"He's good material, is Tarrant. One of the best."
"Er, I mean...
"Tarrant is brave, young, handsome. There are three good reasons for anyone not to like him."
"Phew, got out of that one!"
The writings of a big, gay, long cat. With assistance from a pair of thumbs and the manny they belong to.
"He's good material, is Tarrant. One of the best."
"Tarrant is brave, young, handsome. There are three good reasons for anyone not to like him."
"I'm afraid I have some business to attend to . . . you know, pacifying a few Dalons, and sorting out the planets Rexac and Ex-calon . . . did you know they're at war again?and sounds as though this is a typical day in his life. His job is "overseeing" Lagon 2. The Doctor takes Peri to see "a purple lake that bubbles like the hot springs of the Earth".
"It's beautiful, Doctor," she gasped. "I must confess I was expecting it to be just like a lake on Earth, but with purple water. I didn't expect it to be so . . . well . . . tranquil. It's lovely!"
"A very small comet crashed into the south side of Kyros a short time ago. Not much damage was done and after the initial clearing up of debris and necessary repairs were done, nothing more happened. However, not long after-wards, a delegation of excavation experts were sent to the site. One of them returned in a state similar to your description of the creature by the lake. He was convulsing and died very quickly . . . but not before he too had turned a bronze colour. It was mystifying, to say the least."
As they spoke, a scream filled the control tower, and Peri rushed in, almost too stunned to speak. She was clutching her left arm, which was bleeding badly.
"Doctor, there's some kind of robot out there. It attacked me!"
"That's where we keep our special munition in case of an emergency, such as a galactic war," replied Vama.
Armed with a KGS Stunner, it quickly overcame Vama, who fell senseless to the floor. The Doctor lunged at a KGS Freezer from a row of weapons by the door and, working on pure reflex action, im-mobilised the robot.
"I would say that the reason for all this lies with the comet. It must have carried that weed from . . . yes, from Jerimi. The Tardis took me there once by accident, of course! It's inhabited entirely by robots who reproduce by a deadly weed that attacks other living creatures and changes them into robots like themselves."
The Doctor was too engrossed in despatching yet another robot to hear her.
The almighty explosion tore through the atmosphere, shaking the ground under them. A blue flash lit the sky and debris hurtled through the air.
"Yes, once the heart was destroyed, it would bring about a chain reaction. The life force of the weed, however wide-spread, was linked to the crater, where it all started. Thus, it and the robots were killed when the heart was," explained the Doctor. "I thought we'd be successful!"
"Perhaps when we come again," said the Doctor, "you will have regenerated. You really should try a new body, you know!"
"Oh, no, Doctor," laughed Vama, "I'm happy with the one I've got . . . besides, I'm not sure you did too well by regeneration!"
"One calls himself a doctor," said the old man. "The other is some sort of companion to him - maybe an apprentice, I don't know. They sound like a couple of half-wits to me - the girl kept muttering about some sort of transport they had."
"Food and a good night's rest, old man, and we'll leave you in peace. We're peaceful Saxons - not the murdering savages the Normans call us."
Hereward the Wake was the foremost of the Saxon outlaws who led a guerilla campaign against the Normans after the battle of Hastings. He tended to concentrate on the fen country, where we are now."
"Did he win?" asked Peri.
"Don't be silly," the Doctor said acidly. "How could he have won with the Normans safely on the throne for the next dozen or so generations? No, after a while he just vanished into the mist, never to be seen again. They still think he's alive in some parts of twentieth century England, you know."
The Doctor drew something out of his pocket, and Peri almost laughed aloud as she saw what it was - one of those battery-driven robots that were so popular with children in her own time. When you pushed the button, its eyes flashed and rolled, it began to walk stiffly forward and spoke in a guttural, stilted, mechanised American accent.
There was a terrified scream, then another, and a third and the sound of running footsteps growing fainter in the distance, while outside a metallic voice was saying repeatedly.: "I am Martin, the Metal Marvel. I can do all sorts of things. I am pleased that we are friends. I am Martin . . ."
As they walked back to the Tardis through the early morning sun-light, she became puzzled. "Doctor."
"Mmmm?"
"Why did you have a toy robot in your pocket?"
The Doctor turned and stared at her. "My dear girl! What do you keep in your pockets?"
"Colonel Latham's been burnt to a cinder, but nothing else around him has been touched! What on earth could have caused this?"
"S.H.C."
"What?" asked Peri, puzzled.
"Spontaneous Human Combustion," replied the Doctor flatly. "It's all to do with magnetic forces and chemicals in the human body."
"Dragons in . . . in the cellar!"
"Three centuries ago, I had the great displeasure to tangle with one of the most dangerous adversaries I have ever encountered. Qualar, the Grand Master of Fire. He was able to destroy anyone or anything with fire, with-out harming the surrounding area."
"How?" asked Peri, as the Doctor gazed into space.
"He was fire incarnate. He could take the form of a dragon . . . even of fire itself. He is truly a power to be reckoned with. We couldn't destroy him, but we did make a bargain with him. In return for peace, we gave him the planet Zaron to create havoc in. Clearly, it wasn't enough."
"I know it's you, Qualar, there's no need for silly games!" shouted the Doctor.
"ROAR!"
"WOW!" shrieked Peri. "It must be fifty feet tall! If it doesn't burn us, it'll crush us to death!"
a seven-foot-high mass of pulsating grey matter, with a kind of black aura around him.Qualar remembers the Doctor.
"You tricked me, Doctor! You gave me a dead world! Nothing lives - nothing can be controlled on Zaron! You tricked me!"
"If nothing lives on Zaron, it's because of your destructive ways, Qualar!" cried the Doctor impatiently. "Now you're searching for more victims . . . am I right?"
"Back on planet Zaron, he was indestructible because it was his territory, and he was in complete control," said the Doctor.
"Doctor!" he cried. "There's a fire-breathing monster coming this way. He's burning everything in his path!"
"Oh, tut, tut," said the Doctor casually, shaking his head. "That won't do the garden much good!"
Peri and Harper stared at him in disbelief. Had he gone mad?
"Well, we can't leave until we've carried out our plan," replied the Doctor.
"What plan?" asked Harper.
"To exterminate Qualar," said the Doctor simply. "What else?"
"Let's see what's happened to Qualar," said the Doctor, switching on the screen monitor.
The chaos shown there told them everything. The second Qualar's flames had made contact with the gas and chemicals, an almighty explosion had ripped the house apart, taking most of the surrounding areas with it. Qualar and his companions were no more.
"Well, that seems to be the end of that," said the Doctor, dusting himself down. "I feel rather hungry all of a sudden. Anyone fancy a nice, juicy steak . . . well done, of course!"
There is no 'correct' answer.
food concentrateWe are cats and Monkeys (With Badges), so we don't nom "concentrate" and, in fact, don't even know what that is. But as it is the most important item we have read so far we will number it 1.
parachute silkThe Monkeys didn't think this would be too useful, but as a cat I can see many uses for a ball of silk thread to keep me amused while away from my friends and the internets, so this gets numbered 1 (moving the previous 1 down a number as a result).
two .45 calibre pistolsAt first we thought that these would be useful for shooting any hostile aliens that may be on the moon, but then we remembered that we don't have thumbs so would not be able to use them. Therefore this gets numbered 3.
two 110lb tanks of oxygenTanks would allow us to drive around on the moon's surface, so this sounds very useful, and if there were two it would mean I could have one and the Monkeys With Badges could have the other. This gets numbered 1. We don't know what oxygen would be used for but maybe it would turn out to be a valuable extra feature.
a magnetic compassThis is obviously another cat toy, for when I get bored playing with the silk. While clearly important, I don't think this is the most important item so far, so it gets numbered 3.
solar-powered FM receiver-transmitterWe were all agreed that this would be vital to stay in contact with our friends and the internets while in space and on the surface of the moon, so it gets numbered 1.
first aid kit containing injection needlesNeedles! Mew mew mew! This is too scary for me, it gets numbered 7.
life raftWe don't think this would be useful at all on the surface of the moon because it has no water, so it gets numbered 7.
5 gallons of waterOh, I understand now - if we take 5 gallons of water with us we can use the life raft on the water. That's clever; it is like a puzzle from an old computer game. This gets numbered at 7 since it is only as much use as the life raft.
one case of dehydrated pet milkAt last: noms! This is certainly one of the most important things on the list, up there with connection to the internets (cats cannot live on noms alone). I will number it with a 2.
box of matchesOn the one paw matches are dangerous, but on the other paw we don't have thumbs and so can't use them anyway. Either paw leads me to the conclusion that matches are not useful, and the Monkeys have pointed out that you can't use matches in space. Maybe that is what the oxygen in the tanks was supposed to be for, but I will number this as 10.
50' of nylon ropeRope is not as good as thread for playing with so I would have to rate this below the parachute silk. The Monkeys have suggested that if you could catch an alien with the rope then you could get it to pull you to where you wanted to go. While that is an ingenious suggestion, I think that we have to put this behind both the parachute silk and the tanks, so it goes in at 5.
stellar map of the moon's constellationsAs useful as a map sounds at first, we don't believe in astrology so we don't think this would be much use after all. It gets numbered 12.
signal flaresScience Fiction stories tell us that signal flares have many uses, and that the one thing they almost never get used for is signalling. As a result we are agreed that these would be good to have for any unforseen contingencies, although we don't know what those might be. This gets position number 5.
portable heating unitKeeping warm would be important if we were on the dark side of the moon, but the game explicitly says we are on the light side, so we could roml in a sunbeam if we wanted to be warm. This gets numbered 14.
Pella: "I don't want to hurt you, Avon."
Avon: "Oh, it's good. But it's not good enough."
Pella: "Don't make me do it again."
Avon: "You must, though. Mustn't you?"
Avon: "Oh, it hurts, Pella. But I will win. There's not much left, is there?"
Pella: "Enough."
Avon: "You see, Pella, it's your strength, and however you use it, a man's will always be greater. Unfair, perhaps, but biologically unavoidable."
Pella: "That always was the easy answer for the man - the Hommik!"
Avon: "If you didn't want the answer, you shouldn't have asked the question."
"It's a problem, isn't it? You can have war between races, war between cultures, war between planets. But once you have war between the sexes, you eventually run out of people."