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Ted "Theodore" Logan ([info]wyld_stallyn) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2010-06-20 19:55:00

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Entry tags:day 1: reboot, location: hardware store, ted logan, the doctor (ten)

Who: Ted Logan [Open if people want to!]
Where: The Hardware Store
When: Day One, later morning
What: Ted wakes up in Hell Vas. Again.



Life was good. No. It was better than good. It was awesome. The Wyld Stallyns had won the Battle of the Bands, the Babes totally loved him and Bill, and they had seen the future thanks to the phone booth. Air pollution was going to go way down, the happiness level of people were going way up, and the most triumphant water park Waterloo had just announced that they were going to add another awesome waterslide to their collection.

Life was good.

The only weird thing about knowing the future though was that you still had to live it. Not that Ted minded! Just..it's funny. Stuff was funny. Like the whole dying and going to hell business. Once he was pulled out of hell, though how that happened he couldn't remember, he had told Bill about his misadventures with the others. Dan from the past, the kids who had been there and then grew up, the zombies. Dude. The zombies. Bill had been most disappointed that he didn't get to go all Bruce Campbell on some heinous dead dudes. All he had was a version with his gross grandmother trying to kiss him all the time. Then there was the whole meeting Death, Station, God, life..you know, normal things.

Oh, who was he kidding? Ted's life hadn't really been normal for some two or three years. And, you know, being saviour of the world and stuff wasn't exactly going to make it normal anytime soon. Good thing Ted didn't let it get to him.

The weirdness that had coloured his life was probably why he took the following events with stride. Ted woke up curled next to a pile of hammers instead of the Princess and sat up, looking around wildly. For a minute, he looked upset. He moved to get up, knocking into the box that had been prominent in his first stint in hell. Ted picked it up, staring at it blankly. The box was open, tictacs still making him smile and the journal shaken while he stuck the pencil behind his ear. The key though. He didn't remember that from the first time.

"I have got to stop dying, dude." Ted muttered to himself as he picked up his things (and a hammer, just in case). Shaking his head, he looked around for anyone else. No one was to be found this time. Sad! Well. Good. But sad! "Huh." Outside he went, sitting on the stoop. That was when he busted open the journal and got to writing.

"At least I totally got it down this time!" Ted grinned, finding something a little comforting in that. If there was one thing that time travel had taught him, it was that things always made more sense the second time around.



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[info]fromgallifrey
2010-06-21 03:24 pm UTC (link)
The Doctor was walking along with his attention on the windows as he went by. There was something about the glass in the shop displays that just didn't look right. It was, well, wrong. Especially wrong for earth. Maybe it was the polymers. Maybe it was the threads that bonded it all up together. Maybe it was the fact it was coated. He wasn't sure. He kept knocking on it and watching his reflection as he went by.

So absorbed was the Time Lord that he didn't take notice of the man and his journal sitting on the stoop to the Hardware store. He just kept walking until he literally knocked his shins right into him and toppled over, his lower half pretty much in Ted's lap and the front of him landing with an "Ooomph!" against concrete.

"Sorry!" He said, trying to climb off of the other man.

"You alright?"

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[info]wyld_stallyn
2010-06-21 04:13 pm UTC (link)
Busy scribbling away with some people, Ted most definitely did not notice the man coming around and knocking on glass. Maybe he would have noticed it if he wasn't focused on the journals, but probably not. Ted wasn't exactly the most observant young man in the world. All the same, it would have been difficult to not notice the fact that he had someone in his lap now. A few things scrambled quickly through his brain. First, there was the fact that there had been evil undead dudes the last time. Hence the hammer that wasn't too far away from the slacker-boy. But wait! Zombies didn't say sorry! Okay, safe.

Trying to help up the other guy, he stared for a moment. Ted crossed out the other guy being a dickweed too. The apology struck out that possibility. Grinning affably, Ted nodded -- his whole upper body moving in that nod -- and scooted over. "Sha! Totally heinous drop you took there! Are you okay?" Ted was trying to place his face from last time, but the faces were sort of hazy to be honest. Names, Ted was alright with. Faces..unless he had a history book with him, it was sort of a lost cause.

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That entire thought process made me laugh in the middle of a meeting
[info]fromgallifrey
2010-06-22 12:03 am UTC (link)
The thin man in his brown suit shifted and curled and turned and worked very hard at getting himself up without kicking the man or bumping him too unnecessarily. He was, in fact, awfully sorry for having been so mindless.

"You're alright?" He spoke quickly, steadying himself a little as he looked the other man over. Oh, goodness, he really didn't belong here. "I'm fine, been through worse falls than that," he responded cheerfully.

"I'm the Doctor," he said squinting as he looked Ted over. "When are you from, about 1989 or so?" His head tilted and the Time Lord resisted the urge to actually knock on Ted. Could be a misplaced animatronic after all.

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:D I'm glad Ted entertains you!
[info]wyld_stallyn
2010-06-22 01:03 am UTC (link)
"Totally confused! But that's because it's most different here." Ted had been thinking about it, while he was writing. The hardware store was..no, it was still totally freaky and very hell-worthy..but this time, in spite of its emptiness and scariness, wasn't as rundown as last time? Maybe. "From last time." He looked thoughtful for all of about seven seconds before shaking it off and going back to the normal cheerful but sometimes not there look he had.

That is, until the Doctor totally guessed when he was from! "Dude! On the nose! And you're totally from the future!" There was a thought process that went along with that guess, even if it was convoluted. The suit was old-dude style, but old-dudes from the past didn't guess so accurately at future dates. They thought that 1989 had flying cars and metallic suits. That was so the year 2000! Ted knew. He saw it. Least. He thought it was the year 2000. Hm. Anyway. Unless.."Unless you are totally some sort of psychic dude. They thought Miss Of Arc was psychic..but she just talked to God." Thoughtful again before he shook it off.

"Have you seen a phone booth around, Doctor Dude?" Might as well try asking. "Though I don't think it went with me the first time I died and got here..maybe I totally traveled in it to save myself!" Oh, which reminded him! "Keychain. Remember a keychain." He dug in his pocket, where there should have been a keychain so that he could keep track of the key. Sadly, there was not. Ted looked very dejected about that. "Gotta write myself a note later."

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[info]fromgallifrey
2010-06-22 01:00 pm UTC (link)
The Doctor, oddly enough, wasn't phased by Ted's dialect. No, the Doctor was well practiced at not quite openly assuming anything about anybody. Please note the 'openly' part. Optimist, yes. Deluded, no.

"Different from last time?" Well, that made Ted person number two to tell him that this was the second time they'd been here. Oh, look, there was the Doctor's optimism assuming second. For all he knew, they'd been here a dozen times already and lost years of their lives. "You've been here before?"

Oh, but then Ted kept talking, taking the Time Lord on a journey that sounded way too much like a comedic version of his own life unfiltered. Phone booth? Joan of Arc? Travelling in a phone booth from 1989 and speaking of Joan of Arc like he knew her? Oh, this felt like a terribly bad parody.

"What did you say your name was again?" The curious Doctor was taking this all at face value... something was very, very wrong here; but, that didn't mean he had to get all gloomy about it. No, that sort of thinking would only make things worse. "And what's that phone booth of yours look like?"

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[info]wyld_stallyn
2010-06-22 04:33 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah! I mean, I totally haven't been exploring or anything..they should give out one of those maps that points stuff out. Like at Waterloo!" But Ted was getting off the subject which, honestly, happened pretty much all of the time. What was he talking about? Second time.

"I was totally here before!" He nodded, again his whole torso going into the motion. Briefly, there was a flash of thought going through Ted's head. If he had saved himself using the phone booth, after having beat Death and all that stuff, then he'd be here again. Right? Even though he didn't remember coming back to save the First Him. But he did remember going to talk with the First Him at the Circle K the year before..Wait a minute. "Whoa." Wide-eyed, he looked at the Doctor. "There's still totally a Me in high school! And a Second Me helping the First Me! And I'm totally like...a whole lot of Me's!" Ted paused, "The impact of time travel is most disconcerting!"

Wait. What? Oh! He popped up, a sudden burst of energy bringing the lanky kid to his full height. "I am Ted "Theodore" Logan." Still weird without Bill, "One half of the most excellent Wyld Stallyns!" He wanted to throw a little air guitar but it would wait. Mostly because he was trying to figure out how to explain the phone booth. "It is most rectangular in shape and tall enough to fit Abraham Lincoln and his hat!" Normal phone booth, but maybe booths of the future looked different. Like different models, or something.

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[info]fromgallifrey
2010-06-22 05:00 pm UTC (link)
"Waterloo?" Was he talking about the actual Waterloo or the simlation built to commemorate the thousandth anniversary? The first he knew there was no map for, the second? Well, he never took the map anyway.

For the briefest, shiniest moment the Doctor considered that some insane future version of himself picked this man up to travel with. That moment felt prolonged as it seeped from one lobe of his brain to the other and eventually to the bit that dealt with truly rational thought.

One day, I'm going to be insane.

"There isn't more than one you," the Doctor said relatively gently. This train of thought he absolutely had to derail. "They're all you, they're just the past or future versions and varying degrees between." Still, the Time Lord frowned. "You've been interacting with yourself?" Oh, didn't he look all stern in this moment, like he suddenly was the lone enforcer of Time Law. Wait, he was.

"You're going to rip a hole in time if you're not careful," He looked serious, stern. "Do you understand?"

He paused, Ted finally explaining about his phone booth and that wasn't exactly the response he was looking for. Frankly, he was hoping it wasn't a box shape at all. He really didn't want it to be rectangular and large enough to fit Abraham Lincoln in... That only made brown eyes trickle off. Quiet now, Ted, the Doctor's thinking.

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[info]wyld_stallyn
2010-06-22 05:31 pm UTC (link)
Ted took it all in, processing it like he tried to process So-Crates' thoughts. "Sha. Literally more than one me would be very strange." His eyes lit up for a moment, thinking of the possibility. They could totally pull off some awesome rock stunt with more than one Ted -- or Bill, for that matter! But then he stared at the Doctor. "But it is kind of like having more than one me. If you totally stretch time like a line, then there has to be more than one Me. It's still totally me, they're all me. But...not." He grinned then, "I am most totally like Jon Cougar Mellencamp! He goes by Jon Cougar..and Jon Mellencamp too! But still the same!" Ted wasn't planning on mentioning that he liked the later Mellencamp. Dude had mellowed in later years. Would totally lose his hard rocking cred!

Anyway. Time ripping. Eyebrows furrowed too, but he shrugged. "Just once. Forgot to dial up! The other times I don't see the Other Me."

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[info]fromgallifrey
2010-06-23 12:13 am UTC (link)
The Doctor wasn't satisfied that this man understood - and he certainly hadn't had time explained for what it was - not a line but more of an ever changing, rolling, mashable ball that wound in and out of itself and sort of ate its own tail at bits but generally just sat. Right. Not a line. The Time Lord was fairly certain after only a handful of rounds to the conversation that he wouldn't be successful in explaining, so he just let it go.

"Just don't do it anymore." Stern. Warning.

Walking up to the window the thin brunette started tapping on the glass. It reverberated funny - like the air around it wasn't letting it flex and vibrate properly.

"How long ago were you last here?" Brown eyes trickled over to the mop haired man.

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[info]wyld_stallyn
2010-06-23 12:58 am UTC (link)
Well, wait a minute. Ted was contemplating now. A surprise, for sure (even to him when he would think about it!) but contemplating all the same. "Kinda hard to not do it when I totally already did!" The Doctor did say anymore, he knew, but still. It wouldn't be something that stopped, would it? The senior-year Ted would always need help with his History paper, Rufus would always come, Ted would always forget to wind his watch..

Sudden movements had and he was crouching down, unlacing his hightop Converse. Wasn't that difficult, considering that he preferred them loose and the tongue sticking out. So he pulled out the shoelace and was holding it in a straight line. Ted was frowning, because if things were a line there couldn't be multiple him's and Bill's. But then he got the idea to make it a circle..still didn't..then he got the idea to fold pieces together. And grinned widely. "Sha! Time is most wrinkly." Huh. There might have been more philosophizing, something about rivers and never stepping in the same one..or always stepping in the same one..but Ted's fickle attention was caught by the tapping.

"The glass is most unusual. Doesn't sound right!" He was a musician. Mostly. Then he was playing with his shoelace and thinking on the question. "Six months!"

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[info]fromgallifrey
2010-06-24 03:05 pm UTC (link)
The Doctor's brow quirked in an angular fashion indicating thoughtfulness, speculation and above all a waning sort of patience. It wasn't you, Ted, it was this place. It was the fact he didn't understand why the glass wasn't reverberating properly.

The Doctor watched as the brunette crouched down, toying with his shoelaces. "Wrinkly, jumbled, and twined." He concurred. "Nice shoes." There was a smile to go with that and a hand. "Come on, we need to figure out why the air isn't circulating properly."

It was that simple, Ted, come along or he'd be off searching on his own. "Have you seen a blonde floating around anywhere? Penchant for trouble at times.. Fantastic smile? Goes by Rose?" He was already moving toward the end of the block. Keep up, Ted!

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[info]wyld_stallyn
2010-06-24 04:29 pm UTC (link)
"Are we totally in one of those bio bubbles?" Just throwing out ideas even as he took the offered hand and stood up straight again. At first, Ted was following at his normal and leisurely pace. But the intense Doctor (who reminded him a little of Napoleon..if the dead French dude was taller..and English) was walking much more quickly.

That meant he had to pick up the pace! Catching up wasn't too difficult, but he put on his thinking face about this babe named Rose. "I have not, Doctor Dude. I do remember her name from last time!" But she was one of the people he hadn't met, if he remembered right. Which bothered him briefly. "Why do you think some people remember the first time we were here and some do not?"

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