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THE TIME-TRAVEL MEME

Somehow, someway, you've mastered time travel! Well done, genius. Maybe it was accidental, maybe you knew exactly what you were doing all along, perhaps you've even been at it a while!

How to play
① Tag in with your name/series/date. The latter should be from your character's perspective! For example, Jane Doe/That Oldie Zombie Series/1945
② Go to RNG and roll 1-10. That's your scenario!
③ Tag around!
④ Have fun. :)

Scenarios

① Trapped. Something doesn't seem to be quite right with the machine anymore ...
② Long Lost Lovers. You're back in their arms and nothing can separate you, not even time and space itself.
③ War. You've arrived in the middle of a fight/battlefield. Unless you intended for it to happen, this isn't looking so good.
④ Sickness. Did that person mention the Black Death?! Better find your friend and get out of the Dark Ages before you start coughing.
⑤ Party. Lucky you! There's a hootnanny going down in the past/future and it looks like you're just in time to grab a drink.
⑥ Missing. They stole your first time machine, but now you've built another and the chase is on!
⑦ Date Night. Nothing says 'oh, Mr. Darcy, oh!' like a romantic blast into the past or a frolic into the future. Whichever historical event is going on around you now, however amazing, it's all foreplay in the grand scheme of things.
⑧ Lost. It's years ahead of the times for one of you, but things seem normal enough to the other person.
⑨ You Dun Fucked Up, Kid. Which year is it? Which world is this, for that matter? Shit. Looks like you didn't just build a time machine, you're in a whole other universe ... !
⑩ Roller's Choice. Pick your own.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Time travel?

[Now John was giving him funny looks.]

Are you mad? I guess you'd have to be to wander around out here with no provisions. Not to mention the time travel talk.

I am not mad - well, not any more than the average genius.
[He smirks and begins to try and search for suitable things for his experiment, opening an additional pack and looking for some thing that might serve as a beaker.]

I didn't mean to travel in time, John. I was just trying to keep myself occupied.

[He's falling right into the same old life. Strange how John can do that.]

Oh sure, so you accidentally traveled through time. Brilliant.

[This felt a little too comfortable for some reason.]

Look, I don't want you to cause any trouble. We really can't spend the manpower to have someone watch you.

Yes. Accidentally. Obvious.

[John hadn't noticed that he used his name, well. That was good, he supposed.]

Captain, my brother already has taken it upon himself to use manpower for my personal babysitting. I'm well-capable of taking care of myself.

If you'd rather put my skills to use in the mess, then - well -[He shrugs and spreads his hands a little.] At Her Majesty's service.

[The use of his name wasn't noticed, perhaps since he's so wrapped up in the situation.]

Make use of the facilities. Just try to keep out of the way.

I have some reports to handle. You can make yourself comfortable here. You'll share my tent in the meantime.

[It'll be easier for John to keep an eye on him that way.]

[A nod.] Yes, sir.

[People don't just offer to let him stay in their residence. He has to have money for a hostel or sleep in the street on occasion. They aren't by default generous.]

Thank you.
[It's sincere, anyway.]

[John smiles a little.]

There's an attached water pump for a shower. Clean up and get some rest.

[No rest for the Captain, though. Always more to do.]

I'll bring you something to eat soon as this business is taken care of.

[John will leave Sherlock to his own devices for a time. Sherlock could always behave himself or go poking around the camp. Either way, the sun has gone down when John makes his return.]

[Sherlock is curled up, in a clean pair of someone donated civilian clothes, a bit too large, but - they'll do.

His curls tangle in a mess, and he's scribbling in a notebook, trying to remember the exact schematics of his experiment. He tears off the page and hands it to John.]

I'll need these.

[John is carrying two trays of covered food. Hardly gourmet, but it's a hot meal and that's what counts. He sets the trays down on the small table and takes the list to look it over.

At first, he gives Sherlock an uncertain look but then nods.]

I won't promise anything, but I'll see what I can do. I think we have most of this in the medical tent. Not sure what good this'll do you.

[It's just a bunch of odds and ends. If John thought they'd actually combine to something dangerous, he wouldn't allow it.]

[Sherlock hardly glances at the food, simply taking the tea off the tray, and taking a sip. It tastes nothing like John's tea - well, there's hardly any sweetener or milk in it. That must be it. Steeped fine, though. He won't complain. Can't keep milk in the desert and goat's milk tastes horrid in tea.]

I told you. I'm reconstructing my experiment. I've mulled over it half the afternoon and I think I have it, and then I'll be gone and out of your life for sometime, at least.

[Again]

You're a strange one.

[John takes a sip of his tea and walks over to where his things are. He starts to remove his jacket and sets it down, then gets to work on his boots.]

But if it'll convince you to leave this damn country, I'll let you do your experiment.

[Sherlock shrugs.]

You like it here, though. The adrenaline. You miss London, a little - but you do like...not the deaths. The battle itself.

[Shut up, Sherlock. He's already said too much.]

[That gets his attention.]

What makes you say that?

[Not that he denies it outright.]

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