Out of All the Universes in This Gin Joint...

Diving into the Untempered Schism had the unfortunate side-effect of making me one with the whole of time and space. I say unfortunate for a reason.

Have you ever tried to put on a pair of pants that seemed a bit tight and wondered if they made your ass look fat? Well, imagine having an ass that crossed all dimensional and trans-temporal barriers. Essentially, an ass that existed everywhere and everywhen at once. I had that ass.



For an infinite moment, I was everywhere and everything and it gave me the WORST indigestion you can imagine.

During that instant, I witnessed a few things that caused me to realize that the laws of time were a load of dingoes kidneys and I was done with them.

I was able to briefly manifest in certain moments and cause a few ripples in the Whole Kind of General Mish-Mash that is the universe, which were, for the most part, designed to get me out of the vortex, as I was already growing bored.

First, I was able to manifest back home on Gallifrey during the dark times. There, I challenged Rassilon, himself to the Game of Rassilon. Due to my influence on the Whole Kind of General Mish-Mash, I had accidentally changed the nature of The Game of Rassilon, though, and, at that specific instant, it had changed from a game of survival in a gladiatorial battle area to a rousing game of lawn darts over tea.

I was victorious.

Later on, or perhaps earlier or right now, depending on one's temporal perspective, I ran across a rather interesting fellow Time Lord who insisted on being called The Doctor. Judging by his real name, which is INCREDIBLY embarrassing, I can understand why.

Anyway, I ran across him at the very end of Earth's twentieth century when he was being forced to make an emergency materialization in the city of San Francisco. For no apparent reason, I decided to make him half-human for 72 hours. Basically, I did this for a giggle. So, for 72 Terran hours, The Doctor was suddenly half-human, believing he had been the whole time, then losing all memory of it at the end of that time.

Oddly, it was this particular event that caused him to accidentally blow up his TARDIS several years later, then recreate the universe with a slightly more confusing one, which, in turn, brought me back to the the prime material, cutting me loose from the vortex and returning me to being only a PART of the Whole Kind of General Mish-Mash.

Upon regaining existence, I met sapphire, my faithful companion and slave and her Time Lord brother, Lestor.