6.1
"Hello again, Doctor."
"Hello, Moment." Looping outside his home as the Warrior-Doctor was fine, though some Loopers reacted badly at first blush. Starting a Loop in that incarnation, however, he had a tendency to skip ahead.
"You're here far earlier than normal."
"You know, one of these Loops I want to have something resembling a vacation? Do you mind if we just skip ahead to the whole meeting my future selves thing?"
"Oh, but Doctor, where's the fun in that?" The sapient interface which looked like any number of his companions given the Loop (but most often settled on "Bad Wolf"-Rose) smirked and its eyes glowed. A glowing funnel ripped open over their heads. "Pop on through, Doctor. The future's well and good, but how about remembering who you were?"
The Doctor sighed. "I don't suppose you're going to let me say 'no' to this, are you?"
The Moment smiled mischievously.
"Oh, for god's sake. Fine!" And without ceremony, he jumped into the swirling time vortex.
6.2
Missy sighed as she sat in class. Another boring day of this insipid "high school" she had Awoken in. There hadn't been any pings from any direction she could feel, but as her Loop Memories showed her having come from another universe tied to this one, it was likely that the Anchor was over on that side of things. The memories suggested that she was planning to take over the school with a magical artifact from the other universe, but had to wait for the portal to open, which it wouldn't do for... quite some time. In the mean time, she was using her typical charm (and a little bit of hypnosis) to sway people to her side.
Honestly, though, some of the names here were ridiculous to her ear. Why would any human name their child "Normal Norman," for one?
In any case, by the time the portal had opened, most of the school adored her, and those that didn't were shunned by the others. She was so glad to have read Machiavelli's The Prince instead of relying on that half-quote.
The constant suitors were somewhat grating, even if they were easy on the eyes.
Sneaking through the portal one early morning before school, long before anyone had arrived (including the janitor), Missy found herself struggling for a moment with the concept of walking on four legs. Familiarizing herself with the capabilities her memories said she had in this form, Missy crept through the crystalline hallways, a modified "Point Me" spell aiming her towards the artifact in question. She found it in the room of a not-quite-sleeping pony in a bed and a snoring dragon in a basket. Carefully, she sent the subtlest suggestions of sleep that she could through the room, projecting her incredibly well-honed hypnotic talent through her magic, then tiptoed into the room before swapping the artifact-crown with a crudely made replica. Carefully making her way out of there, she wasn't even in the hall when the not-quite-sleeping one shouted in alarm.
That much resistance to the hypnosis meant one thing to the Mistress: she had found one of the other Loopers in this world.
Unfortunately, making a break for the mirror that held this end of the portal was harder than expected, with the guards roaming the halls coming to the sound of alarm and a myriad of other ponies coming out to chase her at surprising speed.
At least this isn't going to be boring,grinned Missy. Not that she wouldn't have minded boring. Having what appeared to be such a powerful artifact in her pocket for study when she was on her own would have been nice. She needed something like the Ginzuisho for her plans, even if they wouldn't come to fruition until the end of the Loops.
After a brief chase that had her use teleportation magic twice (so exhilarating), she stood before the mirror, the crown itself having already gone through when she was almost caught.
"It's been fun, dears, but I've got a date to get to. Ta ta!" and she jumped through the portal. On the other side, however, she couldn't find the artifact-crown. A quick Point Me, with her wand this time, led her to the Vice Principal's office, which she cursed, as the teachers were practically the only ones at the school notfawning over her.
Teenagers finding one girl popular is one thing, but teachers might cause the police to come in, and that would just cause all sorts of problems she didn't need.
Later that day, she discovered that the crown had been found by one of the few in the school who didn't fall for her charms, a pink-haired girl named Fluttershy. And as she spoke to the girl, attempting to make her feel bad for defying her Mistress*, she found herself interrupted by a purple girl.
"Leave her alone!"
"Oh, hello, dear. I don't think I've seen you around the school before."
The girl (obviously the Looper she had stolen the crown from) looked visibly taken aback by that. Missy could see the question of "who is this" in her eyes. "I-I'm Twilight Sparkle."
Ah, the pony Anchor. "Twilight, such a lovely time of day. And you-"
"Oi! Missy! Get away from them!" shouted a "new" voice.
Missy rolled her eyes. "Hello, Rainbow Dash. I was just getting to know the new girl, that's all."
Rainbow Dash, leader of the group not under Missy's control, stepped closer. "Well, maybe she doesn't want to know you, you snake." Oh, if only she could show just how snake-like the Mistress could be. "New girl, Fluttershy, we're leaving!"
Missy frowned in mild consternation as the three left. She had easily confirmed that her detractors weren't Looping, but their obstinance could be quite infuriating.
Regardless, she had a crown to win back. Missy sighed as she realized that she'd have to actually use it as her unAwake self sought to, just to keep from arousing the suspicion of the Anchor. The rainbow thing they were planning on was probably going to clash with her so.
Two days later, the Fall Formal was well underway. She hadn't even had to lift a finger for her loyal subjects to start badmouthing the new girl at first, but all that was ruined with a little song and dance number, like the music was some kind of counter for her hypnosis. Oh, she still had a couple followers, but their usage was limited by their idiocy.
She always had to be careful in how she worded orders to Snips and Snails.
Regardless, Twilight won the Fall Formal crown, as expected, and Missy used her talking dog to lure her out to the courtyard, where she stood before the portal.
"Hello, Twilight. I haven't much chance to speak with you since you arrived. How areyou finding my school?"
"It's not your school any more, Missy!" Twilight declared. "We've broken whatever spell you had over the students here."
"Oh, I know. But you don't really think I'd have left everything to chance, do you? I have had years to plan this out, after all." Missy smiled as she pointed at nothing behind them, which served as distraction enough for her to run forward and snatch the crown right off Twilight's head and place it on her own.
Sometimes, Missy wished she wasn't so stubborn about being stealthy. Following the Evil Overlord List would make things so much easier and less painful sometimes.
As the pain and light show subsided, Missy got a look at her new form. "Oh, very nice. Very fitting for the Queen of Evil, wouldn't you say?" (Missy was expecting to replace Maleficent any Loop now.) "Now, then, with the power boost granted me by this lovely crown..." Missy gave a flap of her bat wings and landed on the statue and looked into the school, focusing her powers.
"I AM THE MISTRESS!" she shouted, waves of magic coming off her. "AND YOU WILL OBEY ME!"
And like that, every single person in the school, student and not, found themselves willing to follow her every command. Unfortunately for her, there were six not in the school she still had to deal with.
"Sorry, Missy," said Twilight, a look of determination on her face, "but not today! Just like we discussed, girls!" The six girls before her quickly held hands and rose into the air, transforming as they did so to gain ears and tails, and the crown on her head sent out a beam of purple light that intersected with their heart formation.
Fortunately, she still had the presence of mind to dodge the first blast of rainbow magic, which broke the statue she'd been standing on (though the pedestal with the portal in it remained intact). And then things went pear-shaped when a bright wave like a rainbow wall came out instead, and she couldn't dodge fast enough.
What happened next was indescribable.
The next thing the Mistress knew, she was laying on the ground in front of the statue, human again, and feeling weary and... oddly lighter. She knew she didn't have to be evil.
Of course, she'd known that for a while now, but the feeling of "you don't have to be a bad person" had grown strong enough to almost overwhelm how much fun she had being evil sometimes. Almost.
Still, she put on a contrite face, knowing that she still hadn't been outed as a Looper a small consolation prize for the debacle of this night.
She really hoped that the Loop was going to end soon, she didn't want to have to keep up a goody-goody act for too long. It might ruin her reputation!
6.3 (Jcogginsa)
"Hmm, what's that?" asked the Doctor, who was currently in his first incarnation and enjoying a fine pipe in the corner of the bar.
"What was your time at Freddy's like?" asked Mike Schmidt.
"Freddy's? Be more specific, man."
"Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria," Spyro the Dragon said from his seat.
"Oh, that place. Nothing really important. I touched up the animatronics' AI and upgraded their power source. Honestly, I don't know what the fuss is about."
(wildrook)
There was a blink as a certain old Ripple User stared at the Doctor. "Seriously," he muttered. "Seriously? I shouldn't be surprised, but...SERIOUSLY?!"
"Grandad, you forget who we're talking to?" Jotaro asked him.
6.4 (Blazingen1, edited by OathToOblivion)
"There were days, there were many days that these words could burn stars and raise up empires and topple Gods," the Time Lord known as the Doctor stated, flipping her red hair behind her back.
Meanwhile, "Matt Smith", the Loop's Anchor and the being usually known as the Doctor fidgeted uncomfortably as he took in the form of this Loop's Doctor, who looked disturbingly like Amy Pond. He wasn't exactly thrilled by this, not by a long shot. "What does it say?" he hesitatingly asked. This Variant's version of Gallifreyan looked like it was illegible, since he couldn't read it at all.
"To Infinity and Beyond! ...Huh. Wonder what that's about," the red-headed, Amy Pond-lookalike Doctor mused. Meanwhile, Matt was internally facepalming. It looked like Buzz had been this way. ...But which one? The more sensible one from the Toy Story Loops, or the actual Space Ranger?
6.5 (Scorntex)
"You win."
The Doctor Awoke, sitting in the TARDIS back in his fourteenth incarnation (the Twelfth Doctor), staring at the cold grey floor. He heard a small sniffing sound, and looked up to see Clara, leaning on the door and not moving. With a speed best described as glacial, he walked over towards her.
"Clara...?" he asked. Slowly, her eyes turned towards him. Her lips trembled.
Without even realising he'd done it, he had his arms around her, and hers around his. There were no words, no noise. There was nothing else in the universe but them.
Just the Doctor, and Clara, alone and together.
6.6 (wildrook)
Never in this loop had all the Servants gathered...well...all of them except Assassin...but if they had, it would have been a free-for-all, not something akin to a high-school reunion. Especially since in place of EMIYA, a familiar man with a bow tie and suit had replaced him as the Archer of the Fifth War.
The scene was night in the woods away from Fuyuki and the Einzbern Compound. Berserker's Mad Enchantment had worn off due to the utter shock of the man in the bow tie (Illya was more concerned on why), Lancer was just smiling as if he was looking at a good friend of his, Rider had the urge to go and hide in someone else's workshop at the mere sight of the man, Saber's kingly mask looked like it wanted to break down, and Gilgamesh looked like he wanted to stab the man as well as the rest of them right then and there...yet couldn't due to curiosity.
The reaction that caught them off-guard, however, was Caster. As soon as he had shown up, she had embraced him in a manner that would make a Chinese Amazon proud. Shirou had seen variants where Caster was nicer than in baseline and had been her Master in ones where she was decent to be around...not to mention the Carnival Phantasm loops where Kuzuki proposed to her. But having Medea, the Witch of Betrayal (And in one loop, complete pain in the rear end due to her obsession with Saber), put the Doctor in a mad embrace that would have River Song a little jealous (and silently, he was glad she wasn't looping yet) was the craziest thing he had seen. If it wasn't for the plan both of them had thought up in order to take out Kotomine AND Zouken while reconstructing the Grail System from scratch with a Loop-Aware Zelretch and saving Sakura and Illya, he would have been literally thrown for a loop.
Shirou then cringed. "Rin," he said, looking at the Summoner of Archer, "I think you have this in the bag."
The confused look on Rin Tohsaka's face was priceless. "And that would mean..."
Then Shirou face-palmed as he remembered her tendency to not get involved with technology as a whole. "You summoned the Doctor," he said.
That just made her even more confused. "Archer's a Doctor? If so, then Doctor who? And why are most of the other Servants reacting like that?"
"Exactly," Shirou muttered as he saw the spectacle before him. Then again, Rin couldn't handle CELL phones. Still, Shirou did some research. One of the dangerous things about the Doctor in the Grail War would be his EX Charisma Stat...another would be the Fury of the Time Lord, which was on Overdrive after hearing about what would happen in Baseline. Two such times Shirou had heard about it were the incident with the Family of Blood, as well as Demon's Run, which was something he had looked up during one visit to the Hub World. "You're looking at the reason why, Rin."
"Now that I have your attention," the Doctor muttered, "and Medea, please get off me. I know it's been a while since I've seen you, but I've got others to meet." Caster complied, begrudgingly. "Now, ah, Chu Chulainn, it's been a while."
"Years," was what Lancer replied. "Truth be told, I still owe you a drink for that one time you came to visit."
"Indeed. Luckily, one of the masters is a good chef. Hope there's no hard feelings when you got stabbed."
Shirou was almost indignant. "I may be angry, but poisoning my guest's dinner?" he asked the Doctor. "I can't believe you'd think I'd put dog food in his meal!"
Lancer cringed. "It was just business, kid!" he yelled. "You witnessed me fight this guy, and there were rules to follow."
"That reminds me," the Doctor muttered, "I have to visit this Clock Tower. They're not as bad as Hogwarts, but their rules are strict. Nice seeing you again, by the way." He then turned to Rider. "And hello, Medusa. You look lovely as ever."
"You're not going to kill me, are you?" she asked him. "Keep in mind your name is in the cascade named after me."
"That I'm aware of, but rest assured, I'll find a way to save your true master from his clutches. I've saved the world with only a computer virus, a phone full of disguises, and memory. I just need co-operation and some muscle...which brings me to Heracles here."
Illya was surprised. "You know Berserker?" she asked him.
"Know him? Really, during the era of Gods, I was known as the Oncoming Storm, Miss..."
"That's Illya von Einzbern, Doctor," Shirou replied, Rin almost panicking at the audacity.
"Shirou, what are you doing?" Rin asked him. "Are you trying to get us killed?"
The Doctor was amazed. "Oh, your sister," was what he said. "Well, Stepsister, but yeah, I did hear stories. Which reminds me...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry. But rest assured, I WILL find a way to keep you alive."
"Oh, you know about her status as the Grail," was what Gilgamesh said, interjecting. "And of all my years of being alive, I would NEVER expect YOU to show up...Doctor."
"And the King of Heroes speaks," the Doctor said, keeping a straight face. "Tell me, how many children will it take to satisfy your hunger?"
Gilgamesh growled. "You may have stopped my reign back then, but right now, I'm ready to end your life."
"You will do no such thing," was what Caster replied, most of the other servants catching their attention.
"And you're going to stop me, Witch?"
"Not just her," was what Saber replied, taking her blade out. "Can't believe I'm saying this, but...the Doctor was right back then, and it cost me my chance for the Grail."
"Oh, you are kidding me," Rin muttered.
"Yeah," was what Shirou muttered. "Everywhere in time. Even in the time of King Arthur."
The Doctor was surprised. "You remember?" he asked her.
"How can I not? You were there that day when Mordred attacked...and it only took six words to end my reign before the final battle. You were angry that day."
The Doctor gave her a look. "I had good reason to," he replied, "and I know you had to keep up public appearance...I'm just sorry Guinevere and Lancelot had to pay the price from it."
"I'm the one who should apologize, Doctor," Saber said.
"Tragic," Gilgamesh said, sarcastically. "Still, what's to stop me?"
"Let's see," Shirou muttered. "Well, the Doctor's Charismatic to the point where he can gain allies from just talking and saving their lives. Heck, Berserker here is dealing with a clear mind. Rider feels obligated to help him due to the fact that his true name is in HER Cascade, but he HAS met her sisters before. Lancer had fought the guy once and owes him a drink. Caster...don't know what her story is, but it may have involved him safeguarding her from the Gods, especially Aphrodite."
"Close," Caster replied, "somewhat."
Shirou nodded. "And Saber here needed some things to let out."
"And if I should slay the masters first?" was what Gilgamesh asked him. "What would he do then?"
"You're bluffing," was what Lancer said, speaking up. "Because my current Master happens to be the so-called NEUTRAL Party of this war, Kirei Kotomine, and YOU know this!"
Rin cringed. "Say what!?" was what she yelled. "That's against the rules!"
"I AM THE RULES!" Gilgamesh yelled, focusing on Lancer. "And you just earned yourself a trip back to the Throne of Heroes!"
"So much for getting that drink," Lancer replied, "but my testimony is enough, wouldn't it, Doctor? Kid?"
"You two PLANNED this?" Rin asked them, smiling sweetly.
Shirou then cringed. "We're still working on the second part," was what he replied, "which involves a raid on the Matou Manor."
Gilgamesh was growling. "DON'T IGNORE ME, YOU MONGRELS!" he yelled, opening the Gate of Babylon.
"Doctor, I'll handle Gilgamesh," was what Shirou replied, stepping in. "You guys go over to Zouken's place and save Sakura."
"Shirou, you moron!" was what Rin yelled. "What the heck..."
"GATE OF BABYLON!" was what Gilgamesh yelled.
"I'm with Shirou on this one," the Doctor said, grabbing Rin. "Heracles, protect Illya!" The beast nodded, carrying Illya away from the battlefield as the other Servants followed them.
Shirou, however, was ready. "RHO AIAS!" he yelled, using seven-layered shield that has the petals disintegrating.
"You're either very brave," Gilgamesh said, "or very stupid to let your comrades go like that. Too bad they'll be dead before they get...wait...what's that chanting?"
Indeed, Shirou was muttering a familiar Aria...one that has evolved since his first Fused Loop.
"...UNLIMITED BLADE WOOOOOOOOOORKS!" Shirou yelled, the area changing into an eternal hill of swords.
Gilgamesh was growling. "I should have figured a Faker would have his own collection of swords," was what he muttered.
Shirou ignored the contempt and killing intent. "King of Heroes," he said, spawning Kanshou and Bakuya. "I can say this...you don't have enough blades."
"You think mere copies can defeat the original, you faker!?" was what Gilgamesh yelled, grabbing a blade from his collection.
"I don't think," was what Shirou said, throwing the twin blades as he spawned another with a bow. "I know." He then launched the blade towards Gilgamesh as he was distracted by the twins.
The blade became fragile...deadly...and broken as it smashed Gilgamesh in the face. Shirou, going through different blades brought up copies of Durandal and Ardonight in order to counter against Gilgamesh's weaponry.
The collection of blades didn't matter as Shirou was skilled enough to wield them all...and that made Gilgamesh very angry.
"DAMN YOU," was what Gilgamesh yelled. "DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU TO THE PITS OF HADES!" That made the standoff even worse. "You smash the king's Face in with a shoddy version of Excalibur and..."
"Excalipoor," was what Shirou corrected. Gilgamesh was confused. "It's called Excalipoor, and it's not best used for sword combat, which is why I used it as a Broken Phantasm. Not the point, but right now, you're fighting a losing battle, Your Majesty."
Gilgamesh growled. "I'll show you losing battle," was what he muttered. "EA!"
That made Shirou move quickly to sever Gilgamesh's arms with Cloud's Buster Sword.
Indeed, through the fused loops, Shirou had expanded his collection to include swords from other worlds. Excalipoor and the Buster Sword were two such items as Shirou might need them in future loops.
He just didn't think that he'd sever Gilgamesh's arms with the Buster Sword...or unconsciously channel Cloud Strife using Omnislash.
Gilgamesh growled. "How are you able to wield something that heavy?" he asked him.
"I don't just copy swords," Shirou replied. "My Origin IS the sword!" That's when he brought up a blade that he wouldn't think of copying without brain damage...one that he needed a few seconds to unleash as it had been glowing within the desert like a Beacon. One that took several fused loops to understand...and to complete.
Gilgamesh was furious as not only did he lose his arm to this faker, but he had managed to craft a perfect copy of the blade of his "beloved."
"EX-" was what Shirou started.
"Enuma..." Gilgamesh growled in order to unleash his second Noble Phantasm, but it was too late.
"-CALIBUR!" he yelled, using a sword wave that cut the King of Heroes in two.
Even HE couldn't believe it.
"How did you...how is it possible..." Gilgamesh muttered before his body started to wither.
Shirou then gave him a look. "It just came to me," he replied. 'That, and I'm amazed my mind's still intact...'
As the Hill of Swords faded with Gilgamesh's body, Shirou then collapsed.
Imagine his surprise when his Reality Marble didn't drain him completely.
"Now to help out Sakura," Shirou said, snapping himself out of it as he ran towards the Matou House.
6.7 (crossoverpairinglover)
In the great white abyss, there was only one thing to be found.
The one thing that the Doctor found himself needing, much to his annoyance.
With a scowl on his face, the TARDIS materialized in the sole thing in this void beyond the in loop scope of time of space as the Doctor exited the TARDIS, went to the other side and removed from his physical, non subspace pocket a wallet.
And from that wallet, a credit card, which he inserted into the machine.
REGULAR, SUPER OR HIGH QUALITY TIME FUEL?
He jabbed the REGULAR, stuck the gas pump into the TARDIS and waited.
Why this loop required time machines of all sorts to have to go to a temporal gas station to refuel, as opposed to the far more efficient methods of powering itself the TARDIS usually had to keep itself running was beyond him.
And for that matter, who ran, or built, a gas station in the space between space and time?!
Absently looking up at the logo, he saw the place was called Tom Milligan's
Odd. He could have sworn he knew that name from somewhere.
While trying to figure that question out, he absently noticed a few more time machine esc devices appear at the gas station, as several time travelers (who the Doctor was not sure if they were loopers or not) all popped out and had to deal with the headaches of Tom Milligan Time Fuel stations
"...This isn't supposed to happen" a sort of, the Doctor thought the term was 'Moe' girl with reddish hair whimpered as a brown haired girl who was with her visible yawned, looking annoyed and rather bored.
"...Sure, I can conquer timeline after timeline, but I can't get better gas mileage" a blue faced, armored man complained bitterly.
"I could have sworn this stuff cost 20 cents less in 40 years. Maybe I should risk it?" the gold wearing blond who resembled a superhero contemplated
"...How do you fuel up a treehouse, Jack?" a little blond girl whined to said Jack, who the Doctor could only assume was in the treehouse (and tree) next to their pump.
The Doctor officially decided to get a freakin' bag of Jelly Babies from the Convenience store, and maybe a soft drink. It had to be more sensible that all of this.
"THAT WILL BE FIVE DOLL-ARS AND THIR-TEEN CENTS!"
...except for the Dalek running the register.
"...Do you take pounds?"
"NEG-ATIVE! I AM AN AMER-ICAN DALEK! NOW PAY ME!"
The Doctor removed his credit card, only for the Dalek to blast it
"NO CREDIT CARDS FOR PUR-CHASES UNDER NINE DOLL-ARS!"
6.8 (Valentine Meiken)
The Doctor entered a room to see a group of Gremlins, headed by a particularly snappily dressed one, arguing with a group of Daleks.
"BUY!" One of the Daleks stated.
"SELL!" The Gremlin snapped back.
"BUY!" The Dalek seemed to press.
"SELL!" The Gremlin countered.
"What exactly is going on in here?" The Doctor asked.
"TH-IS CR-EA-TU-RE IS NOT AG-REE-ING WI-TH DALEK STOCK P-ORT-FOL-IO..." One of the Daleks stated.
"We are not investing in laser weaponry!" The Gremlin snapped. The Doctor closed the door, and moved a nearby sofa to block the door. He was not going back into that stock meeting.
6.9
"Now, Jamie, Zoe, remember," the Doctor wrung his hands as he and his companions walked out of the TARDIS. "While we're here, I want you to call me 'Patrick Troughton.'"
"I know, Doc-" Jamie paused at the Doctor's look. "Patrick. But, why?"
"Well, it was the only way I could do this."
"Do what?"
"Good evening, and welcome to Milliways! Allow me to show you to your table." The three travellers followed the maître-de to a table that was already crowded by several other people.
"Took you long enough, Patrick." quipped one, an elderly gentleman with a large nose and frilly coat.
"Oh, I see... all of you made it here already, Jon. And how did you do that?"
"Well, I was here first, you see," said a young man in a tweed jacket and bow-tie. "Pretty much because I already knew when the rest of you were going to arrive."
"In other words," answered "Jon." "He cheated."
"And so did the rest of you," said a grizzled looking man. Of all the people at the incredibly large table, he was the only one sitting alone.
"Oh, come off it, John," a wild-haired man in a long coat said. "We already knew you were different."
"I'm sorry, ah, Patrick," said Zoe. "But who are all these people?"
"Well, to paraphrase myself, I am they and they are me. But don't spread that around. Milliways doesn't normally allow for more than one of a person to be present at their grand show. That's why the pseudonym, you see."
"Oh, aye," agreed Jamie, completely lost. "And what is this 'grand show?'"
The Doctors (and 'John') grinned in an almost mischievous way. "You'll see."
"Ladies and gentlemen and assorted other-gendered species! Welcome to Milliways, the Restaurant at the End of the Universe!"
6.10 (Detective Ethan Redfield)
"DOES MIS-TER POT-TER HAVE HIS KEY?!"
Harry's hand already held a copy of the Elder Wand hidden in his robe. His eyes scanned the room constantly, his senses on high alert as Hagrid fished out his key and handed it to the teller. There was no other way to describe this loop other than bizarre. Of course, there would be few positive words to describe Daleks replacing the goblins in his baseline. Another Dalek approached as the Teller one shouted, "DA-LEK GRIP-HOOK WILL TAKE YOU TO YOUR VAULT! DO YOU HAVE AN-Y O-THER BUS-INESS BE-FORE WE TAKE YOU TO THE VAULTS?!
Hagrid exchanged a note from Dumbledore regarding Vault 713, which made the Dalek very silent for a moment, "VE-RY WELL! NOW LEAVE US!"
Hagrid muttered, "Right, lets move quick, Harry. Daleks do not like to be held up."
The visit went off without much else a variation. Harry pondered for a moment how he might try contacting the Doctor. Furthermore for the rest of that loop, he waited on edge for the other shoe to drop when the Daleks would try to overthrow Magical Britain and the Doctor to save the day. When Harry awoke the next day after defeating Voldemort in his cupboard without the Daleks so much as uttering an 'EX-TER-MIN-ATE,' the boy just shook his head and knew he wouldn't be forgetting them anytime soon.
6.11 (Hubris Plus)
Missy took a moment to admire her latest form as she waited to make her entrance. Mm, yes, very'queen of evil' until you got to the clothes. Great bat wings, reptilian tail, claws, and eyes that glowed on command. She flicked them on and off a few times just for the fun of it.
The clothes would definitely have to go, though. Very raggedy, reminiscent of... What was her name? So many girls went through that little blue box that it wasn't so much hard to remember their names as it was to care what they were.
Leela, that was it. The savage. She couldn't deny that there was a certain something to the scantily clad peasant look, but she'd have to see about getting something proper if it wasn't too out of character.
Just as she was deciding between skirts and a pantsuit, the stone wall she'd been waiting behind slid open. She wasn't sure which of the men in the office on the other side was more striking. One was dressed in an expensive suit worn casually and had the long hair that seemed so fashionable in modern billionaires pulled back in a ponytail. And had a goatee. Missy loveda good goatee.
The other one was a seven foot tall flying reptile monster, but, well, goatee. Still, her Loop memories said that Mr Lizard was important. And something about a curse, and a castle, and destroying all the humans. There was certainly somethingto that last one.
Where was she? Ah, yes, in an office.
"Demona," Mr Lizard growled, glaring at her with his arms crossed.
Some people would have thought the name a bit too on the nose. Some people had not started calling themselves the Master the instant they decided to conquer the universe.
"Goliath," she purred, recalling his actual name just in time. "It's been far too long."
Missy had decided she quite liked this Loop. Her Loop memories came pre-packed with an encyclopedic knowledge of a number of delightful magical artifacts, the competition was interesting but kept a distance, and her fellow villains...
Well, goatee. Said it all, didn't it? And the reputation of one David Xanatos in the Loops certainly didn't hurt, though he didn't seem to be Awake.
Already she'd acquired a robot double platform (she had dozens of them, but one could never have too many doubles), a method of perfect magical mind control (ditto), and a compendium of the local magic system. A magic mirror had given her the opportunity to make friends with the local trickster, who butlered in his spare time, and she'd recently acquired an Eye of Odin.
An excellent haul that was only getting better as she swooped in to attend a wedding. Always fun, weddings. Or was that funerals. She musthave been thinking of funerals, fun was right in the name.
Whatever the case, her Loop memories told her she had a paradox to fulfill, and this was as good a chance as any.
"Goliath," she greeted her momentary paramour. "Do you remember-"
"I'm in no mood for your trickery," he snarled, thrusting a broken green half-shield at her. "Work your sorcery and be done with it."
Missy pouted as she produced her own half of the Phoenix Gate. She was sureshe'd be having more fun than this if the Anchor weren't holding some sort of grudge with her local counterpart. But she'd just have to make the most of it. After all, there was no time like time travel.
Reciting a line of garbled latin, she engulfed the wedding party in a sphere of fire and cast them all into the past.
After she'd succeeded in failing to change her past self's mind, she found herself on a castle parapet, alone with Xanatos. Terribly naughty to catch a lady like that on his wedding night.
Apparently he'd had his own time loop to take part in. Wonderfully twisty, that mind of his. Definitely worthy of the goatee.
"Demona," he said, not taking his eyes off the night sky. Unspoiled by modern lights or pollution, it was quite a sight. Even Missy had a soft spot for starlight, if only because each pinpoint marked another member of her eventual dominion. "You've been around a few times. Tell me, have you ever met a man by the name of Havelock Vetinari?"
She didn't freeze. Didn't blink. Didn't give any indication that anything might be wrong. But she didtake notice.
"I don't believe I've had the pleasure." Though that was another name that had drawn her attention.
"A brilliant man with an appalling lack of ambition," Xanatos elaborated. "He rules his city by virtue of everyone agreeing that he should. Not democratically, mind you," he chuckled. "He's a tyrant through and through. But he's a tyrant whose fall would be a universal loss. Whether it be power, or money, or life, no onewould come out ahead if he were deposed. He's despised by thousands, and not a one would raise their hands against him. Most of the conspiracies against him wouldn't even exist if he hadn't started them."
"Is this going somewhere?" She asked warily.
"I once had the opportunity to ask him how he'd manage a society of post-scarcity immortals. How do you control people who can't, in any real way, loseanything? It took an hour to convince him the hypothetical was worth considering, but once he did..." Xanatos turned his gaze on her. "Everythinghas a currency, Demona. For this hypothetical society, it's novelty. Be interesting, even dangerous, without crossing whatever line they have..." He offered a predatory grin.
"They'll watch you. They'll pounce the instant they spot the scheme, and many of them will be quite violent. But almost all of them will let you try, just because they'll get a David Xanatos story out of it." He turned back to the scenery. "All this skulking around makes you interesting for now, but one day... Remember my advice."
"That's all very fascinating. But tell me one thing..." She smirked. "Do you have any idea who I actually am?"
"Oh, no clue." He admitted without rancor. "But I'm a magnificent Legilimens, and Demona shields her mind differently."
Oh yes,Missy grinned wide. Definitely worthy of the goatee.
6.12 (Detective Ethan Redfield)
"Space...my back yard. These are the voyages of the timeship TARDIS. It's continuing mission, to act as a tour guide when I feel like it. To seek out new life and dangerous civilizations. To boldly go...where no sane being has ever gone before!"
Martha's voice cut through the Doctor's monologue. "Doctor, who are you talking to?"
The Doctor almost jumped and hid his voice recorder. "Oh, no one, sorry. Just, reminiscing."
Martha gave him a dubious expression before the Doctor clenched his teeth. "Right. How about a trip to Barcelona?"
The woman tilted her head."Why Spain?"
The Doctor shook his head. "No, no, no, the planet, not the city."
He quickly started sharing, hoping that she would forget his acting as Captain Picard. Still, he would have to get one of those logs Picard used in his quarters.
Doctor's log...yeah has a nice ring to it, he pondered to himself as he pushed several buttons on the console.
6.1: The Moment may not be Looping, but it loves to mess with the Doctor.
6.2: The Mistress just has too much fun being evil for the Elements' therapy sessions to work on a single hit.
6.3: Apparently, there's this thing called "Five Nights at Freddy's."
6.4: Role reversal Loops aren't very fun for the Doctor.
6.5: After her Awakening Loop, Clara's memories were updated with what came after Trenzalore. Wouldn't you need a hug after that?
6.6: The Doctor knows everyone.
6.7: Capitalism is everywhere.
6.8: Daleks of Wall Street!
6.9: The Doctor often enjoys Milliways whenever he can.
6.10: Loops can get... weird.
6.11: The Master has always loved a good goatee, why do you think he always had one of his own?
6.12: The Doctor can get a tad bored at times...