Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20170408210604/@comment-26977364-20170412010318

As if the Doctor 'jump started' the TARDIS, the blue box suddenly whirred to life, its classic warping sound emulating from its centre as it wedged itself off the ground and shot up like a rocket, only to stop about thirty feet above ground.

"Time to scan the area..." The Doctor mumbled, and right he was too. The amount of space-temporal disturbances emanating from this 'universe' was off the scales. That was probably what drew the TARDIS to it like a moth to a lamp in the first place.

The most outstanding reading the Doctor took was from SCP-682. The most powerful being in the room, one could say. He'd recognised who it was immediately and for the first time in a not-so-long time, he got a sinking feeling in his stomach. He carefully piloted the TARDIS, spinning it towards the vile-looking creature and opened the door, sticking half of his body out.

"Hi! Hello! Yes, up here! Yes, I know who you are, and yes, I know what you can do. Very interesting, you know, you branch off of the Multi-Form species but instead a genetic outburst turned you into a terrifying monster. Evolution tried to forget you. Did you ever wonder why you were left to rot on Earth? To be forgotten, until humans evolved and found your existence and tried to contain you?" The Doctor eyed 682 suspiciously.

"You, apparently, were shoved into the building blocks of your universe. So, if you disappear, then the foundations of the universe would come crumbling down, completely obliterating it. Unfortunately, you seem to be an irreversable piece of the bridge. Is that why you're here? Is that why you've been dragged here with these people? Because at the moment, the walls of the universe don't exist. Those building blocks have been altered, and you're no longer a part of it. Whoever has done this, they have taken your last-resort defence mechanism away, leaving you vulnerable. Whoever had a bone to pick with you, they'd do it now." The Doctor accused.