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pm10261
Hi Hope you are okay there over the ditch, At work (for cops- call centre ) we're being run ragged. Would love for Gwen to do something wrong, she caused the problem by being too good very everyone, she should have done or told someone she had seen an alert, thought she could fix it and has now set off an inter planetary conflict, an Alien races is pissed off and has let losse a virus, or threatening to , but make it funny, please. Love your work, look out for updates every day Pamela
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Frogchen
Maybe... she has started a program from Tosh.
And now there is a ripple in space to a parallel-universe. Someone big comes threw - and now the hub get lockdown because of the invaders!
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KatWillow60
Hi
A Rift spike of unusual size has occurred in Splott, of course.
Gwen is left at the Hub. They are still cleaning up after her last disastrous encounter with An Alien tech retrieval.
But when the team, Ianto, Jack, Tosh, Owen, and Kev reach the site they don't find just a piece of tech but a group of ?
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Frogchen
Splott? That's brilliant.
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DarqueQueen7
Earthquake is a bit too close for you. How about Alien Invasion? Add the 11th and 12th Doctors, if you can! I think Peter Capaldi's accent would drag a corresponding accent out of Jack...that would be funny as Hell!
Waiting to see what happens next, D.
Toka2277
Snowstorm, Sharknado?
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OK, you all be crazy but I can see something here …. Let's see….
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"Jack?" Tosh called over her shoulder as she swung in her chair "Rift spike!"
"Where?" Jack bounded down the stairs like a toddler high on sugar, his coat flying so high the coattails were almost shoulder level. Ianto looked up from his cleaning to frown as they had been suffering an incredibly boring day as it was … now action stations. Gods, he knew a clean-up would probably be epic. The damp cloth in his hands was dropped into a nearby bin.
"Splott" Tosh frowned, "Ew."
"Er… I think they pronounce it 'Sploe' in the real estate brochures" Ianto deadpanned and Jack shot him a grin, the excitement level rising as Jack loved drifting the SUV around those quiet streets. Even if Ianto HATED the complaints and threats of infringement notices Gwen would have to fend off with him later.
"Right, let's go. Er … hang on … who is going to man the fort? Owen is still doing that interview thingee with the man from the Weevil fight last night." Jack hesitated "I still can't believe a man simply punched one out of a bar's back door onto it's arse and scolded it like it was a bad dog. I really want to watch THAT footage again."
"Well … he did look fit sir" Ianto said softly, enjoying the momentary drop in grinning velocity before Jack came back twice as fast. He was a fit looking bloke, sort of Jason Momoa with a mix of the Rock. Mmmmmmm.
"Yeah? Maybe I should shag him then" Jack quipped, flying up the steps to the doors as Ianto stopped walking, the bite sharp.
"I'll stay, I have a few things to do here. I will wait for Owen." Gwen offered, her finger poised on the mouse as the latest wedding picture on Pintrest popped up.
"OK… don't … don't touch my stuff" Toshiko said like a petulant teenager "I am running a diagnostic on Mainframe and do NOT want her interrupted ok?"
"One time … I stopped a programme mid-run cycle one time and I learned my lesson. Honest!" Gwen rolled her eyes and waved her hands at them, "Go on. Piss off."
They clambered into the SUV and Ianto reached up to touch his earwig, "Owen? You there you little tosser?"
"Yeah shit-stain"
Ianto grinned "We are coming to Splott where you are to look into a rift spike. Wanna meet us there? Or go back to base to watch Gwen peruse bridal gowns on the net?"
"Oh god. She still doing that? Nah. I will … what the fuck was that."
"Was what?" Ianto's smile slid as he heard the alarm in Owen's voice. "Owen? Sound off mate."
"I … shit, you are not gonna believe this. It's … it looks like some sort of funnel or something … like in the wizard of Oz, the stupid tornado effect but it's green and not touching the ground. I don't know…. It looks like a finger."
"Well … don't do anything .." Ianto leaned forward and peered out of the windscreen and then pointed "There. Jack, look. See that?"
"I do" Jack snarled as he swung the wheel and they crossed a median strip. Stupid things, so bad for the suspension when you jump one doing almost 100kph … don't know why they put them in his way really.
"Something is coming out… wait… it's … it's a …"
"Blue box" Ianto said tonelessly, "Is it a blue box?"
"Yeah. Another one"
"What do you mean another one?" Jack demanded with shock.
"Well, one is already circling the stuff, now another one has popped to of it and they are doing some sort of dance."
"Jack?" Ianto turned to face him "Not sure I like this scenario. Are like… sharks gonna pop out next to eat us all?"
"Nah!" Jack snorted "Sharks don't fly…er…well…nah."
"That sounded very convincing" Toshiko muttered from the backseat.
Jack nodded and touched his own earwig "Gwen?"
Back at base Gwen was swinging in the chair as she imagined her wedding day, the dress floating across the grass, maybe brushing it lightly… might need a hoop for this one. How do you sit in a hoop dress? Nah, can't go to the loo in that right? I mean … if you need a good crap you would have that around your ears.
"Gwen!"
"Jack" she jumped, the screen with four split-screens showing the dress designs she had narrowed down finally getting a break as she rose and listened to his excited talking, then she stormed over to Toshiko's desk and reached out, tapping the mouse twice and leaning in "Hang on … I can't find the little box for that.. god…ah. Oh … there it is, hang on, let me get rid of this… here we go. Right. Yes, there is something on here. It's blinking, a message?"
She tapped the play button and a strange voice boomed out like it was yelling from far away "people of earth, we are come. Be prepared for battle and when you kneel to me I shall tear your faces off and eat them first!"
"Wow" she said softly "He sounds pissed."
Back in the SUV Jack's face paled as he recognised the voice and the race of people who had the habit of executing people just like the manner being threatened. "Shit. The Bakuu."
"Bakuu" Ianto repeated "What are they?"
"Death, riding in on a pale horse …shit. Shit … Ianto … shit" Jack was panting as he swung the wheel again, this time turning the vehicle around as a flash of something came from the twirling end of the finger cloud thing. You know .. it did look silvery white and Ianto knew with certainty it was a spaceship.
"That them?"
"Yeah" Jack grimaced, his teeth grinding as he now took someone's fence out, careening across backyards, flower beds… a paddling pool went flying past Toshiko's window… oh dear… Ianto holding onto the suicide strap with wide eyes as they caught some air … flying across an alleyway, hitting the next fence while still airborne.
Clean-up was gonna be a bitch.
"OWEN" Jack yelled into his 'wig "GET HOME TO BASE! NOW!"
"But I have Kev with me."
"I don't give a flying frog's fart!" Jack replied angrily "Move your skinny arse before it becomes a delicacy on his dinner table."
"What… he really means that eating us part?"
Everyone headed back to the base with open fear, Owen's SUV slamming through a hedgerow to come in behind Jack's to form a strange excitable convoy of two … Jack's determination now starting to frighten Ianto who turned on his seat to look back over the seats out the back window, Toshiko slowly turning to do the same.
The two TARDIS were not dancing … something else ws coming out of that cloud formation and they were locked in battle.
For the first time… the Doctor.. er Doctors were at war.
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Whew … how is that for a start?
OK … what next guys? And throwing a 'Kev' into the mix KatWillow60 might make for some sexual tension along the way. I don't know if jack will flirt and make Ianto jealous, or will Kev flirt and make Jack jealous? Ohhhh … he really wouldn't like Ianto getting the attention there. Hmmmmm.
Clearly theu get locked in and we have several ways to make it happen now … most likely Gwen's fault with stopping that programme just then.
Let's hear what you think next.