The Doctor {tenth} (
timey_wimey) wrote2007-06-23 10:03 pm
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Entry tags:
- ic,
- rl,
- schrodinger
[RL, the TARDIS]
Ten sat at the TARDIS console frowning at the screen. This community was starting to be more trouble than it was worth. The Master and now the Daleks? The only way this could get worse was if someone pulled a Donna and got into the TARDIS.
He ran a hand over his face. Luckily Martha was busy somewhere.
"Well, this is just brilliant, isn't it?"
He ran a hand over his face. Luckily Martha was busy somewhere.
"Well, this is just brilliant, isn't it?"
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"Vhat's brilliant?" he asked, as conversationally as ever.
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"YOU! How did you get in here?" He tried to keep from sounding panicked, but this had never happened before. Well, except for that one time...
"Leave. NOW."
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"Vhat? Leave and go talk to the Daleks?" he sing-songed.
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The catboy moved past him and perched himself on the edge of the control panel. "Come on, Doktor, a genius like you? Thiiiiink about it. Or vould it make more sense if this box vas cardboard?" he mocked, gesturing up and around at the TARDIS.
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"Alright, Schrödinger. Well, there's only a few lifeforms that can't die and can be everywhere, so..."
Ten thought for a moment, never taking his eyes off the catboy. Suddenly it struck him.
"Wait... the Schrödinger's cat theory?"
((LOL wiki is an RPer's best friend. xD))
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"Yes, Doctor! Very good! I vas created based on the priniciples of that very theory," he said, grinning. "Of course, the exact specifics are a little lost on me, but I am faaaaairly sure I am unique. My creator never took the time to explain it to me. I suppose I really should ask him someday..." he trailed off.
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"So!" he says a little more brightly. "What are you going to do in this community-wide crisis then?"
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"By the way, who created you in the first place? Just out of interest."
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Still seemingly examining his hands, he offhandedly replied to the question posed to him.
"Who created me? Vhy, The Doktor created me, mein Herr," he said, with a little smile.
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"This is my Doctor. My creator."
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"But you must admit," Schrödinger laughed, "it's very curious. That someone like him could create something like me."
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"You should see it, mein Herr," he said, leaning closer, "the sun's just rising in the south. It looks like the trees are burning."
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He tapped his head. "Vhy, it's amazing I'm still sane!"
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"Ahhhh, but how do you know that you still are?"
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"...of course I know I'm sane, Doctor. Vhat a silly question."