Omega

[Peylix is gnawing on a pencil, something obviously on his mind. He's outside, leaning on top of his astronomy homework. He takes the pencil out when he speaks.] Ok. Don't get me wrong here. I like astronomy. Infinite space in all directions, infinite possibilities, vast distances, really impossible to process just how massive all of it was. We're not merely bugs we're atoms. Even smaller!

[He's obviously taken by the subject.] All this is ok. [He makes a thumbs up with the hand with the gnawed pencil (the other one is stopping him from planting face first on the ground).] Aces.

But divination... [Why is this even a thing?] I mean. The future. What you come up with could mean so many possibilities... that anything you do get, it's completely and utterly untrustworthy and vague.

And everyone sees death everywhere too. [That's just weird.]

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[Omega looks sick in his expression, if not physically.] If I ever grumble about the Doctor, remind me of that flood.

[A half-amused expression flashes before the transmission ends.]

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[The camera turns on before it's ready and Omega seems to be grumbling something. A woman with a gravelly, Londoner accent responds.] Oh, nonsense, Omega, we must greet the new guests!

[The view finally ends up on a fabulous looking woman, dapperly kitted out in a red hat, red and black feather boa to go with a red coat. She's got cream shirt under another red jacket and has black trousers and fabulous snake-skinned shoes (though you can't see those from this angle.] Hello, my name is Iris. Iris Wildthyme. And this is my, well, ah, well, he's my voice! Lord Founder Omega! [Pause.] Come now, Omega, let's not be shy.

[Now, a reluctant Omega speaks.] Hello.

[Iris does not seem overly impressed by this effort.] He's not a people person. But I am, Wildthyme's Law, rule number one! A girl never knows when she needs to get the party started!

[Added Later to Admiral]

That inmate callin' 'erself Beth needs a cookie. Make it social work themed, will you, luvie?

Thank you,

Iris.

[OOC: So, as is her wont when the Doctor has an adventure, somewhere in the multiverse, Iris Wildthyme is doing the same thing. Only madder. So she was the one sent to stop Omega and Omega, in a complete and utter lack of foresight, copied her biodata instead of the Doctor's and has been regretting it ever since.]

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[Omega pauses, who does he even want to speak to.] ...Brax? Adric?


[OOC: Fourth wall him, please, this will be my most active account.]

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It's familiar, isn't it? [Omega's perched on a high building, except less dramatically than if he had a cape and black outfit. He's not afraid of falling, because frankly, he could probably fly if it occurred to him to do so. Which if he was in the grip of gravity, it probably would do.] A hilltop on Gallifrey? [The time he brought him before the destruction of the Capitol.]

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[Omega appears relaxed and thoughtful.] Considering that no one's had to cry for help or there's no emergency, I think we can call this a fairly harmless flood.

[There is a sudden shift in expression to one quite impish.] At least one where we can all breathe.

[Omega's back with a shrug.] Exactly! So we'd thought we'd try our idea, inspired by our last port…

[Eyebrows raise and the Doctor's breathy tones are back.] Without the obvious life-and-death component, thank you…

Of course. To set out a few puzzles for us all to solve. A variety of skills levels.

[The Doctor's quite enthused.] And some of them even can only be solved through pairing.

[Long-suffering if still amused expression.] Perhaps, the Admiral might learn something.

[OOC: The Doctor usually so shy, isn't, as you can see. And Omega's equally outgoing and very curious about you all.]

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[Omega is projecting both himself and the Doctor. They are feeling curious and upbeat. There's a vague feeling of being confined if you really focus, but otherwise he's not being upset at all.]

Is it my imagination, or does it feel… lighter than normal?

[This is in fact because he's not feeling the emotions of the unaffected and thus the strain of experiencing all the emotions in the ship is lessened.]

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OOC PREFERENCES:
•CONTACT METHOD: PM or email
•THREAD-JACKING: So long as you take it elsewhere if a) turn it into a in-person conversation b) private settings that my character is not privy to. B is not that much of a deal to me, though.
•FOURTH WALLING / CANON PUNCTURE: Perfectly fine.
•BACKTAGGING: Not a problem at all, I could go on forever.
•AVOIDED TOPICS: Rape. I don't want to involved with torture directly.

IC CHARACTERISTICS:
•PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Most of the time, he looks like Peter Davison, tall, blond, with a cherubic face. He normally wears a suit jacket and trousers, with a jumper and shirt underneath. The colours he wears ranges from yellow to blue. He smells faintly of honey, except when injured, when he smells like ozone and burnt honey.
•DEMEANOR: Omega's posture is very much like the Doctor's, often with a straight back and hands in his pockets. He's confident. He does tend to keep himself aloof from crowded places. Frequently, he's busy with something and it's not altogether rare to be able to see him muttering, though frequently, he quietens when you approach. He's also curious, particularly if something out of the ordinary happened.
•ABILITIES: Brilliant scientist and engineer even to his own people. Also outstrips others' telepathic powers. He can create bubble-monsters with talons and manipulate minds and matter. He doesn't use these powers (bar they're being the means with which he communicates and keeps himself alive) because he sees no need, people would disapprove and he really wants the least mental contact as possible with others. He also finds that the Doctor is quite a strain when emotional.
•MEDICAL INFORMATION: Omega's biology is unique, even among Time Lords. While he may present as a normal Time Lord initially, with two hearts, a respiratory bypass, he also has unique properties. Traces of antimatter somehow manages to not blow him and the barge up despite it not being clear how and he has a second brain pattern in his mind.

While there is record of his being treated successfully for Gallifreyan Flu, the recommended course of treatment of injuries is placement in a Zero room for isolation, not just from the potential of disease but the minds of others. A list of these rooms are: Omega's own quarters, the Doctor's TARDIS and the chapel, in that order of preference. Otherwise, treating him as if he was an explosion hazard is highly recommended. No attempt to cut into him should be made in any circumstances.

•OFFENSIVE SUBJECTS: Torture and tyranny used as 'appropriate' tools for giving people better lives.

IC PERMISSIONS:
•MENTAL: Can another character use mental abilities on your character? Anyone who tries is in for an impossible battle.
•MIMICRY: Can another character imitate your character in physical appearance and/or voice? The Doctor's fair game, Omega is not. Omega technically doesn't have a physical appearance and while the sound of his voice can be mimicked, Omega's not using vocal cords to produce it, so anyone will be able to tell the difference, even if they're not sure why.
•VIOLENCE: Can another character provoke a physical fight with your character? I'd rather discuss it first.
•MAGIC: Can another character use magic on your character? Again, it's going to have to be on a case-by-case basis.
•DEBATE: Can another character pursue yours for a debate. Unless it's a sore topic with him.
•OTHER / NOTES: I wouldn't mind him getting shot. It won't kill him but he'll vanish and take a while to recover.

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[Private to Braxiatel]

[Omega isn't worried that Brax is going to head off in a tailspin of depression due to Narvin's departure, but he does understand that the fact that Narvin's gained progress towards his goals while there is no visible evidence that Braxiatel has done the same, is frustrating.

If there is one thing that Omega understands, in a deep, perfect clarity, it's the feeling of the powerful, creeping fingers of stagnation gripping at his core. The Barge is a hateful place to spend two years, let alone eternity.] May we speak now?

[Spam for Rassilon]

[After speaking with Narvin, he feels the need to seek Rassilon out. Narvin's ability to leave reminds him that he also has that right, but can't exercise it.

Because of Rassilon.

It feels too close to 'Rassilon trapped me here to rot' that he feels about to explode. Adding to this, his alternate didn't like him to the point of hatred, if you could hate a perfect stranger. So he needs to know that Rassilon doesn't hate him.

At least, that's the working theory. He does his best at covering his emotions when he finds him.] Rass?

[Spam for people in the CES - Later]

[Omega has wound up on a hill on a world with two suns. It's not Gallifrey, but one of the suns is kind enough to set in a way the lights the sky in an orangey red. There is a slightly cool breeze, but it's relatively quiet and settled. He takes a deep breath before asking:] Do we know this place?

[Another, breezier tone voice emerges from the same mouth.] I think I brought Sarah Jane here once.

[Omega nods.]

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[Leftenant Peter Lix, late of the HMS Eurydice, is largely still decked in his naval uniform. His hat's gone, unfortunately, but he's cleaned up as well as possible and looks pretty damned good.

Of course, he's eying the more unkempt of locals, so whatever positive impression you got from 'clean', has likely turned into 'stuck up fancy man'. He's here with a purpose, however, so unless you walk right up to him, he'll leave you alone.]

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