clockwork_doc: (flux capacitor)
It's been months and months of hard work and reconfiguring according to any regular calendar. Even according to their messed-up flow of time (where days repeat endlessly and weeks crawl along), it's been a good long while. But then, what Doc's been planning is not something you want to mess up.

Especially not when you know what happened the last time.

Yup, Doc is attempting time travel again. This time, of course, he has a potent ally in the form of Dee. After all, she's a living time machine -- one that's able to help direct him both in getting her time travel-worthy and in figuring out a way to travel through time safely. (Apparently she's got a bit of an internal time sense -- she says their world feels a bit like molasses when she's in DeLorean form.) Of course, the stakes have also been raised this time around. Now he knows that trying to time travel in this dimension means a risk of being thrown into another world entirely. That's how they got Dee. And if this goes wrong, she could be stranded -- temporarily or permanently -- in another world.

Which is exactly why he's going with her.

He takes a deep breath and heads out onto the street. Time to make history -- or pray they end up in a world where their PINpoints work.
clockwork_doc: (life is complicated)
(backdated to shortly after Marty's Nexus Trip)

Farley:

Thank you very much for your gift. I'm sure it'll come in handy -- you never know when you'll have to blend in. (Marty couldn't resist trying it on, incidentally -- that was a strange moment.)

I hope you're doing well these days. I know I didn't contact you after that whole thing with Dee, but unfortunately such concerns were pushed out of my mind rather quickly. It's a long story, but Victor got possessed, and we had to deal with that and his girlfriend breaking up with him because she thought she was the cause. (Which she kind of was, in a very indirect way that she had no prior knowledge of, but. . .Great Scott, my life. . .) I do think you could have handled telling Dee about me a little more gently, but it's probably better that she knows, so. . .

Anyway, thank you again. Hopefully I'll see you around sometime.
clockwork_doc: (building things)
After meeting up with Clark in the Nexus, Doc's been getting things ready for him to come over and help him and Marty with the repairs on Dee's car form. He's been putting this off for far too long, thanks to some anxieties about what exactly Dee feels, and whether it's even right for him to do anything to her. Dee's assured him about fifty million times that she feels no pain, though, and she really wants to be fixed. And having Marty around now makes things rather easier than before. End result -- he's finally ready to get Dee back to full functioning condition -- or, at least, as close as they can get.

Finally, three days after Clark appeared, everything's set up. Tools and parts are in orderly piles in the parking lot, as are Dee, Marty, and Doc. "We all set, Doc?" Marty asks, looking around.

"I believe we are," Doc says, going over his mental checklist. "Dee? Anything missing that you can see?"

"Nope!" Dee bounces happily on her heels. This is gonna be fun! "Go ahead and call, Dad!"

"Okay!" Doc goes ahead and sends a text message to Clark's PINpoint: Clark -- it's me, Doc. We're all ready to get to work if you are. Let me know if you're in a position to come over.
clockwork_doc: (friends together)
It's that time of year, and Doc wants to spread the joy a little. He's got some gifts for friends of his (though how some of them get to their destinations is a little up in the air -- the Nexus provides, apparently):

For John ([livejournal.com profile] hart_on_sleeve), there's a pair of new faux-fur-lined boots. He's heard John's complaints about the cold, after all. There's also a littler pair for Alina.

For Metody ([livejournal.com profile] metody_green), there's a book on skeletons he found and figured the guy would like. Given his talents with bone, after all. . . .

For Clark ([livejournal.com profile] kalel_ofkrypton), there's an astronomy book. Doc was a little unsure what to get him, but then figured he might like looking up at the stars and seeing what else is out there.

For Farley ([livejournal.com profile] clanoftheswords), there's a multitool. Doc remembers the first time he got one, and he knows just how useful they are.

For Revan ([livejournal.com profile] curtainfalling), there's a dark purple cloak. Again, Doc was unsure what exactly to get, but he thinks she'll like this.

As for his other friends, Marty's getting a CD of the best of the 80s; Victor's getting a bell jar Doc's modified to have magnification properties (so he can get a REALLY good look at his butterflies), and Alice's getting a sharpening stone for her Vorpal Blade. And Dee's getting her first-ever stuffed animal, a plush doggy.

(And if you think you and Doc have interacted enough to have him exchange presents with you, go ahead and make something up. I'm just kind of bad at remembering everyone he interacts with. ^^;)
clockwork_doc: (time travel stuff)
Doc steps back and looks at his work for the day. The flux dispersal coils are in place, and the wormhole-creation system is almost completely rigged up. Not a bad day's work, in his opinion.

He smiles and runs his fingers over the line of the hood. He doesn't care what the previous owner said -- to him, this is an absolutely beautiful car. Even better now that he's gotten that paint off it. DeLoreans should always be gleaming stainless steel -- it's part of what sets them apart.

Of course, his is going to be set apart more than most. What with the various wires and lights strung all over the frame, and the large cooling vents set on the back, and the lightning rod sticking up past the back window. (He's decided against plutonium or a Mr. Fusion -- why bother when you can summon up 1.21 gigawatts anytime you please?) It's enough to make anyone do a double take when it passes them on the road.

Doc doesn't care, though. He's just fantastically happy. This was -- is -- his life's work, and he's finally getting the chance to complete it. Finally getting to invent what he wants to invent. Grinning to himself, he gives the car a pat and turns to get some food into himself. Behind him, the DeLorean sits quietly. She's not quite timeworthy yet, not by a long shot.

But she will be.

(OOC: To those wondering where the hell he finally got his hands on a DeLorean, see here :D)
clockwork_doc: (frustrated to the extreme)
*beep* "Damn."

*beep* "Damn!"

*beep* "DAMN DAMN!"

Doc glares at his PINpoint, staring at the error message on the screen. "Why are you giving me an error about returning to Chicago?" he demands of it. "I've gone there after LOLs plenty of times! I even gave this one some time to wear off! What's going on here?!"

The PINpoint, naturally, doesn't answer. Doc stares at it angrily for a moment. Then, slowly, his expression turns to -- almost fright. "Great Scott, am I stuck here?"

He'd thought being trapped in an alternate Chicago was bad. Being stuck in the multiversal Nexus, however. . .that's a whole different kettle of fish.

(OOC: In essence, this is just a write-up of why Doc and Victor are now just Nexusites, as I've left their original game. I've been meaning to do this for a while, so. . . .)

[Private]

Nov. 4th, 2009 04:22 pm
clockwork_doc: (unwell)
Why does this place keep taking my friends away?

I don't

I

I hate my life somedays.
clockwork_doc: (you people make my head hurt)
Today, apparently, is the day that fire shall fall from the sky.

I've tested my weather control powers in my bathtub. The initial test results indicate that I can still produce normal rain (no blood or fireballs that I can see).

So, I'll be setting out shortly to see if I can help stop any major damage to the city. I'll have my journal on me -- if anyone thinks they need my help, you can just write me here.
clockwork_doc: (mild frustration)
It is very hard to write while itching like this, but considering everything I've read on the journals lately. . . .

Are any of you only children or the eldest sibling in your family?

For the record, I'm not -- I have an older sister named Emily. (My parents weren't particularly creative when it came to first names.)

I just -- need to know what to expect when this apparent tenth plague arrives.

[Public]

Oct. 26th, 2009 09:13 pm
clockwork_doc: (frustrated to the extreme)
I don't

How the hell



I really thought I was past this city surprising me. After roughly a year and five months, I really thought. . . .

The mayor was the Devil, three kids stopped him and died for their trouble, and now every water source in the city is now blood which is bringing back some really awful memories of certain operating tables.

I don't know what's next. I don't WANT to know what's next.

Nobody come near my room, I'm having a VERY hard time controlling my emotions. Which means the weather nearby is -- not good, let's say.
clockwork_doc: (calm)
Well, I turn 67 today. That makes two birthdays I've celebrated here.

Amazing.

The city had better not explode today. I won't tolerate it.
clockwork_doc: (damn damn damn)
Damn, damn DAMN

I assume most of you saw the news report of what happened recently. As thinking about it just enrages me further, I'll just say this:

Some days, I really hate this city.
clockwork_doc: (building things)
[Locked To Dan]
An update on that Mr. Fusion we've found:

I've been tinkering with it, and succeeded on getting one of the containers we found attached to the bottom. Wanting to see what would happen, I placed some trash inside and turned it on.

It gave me an "Ineffective radiation shielding" message and turned itself off again.

So I suppose it TECHNICALLY works, we just can't use it for its intended purpose. Though, really, the safeguards are a good thing.
[/Locked]


[Locked to Gladys, JD, Farley]
How are all of you doing?
[/Locked]


[Private]
Note to self -- next time, check the radioactivity potential of an object BEFORE you buy it!
[/Private]
clockwork_doc: (friendly invention)
I've been examining those pieces you got at that store -- you really did find some interesting objects! I'd really like to get a look at the place in person. What's the best time available for you? My schedule is wide open.
clockwork_doc: (life is complicated)
Soul

What do you believe the soul is, if you believe in them at all?

My own opinion on the matter: I believe they exist, I’m just not sure of the specifics on how they work. All I really know is that, in Arcadia, I felt like there was something missing -- something that's returned now that I'm here in Chicago. And when I died – I know I saw something beyond
clockwork_doc: (building things)
Assuming that's a nickname

Hello,

I was told to contact you by Dan Faraday about getting a protective amulet. Do you mind if I ask what exactly your amulets do? I have no doubt they work as advertised, I'm just curious about the possible limitations.

-Doc Brown
clockwork_doc: (blown away)
Today, sometime this evening, I will have been in Chicago for one full year.

One year. Can you believe it? When I first arrived, I wasn't thinking ahead like this. I never considered the idea that I could be here for a year. And longer. (Granted, when I first arrived, I had a number of other things on my mind.)

I'm not sure how I feel about it. Especially since two of my friends are either dead or missing yet again
clockwork_doc: (building things)
Hello everyone,

My name is Dr. Emmett Brown -- I'm one of the Wanderers here in Chicago. I'd like to offer my services as a sort of handyman/repairman for anyone who needs one. Back in my home world, I was a fairly prolific inventor, and I repaired a lot of my own appliances. I've got a lot of knowledge about how most machines work, and a lot of experience. I also have some special abilities with machines I picked up before my trip through the Rift -- I can temporarily repair devices without proper tools or parts or cause machines to temporarily run better. (Emphasis on temporarily, I'm afraid -- none of it will last longer than a day. I can also technically cause minor damage to things just by touching them, but I don't think any of you would be interested in that.)

I'm currently staying in the basement of the Conrad Hotel, though I can meet you in the lobby if need be. Pricing will be on a case-by-case basis, and I'm willing to be flexible, especially in the case of fellow Wanderers.

So, yes, if you have anything you need fixed, you can bring it to me and I'll see what I can do.

ELB
clockwork_doc: (frustrated to the extreme)
All right, those bastards killed someone else today. I want to know where all of you are. I have to know you're in a safe place. Or what passes for safe around this goddamn city.

I'm not I can't

Please get back to me as soon as possible.
clockwork_doc: (unwell)
I just want to share my condolences with anyone else affected by the recent tragedy. Aubrey was a good friend of mine -- one of the first people I met when I came through the Rift. I spent quite a bit of time with xem while xe was living at the Conrad. After xe moved to the Gauche, we didn't see each other so much, but I still --

[Water stains here]

I'm going to miss xem a lot, and I'm sure you all are too.

I wish I could DO something DAMN THAT STEAM Let's hope someone's able to stop these bastards soon.

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