Tazmo Adventures

(Nat said I could make up a planet, so here I am.)
The TARDIS bumped into about 6 asteroids as it was getting pulled into an the atmosphere of an unknown (or, at least an unknown planet to the doctor) planet called Tazmo. "Watch out! It's gonna be a bumpy landing!" he yelled. Tables swayed back and fourth, and some books fell off the shelf in the TARDIS, as it finally came to a huge BOOM. "Phew, your all right aren't you?" he said, patting the console.

The planet they landed on was most commonly known as 'the dust ball'. It has alot of sand, as you can imagine, and most of the cities were, if not all the way, almost buried in it. The city they landed outside of was not though. The creatures inhabiting it were tall, green froglike creatures with clothes made out of any substance they could scavenge on the planet, and there were large 'woolly mammoth frogs' walking around the planet everywhere. Luckily they landed right outside of a city, so they wouldn't have to walk very long. "Alright, lets go" he said grabbing his bag and opening the door out.

Bailey gripped the console as it spun around, trying to keep from slipping off. She held on closely before her grip slipped and she fell into the couch, landing on her backpack at the BOOM. "Yes, I'm ok." She replied to the Doctor before realizing he was talking to the console. Sitting up carefully, she picked up her backpack and looked at the Doctor as he headed for the door. "No problem with that. I think the TARDIS doesn't like me. I can't seem to get a good grip every time." She told him as she stepped into the door way. "Where are we?" Curiosity took over like a cat as she stepped into the world.

"According to the console, were in Tazmo. The 'Dust ball' as its called." he said as he was walking. As he walked into the city he noticed that the scenery around him changed. It wasn't a city. It was a mere village. He walked over to one of the market shops. "Um, what happened to the city? Where are we?" he said to the frog person. "What? Oh your talking about the projector." the man said. "Projector?" said the doctor.. "Well, we...found...the projector in the...um...sand, if you know what I mean. 'Makes our village seem like a huge city.the man said, then spat greenish ooze onto the floor. "So, are all the cities projections?" the doctor asked. "No, the other cities are quite real. We wanted to intimidate them before they could attack us, so we stole-I mean found this projecter. the man said, spitting a second time.

Bailey followed the Doctor around, walking carefully around the green creatures. "Why would the other cities attack you? Cant you all work together?" Bailey asked the man, stepped back as he spit. She looked down at her boots and sighed, a little bit of the green ooze had gotten on the front of her left boot. The right boot was perfectly clean, but she still felt the need to stand behind the Doctor for the rest of the conversation. "Apparently, nothing likes me." She whispered to herself as she moved behind him, scrapping the top of her shoe against the surface to clean it. Then again, if my neighbors spit on me every time I talked to them, I wouldn't like them either. She thought with a small smile.

"You don't understand. Here on Tazmo, the resources are limited." the frogman said, as he took a wooden mug on his counter, and drank from it. "Yep we can see that." the doctor said, as he walked on. As he walked, he noticed there were many bars around the village, with Tazmonians drinking vigorously.Why so many bars, when this place is so limited on resources?He walked to one of the bars and leaned on the counter. "How much will it be for one of those drinks?" the doctor said. "That'll be 27 teelons." the man said. "How about...25 earth cents? the doctor said, tossing the coins in the air. "I'll take it." the man said, mixed some ingredients, and handed the doctor the drink. "Hmm. Not bad." he said taking a sip, as a sweet, tasty, feeling filled his throat and mouth. "Drink, Bailey?" he said to Bailey, taking another sip.

Bailey watched the Doctor as he walked to the bar with a small laugh. "Standing on a new planet, and you want a drink?" She asked, trying not to laugh at him. She shook her head as she stomach grumbled a bit, reminding her that they hadn't eaten in a while. "Well, I don't see anything wrong with just one drink." She told him, walking over to the bar with him. "Whatever you gave him." She told the bartender, handing him a quarter with a smile. "Not like you can come to planets like this all the time." Bailey took her cup and sipped a little bit. The Doctor was right, it wasn't bad. Sweet like chocolate, but tasty like tea to her.

"Hah. I knew you would like it." the doctor told Bailey. "Wait, hold on." he said getting off his seat. He walked across the 'street' to a different store, and came back with meat ka-bobs. He handed Bailey one and sat down. "Can you believe this stuff is so cheap? This is like robbery!" he whispered to Bailey. He started to eat his ka-bob when the bartender came up to the counter and was eyeing Bailey. "Thats a fine specimen you've got there." he said feeling Bailey's hand. "How much you want for it?" he said. "Depends. How much ya got?" the doctor said.

Bailey smiled back to the Doctor as he walked away for a moment. She couldn't stop from laughing when he came back with food. "Robbery? No, Way too easy to be a robbery." She replied as she felt the bartender eyeing her over. The feeling made her shiver, all the way from her head down her spine as he took her hand in his. "Doctor?" she whispered, trying to stay calm. The bartender freaked her out, and she wasn't sure what he meant by specimen. The Doctor is here, everything will be ok. He wont let this guy hurt me. I trust him. She thought, trying her best to stay calm and not grab her boot knife.

"Calm down! I was just kidding!" he said as he was laughing. "She's not for sale." he said to the man. A frog-man riding on one of the frog-mammoths came by. He got off and tapped the doctor on the shoulder. As the doctor turned around, the man swung and tried to pull a punch on him. The doctor dodged him, and the man's hand swept the drink off the table. "Hey! That was mine!" he said as the man tried to swing at him again. "Nice try. Woops, missed again. Nope not this time. Too slow!" the doctor said as he dodged all the attacks. The man finally pulled a punch in the doctor's gut. "Ow!" the doctor yelled. He grasped his stomach and looked at the man's fist. There were blades on it. The doctor used his time-lord defense moves, pushing down on the man's shoulder and the man fell to the ground.

Bailey gasped and jumped back, screaming as the Doctor got attacked. She watched as the Doctor moved, forcing the guy to the ground. "Doctor!" She yelled, running to him, "are you ok?" She looked him over as other frog-people surrounded them. She couldn't take her eyes off the cuts on his stomach as he stood there. "Doctor, you're hurt!" She moved to him, taking out her small amount of first aid supplies. They had dwindled down to a few things since she couldn't steal them anymore. "Lay down, let me help you." She said as she pulled out the gauze. Can he die? Is it possible for the Doctor to die from something like this? She asked herself, unsure of the real answer. And if he does die, what happens to me?

"Oh, mama!" he said groaning. "Ahh! Bandage please! Any of you frog-people? ANY OF YOU BLOODY FROG PEOPLE?" he yelled as finally 2 frog people came with a stretcher and picked him up, taking him away. As that happened, something rung in the man's pocket. Like a signal. Yep definetley a signal. As two giant ships came into the sky, the doctor gestured Bailey towards him. "That guy...he was signaling something-someone. Someone that obviously doesn't like me.

Bailey nodded and walked alongside the stretcher, keeping the gauze at his side while searching for bandages. She leaned in to listen to the Doctor, pushing the bandages onto his wounds. "This is going to hurt," She looked down at the wounds before looking back at him. "Probably a lot." She sighed, hoping she was helping him and that he wouldn't die. You can't die on me. Don't you die on me. She thought, pushing hard into the wound. We were having such a good, nice, calm day. She sighed, keeping her eyes on the Doctor's face, judging his pain.