Mysterious teleportation

Braxien lay in the snow. He had found out that he has other living family members, and wondered what they were getting up to.

THWACK!

He had hit by a snowball, seemingly coming out of nowhere. He sat up, finding himself on a different planet to when he had laid down on.

"What the…"

Braxien hauled himself up and began to trek around the newfound planet. It looked familiar but then, not so at the same time. Aliens were having snowball fights and a constant snowfall was getting on his nerves.

He scanned his surroundings, looking for a pub to sit at and figure out where he was. There was one a few miles off, a dim light highlighting the universal logo of a pub. He set off and wrapped his jacket around him, to prevent the cold but seemed to do nothing against the chill that surrounded the planet.

He finally got to the pub, shaking his limbs to get the blood circulation pumping again. An alien approached him, cocked it's head and pointed to a menu with various pints of beer and lager.

"I'll have that…one." Braxien pointed to a beer, hopefully it wasn't full of alien limbs, like a situation he was in last time.

SLAM!

"Braxien Lythis! Where is he?!"

Braxien's eyes widened as he noticed the bounty hunter. It was an old school friend of his and he quickly scooted from the chair but the bounty hunter was quicker on his feet, unaffected by the cold.

"I've got you now. Years upon years of searching, I found you."

Braxien struggled from his grip. "Look, Sahel! What…whatever…you w…want, I'll find…it and give it to you!"

He was already having trouble seeing and his lungs weren't functioning and Braxien found himself drifting through darkness as he blacked out.

.....whirrrr........
...Whhiiirrrrrr.......
...WHHOOOOOSHHH.......
.WHHOOOOOOOOOOSHHHH.....
THRUMMMMUMMMMM!

The Doctor emerged from his TARDIS confidently and heroically. He strode out with a wide smile and bright eyes. He observed his surroundings, and immediately lost his smile. The bitter cold of the mysterious planet dumbfounded him. He ran back into the TARDIS, retrieved a heavier sweater, put it on, then strode down into the town.

Most of the shops were closed and most house lights were off. He felt a frown begin to streak across his face, until he saw the pub. The brightly glowing sign complimented the loud din of coming from inside. The smell of fresh food wafted through the air. A smirk returned to his face, and he entered the pub.

He was immediately greeted with the smell of alien bodies and alien food, but a homey atmosphere. The Doctor strode up to the bar and ordered an Earth Bloody Mary. He looked down the way to the people at the bar, seeing weary travelers, cheery faces, roaring laughter, and a man who looked more confused than anything else. The Doctor shrugged it off as he received his drink.

He took the celery stalk out of the drink, slurped off the remnants, and replaced his current celery with this fresh, new one. He seemed satisfied enough to toss away the previous celery, which had gone limp and grey. He took a long sip out of his glass, relishing in the craftsmanship of how alien technology could replicate a classic beverage.

At the end of the bar, the confused man was looking around. As the door to the bar opened once again, the new patron began to shout and cause an ado to the previously calm atmosphere. The patrons began to file out, trying their best to avoid the conflict. The Doctor remained at his spot at the bar, keeping a close eye on the altercation at hand.

The Doctor approached the bounty hunter as the man in his hands went limp....

((This threads closed, sorry abut that Doc. I had killed off Brax, but if you want, I could start up a new RP with the same basic outline as this one, except with Yalti…))

((My apologies! I saw this thread was reponseless and I thought it'd be fun to give it some love ^^ I'd be more than happy to start up another thread with you though.))

((Go ahead and start something up, just let me know what it's called ^^))