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At Doctor Who conventions there is an ongoing joke about
the sale of souvenirs called Rassilons’s ____ - Rassilon’s
Pen, Rassilon’s Bottle Opener, Rassilon’s Toilet Roll holder.
It arises, of course from the 1970s episodes in which we were introduced
to artefacts such as Rassilon’s Sash and of course, the Seal of
Rassilon.
It is very probably possible to buy Rassilon’s Stationary
Set, with Rassilon’s Envelopes included. But THIS envelope has nothing
much to do with it at all.
The
actual inspiration for the ‘missing’ Earth comes, in fact,
from a very different source altogether. It was a wet Saturday and I couldn’t
find the TV remote control and so ended up watching an old black and white
WWII film, The Cruel Sea. There is one scene in that film where a battle
ship, after a long sea journey, sails up the Mersey Estuary only to find
Liverpool and the Wirral almost unrecognisable after a heavy night’s
bombing by the Luftwaffe. The idea of transferring the shock and grief
so well illustrated in that film to our two travellers arriving back in
the solar system came to me. The reason for the return came later, when
I noticed that the date given in the series for Pete Tyler’s death
was actually a Sunday, when I normally post the stories. So it was that
this story was set up for the Sunday before, with Rose asking to be taken
home for the anniversary.
The Doctor having trouble finding Earth and concluding
that there is something wrong was originally a much shorter sequence.
After it was posted online the point was made that The Doctor seemed to
go to pieces in shock just a bit TOO quick. Nobody doubted that he would
be shocked to the core, to say nothing of grief-stricken knowing that
the very last remnants of his family, Susan and her children, are on Earth.
But it was a simple matter to expand the scene and let the realisation
that Earth was gone come upon him much more slowly and dramatically.
Compare these two scenes.
Original.
But the co-ordinate didn't lock. He frowned
and keyed it in again. It still wouldn't accept it. He did it a
third time, this time starting to panic. "Come on, he said,
punching buttons more and more frantically. "It's got to be
a glitch. It's GOT to be." He looked up at Rose and the look
on his face told her at once something was wrong.
"Rose… believe me," he said. "I would never
do this to you deliberately… not knowing how much you need
to be there… but I'm having trouble setting the co-ordinate
for earth."
"What…"
"I can't…." He looked at her again and looked at
the console and the readings it was giving her, then he turned away,
unable to look her in the eye. Rose heard a soft sigh from him and
knew he was CRYING. She had seen him cry before but usually only
under the most extreme pressure.
"Doctor? What is it?"
"EARTH isn't there," he gasped out through his suppressed
sobs.
"What?" Rose looked at him in disbelief. "How can
earth NOT be there? That's impossible."
"Its gone," he insisted. "The TARDIS can't find its
co-ordinates. And I have just tried to reach the boys. And there's
nothing there. I can't even connect with them."
Rose grabbed her mobile phone and pressed the preset for her mum.
It failed just as it had done before the Doctor used his 'jiggerypokery'
on it. He took it from her and examined it carefully and as he returned
it to her he was unable to suppress a heart-rending groan of sorrow.
"It's gone. Just like…. Like Gallifrey." |
Revised
But the co-ordinate didn’t
lock. He frowned and keyed it in again. It still wouldn’t
accept it. He did it a third time, this time starting to worry.
“Come on,” he muttered, punching buttons more and more
frantically. “It’s got to be a glitch. It’s GOT
to be.”
“Rose,” he said, steadying his voice. “This could
take a bit of time. I could murder a hot cup of coffee…”
“What did your last slave die of,” she said with a smile
on her face all the same. “First sewing, now cooking. I don’t
do domestic either, you know.” But she WAS kidding him and
she went to the kitchen still smiling.
He wasn’t panicking. He was a couple of notches below panic
yet. SERIOUSLY worried, bordering on frantic, perhaps. He tried
several different co-ordinates. Cumbria, Ireland, Wales, U.N.I.T.
headquarters. None of them worked. He tried Susan’s home in
the future. His hearts gave a lurch when THAT co-ordinate wouldn’t
work. He tried further back in time. He EVEN tried the old junkyard
in Totters Lane. Wow, was THAT co-ordinate still IN the database?
Nothing worked. His level of concern went up another notch. But
he was trying not to panic. He told himself Time Lords don’t
panic.
They do when there’s something to panic about, his inner demons
told him.
He told his inner demons to shut their traps and let him get on
with the job.
Rose came in with the coffee.
He took it from her with a dazed, absent expression. He didn’t
even thank her for it. He didn’t even look at her. And he
left it on the side of the life support console. Something he NEVER
did. It was dangerous leaving anything liquid on the console. Rose
picked it up again.
He looked up at her finally and the expression on his face told
her at once something was wrong.
“Rose… believe me,” he said. “I would never
do this to you deliberately… not knowing how much you need
to be there… but I’m having trouble setting the co-ordinate
for Earth.”
“What…”
“I can’t….” He looked at her again and looked
at the console and the readings it was giving her, then he turned
away, unable to look her in the eye. He punched keys on the navigation
console and swore softly in his own language. Rose put the cups
down on the floor – there was nowhere else to put them –
and moved closer to him. This was starting to unnerve her.
“Doctor… What…” She touched his arm but
he turned away again from her. He took two steps away from the console
and leaned against one of the coral like pillars that supported
the roof. He stood very still, just like when he was in deep meditation.
For nearly five long minutes, he stood there like that, then his
chest heaved as he breathed in and when he breathed out it was a
kind of deep, heart-rending sigh. Rose realised that he was CRYING.
It shocked her. She had seen him cry before but usually only under
the most extreme pressure.
“Doctor? What is it?”
“EARTH isn’t there,” he gasped out through his
suppressed sobs as he turned to her.
“What?” Rose looked at him in disbelief. “How
can Earth NOT be there? That’s impossible.”
“It’s gone,” he insisted. “The TARDIS can’t
find its co-ordinates. And I have just tried to reach the boys.
And there’s nothing there. I can’t even connect with
them.”
Rose grabbed her mobile phone and pressed the preset for her mum.
It failed just as it had done before the Doctor used his ‘jiggerypokery’
on it. He took it from her and examined it carefully and as he returned
it to her he was unable to suppress a groan of despair.
“It’s gone. Just like…. Like Gallifrey.”
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Of
course, it is a mistake. The shred of hope is offered by the most unlikely
of visitors to the TARDIS – Rassilon, or at least a projection of
him. The only man The Doctor bows down to, the Creator of the Time Lords.
Rassilon has been the shadowy presence over that race since the 1970s
when we first started to learn about Gallifrey. But he has never really
been fully explained. But he is supposed to be immortal and it doesn’t
seem a stretch of the imagination that his spirit should have survived
the fall of Gallifrey.
From that comes the idea that the most powerful of the
Time Lords, the strongest-willed, might have maintained themselves in
spirit form at least and still be able, on occasion, to exert their will
on the living world.
So
for the first time we meet The Doctor’s father. And yes, personality-wise,
Ambassador de Lœngbaerrow strongly resembles Spock’s father,
Ambassador Sarek in the Star Trek series. And there is something in that.
But this was not plagiarism. It was quite unconscious and it was long
after I had created the character that somebody pointed out the similarities.
Vulcan and Gallifrey do have something in common with each other, of course.
Both have very complicated history, full of mysticism and legends. Both
races have an arrogance that needs to be tempered by association with
other races. The father of The Doctor was bound to be a powerful man in
the same mould as Sarek.
The envelope that made Earth invisible to anyone who was
not genetically linked to it was an extrapolation of Time Lord technology
over the years. As far back as 1969, indeed, in The War Games, the first
story in which we meet The Doctor’s people, they placed a slow-time
envelope around a planet to punish its inhabitants who had caused deaths
of innocents and interfered with time. That they should seek to protect
the planet where their future as a race is vested follows logically. So
does the attempt to make it possible for Time Lords and Humans to ‘mate’.
That The Doctor and Rose are left out of the arrangement means that their
quest for domestic bliss goes on, though.

And the question that gets missed because it seems to be
in the background of the main issue of whether Rose and The Doctor could
ever be married and have a family together.
Is Christopher de Lœngbaerrow alive or dead?
Remember that question. There could be an answer later.
Much later.

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