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Showing posts with label TARDIS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label TARDIS. Show all posts
Friday, May 7, 2010
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Nowhereville's Bridge to Nowhere
I had just lined up my stance, getting ready to throw a bomb into an Axis SS Bunker near a V2 Rocket base. I took a deep breath and....wait....this is definitely poor timing....
My implanted emergency alarm triggered. The alarm was a serious one, indicating an existential threat. I quickly noted my current spacetime coordinates and returned to the TARDIS.
The Emergency was NOT exactly an existential threat, but rather than scold my good friend Crap Mariner, I kept silent and went to his aid. After all, the robot DID pull me from a burning airplane a few years back. I suppose I owed him a few favours.

Arriving at the Nowhereville Bridge to Edloe, a chill went down my spine. Edloe was indeed missing! I turned to look at Mariner, who shrugged and tried to suppress tears and a quivering lip.
I turned back to the large body of water where once was Edloe. I wondered if this could be the diabolical work of my cousin, Dr. Zoetrope Dreamscape. I immediately went to work.

Luckily I was carrying my Crossbow outfitted with a spacetime computer and patented Red Rider compass in the stock.
After a few minutes of analysis it was clearly an anomaly, but a natural one in our peculiar universe. It was NOT a man-made disaster. I sighed in relief.
The land mass of Edloe was "thrown" into a future time where it basically "sits" in place. At some point in the near future, our timeline will catch up to "when" Edloe exists and spacetime will continue normally. I explained my findings to Mr. Mariner.
Unfortunately the poor android/gynoid was too confused to comprehend advanced science and jabbered on about some sortof "virtualized hosting" and "datacenter" non-sense. Poor fellow!
It was clear Mariner needed a distraction.

I stood up and gave the gender-confused robot the business card of a friend of mine.
"What's this?" Mariner asked.
I gave him a kiss on the cheek and replied, "I've not seen so much emotion from an automaton before. That's the casting director for All My Circuits."
I wished him luck and returned to the TARDIS.
Flickr: Second Life - Edloe Minus Edloe
Welcome Home, Home? (What Is This Crap?)
CONTEST: Edloe Minus Edloe (What Is This Crap?)
The Cursed Bridge (What Is This Crap?)
Glitches (What Is This Crap?)
((well it could've happened that way))
My implanted emergency alarm triggered. The alarm was a serious one, indicating an existential threat. I quickly noted my current spacetime coordinates and returned to the TARDIS.
The Emergency was NOT exactly an existential threat, but rather than scold my good friend Crap Mariner, I kept silent and went to his aid. After all, the robot DID pull me from a burning airplane a few years back. I suppose I owed him a few favours.

Arriving at the Nowhereville Bridge to Edloe, a chill went down my spine. Edloe was indeed missing! I turned to look at Mariner, who shrugged and tried to suppress tears and a quivering lip.
I turned back to the large body of water where once was Edloe. I wondered if this could be the diabolical work of my cousin, Dr. Zoetrope Dreamscape. I immediately went to work.

Luckily I was carrying my Crossbow outfitted with a spacetime computer and patented Red Rider compass in the stock.
After a few minutes of analysis it was clearly an anomaly, but a natural one in our peculiar universe. It was NOT a man-made disaster. I sighed in relief.
The land mass of Edloe was "thrown" into a future time where it basically "sits" in place. At some point in the near future, our timeline will catch up to "when" Edloe exists and spacetime will continue normally. I explained my findings to Mr. Mariner.
Unfortunately the poor android/gynoid was too confused to comprehend advanced science and jabbered on about some sortof "virtualized hosting" and "datacenter" non-sense. Poor fellow!
It was clear Mariner needed a distraction.

I stood up and gave the gender-confused robot the business card of a friend of mine.
"What's this?" Mariner asked.
I gave him a kiss on the cheek and replied, "I've not seen so much emotion from an automaton before. That's the casting director for All My Circuits."
I wished him luck and returned to the TARDIS.
Flickr: Second Life - Edloe Minus Edloe
Welcome Home, Home? (What Is This Crap?)
CONTEST: Edloe Minus Edloe (What Is This Crap?)
The Cursed Bridge (What Is This Crap?)
Glitches (What Is This Crap?)
((well it could've happened that way))
Monday, July 14, 2008
Zabrina's TARDIS
Zabrina shows me her new TARDIS.
I must say she's taken to the future very well, indeed
I must say she's taken to the future very well, indeed
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