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@unbound-leela
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
*not present*
Romana!
I don't mean to intrude, but if I am not mistaken, based on my sparse records on her, she should be a Time Lord! Unless she is out of regenerations, you don't have anything to worry about. That is, er, if I do have the right Romana. If I do not, you should be very concerned, as most life forms only have one death.
Who are you?!
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
*not present*
Romana!
Leela? Is something wrong?
Romana! I am worried she did something foolish!
I just saw her with Yanis and Lolita…
Did you see where they went?
I didn’t, but Sytha and Steadfast might have seen?
Then I shall ask them. Thank you.
*heads off to find @cerulean-cardinal*
Leela?
Have you seen Romana?
Yeah, we went to tell Steadfast that Yanis was dead...
Yanis wasn't dead, so it turns out.
They went off to talk about something...
Did you see where they were headed?
Not really. Why?
The voices say she intends to sacrifice herself.
Argh, I told her not to do that
You knew?!
Not exactly... but I was talking to her earlier and she said she wanted to die or be erased or something... and I got angry.
And now she has run off to do just that. With no way to follow, we must hope that Yanis and Lolita can keep her safe…
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
*not present*
Romana!
Leela? Is something wrong?
Romana! I am worried she did something foolish!
I just saw her with Yanis and Lolita…
Did you see where they went?
I didn’t, but Sytha and Steadfast might have seen?
Then I shall ask them. Thank you.
*heads off to find @cerulean-cardinal*
Leela?
Have you seen Romana?
Yeah, we went to tell Steadfast that Yanis was dead...
Yanis wasn't dead, so it turns out.
They went off to talk about something...
Did you see where they were headed?
Not really. Why?
The voices say she intends to sacrifice herself.
Argh, I told her not to do that
You knew?!
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
*not present*
Romana!
Leela? Is something wrong?
Romana! I am worried she did something foolish!
I just saw her with Yanis and Lolita…
Did you see where they went?
I didn’t, but Sytha and Steadfast might have seen?
Then I shall ask them. Thank you.
*heads off to find @cerulean-cardinal*
Leela?
Have you seen Romana?
Yeah, we went to tell Steadfast that Yanis was dead...
Yanis wasn't dead, so it turns out.
They went off to talk about something...
Did you see where they were headed?
Not really. Why?
The voices say she intends to sacrifice herself.
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
*not present*
Romana!
Leela? Is something wrong?
Romana! I am worried she did something foolish!
I just saw her with Yanis and Lolita…
Did you see where they went?
I didn’t, but Sytha and Steadfast might have seen?
Then I shall ask them. Thank you.
*heads off to find @cerulean-cardinal*
Leela?
Have you seen Romana?
Yeah, we went to tell Steadfast that Yanis was dead...
Yanis wasn't dead, so it turns out.
They went off to talk about something...
Did you see where they were headed?
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
*not present*
Romana!
Leela? Is something wrong?
Romana! I am worried she did something foolish!
I just saw her with Yanis and Lolita…
Did you see where they went?
I didn’t, but Sytha and Steadfast might have seen?
Then I shall ask them. Thank you.
*heads off to find @cerulean-cardinal*
Leela?
Have you seen Romana?
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
*not present*
Romana!
Leela? Is something wrong?
Romana! I am worried she did something foolish!
I just saw her with Yanis and Lolita…
Did you see where they went?
I didn’t, but Sytha and Steadfast might have seen?
Then I shall ask them. Thank you.
*heads off to find @cerulean-cardinal*
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
*not present*
Romana!
Leela? Is something wrong?
Romana! I am worried she did something foolish!
I just saw her with Yanis and Lolita…
Did you see where they went?
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
*not present*
Romana!
Leela? Is something wrong?
Romana! I am worried she did something foolish!
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
*not present*
Romana!
She’s volunteered to die again
@unbound-romana!
Say bye-bye Romana…
What is it now?
Tell me that you're well-informed on the one known as The Doctor. - @editor-of-light-city
Who are you? Why should I tell you anything?
Two questions, and quite testy. Interesting. Hm, alright. I'll entertain this, seeing as it's going to be a pattern. Pick one, and I'll answer that one, and only that one.
You speak in riddles. Who are you?
I am the Editor. I believe that's as close to what you're looking for- a name -as you're going to get. My turn. Tell me what you know about the Doctor, if anything.
I still have no reason to trust you.
No reason to- Of course you don't. I knew this would be difficult. This would easier if I could get into your head. You wouldn't happen to be able to.. No. Nevermind. Even to bring someone in would be an act of terrorism. I'm skirting around it as is.
Skirting around what?
Terrorism. Don't ask questions. Questions lead to answers. Answers lead to knowledge. Knowledge leads to freedom. Freedom leads to dissatisfaction. Dissatisfaction leads to unhappiness.
Those are the words of a tyrant. Tyrants fear questions because they fear knowledge, the Doctor taught me that. Knowledge gives you the power to think for yourself and not follow every order blindly. If the freedom to think leads to dissatisfaction, that is good. It means that you were not happy before, merely thinking you were, because you were not given the chance to taste true freedom and happiness.
You are deluded. I could fix that. It would be so easy. You all are struggling to maintain the happiness you claim you have with this freedom you cling on to when in actuality it could be obtained through much simpler means. Oh, look what you've done. You have me rambling. The Doctor taught you all this. Poison. He's poison.
You insult me and expect me to tell you anything? If I am deluded, what do you expect to learn from me?
You ask questions as if you are owed answers. You hurt me with this. Knowing I have a way to fix that and am unable to makes my heart ache.
You know about the Doctor. It seems you know more than I initially thought. Any information is good information.
My words hurt you? Good. You are weak if you cannot stand an honest question, if you are too afraid of thinking about, being made to say the truth.
I will tell you this one thing about the Doctor: he has no patience for tyrants like you either.
Tyrants. I suspected not. That's why I need him gone from our regime. He's poisoning the well, polluting our water. Indicate that you agree.
It's a shame, really, that you're beyond my scope at the moment.
That is what he does. Bring down unjust regimes, encourage everyone he meets to ask questions and break free from the likes of you holding them back.
I hold no one back. I raise them up, sort through their minds, and repair them to become their better selves. I search for the reasons they became polluted in the first place. I know now this is the Doctor's work. It's ingrained so deeply in our roots that the only way to purge it is to purge him from us.
Then your work has already been done for you. The Doctor is dead, most of his life has been erased.
Not his memories, and those are what are most important. I need those. He's already long gone from us. I need his memories.
I do not have them.
Clearly not. But you maybe able to help me find them if you knew him well.
And if I refuse to help you?
...What was he to you?
A friend.
Then you will. If he truly was.
I don't believe he would want his memories out there. Do you?
If they are what is shaking up your sad and narrow minded world, keeping you on your toes? He would relish the thought.
Even taken against his will. Tortured out of him?
That does not change the effect they are having, does it?
Tell me that you're well-informed on the one known as The Doctor. - @editor-of-light-city
Who are you? Why should I tell you anything?
Two questions, and quite testy. Interesting. Hm, alright. I'll entertain this, seeing as it's going to be a pattern. Pick one, and I'll answer that one, and only that one.
You speak in riddles. Who are you?
I am the Editor. I believe that's as close to what you're looking for- a name -as you're going to get. My turn. Tell me what you know about the Doctor, if anything.
I still have no reason to trust you.
No reason to- Of course you don't. I knew this would be difficult. This would easier if I could get into your head. You wouldn't happen to be able to.. No. Nevermind. Even to bring someone in would be an act of terrorism. I'm skirting around it as is.
Skirting around what?
Terrorism. Don't ask questions. Questions lead to answers. Answers lead to knowledge. Knowledge leads to freedom. Freedom leads to dissatisfaction. Dissatisfaction leads to unhappiness.
Those are the words of a tyrant. Tyrants fear questions because they fear knowledge, the Doctor taught me that. Knowledge gives you the power to think for yourself and not follow every order blindly. If the freedom to think leads to dissatisfaction, that is good. It means that you were not happy before, merely thinking you were, because you were not given the chance to taste true freedom and happiness.
You are deluded. I could fix that. It would be so easy. You all are struggling to maintain the happiness you claim you have with this freedom you cling on to when in actuality it could be obtained through much simpler means. Oh, look what you've done. You have me rambling. The Doctor taught you all this. Poison. He's poison.
You insult me and expect me to tell you anything? If I am deluded, what do you expect to learn from me?
You ask questions as if you are owed answers. You hurt me with this. Knowing I have a way to fix that and am unable to makes my heart ache.
You know about the Doctor. It seems you know more than I initially thought. Any information is good information.
My words hurt you? Good. You are weak if you cannot stand an honest question, if you are too afraid of thinking about, being made to say the truth.
I will tell you this one thing about the Doctor: he has no patience for tyrants like you either.
Tyrants. I suspected not. That's why I need him gone from our regime. He's poisoning the well, polluting our water. Indicate that you agree.
It's a shame, really, that you're beyond my scope at the moment.
That is what he does. Bring down unjust regimes, encourage everyone he meets to ask questions and break free from the likes of you holding them back.
I hold no one back. I raise them up, sort through their minds, and repair them to become their better selves. I search for the reasons they became polluted in the first place. I know now this is the Doctor's work. It's ingrained so deeply in our roots that the only way to purge it is to purge him from us.
Then your work has already been done for you. The Doctor is dead, most of his life has been erased.
Not his memories, and those are what are most important. I need those. He's already long gone from us. I need his memories.
I do not have them.
Clearly not. But you maybe able to help me find them if you knew him well.
And if I refuse to help you?
...What was he to you?
A friend.
Then you will. If he truly was.
I don't believe he would want his memories out there. Do you?
If they are what is shaking up your sad and narrow minded world, keeping you on your toes? He would relish the thought.
Tell me that you're well-informed on the one known as The Doctor. - @editor-of-light-city
Who are you? Why should I tell you anything?
Two questions, and quite testy. Interesting. Hm, alright. I'll entertain this, seeing as it's going to be a pattern. Pick one, and I'll answer that one, and only that one.
You speak in riddles. Who are you?
I am the Editor. I believe that's as close to what you're looking for- a name -as you're going to get. My turn. Tell me what you know about the Doctor, if anything.
I still have no reason to trust you.
No reason to- Of course you don't. I knew this would be difficult. This would easier if I could get into your head. You wouldn't happen to be able to.. No. Nevermind. Even to bring someone in would be an act of terrorism. I'm skirting around it as is.
Skirting around what?
Terrorism. Don't ask questions. Questions lead to answers. Answers lead to knowledge. Knowledge leads to freedom. Freedom leads to dissatisfaction. Dissatisfaction leads to unhappiness.
Those are the words of a tyrant. Tyrants fear questions because they fear knowledge, the Doctor taught me that. Knowledge gives you the power to think for yourself and not follow every order blindly. If the freedom to think leads to dissatisfaction, that is good. It means that you were not happy before, merely thinking you were, because you were not given the chance to taste true freedom and happiness.
You are deluded. I could fix that. It would be so easy. You all are struggling to maintain the happiness you claim you have with this freedom you cling on to when in actuality it could be obtained through much simpler means. Oh, look what you've done. You have me rambling. The Doctor taught you all this. Poison. He's poison.
You insult me and expect me to tell you anything? If I am deluded, what do you expect to learn from me?
You ask questions as if you are owed answers. You hurt me with this. Knowing I have a way to fix that and am unable to makes my heart ache.
You know about the Doctor. It seems you know more than I initially thought. Any information is good information.
My words hurt you? Good. You are weak if you cannot stand an honest question, if you are too afraid of thinking about, being made to say the truth.
I will tell you this one thing about the Doctor: he has no patience for tyrants like you either.
Tyrants. I suspected not. That's why I need him gone from our regime. He's poisoning the well, polluting our water. Indicate that you agree.
It's a shame, really, that you're beyond my scope at the moment.
That is what he does. Bring down unjust regimes, encourage everyone he meets to ask questions and break free from the likes of you holding them back.
I hold no one back. I raise them up, sort through their minds, and repair them to become their better selves. I search for the reasons they became polluted in the first place. I know now this is the Doctor's work. It's ingrained so deeply in our roots that the only way to purge it is to purge him from us.
Then your work has already been done for you. The Doctor is dead, most of his life has been erased.
Not his memories, and those are what are most important. I need those. He's already long gone from us. I need his memories.
I do not have them.
Clearly not. But you maybe able to help me find them if you knew him well.
And if I refuse to help you?
...What was he to you?
A friend.
Tell me that you're well-informed on the one known as The Doctor. - @editor-of-light-city
Who are you? Why should I tell you anything?
Two questions, and quite testy. Interesting. Hm, alright. I'll entertain this, seeing as it's going to be a pattern. Pick one, and I'll answer that one, and only that one.
You speak in riddles. Who are you?
I am the Editor. I believe that's as close to what you're looking for- a name -as you're going to get. My turn. Tell me what you know about the Doctor, if anything.
I still have no reason to trust you.
No reason to- Of course you don't. I knew this would be difficult. This would easier if I could get into your head. You wouldn't happen to be able to.. No. Nevermind. Even to bring someone in would be an act of terrorism. I'm skirting around it as is.
Skirting around what?
Terrorism. Don't ask questions. Questions lead to answers. Answers lead to knowledge. Knowledge leads to freedom. Freedom leads to dissatisfaction. Dissatisfaction leads to unhappiness.
Those are the words of a tyrant. Tyrants fear questions because they fear knowledge, the Doctor taught me that. Knowledge gives you the power to think for yourself and not follow every order blindly. If the freedom to think leads to dissatisfaction, that is good. It means that you were not happy before, merely thinking you were, because you were not given the chance to taste true freedom and happiness.
You are deluded. I could fix that. It would be so easy. You all are struggling to maintain the happiness you claim you have with this freedom you cling on to when in actuality it could be obtained through much simpler means. Oh, look what you've done. You have me rambling. The Doctor taught you all this. Poison. He's poison.
You insult me and expect me to tell you anything? If I am deluded, what do you expect to learn from me?
You ask questions as if you are owed answers. You hurt me with this. Knowing I have a way to fix that and am unable to makes my heart ache.
You know about the Doctor. It seems you know more than I initially thought. Any information is good information.
My words hurt you? Good. You are weak if you cannot stand an honest question, if you are too afraid of thinking about, being made to say the truth.
I will tell you this one thing about the Doctor: he has no patience for tyrants like you either.
Tyrants. I suspected not. That's why I need him gone from our regime. He's poisoning the well, polluting our water. Indicate that you agree.
It's a shame, really, that you're beyond my scope at the moment.
That is what he does. Bring down unjust regimes, encourage everyone he meets to ask questions and break free from the likes of you holding them back.
I hold no one back. I raise them up, sort through their minds, and repair them to become their better selves. I search for the reasons they became polluted in the first place. I know now this is the Doctor's work. It's ingrained so deeply in our roots that the only way to purge it is to purge him from us.
Then your work has already been done for you. The Doctor is dead, most of his life has been erased.
Not his memories, and those are what are most important. I need those. He's already long gone from us. I need his memories.
I do not have them.
Clearly not. But you maybe able to help me find them if you knew him well.
And if I refuse to help you?
Tell me that you're well-informed on the one known as The Doctor. - @editor-of-light-city
Who are you? Why should I tell you anything?
Two questions, and quite testy. Interesting. Hm, alright. I'll entertain this, seeing as it's going to be a pattern. Pick one, and I'll answer that one, and only that one.
You speak in riddles. Who are you?
I am the Editor. I believe that's as close to what you're looking for- a name -as you're going to get. My turn. Tell me what you know about the Doctor, if anything.
I still have no reason to trust you.
No reason to- Of course you don't. I knew this would be difficult. This would easier if I could get into your head. You wouldn't happen to be able to.. No. Nevermind. Even to bring someone in would be an act of terrorism. I'm skirting around it as is.
Skirting around what?
Terrorism. Don't ask questions. Questions lead to answers. Answers lead to knowledge. Knowledge leads to freedom. Freedom leads to dissatisfaction. Dissatisfaction leads to unhappiness.
Those are the words of a tyrant. Tyrants fear questions because they fear knowledge, the Doctor taught me that. Knowledge gives you the power to think for yourself and not follow every order blindly. If the freedom to think leads to dissatisfaction, that is good. It means that you were not happy before, merely thinking you were, because you were not given the chance to taste true freedom and happiness.
You are deluded. I could fix that. It would be so easy. You all are struggling to maintain the happiness you claim you have with this freedom you cling on to when in actuality it could be obtained through much simpler means. Oh, look what you've done. You have me rambling. The Doctor taught you all this. Poison. He's poison.
You insult me and expect me to tell you anything? If I am deluded, what do you expect to learn from me?
You ask questions as if you are owed answers. You hurt me with this. Knowing I have a way to fix that and am unable to makes my heart ache.
You know about the Doctor. It seems you know more than I initially thought. Any information is good information.
My words hurt you? Good. You are weak if you cannot stand an honest question, if you are too afraid of thinking about, being made to say the truth.
I will tell you this one thing about the Doctor: he has no patience for tyrants like you either.
Tyrants. I suspected not. That's why I need him gone from our regime. He's poisoning the well, polluting our water. Indicate that you agree.
It's a shame, really, that you're beyond my scope at the moment.
That is what he does. Bring down unjust regimes, encourage everyone he meets to ask questions and break free from the likes of you holding them back.
I hold no one back. I raise them up, sort through their minds, and repair them to become their better selves. I search for the reasons they became polluted in the first place. I know now this is the Doctor's work. It's ingrained so deeply in our roots that the only way to purge it is to purge him from us.
Then your work has already been done for you. The Doctor is dead, most of his life has been erased.
Not his memories, and those are what are most important. I need those. He's already long gone from us. I need his memories.
I do not have them.
