http://mickey-cops.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mickey-cops.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] dizzy_land2008-12-03 03:29 pm

And the power of the people shall come to believe they do rule

((Continuing from this post.))

In the passageways beneath the park, where a group had gathered to break down a long-closed door, a laser beam was widening, and a broad circle began to blacken the surface of the wood, the locks melting and streaming down in shining rivulets, to puddle at the doorstep. The room was getting hot, now.

Outside, all at once, the rides all stopped. Animatronic figures jolted still; boats bumped each other confusedly; rollercoasters fell to the bottom of their tracks and did not continue up. The lights inside the buildings flickered off; the perpetual background noise of music and soundeffects went silent.

Below, the hole in the door began to crackle and spark around the edges, and for just a moment all the eyes trained on the door could see through it a fathomless darkness. An odd, organic silence filled the air; everyone's breathing and small movements were audible, but so too was a new absence of sound, as though the walls were all holding their breath.

And then the air around the door began to shimmer.

Below...

[identity profile] late-born-myth.livejournal.com 2008-12-03 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Psyche lunged towards the hole, heedless both of the path of the laser and the dust particles and rivulets of metal starting to drift back towards the door. She wedged her shoulder and half her upper body into the the opening, and they ceased their motion.

Blinking back at the laser, neck craned around and looking fairly absurd in the ungainly half-in-half-out position she'd managed to get herself into in the three-foot diameter opening, she squinted and then asked in a rather strained voice, "Would you mind...?"

Above...

[identity profile] a-lonely-god.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
The Doctor froze in the darkness of the radio booth, and his hands went automatically to the controls for the loudspeakers and Cayce's music system, flicking switches on and off rapidly. Nothing happened, and after a moment he slumped back in the chair with something like shock, turning his eyes upward at the darkness between him and the ceiling.

Master?

[identity profile] una-harlequin.livejournal.com 2008-12-04 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
As the park fell silent, Una stopped just short of pulling the pin on her last grenade and let her hand fall to her side. She held her breath for a moment and closed her eyes, waiting for the jerk sideways through the megaflow...

And nothing happened. She opened her eyes again and turned to Sam.

Who was still a llama. She had half-expected, though she couldn't have said why, that he'd have been changed back now, but no; still shaggy, brown, and quadripedal.

"Well now," she said, and couldn't think of anything else.
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[personal profile] markoftherani 2008-12-05 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
((Picking up from here.))

The Rani was silent for a moment, and then she started to laugh.

"How," she said ironically, "does the universe function without us?"

He would know her well enough to know that she was speaking on many levels, only one of them rhetorical.
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[personal profile] caycep 2008-12-06 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
((Continued from here))

"Just take a look first," Cayce said. "No need to go just yet. But I think ... I have this idea, see, that people from the same worlds will see each other properly, and it'll mean that ... I'm not sure what it'll mean. That it's a way home, maybe. Or something."
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[personal profile] caycep 2008-12-12 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Goodbyes said, Cayce took a step back from the door and folded her arms, hugging herself a little. "Good luck," she said to Psyche.