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dizzy_land2008-09-26 03:19 pm
caycep) wrote in dizzy_land2008-09-26 03:19 pm
Down in space it's always 1982
((The return of Cayce and Quixote! Wide open RP. If you haven't already, catch up with the adventures of Quixote, Setsuna, Cayce, and Adam here.))
At some point after Pirate Day, an announcement came on over the park PA system.
"Hi everyone. This is Cayce Pollard. I'd like everyone to come to a meeting tonight to discuss a new discovery that's been made about the park. The meeting's in the Honey I Shrunk the Audience auditorium, at sundown. This is pretty important, so please be there if you can."
That evening ...
When Cayce felt a critical mass of audience had been achieved, she stood up, cleared her throat, and began.
"Hi everyone, and thanks for coming. For those of you who don't know him, this is Don Quixote de la Mancha, a ... a true knight and the person we have to thank for this latest discovery. In a moment, I'll let the Don tell his tale in his own words if he wishes, but for now I'll get straight to the point, since I'm sure that's what you're all dying to hear.
"Point is this: Don Quixote and Setsuna Mudou have discovered a complex of passages beneath the park, leading to a door. The door's heavily barred and all our attempts to open it—including asking politely—have met with absolutely no success whatsoever. Any contact with the door—knocking, hitting it, trying to pry off a bar, leaning on it—gets met with the 'please keep your arms and hands inside the ride' announcement that some of you may be familiar with from when people try to walk out the gates, or when ... things happen."
Cayce waited for the reactions to settle down a bit before continuing. "I've called everyone here first to tell about the discovery, and second to find volunteers to look at the door. We really need scientists and magicians." Yep, it still felt weird, saying that. "Whatever's got that door barred probably won't open to anything but sufficiently advanced science. Or magic. Insofar as there's a difference, anyway." Anyone get the Clarke's Law reference?
"So, um, there you have it. Floor's open for questions or discussion. Oh! Before that—Don Quixote, is there anything else that you would like to add?"
***
After the various discussions had settled out somewhat, Cayce finally cleared her throat.
"Okay, so here's the plan. Tomorrow at midday, anyone who wants to join the underground expedition should meet at the statue. It sounds like the time dilation or whatever it is makes time pass more slowly belowground than up here, so I think Adam and Setsuna will be fine. We should take the time to get ready with whatever we'll need to bring with us." Plus, of course, it was Adam. Of course they'd be fine. "Then, once we're at the door and ready to proceed, the—the Master will send a signal to the Doctor, who'll lead the distruption. Anyone has any other questions, find me. Thanks, everybody."
((And there will be a fresh post for the expedition when my life is a little more normal.))
At some point after Pirate Day, an announcement came on over the park PA system.
"Hi everyone. This is Cayce Pollard. I'd like everyone to come to a meeting tonight to discuss a new discovery that's been made about the park. The meeting's in the Honey I Shrunk the Audience auditorium, at sundown. This is pretty important, so please be there if you can."
That evening ...
When Cayce felt a critical mass of audience had been achieved, she stood up, cleared her throat, and began.
"Hi everyone, and thanks for coming. For those of you who don't know him, this is Don Quixote de la Mancha, a ... a true knight and the person we have to thank for this latest discovery. In a moment, I'll let the Don tell his tale in his own words if he wishes, but for now I'll get straight to the point, since I'm sure that's what you're all dying to hear.
"Point is this: Don Quixote and Setsuna Mudou have discovered a complex of passages beneath the park, leading to a door. The door's heavily barred and all our attempts to open it—including asking politely—have met with absolutely no success whatsoever. Any contact with the door—knocking, hitting it, trying to pry off a bar, leaning on it—gets met with the 'please keep your arms and hands inside the ride' announcement that some of you may be familiar with from when people try to walk out the gates, or when ... things happen."
Cayce waited for the reactions to settle down a bit before continuing. "I've called everyone here first to tell about the discovery, and second to find volunteers to look at the door. We really need scientists and magicians." Yep, it still felt weird, saying that. "Whatever's got that door barred probably won't open to anything but sufficiently advanced science. Or magic. Insofar as there's a difference, anyway." Anyone get the Clarke's Law reference?
"So, um, there you have it. Floor's open for questions or discussion. Oh! Before that—Don Quixote, is there anything else that you would like to add?"
***
After the various discussions had settled out somewhat, Cayce finally cleared her throat.
"Okay, so here's the plan. Tomorrow at midday, anyone who wants to join the underground expedition should meet at the statue. It sounds like the time dilation or whatever it is makes time pass more slowly belowground than up here, so I think Adam and Setsuna will be fine. We should take the time to get ready with whatever we'll need to bring with us." Plus, of course, it was Adam. Of course they'd be fine. "Then, once we're at the door and ready to proceed, the—the Master will send a signal to the Doctor, who'll lead the distruption. Anyone has any other questions, find me. Thanks, everybody."
((And there will be a fresh post for the expedition when my life is a little more normal.))
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"I'll volunteer for the... rebel rousing as well."
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"And I volunteer for going down below with the geeks." Not that John particularly had any great desire to spend time with the Master, but there should be more than one relatively sane person keeping them in check, or at least communicating with them. Plus, he might actually be able to help out. MIT degree and Ancients knowledge would hopefully be good for something one of these days.
He glanced around to see if Daniel would be in on this one too, and was slightly alarmed when he didn't see the good doctor anywhere in the auditorium. He'd have to talk to Cayce later, find out if she saw him.
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"So as it stands, we've got Ponder, the Master, John, and Simon accompanying Quixote and me down to the door. We'll have the Doctor on the surface, with Sam, Una, Aeryn, and whoever else happens to be standing around at the time to cause a distraction. Anyone else want to jump in somewhere?" She sort of hoped not, at least as far as the underground group went.
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She was planning to bring some weaponry, in the event that they ran into anything hostile, and also medical supplies. Because she was fairly certain that none of these idiots could be trusted to think of such things on their own.
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Ellie had made her way up to the stage and leaned on it next to Cayce, giving the other woman a little hug. "It's okay, sweetie. Just because everybody knows you're best at organizing this kind of thing doesn't mean it's all on your head." She had her own reasons of late to want to stick around the place a while longer, but Jenny was exactly right: those who wanted desperately to leave weren't ultimately going to give a rat's ass what anyone else thought. "I really don't think it's very likely that the thing will just suck everybody through into someplace worse. It's a door, not an airlock, right? And we'll have to work to get through it. I think there's an implication of free will there." Her eyes found Crowley near the back, and her mouth twisted wryly. "What a concept...anyway, I'll help raise a little Hell. And I know somebody else who might be useful with the door group, if I can find his sorry ass."
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