[Unintentional video; Waters of Mars spam 4/4. Warning for spoilers.]
[In contrast to the noise and the chaos of the last video the community decided to show you lot, this one is quiet. Almost eerily so. There's no fire, no martian base, no knocking. Just the snow, and the howling of the wind, and a row of houses. Earth. And the TARDIS parked outside on the road. And between the two, Adelaide and the Doctor staring each other down.]
I was supposed to be dead.
Not any more.
But... [Adelaide closes her eyes, shakes her head in disbelief.] Susie. My granddaughter. What she was supposed to become… might never exist now.
[The Doctor seems very unconcerned by this fact.] Nah. Captain Adelaide can inspire her face-to-face! Different details, but the story’s the same.
You can’t know that! And if my family changes… the whole of history could change! The future of the human race… no one should have that much power!
Tough.
[For a few seconds, the world seems to freeze, Adelaide staring at the Doctor in stony-faced disbelief, as if trying to deny to herself that anyone could say such a thing. Then she takes a step backwards.] ... You should have left us there.
[The Doctor isn't looking at her as he replies, even if his voice is off-hand. Maybe somewhere, he's feeling guilty for what he did.] Adelaide I’ve done this sort of thing before. In small ways, saved some little people. [And whatever guilt there was is gone.] But never someone as important as you, oh, I’m good.
Little people?! [Oh, she's angry now.] What, like Mia, and Yuri, who decides they’re so unimportant?! You?
For a long time now I thought I was just a survivor, but I’m not. [Are you scared, community? You should be, because there's no joking in his voice. No sadness, either. Just cold, hard facts.] I’m the winner. That’s who I am. The Time Lord Victorious.
And there’s no one to stop you.
No.
[Adelaide makes one more attempt to get through to him, her stern captain's voice turned up to maximum.] This is wrong, Doctor. I don’t care who you are! The Time Lord Victorious is wrong.
That’s for me to decide. [And abruptly, his voice gets lighter. Or false-lighter, at least.] Now, you better get home! Awww, it’s all locked up, you’ve been away. Still. That’s easy. [And he turns and unlocks her front door from several feet away with his sonic screwdriver, before turning back to her and saying almost innocently:] All yours.
[Adelaide stares at him. Then slowly, she begins to walk past, pausing to look at him with hard eyes one last time.] Is there nothing you can’t do?
Not anymore.
[What happens next seems to take both an eternity and only a few moments. Adelaide walks to her house. Looks back at him. He turns, and begins to walk away. She lets herself inside her house, and those with keen eyes will notice that she's taking out her gun as she goes. He’s still walking. She closes the door. And suddenly - there’s a flash of blue light from inside her house. Her gun going off.
Adelaide Brooke just sacrificed herself to keep history in place.
And the Doctor? He turns in alarm. Staggers back against the TARDIS as he feels history changing. Adelaide Brooke dies, not on Mars, but on Earth. Yuri and Mia, the survivors, shed light on the alien virus that killed everyone else there. Susie, Adelaide’s granddaughter, remains the first pilot of a lightspeed ship. History stays in place because of one courageous woman’s actions. Shocked, the Doctor turns. Looks around the corner of the TARDIS as he leans on her for support. And whispers, horrified:]
I've gone too far...
[It's a desperate tone of voice, a pleading one. This is exactly what he didn't want to do, and he did it, in a moment of madness. And a few feet away, in the snow... there's an Ood. Standing there in the snow. Watching him. And the Doctor falls to his knees in the snow.]
Is this it? My death? [The Ood is impassive. Staring.] Is it time?! [No answer. The Ood vanishes. The Doctor lets himself into the TARDIS with every air of a guilty man, but you don't get to see what happens next.
All you can hear, is the long, low boom of a bell tolling from inside the TARDIS. The cloister bell. The one that signals something terrible threatening the universe. And then
the TARDIS
simply dematerialises.]
((OOC: Aaaand that wraps up this episode's spam! Turquoise font is Adelaide, normal font is the Doctor. No replies to this post, and the Doctor himself will be avoiding the community for a good while after this, especially once he figures out this was broadcast, so. Have fun and thank you for putting up with today's spam sob. ;3;7))
I was supposed to be dead.
Not any more.
But... [Adelaide closes her eyes, shakes her head in disbelief.] Susie. My granddaughter. What she was supposed to become… might never exist now.
[The Doctor seems very unconcerned by this fact.] Nah. Captain Adelaide can inspire her face-to-face! Different details, but the story’s the same.
You can’t know that! And if my family changes… the whole of history could change! The future of the human race… no one should have that much power!
Tough.
[For a few seconds, the world seems to freeze, Adelaide staring at the Doctor in stony-faced disbelief, as if trying to deny to herself that anyone could say such a thing. Then she takes a step backwards.] ... You should have left us there.
[The Doctor isn't looking at her as he replies, even if his voice is off-hand. Maybe somewhere, he's feeling guilty for what he did.] Adelaide I’ve done this sort of thing before. In small ways, saved some little people. [And whatever guilt there was is gone.] But never someone as important as you, oh, I’m good.
Little people?! [Oh, she's angry now.] What, like Mia, and Yuri, who decides they’re so unimportant?! You?
For a long time now I thought I was just a survivor, but I’m not. [Are you scared, community? You should be, because there's no joking in his voice. No sadness, either. Just cold, hard facts.] I’m the winner. That’s who I am. The Time Lord Victorious.
And there’s no one to stop you.
No.
[Adelaide makes one more attempt to get through to him, her stern captain's voice turned up to maximum.] This is wrong, Doctor. I don’t care who you are! The Time Lord Victorious is wrong.
That’s for me to decide. [And abruptly, his voice gets lighter. Or false-lighter, at least.] Now, you better get home! Awww, it’s all locked up, you’ve been away. Still. That’s easy. [And he turns and unlocks her front door from several feet away with his sonic screwdriver, before turning back to her and saying almost innocently:] All yours.
[Adelaide stares at him. Then slowly, she begins to walk past, pausing to look at him with hard eyes one last time.] Is there nothing you can’t do?
Not anymore.
[What happens next seems to take both an eternity and only a few moments. Adelaide walks to her house. Looks back at him. He turns, and begins to walk away. She lets herself inside her house, and those with keen eyes will notice that she's taking out her gun as she goes. He’s still walking. She closes the door. And suddenly - there’s a flash of blue light from inside her house. Her gun going off.
Adelaide Brooke just sacrificed herself to keep history in place.
And the Doctor? He turns in alarm. Staggers back against the TARDIS as he feels history changing. Adelaide Brooke dies, not on Mars, but on Earth. Yuri and Mia, the survivors, shed light on the alien virus that killed everyone else there. Susie, Adelaide’s granddaughter, remains the first pilot of a lightspeed ship. History stays in place because of one courageous woman’s actions. Shocked, the Doctor turns. Looks around the corner of the TARDIS as he leans on her for support. And whispers, horrified:]
I've gone too far...
[It's a desperate tone of voice, a pleading one. This is exactly what he didn't want to do, and he did it, in a moment of madness. And a few feet away, in the snow... there's an Ood. Standing there in the snow. Watching him. And the Doctor falls to his knees in the snow.]
Is this it? My death? [The Ood is impassive. Staring.] Is it time?! [No answer. The Ood vanishes. The Doctor lets himself into the TARDIS with every air of a guilty man, but you don't get to see what happens next.
All you can hear, is the long, low boom of a bell tolling from inside the TARDIS. The cloister bell. The one that signals something terrible threatening the universe. And then
the TARDIS
simply dematerialises.]
((OOC: Aaaand that wraps up this episode's spam! Turquoise font is Adelaide, normal font is the Doctor. No replies to this post, and the Doctor himself will be avoiding the community for a good while after this, especially once he figures out this was broadcast, so. Have fun and thank you for putting up with today's spam sob. ;3;7))