⓪⑧ (sort of)

[docfoul]

DDD: Party for no discernible reason other than the White Text Guy having said so.



Whether you were invited, came of your own volition, were dragged here by some weirdos in green, or just popped up in the classic "community made you do it" fashion, you are now in THE FELT MANSION. And since Doc Scratch is and will always be an excellent host, you can count on having good food, drinks, and party games aplenty.

There isn't much he can do about the TIME SHENANIGANS, though. But you can steer clear of those if you know how. Unfortunately, there is no way to avoid the mansion's collection of A THOUSAND CLOCKS.

(Speaking of time shenanigans, you may also want to refer here for a rough explanation of what those shenanigans might be. But don't worry about it too much, really. You can just say something if you want to run into a Felt NPC and, hopefully, the shenanigans will be immensely fun for all.)

You should also feel free to START ANY NEW THREADS.

Comments

[docfoul]

In different circumstances, perhaps. No. Time lies outside of my domain. I can provide explanations, though, if you wish.

[pinkishgray]

How different?

If you'd be so kind.

[docfoul]

Somewhat different, by way of importance. This is the lair of the Felt, a group for which time is little more than a tool.

[pinkishgray]

And this isn't?

[Oh. Fantastic. Time Lords with even less compunctions.] Can't imagine how that'd ever go wrong. Not at all.

What are they using time for? Or are they simply trying to keep things going smoothly along the rails?

[docfoul]

No, not really. Does that question truly have an answer? What do you use time for, Doctor?

[pinkishgray]

Yes. Yes, it does.

[Mainly, to get away from people who act like you.]

Skip the speech, will you? They get so old. Besides, this isn't about me. Not at the moment.

[docfoul]

There isn't much to be said about the underlings, really. They exploit time in whatever menial tasks they might be up to at the moment - as far as you can define a "moment" when they are involved, at any rate. That is all.

[pinkishgray]

Underlings.

[docfoul]

You have met some of them.

[pinkishgray]

Yes, I have. Very charming.

Who's the overling?

[docfoul]

Their leader, a being with absolute mastery over time, is known as Lord English. And to eliminate any accusations of evasive behavior, I will tell you this, too: he is my employer.

[pinkishgray]

[He's keeping that in mind, thank you very much.]

What's the profit?

[docfoul]

The work itself.

[pinkishgray]

Sounds rewarding.

[docfoul]

Oh, it is. Very rewarding. You might understand some day, Doctor.

[pinkishgray]

Oh, I'm sure I will. [Blandly.]

Wait a moment. What's your domain, if not time?

[docfoul]

I am extremely powerful and, in fact, nigh-omnipotent... but, if you were to be very specific, I suppose you could say space is my domain, rather than time.

[pinkishgray]

Shame if that all went to your head.

[docfoul]

I am right to be smug, Doctor.

[pinkishgray]

Don't flatter yourself. It's unbecoming of you.

[docfoul]

That is why I don't do it. Haa haa.

[pinkishgray]

You're not as funny as you think you are. Even if you know the punchline in advance.

[docfoul]

I'm afraid I have to say I would know better than you.

[pinkishgray]

No, you really wouldn't. Nice try, though. [You're not afraid at all.]