PSL for Doctor Spazz :D

[my_belfry_of_fun]

Title:To come later?
Who: The Tenth Doctor (and the TARDIS), Trunks Briefs (Mirai/Future), others...
What: The TARDIS takes the Doctor where he is needed, not necessarily where he wants to go.
Open/Closed: Closed.
Additional Details:TBD

The TARDIS Sensors indicate Age 787, Planet 4032-877b. More specifically, it's a variant of Earth--not surprising in some ways. But the continents and a map don't match some of the other more modern versions he's been to before. What could be wrong here?

Well, a look-around would tell him that. The city he arrived in looks like its seen better days, to be frank. It's a hive of demolished buildings and streets, debris and abandoned and scrapped vehicles everywhere. While there are hints of greenery, the large city looks like it's not been demolished long enough ago for it to start recovering from inhabitation, but there's certainly no regular inhabitants visible.

Comments

[light_of_willpower]

"I'll take that as a negative on the idea of more tea." Bulma responds dryly, crossing her arms and pondering. "Well, first we need to figure out if he's still there. Then it's a question of how we deal with him."

A moment's pause, then looking at her son, who blinked at her. "Didn't you say he'd seemed to be less aggressive in the past? That he'd been an ally against Cell?" Trunks looked up, trying to remember the specifics. "I...think so? Yeah, mom re-programmed him, and then he was instrumental in helping Gohan achieve Super Saiyan level 2..." A bit more excitement in his voice there, especially when Bulma was nodding.

"So Doctor, the hard part seems to be we keep him from tracking you." As she gave her attention back to the Doctor. Letting him have his privacy and secrets, even though she appreciated the information. "Then it's up to you if you want to help us figure out how to knock him out and reprogram him. You're a busy man though, with things to do."

She and Trunks had both picked up on how he seemed both to reach out and want to be around people, and yet---he wanted to leave. Very conflicted individual, and they were attempting to give him an out. But they also wouldn't turn down help---Earth had suffered enough, they'd take the help they could get.

[borntolove]

He heard they're giving him an out - and inwardly sighs because he can't go now with this mess. He just can't and is inwardly frustrated that he just can't walk away. Even if that means - maybe being trapped here in this alternate universe.

The only way that that robot wouldn't track The Doctor is by powering down his ship and powers down The Tardis to minimum power.

"Alright! Next we'll have to set a trap. And then - someone will have to knock him out. And while he's knocked out he can be reprogrammed."

[light_of_willpower]

Somehow neither Bulma nor Trunks were surprised, and neither would've blamed him for taking the out if he had.

"Okay then, so, Trunks" Bulma moved to take a seat at the table once more, to start planning in earnest. "Anything else you remember about Android 16? We can't assume he's a perfect copy of the one from the past, but it'd be nice to have some idea of what he can do, and what we might be able to work out."

Trunks crossed his arms and was thinking. "...He might have a remote shut-off switch. Androids 17 and 18 did, when we found blueprints in Gero's lab." There was a startled blink. "Oh, and he might have a bomb in his chest." That, was not welcome news.

[borntolove]

Ten is silent as Trunks speaks; bomb not good but can handle that - seen enough of those. Wait. There's a clever look on his face. Might have a remote shut off switch. Which Ten jumps up and begins to build something from random different pieces and as he's running around gathering those, "We could test that theory out. My Tardis has his readings stored in her memory banks - all we need to do is build the transmitter."

[light_of_willpower]

Bulma had looked mildly alarmed also with the thought of a bomb--but she'd also half expected that. Dr. Gero had been a madman. If he'd used even half of his genius for good instead of revenge upon Goku, the world would've been much better off.

"Oh I can build a transmitter if you can get me those readings." Bulma said confidently, smirking while Ten gathered his gear. She reached into a pocket and pulled out a small capsule. "I've got tools and some spare parts right here, and anything we don't have, we can get easily."

Trunks was looking kind of lost for a moment, before he sighed. "Which means I guess I'm the bait, for you two testing it, huh?" Made sense to him, and there was a half-smile on his face because as much as it wasn't fun, he didn't mind. It wasn't like he wouldn't recover, so long as he didn't die. Of the 3 of them, he was also the most suited for it.

[borntolove]

Ten gives Bulma a quick smirk and goes over to the main computer to pull up the radio readings.

"Think about this way - you're going to get plenty of exercise."

[light_of_willpower]

That made Bulma laugh, as she got up and found enough space to activate the capsule. "You say that like you don't know him, Doctor." Trunks had the grace to look slightly guilty with his mother's statement, albeit he was still grinning. Inside the capsule was a large crate, the top of which held a tool box and the bottom of which had space pieces of metal and wire, sodder, safety-tools, screws, nuts, bolts... Who knew what, honestly.

[borntolove]

Ten continues to grin and signals Bulma over to look at the readings on the screen.