IC: The Brigadier.   Posted by Eye of Harmony.Group: 0
The Brigadier
 PC, 354 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Wed 8 Jun 2016
at 23:07
IC: The Brigadier
"That's the point though, isn't it? Who'd stand to gain by the destruction of the universe? Only someone who expected to survive, or replace..." He trailed off. He kept his suspicions to himself for now.
Iris Wildthyme
 NPC, 9 posts
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 14:16
IC: The Brigadier
"I can't say," Iris said, warily. "Or rather, I can, but I won't. There's a fair few people come close to bumpin' off the whole of creation. But that's all in your personal future. I can't tell you about it because if I did it would right muck up the timelines. Let's just say that there are those who are nuts enough to try it. And one of 'em tried to hold the universe to ransom, and then couldn't turn it back on again. Either way, that's not our immediate problem."

"Right!" Panda agreed, and he grabbed another biscuit. "So we get you to the door, and out. After that, you're on your own. The Master can't do anything to us as long as we stay in here. Once we are back into the real universe, he can torture us, and get his hands on the bus. With a second TARDIS under his control, he can escape from the daleks, at the very least. I get the feeling that letting him loose at the moment would not be a very good idea."

Iris crunched on a biscuit thoughtfully. "It'll be a bit of a walk to the door. We'd best get started. In here, time is static. But it's movin' along outside. I get the feeling that we've got no time to waste!"
The Brigadier
 PC, 355 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Sun 12 Jun 2016
at 14:22
IC: The Brigadier
A nod. "Yes well. Let's just say that if I get my hands on the chap that did, he's going to regret it."

He didn't push the matter, and just let her lead.

"Off we go then. Brisk march." He had to restrain himself from slipping into the role of commanding officer right then.
Iris Wildthyme
 NPC, 10 posts
Sat 25 Jun 2016
at 19:26
IC: The Brigadier
Neither Iris nor Panda were built for a brisk anything, but they managed to keep pace reasonably well. They led out across fields, back up the hill, and after a half hour or so of climbing over bushes and through a small copse, they came to a cliff. It rose upwards, stretching into infinity. There was a simple wooden door set into it. It looked wholly out of place, and actually a little disappointing. Panda trotted up to it and examined it carefully.

"It seems to be sound as ever. Old beardychops hasn't broken through yet. He's probably too busy keeping the daleks off his back to spend much time on it. He can't tell them what he is doing with it. If they thought he could get a second TARDIS and make a run for it, they'd blow his knees off!"

Iris fumbled a simple brass key from a pocket and held it out to the Brigadier. "There you go. Remember to lock up afterwards. We'll stay here until twilight, in case you need to come back. Whatever you do, don't let the daleks get in here! Daleks with one TARDIS are awful. Daleks with two would be unimaginable!"
The Brigadier
 PC, 356 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Tue 28 Jun 2016
at 02:20
IC: The Brigadier
"I hope there's not too many of the stupid pepperpots. Blinding them only works if it's only one or two."

He sighed, and went through the door, being careful to lock it behind him. He then realised he'd forgotten to ask which version of the Master. 'Beardychops' certainly -sounded- like his version...
Eye of Harmony
 GM, 547 posts
Tue 28 Jun 2016
at 02:41
IC: The Brigadier
Just as the rolling English hills and little fluffy clouds had been almost a cliché, the world on the other side of the door was likewise. Once locked, the door faded from view, becoming a bland, featureless wall. Indeed, this room was dull and uninspiring. And completely empty, at this point. There were shelves bolted to the dull grey walls, and scratch marks all over the floor suggested it had once had heavy equipment of some sort, that had been bodily heaved out to pastures new. There was a sliding metal door, and the shape of it was undeniably designed with daleks in mind. For, whatever reason they had abandoned this room, which did make it an ideal place to hide a portal into a dimension claiming to be 1950s Earth. Or any other dimension, for that matter.

There was only the one way out. The way he had arrived had gone, and if what Iris and Panda said was true, even if he could find a way to open it, which was unlikely, it would be a catastrophe to do so. The Master wanted to get into that dimension very, very badly. As a matter of policy, whatever he wanted was undoubtedly going to be used in some nefarious scheme, and therefore should be kept well out of his grasp. That was common sense!

All seemed quiet. No alarms sounded. No grating metal cones with psychopathic tendencies were screaming like a flock of electrical parrots. So far - so good!
The Brigadier
 PC, 359 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Mon 25 Jul 2016
at 02:13
IC: The Brigadier
The Brigadier just shook his head. Checking to see he still had everything he'd come with, he then moved to the metal door, and prepared to slide it open. Daleks, the Master, what next? Cybermen? The Nestene Consciousness?
Eye of Harmony
 GM, 568 posts
Fri 26 Aug 2016
at 19:38
IC: The Brigadier
Beyond the door was ... a corridor. How very original. In this particular instance, it seemed mostly disused, with low light, presumably to save power. There seemed to be to directions to choose. One direction led to a better illuminated corridor, the other continued in the opposite direction, motly dull and lifeless.

The deep, persistent thrum of a dalek station was in the air, and underfoot. A pulsing hearbeat of some mighty metal monster.
The Brigadier
 PC, 361 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Sat 10 Sep 2016
at 12:54
IC: The Brigadier
He hated Daleks. He really did. It was one thing to know that you had to aim for the eyestalks, but he didn't have the weaponry he needed to take on Daleks. So there was stealth. And he was stealthier than a Dalek. For starters, he didn't have an insane urge to shout 'Exterminate!' every five seconds.

He moved quietly towards the lit corridor. It was possible it led to Daleks. But Daleks often didn't need lighting the way humans did, so there was that.
Eye of Harmony
 GM, 575 posts
Tue 13 Sep 2016
at 22:32
IC: The Brigadier
The notion of stealth was not a bad one. However, the base went from eerily quiet to utterly insane, without any warning. The corridor lights start to flash, a loud siren started to blare, and distantly, daleks could be heard yelling their favourite stock phrases of extermination and capture. Possibly in that order. Something had got them worked up, and with no other obvious culprit, it would not be unreasonable for the Brigadier to consider himself responsible.

This part of the base did seem relatively dalek-free, however. How long that might last was uncertain, but standing around would not be wise.

Further down the corridor, two doors stood, facing one another. Left led to what was worryingly marked "Test Subject Holding" and right into "Temporal Engineering." Neither of these seemed especially inviting. Of course, the corridor still stretched ahead, though it might be teeming with angry daleks at any moment.
The Brigadier
 PC, 362 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Wed 14 Sep 2016
at 12:03
IC: The Brigadier
Fun, fun, fun. Temporal Engineering seemed more like the Doctor's cup of tea, or even Miss Heriot's, or Doctor Shaw's. Not his. So that left the other. Test Subject Holding didn't sound promising, but it also suggested maybe a... prisoner. And prisoners, even if you ignored the fact that no-one deserved to be a prisoner of the Daleks, could hold information. So that's the room that he snuck into, hoping it wasn't a trap, and that he could still avoid a Dalek confrontation.
Eye of Harmony
 GM, 578 posts
Fri 16 Sep 2016
at 23:52
IC: The Brigadier
The room was unlocked. Which is hardly a surprise. Daleks are not the type to lock doors unless they are prisons and so forth. Their arrogance simply would not believe anyone could go into somewhere unless they were meant to be there. Their enslaved humanoids had not the wit or spirit. And even though alarms were blaring away, they did not really expect intruders. It was sloppy thinking - but very Dalek.

The room is much what one might expect. Almost entirely empty - other than the rows of shackle and manacles around the walls. Suffice to say that, whatever these subjects were used for testing, it was nothing voluntary.

There's one person in the room. Thin, in rags, covered in grime, and obviously suffering from malnutrition. It is a woman, possibly in her early thirties, but hard to tell given her condition. She is positioned with her arms upwards, and her legs apart, and chained to the wall. It looks uncomfortable, and she seems only barely conscious - though is stirring as the noise of the alarms rouses her from her daze.
The Brigadier
 PC, 363 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Sat 17 Sep 2016
at 10:48
IC: The Brigadier
The Brigadier frowned to himself; but he couldn't leave a girl in that condition. He moved quietly towards the chains, looking for ways to let her free, though before he did so, moved his hand quietly to his lips, and placed a finger on it, even as his hand covered her mouth to stop her screaming.
Eye of Harmony
 GM, 580 posts
Sat 1 Oct 2016
at 20:12
IC: The Brigadier
The ragged prisoner raised her head in fear, then in sudden apprehension. She gave a swift nod of her head, and the look of hope in her face was practically tangible. She gestured with her head towards a panel on one wall, which seemed to control the restraints. It looked simple enough. Simple lock/unlock controls for each set of chains. The small levers were far too dainty to be manipulated by dalek plungers or claws. It was easy enough to draw a conclusion from that - daleks were using humanoids as their muscle again, whether they be guards or slaves. Typical. For all their claims to be the superior life form, they still relied on others to do anything remotely menial.

Releasing the prisoner would be simple enough. Of course, there was the problem of getting on with the job with an escaped prisoner in tow. But the only other option was leaving her behind, and by the look of her cell, she probably wouldn't be ordering breakfast...
The Brigadier
 PC, 364 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Sun 9 Oct 2016
at 23:16
IC: The Brigadier
He couldn't leave her behind. It just wasn't -right-. He wouldn't leave his worst enemy with the Daleks. He moved over quickly to release her, putting a finger to his lips though. Last thing he needed is for her to cheer in celebration... or panic.
Eye of Harmony
 GM, 586 posts
Sun 9 Oct 2016
at 23:36
IC: The Brigadier
The prisoner fell to her knees, and took a long moment to become functional. Her muscles had been locked in the same position for a very long time, and the sudden movement was agonising. But she was very well aware that lingering was unwise. She managed to raise herself to her feet. Her eyes were scared, but full of gratitude. When she spoke, her voice was weak, thickly accented, but well educated. "Thank you. Thank you so much. We must go! He'll be back any moment." And then she swallowed. "The others. He took them to the laboratory. We can't leave them! He takes them, but they never return. Please!"

She was in earnest. And people subjected to dalek experiments... not a pretty end.
The Brigadier
 PC, 365 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Sun 9 Oct 2016
at 23:41
IC: The Brigadier
"Well, let's get to the laboratory then. Along the way, you can explain who 'he' is."

He moved quickly, back out the door if there were no other exits, or hints as to where the 'laboratory' was.
Eye of Harmony
 GM, 587 posts
Sun 9 Oct 2016
at 23:52
IC: The Brigadier
The prisoner gave a grateful nod. "I'm Pira. I used to be one of the senior researchers at the East Continent Research Institute. The daleks... anyone with any scientific skill of note was locked up and used in their experiments. And I do not know who he is, he didn't bother to tell us his name. The man with the black and silver beard. He does things - terrible things!"

Pira opened the door and looked out into the corridor. The alarms were still ringing, but so far, nobody had come this way. It was probably on the outer edge of the base's populated area, if the place the Brigadier had arrived at was any indication. That gave them a little breathing space, perhaps, before angry daleks arrived.

She gestured at the opposite door. "In there. It used to be a particle analysis lab, but the daleks repurposed it. I don't know what they are doing, but they keep putting prisoners in there. They never come out again. I hear the screams, sometimes."
The Brigadier
 PC, 366 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Sun 9 Oct 2016
at 23:54
IC: The Brigadier
A sigh from the Brigadier. Always the same when the Doctor is involved...

He moved to the door, and opened it, assuming it was unlocked. His revolver wouldn't penetrate dalek armor, and even a shot to the eyestalk wouldn't do much in the long term except provide notice that he was there...
Eye of Harmony
 GM, 589 posts
Wed 12 Oct 2016
at 18:24
IC: The Brigadier
The door opened with the woosh-clang that seemed unhelpfully loud, even against the alarms. The room beyond was undoubtedly some form of laboratory. Banks of complex equipment were scattered around, and the far side of the room was partitioned off. Thick, transparent radiation shielding blocked off the access. Beyond it, a swirling vortex of eye-burning colours swirled. Cables ran from the vortex across the room, and even with the shielding down, there was the sound of an ear-rending noise, a high screech that would be intolerable if not for that partition.

Several doors led in different directions from this laboratory. All, of course, dalek shaped. To one side, several tables were placed. Each of them had a shrouding blanket over the top, and beneath each, the shape of a body. If there could be any doubt about who owned this place, those covered shapes dismissed it. Whether dalek or Master, whoever worked here presumably looked upon killing as nothing more than an occupational necessity.

Pira was not thinking straight. She rushed to the first table and lifted the shroud, giving no thought as to whether the laboratory was occupied - though, fortunately, it did not seem to be the case. The cadaver under the cloth was a nightmare. It looked like one of the locals - the same sort of colouring as Pira. Where there was any flesh at all. Most of the head was gone - all the fleshy material removed with such thoroughness that all that remained was a pristine skull, jutting out of the remains of flesh, the edges of which seemed to have been sheared off with miniscule precision. The same went for the arms, and part of the chest. Bones thrust out from the flesh, apparently undamaged.

This message was lightly edited by the GM at 18:25, Wed 12 Oct 2016.

The Brigadier
 PC, 367 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Wed 19 Oct 2016
at 01:45
IC: The Brigadier
"Hold!" A quiet, but snapped command.

"We need to be careful here, and we need to get out of here. Those bodies under the shroud, it's too late for them. But it is -not- too late for us - or this planet in general."
Eye of Harmony
 GM, 602 posts
Tue 28 Feb 2017
at 00:31
IC: The Brigadier
Pira backed away from the hideous corpse, and looked about the lab in sheer horror. "Not too late? What can we do against all... all this?" She gestured at the entire room. "How many of my people have been sacrificed to these experiments? Why? What is it all for?"

Not an unreasonable question. Daleks, and the Master, never did anything without a very good reason. Usually something underhand and malevolent. But always rational, in their own way. Whatever was happening here was obviously important enough to kill for. But what the devil was it?
The Brigadier
 PC, 374 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Wed 8 Mar 2017
at 12:06
IC: The Brigadier
Now Daleks, that could be as simple as 'not Dalek, irrelevant'. But the Master though. He'd have to get inside his head... belay that. That was not a good way to go.

"Good questions. But for now, we need to get out of here. These are not questions that can be asked of our captors; and I really don't have the equipment needed to take down the entire base."

He looked briefly about for any clues as to the likeliest exit that would lead towards the exit of the entire base.
Eye of Harmony
 GM, 613 posts
Sat 11 Mar 2017
at 01:15
IC: The Brigadier
The room had several doors. One was that which they used to enter, which presumably led back out to the dalek base, filled as it was with sirens and irritable aliens. On the other hand, there was a simple door on the opposite wall. It was not a sliding trapeziod, like most dalek doors, but seemed to be a perfectly ordinary door, with a handle. Probably part of the original design of the laboratory, which had once been a place of research for the indigenous population.

A third door led out to the rear of the swirling vortex, to whatever machinery lay beyond. That could potentially be an extremely dangerous place, or a very useful one. Hard to tell, without understanding what was going on here. It was clearly very unpleasant, and had resulted in the gruesome mutilation of any number of innocent prisoners. And whatever it was must be important. That vortex had all the hallmarks of exactly the sort of trouble the Doctor was getting into, and as such, suggested that while he might not be in full possession of the facts, the Brigadier was definitely in the right place to find out what, if anything, the Master was up to.
The Brigadier
 PC, 378 posts
 Chap with the wings
 5 rounds rapid
Wed 17 May 2017
at 02:20
IC: The Brigadier
He grunted, and making his decision, he moved to the swirling vortex; and it's machinery. Whilst he wished even for Miss Shaw, or Miss Heriot at this point; what he did have was a lifetime of serving in the army, and exposure to more unexplainable things than most; and his mind was keen. Perhaps not to the level of the scientists he usually had working for him; but you didn't get to be a Brigadier and be stupid!