Truth Be Told (Nexus of the TARDIS) (Event)

## Truth Be Told/ Nexus of the TARDIS

* Poster 1
* Poster 2
* Special Console

### Participating Characters

The Angel (First Regeneration), Arc, Veritas, Iota, Castellan Rhylus, The Mistress, James Alcaster, and the Twelfth Doctor, The Nightingale

## Trailer

*The Professor stared down into the monitor of his stolen Type 70 TARDIS. Smoke rose in plumes around him, and the odd tongue of fire ate away at the charred frame of chairs, and circuitry. The last of the regeneration energy tingled away from his fingers.*
*Now in his twelfth regeneration, The Professor knew more than ever that his time was short. With all of his experiments, and all of his escapes from the Chancellery Guard, and the CIA, he knew that he couldn’t afford to waste time or regenerations on faulty experiments. Sighing deeply, a whisp of regeneration energy escaped his lips. The Professor, with his, now, white hair, looked up to the TARDIS. Hastily, he checked the damage report on the computer. The TARDIS creaked, and echoed, as the vents tried desperately to disperse the smoke away from the console room*

*The TARDIS was in shambles, there was no way he could outrun one of Onaval’s Battle TARDISes, if he ran into that hellish woman he was as good as dead. Times had been tough since the protection of his former allies, Veritas and Iota, had given out. He still vividly remembered the vengeful passion in that 103’s eyes. She was quite the fighter, but on the wrong side--relative to him.*

*As his mind drifted, the TARDIS chimed, and a map popped up on the shattered display. Eyeing it closely, a wicked grin broke out on The Professor’s face. Just his luck, maybe everything would be okay after all. Pulling the dematerialization lever, the broken Type 70 wheezed and her engines ground in protest as she shot through the Vortex.
There was a tear in the Vortex, and though it was risky, it would give The Professor enough power to repair his TARDIS, and find his next test subject. As the TARDIS slowed and began to feast on the energy, a sudden communications link opened. The whole console screeched, and before The Professor could protest, or close the link, a voice echoed.*

“Professor, this is Castellan Rhylus, and I’m putting you under arrest in the name of Gallifrey!” *The Castellan’s voice was clear, determined, and straight to the point. He meant business. It seemed like everyone The Professor met did--normally regarding his death.*

*The TARDIS couldn’t possibly run fast enough to avoid seeing the terrifying Battle TARDIS, Oblivion, come into view. Sirens went off in The Professor’s head, as he quickly realized that he was, in short, screwed. But a thought crossed his mind.*
***What if, what if he wasn’t?***

*The Professor knew Rhylus, he was a man of duty. But like that terrifying 103 TARDIS, he had someone he deeply cared for. If The Professor was going down, he would make Rhylus burn for it. Pulling a lever on his TARDIS, The Professor quickly tracked down the Prydonian and slipped out of the Vortex. Sending Oblivion chasing after him.*

## Complementing Resources

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