind him. His face is determined, hardened. Now was his chance to truly pay Ten pack for all the help he'd given Jordan.]

Weapons aren't just used for murder. A sword can easily act as a shield, too. I'm here to fight to protect the things I hold dear.

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Speaking of swords and the people who use them, Cure Aqua stood behind Jordan, Aqua Ribbon in hand.]

I don't fight to kill people. I fight to protect my friends, and help them achieve their dreams.

[Yeah, Karen asks for a worldhop, Cure Aqua shows up. Nice job keeping the secret, there, setokaicho.]

[out-of-my-time.livejournal.com]

[Along with Jordon, there appears Sam Tyler. The man has got his gameface on- this is serious business, after all. His pistol is stashed in the pocket of his leather jacket, one hand clenched around it. The other is at his side, tense; his whole demeanour is one of a man ready to fling himself into a battle and sod the consequences; it's a curious combination of his own natural bull-headedness, and something he's picked up from Gene Hunt.]

[If you looked carefully, though, you might detect a hint of righteous glee dancing about the edges of him; the same sort of thing the Doctor gets when confronted by danger]

Davros.

[He regards him with scorn]

The Doctor isn't the only person here who knows who you are, what you've done; bloody rich, you talking about turning people into weapons.

[And turning to look at the Doctor, his own face hardens, like it's a physical pain for him to see the Doctor like this.]

[skullfuck-a-nun.livejournal.com]

[Chloe appears with the rest of the crew, beaming the same smile she always does. She's holding a pair of twin-bladed, lightsaber-esque daggers, courtesy of her Flibberjibbet.]

I'm fighting because I want to see everyone smile again. Nobody deserves to live in pain, and nobody deserves to live life with a permanent frown.

[She twirls the daggers and gets into a defensive pose, her face growing serious.]

And the one I want to see smile the most right now is Doc. The only ones who don't deserve to be happy are you, Daleks!

[bluebeetlerider.livejournal.com]

[Aikka's here, also courtesy of Jordan, a quiver full of arrows slung over his shoulder, one fit to the bow and ready. His trusty dagger is sheathed at the waist, ready to be used if necessary. Currently, he looks none too happy.]

We are not here as weapons or as servants, but as friends willing to lend a helping hand. This was our choice.

[awakeningadvent.livejournal.com]

[Appearing with Jordan as well was "Z," who was really Giro (although no one here should know that). He clutched a saber with a green triangular energy blade, glaring out from behind his visor.]

I am more than a murderer. I am a true fighter, because I am here to protect not only those I love, but anyone who needs my help! And I can't stand idly by and watch this go on...

[philoxidizes]

[ Itsuki's along as well, with his typical vague smile even in this situation; always the bluffer, he looks perfectly confident even with the lack of any weapon other than his reflexes (which aren't exactly too shabby). His eyes immediately dart to Haruhi, making sure she's not injured, and he starts taking note of where the Daleks are, planning a route to her if whatever was imprisoning them went down. ]

That name's a little intimidating, isn't it? I feel like I have something to live up to.

[new-avatar.livejournal.com]

[Aang has also come to lend a hand, having been taxied by Jordan. With staff in hand, he stands ready to help his friends and get the Tenth Doctor out of there.]

All of us have come here to defend someone we care about, and that's what weapons are really for. That's the difference between us that you don't understand: we're not just weapons - we're friends.

[moeteru-burn.livejournal.com]

[Kyo's already in a fighting mood, and the snarky grin on his face seems to show that even further. He's cracking his knuckles at this point, his smirk never leaving his face-and tone- as he speaks]

Ya know, I'm gettin' really tired of hearing the same old song and dance from you guys. [Sigh]

What matters in this case is the fact that we're using what we've been given to help. We're not just someone's goddamn weapon, we have our own wants and desires, dammit. And that's what sets us apart.

[oncomin-storm.livejournal.com]

[As if Nine would appear any time before "half-past fashionably late". The whooshing, popping, grinding of the TARDIS engines were immediately followed by a cocky Nine leaning against the wooden framing of the doors.]

"Technically speaking, I came first, so, er, he's the Child of Time? Hullo, Bob, Rose, Bob's kids. How's life?"

He peeked out a bit further and offered Sam a little wave. "Can we wrap this up, got a hotel reservation."

[tourmalinefey.livejournal.com]

[Not one to be left behind, Maya appears, brandishing a full-length plastic Samurai Spear - pride and joy of the loot from SamuraiCon.]

"The Doctor hasn't made us into anything! This is our choice to defend our worlds against Evil like you, and you'd better look out - because Good always triumphs!"

[wingsoffate.livejournal.com]

[Kratos had only wanted to come here to keep an eye on Jacky, really. He hadn't expected such a large group when they arrived, but it provided some relief to him that these people had offered to band together and would protect each other no matter what.

Up until now, he hadn't really known what he was up against either. But just observing the situation and listening to the others, it soon became apparent just how important this confrontation was... especially for the Doctor.

Kratos wasn't one for dramatic entrances, and said nothing for now. Instead he listened, sword in hand, and assessed the situation quietly. He would step in if he had to.]

[bendsmetal.livejournal.com]

[Also here thanks to Jordan's taxi service, there's some fierce gleam in Toph's eyes saying she's ready for a fight. And the apparent enemies seem to be metal, from what she can "see". Grinning a little now, she cracks her knuckles and takes a fighting stance.]

I don't know about this "Child of Time" mumbo jumbo, but I'm sure going to help shut your metal mouths!

[timey_wimey]

((OOC: If Jacky and any stragglers want to start joining in after this tag, feel free! I just thought I'd better get this thing moving. ♥))

[The Doctor's face goes from heartbreak to vague nodding at Haruhi and Jenny to gradually increasing horror as more and more people turned up - including people like Maya, who he knows can't possibly stand up to this many Daleks.] "No, no, no, I told you not to come!" [He's touched by their faith in him and their courage, he really is - but he doesn't want to see more people die in his name. He just can't.]

[Davros, on the other hand, looks gleeful - or y'know, as gleeful as someone in his state can look.] "Oh, but this is wonderful! Admirable sentiments, my friends, but you must know. There is no escape from the collapse of reality itself. One way or another, whether at the hands of the Daleks or the universes' last dying breath, you will die in your beloved Doctor's name... and he will be powerless to stop it."

[As he speaks, some surrounding Daleks move closer to the group, weapons trained on them menacingly, waiting for someone to make the mistake of making the first move...]

[out-of-my-time.livejournal.com]

((OOC: Just to clarify- we're keeping the same posting order, ja? So Haruhi would be next?))

[glowy-brows.livejournal.com]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[I say go for it.]

[timey_wimey]

((Fine with me, I think!))

[godisagirl.livejournal.com]

((I am dropping out and so is Itsuki, feel free to NPC them or whatever))

[glowy-brows.livejournal.com]

[Jordan grips his staff in both hands, tensing up. Now was the time to act. Hopefully, his gambit would encourage the others to join the fray.]

"When will you evil masterminds learn to stop with the lame monologues!"

[He leaped forward, swinging his staff in a wide arc, striking the nearest Dalek. The best way to win would be to strike as a concerted force. He hoped the others would be quick on the uptake and join in.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[A second later, Aqua follows suit, jumping into a Dalek with a kick hard enough to send it flying into another. With any luck, that hurts them. If not, she has other options.]

[moeteru-burn.livejournal.com]

[And here comes Kyo with a flame-laced R.E.D. Kick, arching through the air to slam his leg into one of the Daleks. This is just a warmup.]

[new-avatar.livejournal.com]

[Aang leaps into action, coming to double-team the Dalek that Jordan initially attacks. He takes a deep breath, then once Jordan's swing has finished, the littler Avatar runs in and throws out a long, hard blast of fire at the "head" of it.]