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I believe the line I will put in here is 'powered by a miniature universe'.

The TARDIS, on its own, has been shown in the tv show to be anywhere from the size of a large mansion to a large city, depending on how well the TARDIS is doing at the time.

Piono got ahold of upgrades (probably through the OP King. I can't think of any other legitimate source where he might have gotten the power/tech. If someone else comes up with a better idea, tell me. That particular plot hole in my backstory's been bothering me for a while now) enough to give the TARDIS the power to universe hop. Without needing a fourth wall, void shields, or the rest of the stuff most other Void-capable ships usually have.

That being said, I don't think the TARDIS would keep them in there. It'd be perfectly capable of containing the destruction, but would probably just spit out the hunk of shattered metal into space after getting ejected to the far regions of the universe, no worse for wear on the inside or outside.

Meh, I just want to try and stop all this railroading. Such cases include: the godmodder blocking a beam for no reason other than being invulnerable (despite the Weath Ray I fired at him being SPECIFICALLY DESIGNED to anhillate invulnerable things by scattering the individual atoms), locked the Perfect Sphere out of the fight for 2-3 trials in a row despite the Perfect Sphere having the means to join the fight, and now EXOS is arbitrarilly unable to contribute its surplus space fleet to the battle because of GM fiat. Not at all cool.

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Meh, I just want to try and stop all this railroading. Such cases include: the godmodder blocking a beam for no reason other than being invulnerable (despite the Weath Ray I fired at him being SPECIFICALLY DESIGNED to anhillate invulnerable things by scattering the individual atoms), locked the Perfect Sphere out of the fight for 2-3 trials in a row despite the Perfect Sphere having the means to join the fight, and now EXOS is arbitrarilly unable to contribute its surplus space fleet to the battle because of GM fiat. Not at all cool.

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Okay, here's what I, as the other person who gets somewhat annoyed at fiat, have to say here.

The Weath Ray is not going to work, ever, because the Godmodder is too strong. I'm sorry, Crusher. Give it up.

Other than that:

Stop trying to win. Start trying to be proactive and avoid the problems you could see happening. Which I really ought to start doing myself.

/null

Here we are again...

Action 1/3

Starfall Sync: 47/50 (CURSED)

I was about to do some completely epic three-charge entity! I even made art for it...

Frustrated at the curses, I try to use the Rune of Dagaz to clear at least one curse.

Psionic Diffuser && Cobalt Blood = Cobalt Psionic Diffuser (6/6!)
Psionic Diffuser && Purple Blood = Purple Psionic Diffuser (6/6!)
Psionic Diffuser && Fuchsia Blood = Fuchsia Psionic Diffuser (6/6!)

I examine the three new Psionic Diffusers. Then, I fill six syringes with each of the alchemies (Burgundy, Bronze, Ochre, Cobalt, Purple, and Fuchsia), and inject them all into my body at the exact same time, utilizing copious amounts of native psionic prowess to stabilize my body as the new energies seep within. Safe, right? Well, I think infusing myself with the psionic potential of the Condesce is perfectly safe, as well as a viable and possibly needed boost.

Afterwards, I proceed to pull out a simplistic oak sapling. Without as much as a second word, I infuse copious amounts of arcane magic into this sapling, coating it in wards of a caliber expected to protect Grayhold from unlimited arcane energy, and spells designed to utilize the fabric of spacetime to their advantage. Then, I promptly make a mental coin flip. However odd that might sound, it is essentially me forcing a coin flip to occur in my imagination. Heads for Build, scratch for Split. One flip. Hah. The coin flies upwards in my mindscape, spinning immensely. Several moments later, it reaches its apex, before succumbing to gravitational force, and landing, scratch up, on the ground. Well, there you have it. I concentrate the flow of energy coursing through the sapling, reducing it to around eight hundred thousand kelvin worth of pure Red Sun energy. The tree's leaves instantaneously fade to scarlet, bristling with unadulterated might. I direct the flow, tossing the sapling in no particular direction. If it is annihilated by Richard's antics, I proceed; if not, I vaporize the sapling myself. Suddenly, minimal amounts of Red Sun energy burst through Split's psyche, melding with the rest of the esoteric potency, and granting Split either a power boost, or some sort of healing effect. You know, I'm still up for making that permanent arrangement. Now isn't exactly the time, but then again, it is always the time to make multispecies bodily trafficking arrangements. If my initial supply is not adequate, you can certainly have both the INWVSA-funded Entity Trafficking Department's full command (I know a guy upon the highest echelons of the Italian space mafia's power systems), which, keep in mind, have everything from the severed legs of fused human/arachnids to Universe Eater parts, and the secondary supply, courtesy of me alone. This supply is exponential greater than that of the last suggestion, primarily composed of literal alternate versions of Psi-Scratch's dead body which were dropped on my doorstep by some insane WAA-spouting alternate version of me, an unlimited supply of both fresh corpses and immobile living beings, of which upwards of an hundred will arrive of each type for you every enquier, various body parts which have been specifically obtained for the purpose of your enjoyment, vast amounts of twisted organs and such, and finally, the key to unlocking a rather secretive place I'm not going to get into, which may or may not be an ungoverned dimension reft with war, death, disease, and famine, and fully susceptible to your every whim in its entirety. You can see the fall of civilizations in accelerate time, or even cause the end of all life and matter in the dimension, only to have it slowly reform for your permanent enjoyment. The key to the secrets of the dimension is only to be provided if I get what I suggested previously for my end of the arrangement, while everything else will be granted, free of charge. Yes, I know you can read this, Split. Is this fairer?

NOW, I pull out the Transparent Magic Cueball, the Onyx Visink Magic 8-Ball, the Illumination, and Cipher's Call. I must be onto something. It must be Gemini. Perhaps fused with Apophis, for all I know. Regardless, I ask the two oracles one singular question simultaneously.

How many Ancestors are still alive, and interacting with this war. By alive, I am referring to a state of existence wherein something has the capacity to interact with the world around themselves, given the fact that my suspect may very well be in one of many various states of undeath.

Afterwards, I proceed to utilize the Illumination's temporal mechanics to view something, around two months in the past, at the end of Trial 4. The First Block, of course. I use Cipher's Call on the side to view Gemini at the present moment, as well as Apophis, focusing on the FORMER. And, after this occurs, I accelerate the Illumination's vision forwards in time, carefully watching for anything to stir, casting hundreds of spells of location and sight. I will not miss this movement. If any of this gets blocked out, it is almost certainly because Gemini is my subject at hand. And, for that matter, I use Cipher's Call to attempt to divine whether or not Alpha is actually an external influence, as opposed to an influence formed entirely in Richard's mind. I will have answers, eventually.

Oh, my. This is rather excellent. Well, to make things simple for this slightly cluttered post, I suppose I merely enter the Right Leg. I mean, unless people request me to go into the Left Leg and deal with the Oblivion effect. Hah. How are we even entering the legs, anyhow? Do we teleport, or use a hatch? Perhaps some sort of molecular diffusion. But, I digress. These questions will be answered, in time.

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Okay, here's what I, as the other person who gets somewhat annoyed at fiat, have to say here.

The Weath Ray is not going to work, ever, because the Godmodder is too strong. I'm sorry, Crusher. Give it up.

Other than that:

Stop trying to win. Start trying to be proactive and avoid the problems you could see happening. Which I really ought to start doing myself.

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If there's Plot Armor, you just can't get past it Crusher. Stop trying to be an atrociously bad player by trying to bypass something that cannot be bypassed. Every time you do this, we lose a little respect and get more angry towards you. Stop it for your own sake, because you're pushing the limits of being a person we actually like to be with. And it's not railroading because there's already a plot going on and it probably could've been predicted if you payed attention to the similar endgame of the first one.

Apparently dealing 3 damage to you wasn't a good enough Wake-Up Call to the fact none of your stupid shenanigans will work for the rest of the game.

Also, really? You're gonna argue with the complete "SCREW PHYSICS" of the TARDIS? Well, at that point you can consider yourself losing the argument before any of us even has to say something.

I was not talking about the recent attack (which I knew was going to fail anyways or at best inflict stratch damage), I was talking about what happened when I completed the first Weath Ray and made a targetted attack on the godmodder. I expected godmodding to counter it, not a cop-out. /null

"How can you throw a piece of bacon all the way into space?"

You get all these crazy people doing crazy attacks, and THIS is the logic you question!? RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE

My rage ends up manifesting as a giant Stegosaurus(because Stegosaurus is best dino) and it charges the Incarnate. Before the Incarnate can slap it out of existence or something, the Stegosaurus tosses a book at the Incarnate with its tail. He reads the book and finds it quite engaging, but stops reading after chapter 42 because he has some players to kill. But by then, the Stegosaurus has already impaled the Incarnate 21 times with its super awesome tail.

Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 7/9

Final Planet Express Ship: 8/11

==Actions==

Lothyra: "Well, I'm going to just put on some music. Just for me."

Lothyra boards the Planet Express Ship 3.0. She also takes a potion of war ((increased base damage, decreased base damage taken.)) and a potion of critmist from Talist's now free shop, then drinks both. She also heals Split with Universal Power.

Lothyra: "Okay. I have 10 Tiny Antimatter Canisters for the Anti-Turbocharger and IAC-FR fusion bombs. And an Antimatter Buster Nuke with a yield of 100 megatons. ((the full power of the Tsar Bomba. It was tested with 50 megatons due to fallout concerns. Of course, an antimatter/antimatter-catalysed pure fusion bomb produces almost no fallout.)) Yeah I think I'm set. Since I'm wielding an extremely powerful alchemy ((the FPES)), I think being forced to attack other players is a bad idea."

Lothyra opens the Bag of Holding, takes out the Arsenide Hub (with HAL possessing it), and plugs it/him into the ship's data network ((This isn't giving me extra attacks. This is just allowing me to operate the Planet Express Ship 3.0 at its full potential. One person can't do everything)). He will control the Planet Express Ship 3.0's turret and the loading of the Anti-Turbocharger/Torpedo Launchers.

Lothyra: "Okay, HAL. You ready?"

Y3s. 1 am assum1ng d1r3ct c0ntr0l 0f th3 P3S's turret and l0ad1ng syst3ms.

Lothyra: "Hah. Nice reference."

1 appr3c1at3 your grat1tud3.

Lothyra: "That sounded incredibly Asperger. Wait. Why are we bantering when the world is ending? When my home is ending? Okay."

Lothyra grins. This is what she does. She operates not through innate magic or powers, but through what she has wrought with her hands. Or a giant white machine. She is in her element.

Lothyra: "Let's do this."

She starts all of the systems, takes the stick, and starts the engines. The Planet Express Ship 3.0 rockets into the air and flies to the Right Leg at very high velocities.

Lothyra: "LLLEEEEEEEEEERRRRROOOOOOOOOY JEEEEENNNKKKIIIINSSSS!"

Once she arrives, Lothyra syncs the Planet Express Ship 3.0's artificial gravity generators to make "down" the direction of the Right Leg. She and the turret then unleashes a barrage of laser fire at the Corruption Target.

Meanwhile, the Futurama Gang looks around the TARDIS.

Fry: "Where are we? And did I just taste purple?"

Farnsworth: "Wha? This must be the... my god! It's the TARDIS! For all of my life, I've wanted to see one of these legendary machines! And now, I have the chance!"

Farnsworth then begins to take notes on all of the Time Lord technology he sees. Bender then sees Eric.

Bender: 'Hey. Wasn't that the guy with the giant spaceship?"

Leela: "What spaceship?"

Bender: "Eh. It'll talk to him."

Bender walks up to Eric.

Bender: "My friend over here is asking about your giant spaceship. You know, the one that killed that guy? Piono?"

((crusher, we're in the endgame. I tried to stop the railroading a bit earlier, but twin had a plot planned out, and although he didn't blatantly railroad until Act 4, Act 4 signalled the point where he HAD to start railroading us to get us to a decent ending. Trying to derail the plot at this point will end badly and with a very unsatisfying ending. Might as well just put up with it. It's one lousy trial, nothing to throw a fit over. Just focus on making this fight as awesome as possible.

As for the weath ray, please don't bring that up now, it is sort of way too late to complain about that legitimately. You're lucky the weath ray didn't just get smashed by the OP scale honestly. If you were wishing it'd be significant, I decided I'd make it a little bit relevant to piono's plot, since it was locked in the box with Kurak before it went off.

But seriously dude, you're one of the veterans, you were responsible for two of the most significant entities in the entire freaking game. You aren't doing too bad.))

The group in the TARDIS, after figuring something out with the EXOS forces, who were (Thankfully) ejected before any over-compression could take effect, heads back towards the battlefield, leading crusher's ludicrously over-sized fleet.

Nobody's losing their characters today!

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"How can you throw a piece of bacon all the way into space?"

You get all these crazy people doing crazy attacks, and THIS is the logic you question!? RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE

My rage ends up manifesting as a giant Stegosaurus(because Stegosaurus is best dino) and it charges the Incarnate. Before the Incarnate can slap it out of existence or something, the Stegosaurus tosses a book at the Incarnate with its tail. He reads the book and finds it quite engaging, but stops reading after chapter 42 because he has some players to kill. But by then, the Stegosaurus has already impaled the Incarnate 21 times with its super awesome tail.

Here's how you get a piece of bacon into space: !!!SCIENCE!!!

N>I use the built-in tractor beams on the Beta-Class suit to launch the bacon into space properly.

N>"Fly, bacon, FLY!!!!!"

A>Speaking of tractor beams, another infinitude of ships arrives and uses theirs to push back at the Eclipse, in a constant push of force. In addition to all their other equipment, which has been swapped out for force systems, save the teleportation gear. Which is to say, 26,000,000 newtons (MN) worth of force in gear per ship, times an infinitude of ships...Which is actually only about 10,000 at a time, but I digress. 260,000,000,000 kg*m/s^2 of force presses upwards against the falling Moon, pushing back against the Eclipse.

Also, Old Man Elderly goes Moon-fishing.

Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x33, Potion of Vis x27, Potion of Nectar x3, Potion of Crimson x2, Potion of Moonlight x2, Potion of Fortune x2, Potion of Fear x2, Potion of Hellsun x2,
Wilson's Shop: $344

Battlefield: I give the legion godmodders lapis armour with HMASBC logos on them

+2 to Wilson

Leftovers AND Focus Sash AND Life Orb AND Charm AND Azure Essence 10/11

Erelye Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 10/11

Map of the Multiverse AND Twitch Logo AND Tablet AND Azure Essence 5/11

Universal Power Ubercharge Meter: 8/9

Final Planet Express Ship: 9/11

==Actions==

If the potion of critmist wore off, Lothrya drinks another one. She and the turret then fire more lasers at the Corruption Target.

1 w0uld r3c0mm3nd us1ng a m0r3 p0w3rful f0rm 0f attack.

Lothyra: "Yeah. I have something planned. But for now, I have the Torpedoes."

Lothyra then launches an antimatter torpedo from the PES 3.0's torpedo bay at the Corruption Target. HAL then begins the reloading processes. However, it will take two posts to complete, so I won't be able to use it next post. Lothyra then heals Split again with Universal Power.

/null due to no EOTB

@Piono: I thought it was kinda funny though.

@Tazz: If I guessed, I'd probably be very, very wrong.

@Twin: But.... but... but... I can't repeat that forever because I've only got 2 Armorsmiths in my deck. In order to get more, both me and my opponent would have to play Lorewalker Cho and then someone plays Gang Up. That would copy the Gang Up, but would also require the spells of 3 different classes, which can't happen as there are only 2 players per game. Plus, to copy Bouncing Blade, it would have to be played while the 2 Lorewalkers and in play which would kill one of them and without more Gang Ups, we'd run out of Lorewalkers so we'd need to play several Gang Ups on Cho, Armorsmiths, Tharusan, Deathlords, and Unstable Ghouls, which would require a ton of set up and stuff and would break hand size limits and the Godmodder really doesn't care about any of this and will say I do it indefinitely anyway.
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. And Scratch did have it better because of the Disk of Mojang being "able to do anything, but only once". So he could have said "Disk of Mojang! Be able to do things more than once!" And then proceed to murder everything. However, he didn't because that would be no fun. Saying that the Red Dragon is stronger than the Disk of Mojang is saying that infinity + 2 > infinity, and I'm not sure what that means, if anything. Infinity is not a number and nothing can be greater than infinity because then infinity would not be infinity.

@No-one-in-particular: I'm getting kinda annoyed with how often Wilson is the "damsel in distress". Every time something like this happens, I tell myself that Wilson is going to be stronger. But, then something happens like, the world explodes into an inferno of rage, and he just HAS to get flattened. If Wilson just ignored these, that would be really inconsistent, especially with the information I haven't given out yet. I suppose that's the trouble with being a mortal playing with gods. At least he sometimes gits for 217k damage.

Wilson stays mostly silent and limp as Blue picks him up, only occasionally snarling slightly and muttering,

grm... ... Cinders... in the dark... ...

...

Over on HMAS ship...

Slowly, Wilson's eyes drift open as he flexes his claws and keeps them tensed. His eyes scour the room with an intense gaze before he asks to anyone who is around, growling,

Where. am. I?

can you go kill the god modder

NO

but if you don't he will destroy everything

FINE BUT UNDER ONE CONDITION

I NEED YOU TO KILL THIS GOLDEN PISSLORD

HE LOOKS LIKE THIS

HERE IS MY BEST WEAPON

travis got the dragon dildo!

GOOD LUCK

Hmm, maybe I can strike up a deal if you really... Pity *rolls eyes* us.

I teleport to the dragon and say "Hey! If you think the godmodder is powerful, you should give me some of whatever made the godmodder! Always better to have a backup". The dragon looks blankly at me. "Right, you speak a different language... Which makes no sense if your an all powerful beast, but of course destroying recklessly doesn't take a lot of brains. um, you CANT understand this right, because that would be awkward... And I'm talking to myself if you don't understand, which would be equally awkward. The dragon raises his eyebrow, and I'm hurtled back to the earth.

I try to recover, and see the incarnate (which I called the godmodder because its being controlled by him). I ask him to talk about giving me a power up from the infinite dragon (which if you think about it, means he's pretty greedy). Unfortunately the godmodder is jamming to some awesome final boss music, and when he sees me he flicks me aside. Are both of you just doing what you want! You know there's something known as teamwork, it can help out... This group has lots of power, but they also have overconfidence...They need someone with brains, leadership, and cunning, someone, someone like... Like.

Incarnate: Like who?

Like someone... I just can't my put my finger on it.

Partial Inventory: Potion of Critmist II x33, Potion of Vis x27, Potion of Nectar x3, Potion of Crimson x2, Potion of Moonlight x2, Potion of Fortune x2, Potion of Fear x2, Potion of Hellsun x2,
Wilson's Shop: $346

Battlefield: I give the godmodder legion some ultrafields with similar logos

+2 to Wilson

Leftovers AND Focus Sash AND Life Orb AND Charm AND Azure Essence 11/11

Erelye Doll AND Protection Charm AND Azure Essence 11/11

Map of the Multiverse AND Twitch Logo AND Tablet AND Azure Essence 6/11

-HMAS Ship-

Alright, so, I guess I should describe the room Wilson is in.

Wilson is on a couch in the main room of the HMAS Ship. The room is relatively large, with walls made of a dull white, almost grey-ish, metal. To the front of the couch is a large window/screen that takes up most of that wall, currently viewing the void outside. Below the window is a ship console of some sort. I doubt he'd be able to see the other parts of the room, but I'll describe them for convenience. The wall to Wilson's left has two doors, and the one to the right has one. Those two walls are otherwise plain save a few decorations and whatnot. The wall to the back to the couch is a kitchen, which also contains a small dining table. The rest of the room, mainly the middle, is rather normally furnished, containing what you might expect in a living room or whatever you Americans call them.

Upon hearing Wilson wake up, Blue walks over with a glass of water and offers it to Wilson.

Wanted to give you something strawberry related, but then I realized I have no idea what strawberries are...

Now, to answer on your question, you're on the HMAS Ship, my home away from home...away from home.

When the apocalypse started, you started screaming, and then fainted or something.

At the same time, for whatever reason, the TARDIS failed to take off, so I made a quick decision to teleport out with you in tow.

Hopefully you don't mind I did that... I can bring you back there, and I'll probably return myself, but you might want to sit tight until they get out of that universe.

Assuming the Red Dragon is infinitely big, it would not fit into anything. Infinity is a very large number. Thus, let us assume that the Red Dragon is the size of the Nether. Travelling a block in the Nether is equal to travelling 8 blocks in the Overworld, thus the Nether is logically 8 times smaller than the Overworld. The Overworld has been calculated by other people to be about roughly 8 times as large as Earth. If the Enderdragon is the size of the Nether, and the Overworld is 8 times as large as the Nether AND 8 times as large as Earth, then the Enderdragon is about as large as Earth. Earth's mass is 5.972 X 10^24, which is 5972 with 21 zeroes after it, or 5972000000000000000000000, in kilograms. A kilogram is 1000 grams, so this means that the Red Dragon weighs about 5.972 X 10^27, or 5972 X 10^24, grams. This means that the Red Dragon's weight can be stated, according to this here list of prefixes, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metric_prefix in Yottagrams. The Red Dragon, therefore, is 5972 Yottagrams (look, I don't know if there's an official unit).

Assuming the Universe we are in is about the same size as the observable Universe of the real world, and assuming that both of these Universes are spherical (as space is three-dimensional), then the distance from the center to the outermost point is 13.8 billion light years. A billion is about 1 X 10^9, or 1000000000, so this means that the radius of the universe is 13.8 X 10^9 light years, or 13800000000 light years. A Light Year is 9.4605284 X 10^15 meters, or about 9460528400000000 meters. This means that the Universe is 13800000000 X 9460528400000000 = 1.3055529 X 10^26 meters, or about 130555290000000000000000000 meters. This is the radius. That's half as wide as the Universe. And now, Volume. 3d space. Thankfully, Google is here to tell me how to get a sphere's volume.

The Volume of a sphere is 4/3rds of Pi(Radius) cubed. This means that 4/3 X Pi X 130555290000000000000000000^3 = 1.6354951 X 10^80 cubic meters. That is... 16354951 X 10^73. That is 163549510000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 cubic meters. 1 cubic meter is 1000 liters. 1 liter is 1000 grams. Tack another 6 zeroes on. 163549510000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 grams. That is 16354951 X 10^79 grams, which is 16354951 with 79 zeroes after it. Let's compare values.

1.6354951 X 10^86 (Universe) grams (1635.4951 X 10^58 Yottagrams)

5.972 X 10^27 (Red Dragon) grams (5972 Yottagrams)

...erm. I'm not entirely sure what I just did.

... JEGUS CHRIST. WHAT... WHAT THE HELL. IS HAPPENING? RICHARD, GET OUT. OF THE MACHINE. YOU'RE INSANE. YOUR JOB. IS TO ANNOY PEOPLE. TO RUIN THEIR DAY. TO TROLL THEM. NOT. TO DESTROY. THE UNIVERSE! YOU DO REALIZE. THIS WILL KILL. YOU TOO?
THIS WILL NOT HAPPEN. THIS WILL. NOT HAPPEN.
Serpent throws an all-purpose screwdriver at the Incarnate, aimed for a socket on the mech's body. The screwdriver automatically selects the right kind of head and screws open the socket, exposing a gap that is blasted by random gunfire from nowhere.

((@talist: thank you. And I don't think Wilson is always going to be the damsel in distress. Most of the other characters (well, some at least) had a similar period of time, the thing is that happened in their backstory. Wilson got thrown right in before gaining access to the resources and knowledge to hold his own without help. And now, for everyone else who noticed something really obvious that neither I nor Eric noticed in my previous post... The TARDIS is still full of refugees... Yeah. I feel stupid now.

@serpent: question, has Astria left the TARDIS's control room, or is she just staying quiet?))

In the TARDIS:

ERIC!!!

Hank points to one of the screens.

Wha- oh crap.

That's right, the refugees...

D'arvit, I'm not used to having to keep tabs on everything...

You sure you want to go out there on your own?

Someone needs to help.

Dangit* Eric! You aren't a god!

You can't survive out there!

I have a few tricks up my sleeve.

He jumps out the door.

Hank bashes his head on the keyboard.

Bloody, gorilla, idiot!

Hank?

Just get this stupid thing turned around!

What about the others further in-

We have teleporters, do we not?

Just get this bloody gorilla thing turned around and out of the danger zone!

Eric dives through the air as the TARDIS suddenly changes direction and heads back out.

Alright, let's see if i remember where I put everything...

He reaches into his cloak, there's some mechanical whirring, and he pulls out his hand, it is now covered in what looks sort of like the Mark 42 Iron Man armor.

Okay, that's still there...

He puts the hand out, and fires it up, dodging out of the way of one of the stray energy blasts whizzing around.

Crap, where's the helmet...

He pulls out the noisy cricket.

Nope, that's not i- wait wait, dangit!

He watches as the noisy cricket flies away after he fumbles it into the distance.

Frick. That wasn't supposed to happen. Guess I'm not getting it back.

After rummaging through his coat, and finding several more things, most of which he puts back, he finally finds the stuff he wants, putting on the power suit helmet and calling the rest out of his coat.

Now where's the... There's a loud clang and he whips his hand out, a bear trap goes flying off into the distance.

What the heck was that doing in there?

Finally he pulls out a small globe with a button on it.

This thing had better still work...

He presses the button and warps to the battlefield.

And because of his downward momentum, smashes straight into the rock.

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