forum One on one!!!!!!!!! (CLOSED)

Started July 30, 2018 by Deleted user

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"Well, what caused it do you think?" Clara asked.

Peter swung slowly, not saying a word, listening to Clara and the Doctor.

"Right. Pollen everywhere, and everyone is asleep bar the four of us. So, what can we conclude from this?" the Doctor asked.

"Some CrAZy shit is going on!" Peter yelled, not being very helpful.

"Don't swear. Come on, it's obvious!" the Doctor said.

"No. No it's not." Peter muttered.

"Psychic pollen! Dream pollen, if you will. But a different breed of it. It doesn't feed on the darkness in you, it feeds on the energy created by the dreams. Far more dangerous." he said. "It's obvious!"

"Well that's just great! You know, it kind of scares me how your so happy about this!"

"It's brilliant! The best way to take over a planet! It's amazing! It's astonishingly horrible! I love it!" the Doctor said, like a small child at Christmas.

"Like I said before! You scare me!" Peter yelled down. "I'm getting tired up here by the way!"

"Well then come on down." he shouted.

Peter shot a web down to the top of the TARDIS and swung in, landing on the ground a couple feet away from the doctor. "How come the weird pollen stuff doesn't come in here?"

"Automatic shielding. I've encountered the pollen before." he explained.

"Ah. Then just do what you did the first time."

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"I can't. I encountered it because I was trapped in a dream state by it once. It's difficult to reverse if you aren't the one dreaming the dream."

"Well who is it then?"

"Who do you think? Everyone! Everyone is dreaming it!" the Doctor shouted, irritated.

"Well I'm sorry. I have no idea what's going on."

"You wouldn't know." Clara said reassuringly. "Don't worry about it."

"What are we gonna do about it?" He asked, smiling slightly at Clara.

"Well, I have an idea. Of course, you humans might not understand it." Missy said.

"Probably not." Peter said, looking up at her.

"Well, we Time Lords ("Or Time Ladies, of course" she added under her breath) are a very psychic species. And my powers are a little more, well, powerful than is average. If we could rewire the telepathic circuits in the TARDIS, I might be able to shut off the dream. Or I could fry my brain and be terribly, irreversibly dead, with no chance of regeneration." Missy said.

Peter stared up at her, not understanding.

"Missy, no. You're not going to kill yourself, or risk killing yourself." the Doctor glared.