Preoccupied With 1955: Day Two

[crossover_chick]

November 6th, 1955: Doc and Marty tow the DeLorean back to Doc's mansion and stow it in the garage. They then manage to hook the 1985 video camera Marty was filming the initial experiment with up to Doc's 1955 TV so they can watch the tape. Doc is pleased to see that he still has his hair, but is confused by what he's wearing. Marty explains that it's a radiation suit -- Doc promptly assumes that there were atomic wars in the future. He also takes a moment to gush over the video camera (a "portable television studio" in his words). The finally reach the part where Doc85 explains that the time machine needs 1.21 jigawatts of power to travel through time. Doc freaks over the amount and flees back up to his mansion, Marty following. Doc can't think of how he could generate that kind of power -- Marty suggest plutonium, but Doc explains that he can't get any. "Marty, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you're stuck here!"
Marty pleads with Doc to help him -- he's got a life back in 1985, and he wants to go home. Doc says that the only other power source capable of generating 1.21 jigawatts of electricity is a bolt of lightning, and unfortunately you never know when or where one will ever strike.
Or do you? Marty still has the flyer the ClockTower woman gave to him in 1985, with Jennifer's note on the back! He gives it to Doc, who immediately perks up and comes up with a plan to send Marty back to 1985 next Saturday night by channeling the lightning into the flux capacitor. Marty's ecstatic and agrees that he can spend a week in 1955 -- "I can hang out, you can show me around--"
Doc promptly nixes that idea, however. He says that Marty can't leave the house, because anything he does could have serious repercussions on future events. Uh-oh. Marty's nervous manner at that prompts Doc to ask if he's met anyone else that day. Marty admits he's bumped into his parents. Doc has an epiphany and asks to see Marty's picture of his siblings again. Marty pulls it out, and Doc shows him that Dave's head is gone! He's been "erased from existence. . . ."
That's all canonwise, but apparently Doc got Marty 50s clothes later that Sunday as well, as Marty is wearing 50s clothes when he goes to school on Monday. Allow me to present my story A Clothes Encounter.

Got a revison_doc update -- Emily's got her baby bump, while Gypsy and Jennifer have gotten to be closer friends.
-D: That's good. I suppose now the inner circle is properly complete?-
Yup. :) I also have some Elder McFly pictures -- I played them for a little while, just to finish out the Saturday afternoon I left them in. They all ReNuYued, and Seamus and Maggie did the mushy stuff (which included a game of Punch-Me-Punch-U for some reason).

Seamus and Maggie have two bolts of chemistry with each other.
-M: That's great.-
Seamus, however, has THREE bolts of chemistry with--
-Martys: *wince*-
Clara Clayton Brown.
-OD: *tentacles jawdrop* What?!-
I know! I guess I'm limiting their contact to phone only from now on. Gah. . . .
-VD: Lovely, Seamus has the hots for one of our wives.-
-VD2: Does this become a plot point in any trilogy works?-
I may just have to include something based on it.
-VD2: -.- Great.-
Relax, it won't be anything major, and nothing will ever come of it.
Will also has a bolt of chemistry with Andrea -- I invited her over to check, and he gets heart-bubbled around her.

Andrea let him on her turn-ons inside -- she likes cologne and facial hair.

I can't really see Will with facial hair -- it really doesn't matter, though. Will won her over to love status with a gentlemanly kiss on the hand.

-VuM: That's kinda sweet. :)-
Yeah. I also got the guys a car, because both Will and Maggie wanted on. It's a red Smoogo. Seamus and Maggie weren't too pleased with it.

-M2: Don't vomit on the paintwork there, Seamus!-
Hehe. After that, it was more mushy stuff, and chess for Will, and then I saved and left.


*sees circle of doom on floor* Trying out some alchemy?
-H: Yup.-
-TD: Soon the power of the cosmos will be mine! MWHAHAHAHAHAHA!-
*lightning crashes outside*
-TD: . . . That was quick.-
-M: O.O That was scary.-
I sincerely hope we're having a thunderstorm and you CAN'T really do that. So what are you doing alchemy wise? Lead into Gold? Philospher's Stone?
-H: We're starting small -- iron into steel.-
-TD: Bypass all that processing in-between.-
You know, you can just BUY raw materials for the lab. . . .
-TD: This is more fun. Besides, what kind of Spark would I be if I didn't meddle in things Man Was Not Meant To Know?-
*sigh* Good point. Go ahead.
-H+TD: *recite incantation, make mystical signs*-
*alchemy circle glows*
-OD: *tentacles pull back* You're steel already kids, I doubt it would affect you.-
-D: I'm wondering how many laws of physics we're breaking.-
*iron: transmutes*
-H: *clapping* It worked!-
-TD: *beam*-
Yay! And with no bloodshed!
-TD: Why would there be bloodshed?-
FMA is teh gorefest, remember?
-TD: Oh, yes. Hooray for now bloodshed.-
And now, off to get some more stuff done.

Comments

[martyfan.livejournal.com]

Actually alchemy doesn't require incantations. And bloody transmutations only happen during human transmuation, like making a philosopher's stone (requires sacrifice of 10 living humans). :P

[docsgirl.livejournal.com]

-H: *puzzled, consults book* That's odd, because my spellbook -- ooh, wait a minute! I see -- the incantations are protection spells, in case something goes wrong and you could end up hurt. You omit them for human transmutation.-
-TD: You have to KILL 10 people to make a philosopher's stone?! Nicholas Flamel suddenly doesn't seem so beign.-

[martyfan.livejournal.com]

Well there's your problem, alchemy isn't spells. And if you could combine protection spells with transmutation at all, it'd be way helpful so things like what happened to Al and Ed won't happen to YOU. ;) Ed lost his left leg from just above the knee, Al lost his entire body, and Ed had to give up his right arm from the shoulder onwards to bind Al's soul to the suit of armor. Not a fun joyride, though I SO want an automail arm. XD

*...looks at DADJ*

DADJ: "Oh, HELL no. You aren't chopping off my arms!"

Aww, not even just one?

DADJ: "NO!"

Well how are you gonna stop me?

DADJ: ".......Jack, hide me!"