1×1 Iwillneverchange & ambereyes {★} Doctor Who RP

[Iwillneverchange]

(Dear god please tell me you didn't just bring Cyber-fish-people into the story. Oh my god I love you. And I've been meaning to post but I've been sick all week and home from school plus we had my grandma's funeral last night/this morning. So hey. You know.)

As they reached the shore, the water pulled the sand away from around the Doctor's shoes, his feet sinking into the wet ground beneath his feet just so slightly as he stepped away from the crystal water. He smiled. "I guess I did win!" He almost jumped in excitement-the Doctor loved a good race, you could tell if you'd seen him on a daily basis-but then he saw the metallic creature. Instinctively, he put a protective arm around Mercy, his eyes narrowing into a scowl with a hint of fear in them.

"Mercy?" He paused for a moment. "That may or may not be one of the most dangerous creatures known to...well, anyone who knows about them. I'm not sure...but I do believe that's a Cyberman." He breathed deeply. It didn't look hostile, but then again, it didn't exactly have a way to change its facial expressions either. But if it was hostile, surely it would have attacked by now...perhaps the water had forced it to malfunction. And it appeared to be fine around the Ergen natives...maybe it wasn't a Cyberman, but perhaps a simply silver fish-person...but when he heard, very quietly, the words, "The Doctor will be D-E-L-E-T-E-D" as it stepped closer, he realized that it was exactly what he had feared.

"They just keep coming back, don't they...And I thought I got rid of you. I thought when I lost Rose that was the end of these miserable, emotionless shells. But no. Just like the Daleks, you keep coming back, don't you?" He almost spat the words at the metallic alien, still pulling Mercy close to him in a protective embrace. He wouldn't step back, but he had to know whether this thing was dangerous to them or not. It had said 'DELETED'...but perhaps its software was contaminated by seawater. And then it stepped closer. Slowly, deliberately, and the Doctor's face showed fear this time, because he knew he couldn't run. There was nowhere to run-and if he ran people would be hurt or killed. Where there was one Cyberman there would be many more, he knew, and this thing couldn't have survived alone. They were trapped now...there was only the Cyberman and water...death or..."Oh, BRILLIANT!" He cried. "Mercy. Step into the water. Now."

[ambereyes]

Mercy listened to the Doctor as he spoke about the danger this cold machine with a distant feel about it. She knew she was supposed to be scared out of her wits, probably running away screaming bloody murder and pushing the fish people out of her way, but she wasn't. She wasn't scared. Of the metal man. Of what it would do to them. Of death. And there was a simple explanation for the smile on her face and the gimmer of excitement in her eyes. One word explained why she was so excited. And what was that word? Doctor.

He had defeated the Cybermen before. Many times before, probably. Even if he hadn't met the metal men before this, she was sure he would find a way to stop them from doing whatever they wanted to do with Ergen VIII. 907 years of time and space had to be enough time to practice coming up with plans to stop total destruction of an alien race.

Mercy thought back to the Doctor's story, trying to remember if he had ever said anything about the Cybermen. She racked her brain for anything, even a little fact about the Cybermen, a weakness that the Doctor might have said during his rambling sessions...Mercy cursed at herself for not paying more attention when the Doctor was talking about various, irrelevant subjects all at once.

Wait, what am I doing? Oh, right, Cyberman.

Mercy's attention was directed to their current situation. She looked at the Doctor, who seemed to be adressing her. Confusion dominated her face for a second as he began to talk about Rose and the Daleks, but she finally realized that it was his metallic enemy he was speaking to.

She looked at the Cyberman, observing as closely as possible without getting out of the Doctor's protective 'hug'. The robot-like alien was frightening towering over the Doctor and Mercy like that, and there was a certain kind of invisible cloud of anger surrounding the metal man, but there was something else. An emotion that Mercy couldn't quite explain. Somewhere, deep under the cold, metal shell of the Cyberman there was a feeling other than fear and rage. When the Time Lord's new companion looked into the eyes of the Doctor's enemy, she could see empty eyes. Eyes that were empty, but full of sadness at the same time.

"Wait, the water? Doctor, are you serious?" Mercy could see that the Doctor was completely terrified, and absolutely serious when he told Mercy to step into the clear, blue water. Despite her skepticism of the command, Mercy obeyed and walked slowly into the water, stopping when it was up to the middle of her legs. "He's gone completely mad," she mumbled under her breath. "He's got to realize that the Cyberman's going to come after us. The water's not going to save us..."

Mercy kept her eyes on the Doctor, focusing in case she needed to send a message quickly. Occasionally, her gaze flitted back to the Cyberman, who seemed to be approaching the Doctor. She cursed at the Doctor under her breath, wondering what he was planning. Whatever it is, she thought, he'd better not get himself killed. Mercy made an attempt at sending the Doctor a message. Doctor, don't get killed, okay? If you manage to get yourself killed, I'm going to find a way to go back in time and kill you myself. And that's a promise.

Mercy's tone was serious, but she could never actually bring herself to kill the Doctor, or anyone, for that matter, under any circumstances. After Ezra's death, the thought of causing the pain of losing someone made Mercy hate the thought of killing, and violence in general. And right now, the thought of Mercy killing the Doctor made her hate herself.

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The Doctor's arm didn't leave Mercy's shoulder as he stepped back into the ocean water, immediately feeling the warmth wash over his lower legs as he stepped back far enough that it would wash up around his knees. He trembled ever-so-slightly, not from fear but from the memory of the last time he had faced a Cyberman...the time he had lost Rose.

"No, I'm not mad, Mercy." He grinned, a spark of anger and hurt still in his eyes as he looked at her. "I heard that, Time Lord hearing. And of course it's going to come after us, but...come on! The WATER, Mercy. The salt water ought to short circuit it long enough for us to get out and get a proper plan, at very least." Then he came to a realization. But what if the short-circuiting ends up sending out an electric charge? No, you IDIOT! That would kill anything and everything in this water for miles and miles around. But he had to hope...No. He couldn't risk that. He couldn't risk everyone on this planet getting killed because he formulated a plan around the wrong facts. But what else could he do?

He had to protect Mercy, and he had to protect the planet.
It was either running away with her and leaving these people to face whatever the Cybermen had in store, or risk losing Mercy and stay and think of some way to defeat them.

But he chose neither. He stepped towards the Cyberman, sending a telepathic message back to Mercy. MERCY. I know you can hear this. I need you to go. Go back to the TARDIS. And I'm not going to tell you to stay there since I know you'll come right back after me because you don't want me to die. And that's fair. But I need you to do something. In the TARDIS, on the right side of the console room, there should be a pair of what looks like ridiculously oversized wires that have a spot to connect. I need you to run back out here and bring those to me. I'm going to stall, and that's all I can do until you get me those wires. Just trust me.

The Doctor had to hope this would work. If he could, quickly enough, use his sonic screwdriver to set the cables to the right setting and connect them, he could stop any Cybermen in a certain range for good. Their hardware would simply stop-the electromagnetic properties of the electric pulse he would send out would kill them. But that wouldn't take out all of them, and the cable needed to recharge for two hours after each use. They'd have to hide. They'd have to run.

Good thing the Doctor had practice with running.

(Man when i started this I was all hell she did a long post there's no way I'm gonna be able to do that and then after I was done i was like Oh hey this wasn't that bad

But I've got to do homework this weekend because I've been out of school all week *sighs dramatically* because I was sick like I mentioned before, and then I'm going to my grandmother's house for who-knows-how-long which I love but I won't have that much access to CS until night-time.)

[ambereyes]

Mercy shot the Doctor her deluxe 'you've gone completely bonkers' look as she listened to the Doctor's message. She closed her eyes for a second and sighed deeply, preparing to dash off at any second. When her eyes opened, her sapphire gaze drifted over to the TARDIS, and she repeated her 'mission' in her head. Mercy gently removed the Doctor's arm from her shoulder, and gave his hand a little squeeze. Alright, I'm going...right...now!

Mercy dashed off with her usual graceful, gazelle-like strides. She veered around the Cyberman, making a face at it as she ran past it. She ran closer to the TARDIS, kicking up little hurricanes of sand behind her. As the hurricanes settled, Mercy looked behind her at the Doctor, slowing down slightly so she didn't slam into a tree. The Doctor was stalling, as promised. Mercy looked ahead, smiling faintly. She skidded to a stop right in front of the Doctor's spaceship and pushed the doors open.

Well, kinda.

Mercy pushed harder, but the TARDIS's blue doors wouldn't budge. A million, mostly negative, but still valid, thoughts rushed through her head, as she tried to open the TARDIS's doors. Mercy grunted softly, and pushed on the doors with all of her strength, which resulted in nothing but frustration. Mercy looked back, and saw that the Cyberman was clunking after her. She pounded on the doors, desperately. "Open! Open you stupid thing! You'll get us all killed!" Again, that did nothing to coax the stubborn ship to open her doors. She looked back to see the Cyberman even closer to her. Mercy looked at the TARDIS, and started to yell obscene curses at it. The door did nothing. She looked over he shoulder, and saw that the Cyberman had turned around, apparently clunking towards the Doctor now. The girl looked at the TARDIS, thinking of what to do. Finally, she found a less obscene alternative to the attempt of cursing the TARDIS doors open.

Mercy sang a little lullaby to the TARDIS, a pretty song Ezra used to ask Mercy to sing when he was still alive. She stroked the TARDIS's door gently, trying not to get frustrated. "Could you open the doors, please? It's really important. I just need a few wires, and then you can just sit here and relax in the nice sun...Can you do that for me?"

The TARDIS's doors opened, and Mercy fell in. "Well, you could have warned me," said Mercy, gruffly. "Nevermind, then." She stood up, scanning the control room for the wires. "Big, fat wires, big, fat wires...How hard can it be to find wire in this place?" Finally, Mercy spotted the 'ridiculously oversized' wires that the Doctor was looking for. She grabbed the wire and ran out, stopping for a second to pet the TARDIS's door. "Thanks, love," said Mercy, in the soft voice that the TARDIS seemed to prefer to cursing.

And Mercy was running back towards the Doctor with the wires in the pockets of her dress. When she reached the water, she slowed down slightly. When Mercy reached the Doctor, she smiled and adjusted herself next to him. "Sorry 'bout that. Technical difficulties," she whispered. "Oh, and the TARDIS is a terribly stubborn creature." Quickly and smoothly, she handed the wires to the Doctor when the Cyberman was looking at some of the fish people who were drawing near. Mercy found this the perfect opportunity to chat. "So, Doctor, what's the plan? You have got a plan, right? Don't tell me I just did that, rather fantastic, if I do say so myself, little sneaky thief thing there for nothing." Mercy looked at the Doctor, observing his expression with a smile on her face. Of course he's got a plan, stupid. That's his 'I've got a fabulous plan' face. Mercy's eyes glimmered with excitement, and at that moment, she knew she would be traveling with the Doctor until the end of her life.

And she wouldn't have it any other way.

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The Doctor watched out of his peripheral vision as Mercy tried to get the TARDIS open. Letting it pick up on his thoughts, he asked softly for it to open before they all got killed. Well, he should have probably asked it not to make Mercy fall, but his thoughts were a little different, because at the moment, the Cyberman was walking straight toward him and to be honest, he was worried that she was taking so long.

Taking the wires quickly from Mercy's hands, he looked them over, pulling the sonic screwdriver out of his pocket and quickly shining it onto the wires, hearing a small 'click' as the setting changed. Grinning, he looked at the Cyberman before shoving the two ends of the wires together, causing a massive flurry of sparks to fly out, and then the Cyberman collapsed.

He knelt down next to it for a moment, then looked at Mercy. "Well, it worked. The thing short-circuited. These wires, when connected, are able to short-circuit any type of machinery-and a Cyberman is almost as machine as it gets." He looked it over once more, scanning it with the sonic and looking at the device with a slightly curious face before sliding it back into his pocket. "Well done, Mercy. And I've always got a plan. Usually I just make it up as I go along. That's the plan." He grinned widely.

"So...now we've got to figure out where the Cybermen are coming from, number one. Number two, we've got to infiltrate the location. Number three, we've got to NOT get killed doing so. Number five-No, number four, we plug these wires into some big machine that these things always have because they're Cybermen and why wouldn't they have a giant controller-machine, and then we use it to short circuit them." The Doctor stopped, realizing what he'd said. He wouldn't give them a chance-maybe they weren't here to harm the natives and only got angry when they saw the Doctor-NO.

No. He wouldn't give these creatures...the creatures that took Rose from him...another chance. Never again would he risk lives to something he KNEW would kill when given even the most remote chance. He looked at Mercy, a darker look in his eyes and the grin gone from his face.

"These Cybermen will die. Any and all Cybermen will die." His eyes fell into a shadowed, pained look as he remembered Rose nearly flying into the Void along with the Daleks and the Cybermen, remembered her parallel father pulling her out and taking her back to their world just in time...remembered the last time he saw her, on Bad Wolf Bay. And that darkness turned into a look of determination.

His time with Mercy had just started. He wouldn't let these metal monsters take her from him the same way.


(ooh, me doing long posts. Hey, do you have a tumblr? I have one, and I made a role play blog like I've seen a lot of people do, only it's for the Tenth Doctor. You should make one. You could do an OC blog with Mercy or something. IDK. It'd be cool to have someone I know on there.)

[ambereyes]

Mercy looked straight at the Doctor, the little smile on usually on her face quickly vanishing, and her deep blue eyes exchanging their usual adventurous sparkle for a cold, sharp and serious gaze. She stood on tip-toe, due to the fact that the Doctor was about four inches taller than her, and that simply wouldn't do if she was trying to make a point.*

Mercy was quiet for a moment, letting the air around them fill with whatever would make the Doctor take her seriously. After the moment, she started speaking, her voice flat, serious and rather monotone, making sure it was clear that she was a 101% serious. "Alright, Doctor, listen here. I'm a bit new to this whole 'traveling through time and space with an alien in his police box' thing, so I don't know how your other companions or side-kicks or whatever on earth you call them act, but I'm not going to be following you around and set off fireworks and arrange a parade every time you do something clever. I am, however, going to be just as heroic and brilliant as you, even if it kills me. Having that said, as much as I would love to set off and go kill a whole race of metal aliens, I'm going to need leverage first. Information. Facts. Tips. The Cybermen's strengths, weaknesses, special abilities, what they like, what they hate, motive in general...Anything that'll help us defeat them once for all. Or twice for all, if that first time doesn't do it."

Mercy's feet were entirely on the ground now, but her eyes remained serious and sparkle-less. "I want to-no, I need to know absolutely every little bit of information you know about them. Anything and everything, don't hold back." Mercy hesiated for a moment before adding a quick 'please' at the end of her sentence. Mercy hated to be so demanding, but she didn't want to be treated like a little girl, either.

What Mercy wanted, what she actually truly desired, was the Doctor's trust. If she gained his trust, whether it be due to her proving her worth by foiling the Cybermen's plot, or somehow saving the Doctor's life, maybe, just maybe, with a prayer or some compassion or luck, it would make up for who she really was, which the Doctor was bound to figure out somehow. After all, Mercy couldn't hide it forever.

For deep inside, right in the heart of the young woman, there dwelled a monster. A malicious, egocentric monster, which she was absolutely terrified of.

The first time she met The Shady Man was in the orphanage, when she was eight. Miss Pepper told the young soon-to-be thief about the beast, trying to scare her. Miss Pepper had seen Ezra talk to Mercy a few times, and began to worry that Mercy would become a thief, too. That's when the head of Saint Kristoff's Home for Orphaned Children decided to tell Mercy about the life of a thief. 'They aren't trustworthy, Mary Sue**,' said Miss Pepper. 'Thieves, well, they only cate about themselves. Never stop to help someone in need. If two of 'em get caught together, they try to blame it on each other and run off. They say they're your friends, but they want nothing more than to take everything you have and then leave you in the dust. So you NEVER, NEVER, NEVER, EVER trust thieves.' Of course, Mercy did become a thief. And she promised that she would never be a traitor, that she would never leave Ezra behind under any circumstances. And then he died.

And she ran.

A tear ran down Mercy's cheek, but she wiped it away. No, stop it, Mercy. You're not a monster. Conceal, don't feel. Conceal, don't feel***

(*Because you know Mercy's serious when she's on her tip-toes.
**Yup, Miss Pepper is one of those annoying adults who never remember anyone's name. Speaking of Mary Sues, how MS-y is Mercy? I feel like she's such a Mary Sue that the Mary Sue-ness is flooding people's homes with love, sunshine and rainbows.
***Frozen reference like a boss. I was also considering putting 'I'm never going back, the past is in the past' and 'You'll never see me cry' and 'I don't care what they're going to say' because [insert valid reason here]

[Iwillneverchange]

(I think she's fine. The fact that she's got things to hide, personally, I think adds perspective to the character, but it's only my opinion. I love Mercy and I think she's very well-developed without being too Mary-Sue-ish, but she needs an enemy in her past. Or someone she just hated that gave her a hard time for something, legitimate or stupid. That would make it less Mary-Sue-ish, but it doesn't really matter.)


The Doctor sighed. He knew that would come up eventually.
"Mercy, I am not asking you to throw a parade. I'm not even asking you to smile when I do something that ends up working out in our favor. I don't WANT a parade or fireworks. I just want..." He trailed off for a moment. "I just want to keep people safe. I want to keep the planet safe, I want to keep the universe safe...and I want to keep YOU safe. You, Mercy, are the reason I am on this planet, and you are the reason that I won't leave until this problem is resolved. You're more important than you think, you know-and I don't want you to be comparing yourself to me. Without you, we couldn't have stopped the Cyberman, and without you, we won't stop any more of them either.*" He took a deep breath.

"If you want me to tell you about Cybermen, then I will. We've got two hours before these things are ready to go anyway and I need to get back to the TARDIS to track the signal the Cyberman would have needed to function." He headed towards the TARDIS, opening the doors and waiting for Mercy to sit down before he started talking again.

"Okay. Cybermen." He breathed in again. This was a bit difficult, even for him, because there wasn't much to say.
"Cybermen are deadly creatures, as you probably know already. They're literally metal suits with human brains implanted in them. A human brain that, when controlled by a type of technology known as a neuro-circuit, has all emotion and emotional responses removed from it. It cannot feel, it cannot love or cry or feel pain if it is injured. It will not stop moving until it is completely stopped, killed, short-circuited, whatever you want to call it." Rassilon, this was difficult. He wasn't used to explaining any alien in this much detail, and he wasn't sure how Mercy would respond to the information...and all of this was hurting to think about. He had a headache for god-knows-what-reason, and memories of the Battle of Canary Wharf, of "doomsday" were stuck in his head on an infinite loop.

"Strengths...they don't stop. Ever. They're very, VERY durable and are extremely resistant to physical attacks such as shooting them, stabbing them, hitting them with hard objects unless they're dropped right on the head. The Cybermen are also highly intelligent, and emotional weakness is no problem for them. Weaknesses...the brain. If you can destroy the head, you can kill them for the most part, like zombies. If you destroy the brain a Cyberman can no longer function, and if you destroy the neuro-circuit it usually ends up shorting out the brain and killing them. They're weak to electric pulses, some types of radiation, and water to a certain extent. They don't 'like' or 'hate' anything. They just destroy anything in their paths. That's all there is to say. They don't stop if one of them falls, they don't spare children or women or animals, they just kill."

That was a very difficult thing to come to terms with. The Doctor hated death, he hated killing, and he always had and always would. But with creatures like these he had no choice.

He noticed Mercy's tear a few seconds later, but said nothing. If she wanted to bring it up she could do that, if she didn't want to talk about it he wouldn't make her. Right now, they'd spent fifteen minutes talking about the Cybermen already, and the TARDIS was about halfway through tracking the signal, having narrowed it down to only a small area of the planet where the main headquarters of the Cybermen would be.

"Right. So, any more questions?"

(I'm going to be on a little bit less as I've gotten myself working on my new 10 role play blog on tumblr which is going surprisingly well.)

[ambereyes]

Mercy forced herself to smile a horribly fake smile. She was usually great at pretending and lying, but she knew that the Doctor had seen the tear she had just wiped away, and Mercy knew there was really no hope in making him believe that she wasn't upset about something. To her relief, he didn't ask her about it. Good, I've got some time before the Doctor meets The Shady Man.

"Yes, I have got a question. You haven't got a mallot anywhere, preferably some kind of metal? Nonononono, stupid, stupid, stupid...Bad idea, nevermind." Despite her stupid idea, a more genuine smile spread on her lips. She shook her head, still smiling. "Just...I never said that. That never happened." Mercy, did you seriously even begin to consider bashing the Cybermen's heads in? I can't even begin to comprehend why you thought that...Maybe you should just let the Doctor do this. He'll probably find some way to kill the Cybermen without mallots...

"Right, okay, that doesn't give us much to work with...Um...Okay, what would they want here? Money, territory, or rule over the people, right? I mean, that's what most evil aliens want, I'm assuming." Mercy was partly thinking out loud, partly discussing the situation with the Doctor. Her eyes were fixed on the TARDIS's floor, and index and middle fingers were pressed against her temples, trying to force herself to come up with a solution. "But why?" Mercy looked up at the Doctor. "Why do they do what they do? Why do they take human brains and make robots out of 'em? Why would it be specifically human? I mean, there's gotta be tons of other aliens out there, so they probably don't want to take over the universe, or this planet, for that matter, if they're only targeting humans..." Now, Mercy was actually asking the Doctor, instead of thinking out loud, as she had been previously. "What's so important about the humans to the Cybermen?"

"Oh, c'mon Doctor, there's got to be something more to them than just killing for fun. I highly doubt they go through the trouble of taking all the emotion away from their victims and put their brains in a metal suit to pass the time...Do they have some kind of rationalization for doing what they do?" All of the information the Doctor had just told her repeated itself in her brain, in an abbreviated form. Strengths; durable, emotionless, intelligent... Weakness; the brain. Destroy the head and they die. Destroy the neuro-circuit, shorts out brain, death. Radiation, electric pulses, water...Hnng, this isn't working in my favor, now is it? Mercy sighed softly. "You haven't got any brilliant ideas right about now, have you, Doctor?"

(Woo, tiny lazy posts!
Yay, Mercy isn't a total failure and Mary Sue! Woo! Thanks for the feedback. It means a lot coming from you. ^-^)

[ambereyes]

Bump.

[Iwillneverchange]

(Hi hello hey what's up I didn't post in like a month for reasons I apologize I should really have done that a while ago I'll try to post something today I really will I'm so so sorry)