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I found this other short story RTD wrote called ‘Doctor who and the time war’ and this passage is cool as hell.

He looks out from his eyrie, across the wreckage of a thousand worlds. Below him, fragments of the Time War, broken reefs of Gallifrey and Skaro washed up into this backwater, to rot. His creaking wooden platform shivers with ice, a mile high, atop fragments of Morbius’s Red Capitol, its vile towers fused into the black, friable spires of Yarvelling’s Church. And yet the Doctor can see glimpses of Earth. The planet had been replicated a million times, to become the bullets fired into the Nightmare Child’s skull, and now splinters of human society have gouged themselves into the wasteland below - relics of Mumbai, shards of Manhattan, a satire of Old London Town. Remnants of better days.
 
I love the part where it's casually mentioned planets were made into "bullets" for the Time Lords. I know it ain't that impressive per say compared to their other stuff, but it's got such impact when it's reduced to a casual line.
I like that too. The idea of them using their own time as a weapon, I think it's really cool. I mean, they use days, weeks, etc., to attack others, lol.
 
Christmas on a Rational Planet is like the debut of Faction Paradox (organisation) right?

I wonder about their faction profile, it sounds like it'd be very cool haha
 
All the details are here.

Can confirm it's accurate.
Interesting. So the end of the war in heaven was marked by a conceptual super-weapon. Would this V-time weapon be the most powerful weapon of the war in heaven? I mean, I always thought it was the Greater Key, as the weapon’s range was capable of visualising the entirety of creation, showing everything from the anchoring to the post-events of the War in heaven:

And Wade’s shadow reached out to the Greater Key, and the Greater Key reached out to her, and with a hiss it snapped into her hand. When she opened her eyes, the universe lay before her. It appeared to her not as a processed picture filtered through her retina; not as a pattern of neurons firing in her visual cortex; but as it really was. There were no worlds, or buildings, or people, or atoms. No life or non-life or death. Only the swirling clouds of quantum amplitude. The basest level of reality, from which all else emerged. But Wade looked further, and the clouds froze in time before her, and she perceived the entirety of existence: a frozen diamond, eternal and unchanging, all past and present and future, static in display. The Spiral Infinite. There was the anchoring, and the War, and the Peace, and everything that came after. There was the amaranthine shine of the Houses’ great eye, perceiving and defining their cosmic dominion, and there was the deep indigo glitter of their enemy. - The Book of the Peace
 
I'll see when I get to that part of the book.

From what I remember, it's less of a weapon, as such, and more like a surgical version of the Anchoring or the Pandorica's universal restoration.
 
This is from the first 1/3rd of Down The Middle.

For context, the Superiors are the Time Lords. The Totality is N-Space.

A Bright White Crack​

Chris Cwej-V, under Time Lord orders, creates a weapon capable of destroying Saturn

What a day. He felt the rush of relief, now that his most recent mission was over. It’d been one of his most ludicrous jobs he’d had to perform for his Superiors. Each time they got more and more silly and trite. His philosophy nowadays was this: those who lived in ignorance of their nature in the vast tapestry that formed the Totality had, at the very least, larger roles within the universal narrative, having more work to fill their existence with, in comparison to the beings who had chosen a side in the War. [...] Cwej had put a stop to the Entanglement’s machinations with an elaborate set-up, tricking the Saturnians, to ensure their findings were forgotten about: he’d implemented the rings of Saturn, in reality, a group of highly powerful disintegrators capable of turning the planet into a gaseous dust-ball if the Entanglement so much as glanced at their paperwork.

If someone replicates Anchoring technology, they can destroy the Web of Time

The Democratic Saturnian Entanglement had been on the brink of unraveling the mechanics to recreate the creation of the linear Universe, and if they could recreate it, they could just as easily destroy it. Cwej’s Superiors, had of course, been the race who’d established the Linear Universe in the first place. They certainly didn’t want all Their hard work spoilt by some lower-life forms in the evolutionary ladder!

Time Lords are pan-dimensional

Chris Cwej’s Superiors were the most complex pan-dimensional beings the Totality had ever produced.

Chris-V is a digital Matrix entity who lives in a Matrix pocket dimension where time doesn't exist

“Drink, please,” he said once he was transported back. As soon as he uttered that single phrase, a banana smoothie showed up in his hand, immediately becoming physical (or, at least, as physical as something can get in a consciousness download). The Vicinity was just as devoid of detail as always, but he liked it that way. [...] Cwej’s requested construction was an endless stretch of fog, solidifying where the ground should be. The gray could only be comparable to a Floridian marsh during the summer, just substituting all the heat for double the sticky humidity. Cwej’s Vicinity was inside of a computer, after all, and computers overheat. [...] Sometimes Chris lived with a body instead of a pure downloaded consciousness, things were much cooler when he had skin. Today was the three-year anniversary of his creation as a V-Time experiment. He was the only one of his kind, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. His enigmatic Superiors had stripped his flesh away, and They’d put him in an endless room where he could wish for anything he could ever want. He’d marked the anniversary on his virtual calendar earlier that “week” (with time being nonexistent in this place, he had to rely on the old Wartime calendar method). [...] Well, for what it was worth, he didn’t like being kept in a grayish virtual room. He didn’t like seeing coded dreams and waking up to find that he was still a slave to his masters. At least during missions he had a body, his mind plucked from the digital realm of the Vicinity and deposited into a fleshy vessel that was known as Chris Cwej. He was still part of the system though.

Cwej-V had signed his soul away to a digital dimension within a large databank stored at the core of the Superiors’ Base of Operations, their jewelled Home planet at the centre of the seven galaxies.

The Time Lords are the most powerful causal species in N-Space

You are a servant of the most powerful and important causal beings in the Totality, and unlike those superfluous years you wasted with police work, you do not get sick days.

They wove their biology into every other species

Chris sheepishly recalled a distant time when he’d thought being dead was better than assisting the maintenance of the laws created by the Superiors: those beings who wove Their likenesses into the biology of every being.

It's very difficult for them to exit the universe due to their biology

My Superiors, or at least a few of Them, have gone outside the boundaries of space itself. For those whose biology and home existence are basically synonymous, it’s quite a feat.

The Time Vortex is the space between universes

So, the Universe is a funnel, and every other Universe is the same shape in this conveyor belt scenario. Two belts moving opposite to each other, each funnel tip touching another tip for a small amount of time, just small enough for those at the tip to peer down to the other Universe. Some call the space in between the funnels the Time Vortex, but I’ve been instructed to call it the Bifrost. Anyways, sorry for interrupting.

Following the war's end, there's 12 billion Cwejen, all of whom were created for the war

Cwej had been human once. More precisely, he was part of a species called the Cwejen; they were clones from a War against an unseen adversary, a War that had eventually finished. Supposedly there had been an original Chris Cwej before the Spawning of the multitude of Cwejen. Now existed a population of 12 billion Cwejen in the Totality [...]. Each of the Cwejen was created within the engine of a flesh machine, and bred for the long-ended War. Once the temporal battlefields fell silent, the manufacturing of Cwejen ceased.

Chris-V's brain was altered by Time Lord programming

Each time Christopher Cwej felt a tug on his sanity, his artificial brain rearranged itself. It was torture, having to have your data changed in order to keep your mind intact.

He’d long since come to terms with being a clone, nothing more than one part of the multitude of the countless Cwejen, but suddenly his confusion felt like that of a naturally-bred human. He thought he could remember his past, but now the very concept of that past was now fragmented, a solitary shard lost within the ever-growing mystery of where he was and how he had been transported away. Perhaps his past had been rewritten. Perhaps he’d received another one altogether. Perhaps he’d never had one.

Chaos matter shifts gravity to a more chaotic form. The Superiors have access to it, but it's beneath them to use such vulgar tactics.

Chaos matter. Found exclusively on the planet Alma, chaos matter had been added to the universal periodic table. [...] If calibrated correctly, this foreign matter would destroy civilizations, wipe out entire planets, exactly as the name implied. Oceans would become waterfalls and cascade off the edge of any spacial body it touched. The creatures on such a mass would have their floors and walls switch places, a gravity shift of ninety degrees for all living matter. If they had nothing to stand on, they’d tumble into the vacuum of space, suffocating. As they’d move away from the chaotic side-gravity of the other matter, they would fall back into a deadly orbit around the weirdly distorted atmosphere of the world—its “devil plumes” of atmosphere peaking into space in two places like horns. In time, the interference between normal gravity and chaos-gravity could leave the atmosphere thinned, even the safer places left gasping and increasingly uninhabitable.

When Cwej-V regains his war era form, he can manipulate his body with Regeneration energy

Chris was in awe that a bit of spare regen energy existed in his fingers. He’d have to figure out why later. He directed it at the tips of his fingers. With a thought, he made his nails stretch out and harden, twisting them into claws long enough to dig into the ground-which-was-a-wall.

His bones rapidly started to slot back into place under his skin, and he felt them restoring themselves with the precision of his old Wartime Cwej-form. He was a regen soldier. His body melded back together with otherworldly tendrils sucking the bones into a heap of internal Play-Doh, a mound of tissue covered by skin.

The Time Lords regard the technology and group (whose role is equivalent to the Great Houses) that constructed the 10,000 Dawns (an artificial multiverse of 10,000 universes) as primitive

|~ The 10,000 Dawns are a total of ten thousand alternative universes, living alongside one another and occasionally bleeding into each other. The Christmas Needle Agreement, with all the Forces of Power that were needed being present, allowed for harmony to be restored throughout the Multiverse and beyond. The 10,000 Dawns are reigned over by an inferior race of creatures with primitive conceptual threading abilities, the Firmament, who use a method of travelling through space on resizable moons, known as Foces, through the Bifrost. A ridiculous and underdeveloped group, they have broken the Agreement and we are retaliating.~|

Flickering Flame​

Time Lord devices can rip open or fuse together reality

“[...] This beaut is an Orthogonal Dimensional Retensioner: when activated, it will pull the edges of the dimensional rip together and stitch them back leaving just a small scar.” “Can’t we just walk around Plymouth using that device until we find the rift and heal it?” I asked. [...] “Well,” she said carefully, as if she was talking to a small child, “for a start, the device outputs all its energy over a few nanoseconds, so we can only use it once. Secondly—and more importantly—imagine that the fabric of space-time is indeed a fabric, like cotton. If there’s a rip, you pull the two sides back together. But if there isn’t a rip, and you just take the material in both hands and pull it hard, what happens?” “Reality tears,” I said slowly. “So—one chance, and one chance only?”

In The Loop​

A Time Lord weapon can force time to devour itself

“It’s pretty dangerous stuff. Especially since Donacho is a bit of an oddball and I have a bet with Kirstine he’s on something, so I don’t trust the parts fully.” “It could end the loop?” Yanna laughed. “Worse than that, it could cause this loop to devour itself. That’s…” [...] Yanna looked down at her hands, “Yeah. I made some messed up stuff for the Superiors’ War. One thing was a bomb that worked by making a living being devour itself chronologically. First, a regular explosion, boom! But that was just to generate a field of energy and smoke, which the rest of the device used to…” She shook her head, “I was a good weapons designer. But I’m never doing that again. It’s why I’m here.”
 
This is from the first 1/3rd of Down The Middle.

For context, the Superiors are the Time Lords. The Totality is N-Space.

A Bright White Crack​

Chris Cwej-V, under Time Lord orders, creates a weapon capable of destroying Saturn

What a day. He felt the rush of relief, now that his most recent mission was over. It’d been one of his most ludicrous jobs he’d had to perform for his Superiors. Each time they got more and more silly and trite. His philosophy nowadays was this: those who lived in ignorance of their nature in the vast tapestry that formed the Totality had, at the very least, larger roles within the universal narrative, having more work to fill their existence with, in comparison to the beings who had chosen a side in the War. [...] Cwej had put a stop to the Entanglement’s machinations with an elaborate set-up, tricking the Saturnians, to ensure their findings were forgotten about: he’d implemented the rings of Saturn, in reality, a group of highly powerful disintegrators capable of turning the planet into a gaseous dust-ball if the Entanglement so much as glanced at their paperwork.

If someone replicates Anchoring technology, they can destroy the Web of Time

The Democratic Saturnian Entanglement had been on the brink of unraveling the mechanics to recreate the creation of the linear Universe, and if they could recreate it, they could just as easily destroy it. Cwej’s Superiors, had of course, been the race who’d established the Linear Universe in the first place. They certainly didn’t want all Their hard work spoilt by some lower-life forms in the evolutionary ladder!

Time Lords are pan-dimensional

Chris Cwej’s Superiors were the most complex pan-dimensional beings the Totality had ever produced.

Chris-V is a digital Matrix entity who lives in a Matrix pocket dimension where time doesn't exist

“Drink, please,” he said once he was transported back. As soon as he uttered that single phrase, a banana smoothie showed up in his hand, immediately becoming physical (or, at least, as physical as something can get in a consciousness download). The Vicinity was just as devoid of detail as always, but he liked it that way. [...] Cwej’s requested construction was an endless stretch of fog, solidifying where the ground should be. The gray could only be comparable to a Floridian marsh during the summer, just substituting all the heat for double the sticky humidity. Cwej’s Vicinity was inside of a computer, after all, and computers overheat. [...] Sometimes Chris lived with a body instead of a pure downloaded consciousness, things were much cooler when he had skin. Today was the three-year anniversary of his creation as a V-Time experiment. He was the only one of his kind, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. His enigmatic Superiors had stripped his flesh away, and They’d put him in an endless room where he could wish for anything he could ever want. He’d marked the anniversary on his virtual calendar earlier that “week” (with time being nonexistent in this place, he had to rely on the old Wartime calendar method). [...] Well, for what it was worth, he didn’t like being kept in a grayish virtual room. He didn’t like seeing coded dreams and waking up to find that he was still a slave to his masters. At least during missions he had a body, his mind plucked from the digital realm of the Vicinity and deposited into a fleshy vessel that was known as Chris Cwej. He was still part of the system though.

Cwej-V had signed his soul away to a digital dimension within a large databank stored at the core of the Superiors’ Base of Operations, their jewelled Home planet at the centre of the seven galaxies.

The Time Lords are the most powerful causal species in N-Space

You are a servant of the most powerful and important causal beings in the Totality, and unlike those superfluous years you wasted with police work, you do not get sick days.

They wove their biology into every other species

Chris sheepishly recalled a distant time when he’d thought being dead was better than assisting the maintenance of the laws created by the Superiors: those beings who wove Their likenesses into the biology of every being.

It's very difficult for them to exit the universe due to their biology

My Superiors, or at least a few of Them, have gone outside the boundaries of space itself. For those whose biology and home existence are basically synonymous, it’s quite a feat.

The Time Vortex is the space between universes

So, the Universe is a funnel, and every other Universe is the same shape in this conveyor belt scenario. Two belts moving opposite to each other, each funnel tip touching another tip for a small amount of time, just small enough for those at the tip to peer down to the other Universe. Some call the space in between the funnels the Time Vortex, but I’ve been instructed to call it the Bifrost. Anyways, sorry for interrupting.

Following the war's end, there's 12 billion Cwejen, all of whom were created for the war

Cwej had been human once. More precisely, he was part of a species called the Cwejen; they were clones from a War against an unseen adversary, a War that had eventually finished. Supposedly there had been an original Chris Cwej before the Spawning of the multitude of Cwejen. Now existed a population of 12 billion Cwejen in the Totality [...]. Each of the Cwejen was created within the engine of a flesh machine, and bred for the long-ended War. Once the temporal battlefields fell silent, the manufacturing of Cwejen ceased.

Chris-V's brain was altered by Time Lord programming

Each time Christopher Cwej felt a tug on his sanity, his artificial brain rearranged itself. It was torture, having to have your data changed in order to keep your mind intact.

He’d long since come to terms with being a clone, nothing more than one part of the multitude of the countless Cwejen, but suddenly his confusion felt like that of a naturally-bred human. He thought he could remember his past, but now the very concept of that past was now fragmented, a solitary shard lost within the ever-growing mystery of where he was and how he had been transported away. Perhaps his past had been rewritten. Perhaps he’d received another one altogether. Perhaps he’d never had one.

Chaos matter shifts gravity to a more chaotic form. The Superiors have access to it, but it's beneath them to use such vulgar tactics.

Chaos matter. Found exclusively on the planet Alma, chaos matter had been added to the universal periodic table. [...] If calibrated correctly, this foreign matter would destroy civilizations, wipe out entire planets, exactly as the name implied. Oceans would become waterfalls and cascade off the edge of any spacial body it touched. The creatures on such a mass would have their floors and walls switch places, a gravity shift of ninety degrees for all living matter. If they had nothing to stand on, they’d tumble into the vacuum of space, suffocating. As they’d move away from the chaotic side-gravity of the other matter, they would fall back into a deadly orbit around the weirdly distorted atmosphere of the world—its “devil plumes” of atmosphere peaking into space in two places like horns. In time, the interference between normal gravity and chaos-gravity could leave the atmosphere thinned, even the safer places left gasping and increasingly uninhabitable.

When Cwej-V regains his war era form, he can manipulate his body with Regeneration energy

Chris was in awe that a bit of spare regen energy existed in his fingers. He’d have to figure out why later. He directed it at the tips of his fingers. With a thought, he made his nails stretch out and harden, twisting them into claws long enough to dig into the ground-which-was-a-wall.

His bones rapidly started to slot back into place under his skin, and he felt them restoring themselves with the precision of his old Wartime Cwej-form. He was a regen soldier. His body melded back together with otherworldly tendrils sucking the bones into a heap of internal Play-Doh, a mound of tissue covered by skin.

The Time Lords regard the technology and group (whose role is equivalent to the Great Houses) that constructed the 10,000 Dawns (an artificial multiverse of 10,000 universes) as primitive

|~ The 10,000 Dawns are a total of ten thousand alternative universes, living alongside one another and occasionally bleeding into each other. The Christmas Needle Agreement, with all the Forces of Power that were needed being present, allowed for harmony to be restored throughout the Multiverse and beyond. The 10,000 Dawns are reigned over by an inferior race of creatures with primitive conceptual threading abilities, the Firmament, who use a method of travelling through space on resizable moons, known as Foces, through the Bifrost. A ridiculous and underdeveloped group, they have broken the Agreement and we are retaliating.~|

Flickering Flame​

Time Lord devices can rip open or fuse together reality

“[...] This beaut is an Orthogonal Dimensional Retensioner: when activated, it will pull the edges of the dimensional rip together and stitch them back leaving just a small scar.” “Can’t we just walk around Plymouth using that device until we find the rift and heal it?” I asked. [...] “Well,” she said carefully, as if she was talking to a small child, “for a start, the device outputs all its energy over a few nanoseconds, so we can only use it once. Secondly—and more importantly—imagine that the fabric of space-time is indeed a fabric, like cotton. If there’s a rip, you pull the two sides back together. But if there isn’t a rip, and you just take the material in both hands and pull it hard, what happens?” “Reality tears,” I said slowly. “So—one chance, and one chance only?”

In The Loop​

A Time Lord weapon can force time to devour itself

“It’s pretty dangerous stuff. Especially since Donacho is a bit of an oddball and I have a bet with Kirstine he’s on something, so I don’t trust the parts fully.” “It could end the loop?” Yanna laughed. “Worse than that, it could cause this loop to devour itself. That’s…” [...] Yanna looked down at her hands, “Yeah. I made some messed up stuff for the Superiors’ War. One thing was a bomb that worked by making a living being devour itself chronologically. First, a regular explosion, boom! But that was just to generate a field of energy and smoke, which the rest of the device used to…” She shook her head, “I was a good weapons designer. But I’m never doing that again. It’s why I’m here.”
Interesting, taking notes on the Bifrost/Vortex for my block
 
This is from the first 1/3rd of Down The Middle.

For context, the Superiors are the Time Lords. The Totality is N-Space.

A Bright White Crack​

Chris Cwej-V, under Time Lord orders, creates a weapon capable of destroying Saturn

What a day. He felt the rush of relief, now that his most recent mission was over. It’d been one of his most ludicrous jobs he’d had to perform for his Superiors. Each time they got more and more silly and trite. His philosophy nowadays was this: those who lived in ignorance of their nature in the vast tapestry that formed the Totality had, at the very least, larger roles within the universal narrative, having more work to fill their existence with, in comparison to the beings who had chosen a side in the War. [...] Cwej had put a stop to the Entanglement’s machinations with an elaborate set-up, tricking the Saturnians, to ensure their findings were forgotten about: he’d implemented the rings of Saturn, in reality, a group of highly powerful disintegrators capable of turning the planet into a gaseous dust-ball if the Entanglement so much as glanced at their paperwork.

If someone replicates Anchoring technology, they can destroy the Web of Time

The Democratic Saturnian Entanglement had been on the brink of unraveling the mechanics to recreate the creation of the linear Universe, and if they could recreate it, they could just as easily destroy it. Cwej’s Superiors, had of course, been the race who’d established the Linear Universe in the first place. They certainly didn’t want all Their hard work spoilt by some lower-life forms in the evolutionary ladder!

Time Lords are pan-dimensional

Chris Cwej’s Superiors were the most complex pan-dimensional beings the Totality had ever produced.

Chris-V is a digital Matrix entity who lives in a Matrix pocket dimension where time doesn't exist

“Drink, please,” he said once he was transported back. As soon as he uttered that single phrase, a banana smoothie showed up in his hand, immediately becoming physical (or, at least, as physical as something can get in a consciousness download). The Vicinity was just as devoid of detail as always, but he liked it that way. [...] Cwej’s requested construction was an endless stretch of fog, solidifying where the ground should be. The gray could only be comparable to a Floridian marsh during the summer, just substituting all the heat for double the sticky humidity. Cwej’s Vicinity was inside of a computer, after all, and computers overheat. [...] Sometimes Chris lived with a body instead of a pure downloaded consciousness, things were much cooler when he had skin. Today was the three-year anniversary of his creation as a V-Time experiment. He was the only one of his kind, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. His enigmatic Superiors had stripped his flesh away, and They’d put him in an endless room where he could wish for anything he could ever want. He’d marked the anniversary on his virtual calendar earlier that “week” (with time being nonexistent in this place, he had to rely on the old Wartime calendar method). [...] Well, for what it was worth, he didn’t like being kept in a grayish virtual room. He didn’t like seeing coded dreams and waking up to find that he was still a slave to his masters. At least during missions he had a body, his mind plucked from the digital realm of the Vicinity and deposited into a fleshy vessel that was known as Chris Cwej. He was still part of the system though.

Cwej-V had signed his soul away to a digital dimension within a large databank stored at the core of the Superiors’ Base of Operations, their jewelled Home planet at the centre of the seven galaxies.

The Time Lords are the most powerful causal species in N-Space

You are a servant of the most powerful and important causal beings in the Totality, and unlike those superfluous years you wasted with police work, you do not get sick days.

They wove their biology into every other species

Chris sheepishly recalled a distant time when he’d thought being dead was better than assisting the maintenance of the laws created by the Superiors: those beings who wove Their likenesses into the biology of every being.

It's very difficult for them to exit the universe due to their biology

My Superiors, or at least a few of Them, have gone outside the boundaries of space itself. For those whose biology and home existence are basically synonymous, it’s quite a feat.

The Time Vortex is the space between universes

So, the Universe is a funnel, and every other Universe is the same shape in this conveyor belt scenario. Two belts moving opposite to each other, each funnel tip touching another tip for a small amount of time, just small enough for those at the tip to peer down to the other Universe. Some call the space in between the funnels the Time Vortex, but I’ve been instructed to call it the Bifrost. Anyways, sorry for interrupting.

Following the war's end, there's 12 billion Cwejen, all of whom were created for the war

Cwej had been human once. More precisely, he was part of a species called the Cwejen; they were clones from a War against an unseen adversary, a War that had eventually finished. Supposedly there had been an original Chris Cwej before the Spawning of the multitude of Cwejen. Now existed a population of 12 billion Cwejen in the Totality [...]. Each of the Cwejen was created within the engine of a flesh machine, and bred for the long-ended War. Once the temporal battlefields fell silent, the manufacturing of Cwejen ceased.

Chris-V's brain was altered by Time Lord programming

Each time Christopher Cwej felt a tug on his sanity, his artificial brain rearranged itself. It was torture, having to have your data changed in order to keep your mind intact.

He’d long since come to terms with being a clone, nothing more than one part of the multitude of the countless Cwejen, but suddenly his confusion felt like that of a naturally-bred human. He thought he could remember his past, but now the very concept of that past was now fragmented, a solitary shard lost within the ever-growing mystery of where he was and how he had been transported away. Perhaps his past had been rewritten. Perhaps he’d received another one altogether. Perhaps he’d never had one.

Chaos matter shifts gravity to a more chaotic form. The Superiors have access to it, but it's beneath them to use such vulgar tactics.

Chaos matter. Found exclusively on the planet Alma, chaos matter had been added to the universal periodic table. [...] If calibrated correctly, this foreign matter would destroy civilizations, wipe out entire planets, exactly as the name implied. Oceans would become waterfalls and cascade off the edge of any spacial body it touched. The creatures on such a mass would have their floors and walls switch places, a gravity shift of ninety degrees for all living matter. If they had nothing to stand on, they’d tumble into the vacuum of space, suffocating. As they’d move away from the chaotic side-gravity of the other matter, they would fall back into a deadly orbit around the weirdly distorted atmosphere of the world—its “devil plumes” of atmosphere peaking into space in two places like horns. In time, the interference between normal gravity and chaos-gravity could leave the atmosphere thinned, even the safer places left gasping and increasingly uninhabitable.

When Cwej-V regains his war era form, he can manipulate his body with Regeneration energy

Chris was in awe that a bit of spare regen energy existed in his fingers. He’d have to figure out why later. He directed it at the tips of his fingers. With a thought, he made his nails stretch out and harden, twisting them into claws long enough to dig into the ground-which-was-a-wall.

His bones rapidly started to slot back into place under his skin, and he felt them restoring themselves with the precision of his old Wartime Cwej-form. He was a regen soldier. His body melded back together with otherworldly tendrils sucking the bones into a heap of internal Play-Doh, a mound of tissue covered by skin.

The Time Lords regard the technology and group (whose role is equivalent to the Great Houses) that constructed the 10,000 Dawns (an artificial multiverse of 10,000 universes) as primitive

|~ The 10,000 Dawns are a total of ten thousand alternative universes, living alongside one another and occasionally bleeding into each other. The Christmas Needle Agreement, with all the Forces of Power that were needed being present, allowed for harmony to be restored throughout the Multiverse and beyond. The 10,000 Dawns are reigned over by an inferior race of creatures with primitive conceptual threading abilities, the Firmament, who use a method of travelling through space on resizable moons, known as Foces, through the Bifrost. A ridiculous and underdeveloped group, they have broken the Agreement and we are retaliating.~|

Flickering Flame​

Time Lord devices can rip open or fuse together reality

“[...] This beaut is an Orthogonal Dimensional Retensioner: when activated, it will pull the edges of the dimensional rip together and stitch them back leaving just a small scar.” “Can’t we just walk around Plymouth using that device until we find the rift and heal it?” I asked. [...] “Well,” she said carefully, as if she was talking to a small child, “for a start, the device outputs all its energy over a few nanoseconds, so we can only use it once. Secondly—and more importantly—imagine that the fabric of space-time is indeed a fabric, like cotton. If there’s a rip, you pull the two sides back together. But if there isn’t a rip, and you just take the material in both hands and pull it hard, what happens?” “Reality tears,” I said slowly. “So—one chance, and one chance only?”

In The Loop​

A Time Lord weapon can force time to devour itself

“It’s pretty dangerous stuff. Especially since Donacho is a bit of an oddball and I have a bet with Kirstine he’s on something, so I don’t trust the parts fully.” “It could end the loop?” Yanna laughed. “Worse than that, it could cause this loop to devour itself. That’s…” [...] Yanna looked down at her hands, “Yeah. I made some messed up stuff for the Superiors’ War. One thing was a bomb that worked by making a living being devour itself chronologically. First, a regular explosion, boom! But that was just to generate a field of energy and smoke, which the rest of the device used to…” She shook her head, “I was a good weapons designer. But I’m never doing that again. It’s why I’m here.”
Very interesting. Having the Time Lords placed at the top of the N-space is always good and makes complete sense given how they are conceptualised.

The term 'pan-dimensional', if I’m not mistaken, suggests that something exists in all dimensions. If that is the case, should what I would call the 'true form' of the Time Lords, as seen in Sky Pirates and other books, be scaled to the full dimensions of the N-space?

It's also interesting to know that the Time Lords consider beings who create 1,000 universes as primitive. I suppose that any feat or technology these beings display in any book connected to Doctor Who would somehow be scaled to the Time Lords or at least be something they could easily reproduce.
 
Ok, here's the 2nd 3rd of Down The Middle

Crushing Reality​

The Enemy are the worst possible scenario for Golgalith, so this might mean their fleets are > fleets capable of draining suns

In one timeline, Cwej saw Golgalith ravaged by the onslaught of a Vorshagg battle fleet. The Galactic Heritage Foundation fought to conserve the planet, only for the warmongers of Valuensis to destroy what remained. After cutting their losses, Golgalith was sold to the Micron, who labelled it the forty-ninth world purchased on their path to universal domination. Another timeline showed Golgalith a lifeless ball of rock, drifting through space after its sun had been drained by a passing armada of Helicron ships. Alone it floated for millions of years, until it collided with Gulliver’s d, extinguishing the lives of its benevolent inhabitants. In one of the worst timelines Cwej saw the Ferutu, utilising the chaos of interweaving timelines to hide from the Superiors until they could wipe them out in a single, surgical strike. Though the Ferutu’s influence went on to cause genocide on a universal scale, Cwej had to admit the utopia created as a result was truly a sight to behold. Cwej found it odd that each of the timelines he saw held nothing but destruction. Even adepts at temporal theory knew an alternate timeline could herald any manner of futures, good or bad. It was almost as though they were being manufactured… Cwej shut his eyes before he glimpsed any more. While the timelines he saw were bad, Cwej knew they held nothing on one where the Eternal Adversary returned. If such a timeline existed within the selection before him, he prayed to whatever Gods would listen that he could complete his task in time.

The Weasels and the Warpfield​

Confirmation of the alternate reality classifications from The Brakespeare Voyage

Cwej believed that our work had opened a portal, or gate, to another world – an otheroward one. He explained that word to me thus: “Parallel worlds have the same physical laws as this. Alternate worlds have the same physical laws, and to a hinge point, the same history. Otherward worlds have different physical laws, and I think these creatures must be from one of those.”

When I remember​

Timeships can be parked at different angels to space-time/reality so history can't affect them

His temporal conveyance (he’d been reading The Time Machine) was parked just ectward of local space-time, and if there had been any malicious or wanton snipping at Valerie’s (or the world’s) history, it should, by virtue of that inch or so of ectwardness, have been functionally immune to the changes. [...] Pretty soon, both their cars (Cwej’s was a hire Citroen DS, Valerie’s a rather nice antique Bugatti) were parked in a field from which a ghostly ladder ran away at ectangles to reality.

The Mushroom at the End of the Universe​

WIH-era time engines

“Look, I’ve said already, this is about more than money. Those things used to produce time on an industrial scale.” [...] “The engines would churn out temporal waves out of sync with the rest of spacetime. They could be deployed on a small scale so you live and die in a bubble, aging and decaying while space outside moves at the pace a fingernail grows. Or on a large scale so a whole fleet of Star Destroyers could be built from scratch and deployed in response to an attack in the blink of an eye.”

They're enormous

And on the horizon, a dark gunmetal edifice towered up past the clouds. [...] From their perspective, the thing before them was too large to even begin to make out any shape. It disappeared into the sky and curved around the horizon, pushing through and within the quantum.

It towered up and along for as far as the eye could see, disappearing on the curve of the horizon either side of them and past the clouds above. It probably burrowed countless miles down below them too, Cwej thought, feeling like an anchovy that had just swum up to the edge of the Three Gorges Dam.

They can fray reality

He saw a virus feeding on the body of the Spiral, tentacular formations reaching out across the boundaries of reality through the frayed edges that the Time Engines had left.

The Eternal​

Multiple realities are equally true without an observer present, meaning many contradictory things (including different versions of the same event) can all be simultaneously true under the right circumstances due to time travel

“That was the only thing I don’t remember having tried a hundred times before. And that’s how I ended up stuck here for a week. And I’ve just been… stewing in it. Wondering. What does this sound like to you? Some kind of… dissociative personality disorder?” She raised her eyebrows at him, lost. “Schizophrenia?” “Classic case of Schrödinger’s Syndrome,” said Chris. [...] “Think of it like sea-sickness but for time travel. It isn’t, but think of it like it is. People just catch it if they’re not built for… adventures on the high seas of twisted spacetime. Memories in the brain are just little electrons pinballing through a sack of jelly—” he paused, “… ish, and they’re vulnerable to being put in a quantum superposition, where two contradictory versions of the same event can feel equally true.” [...] “Like, it is a fact of quantum physics that your keys are simultaneously in every room of the house and none of them until the moment you actually find them. Do you get it? When you’re interacting, as I’m afraid to tell you that you are, with creatures from or… having an amphibious,” he pulled little air quotes, “relationship with the vortex, you’re obviously going to start feeling a little bit screwy in the head. You’re fine, it’s just the creature that’s killing you at every moment in your timeline that’s the issue. Editing itself into every frame of the film that is your life.” [...] “There’s nothing wrong with you, humans are just built to move in three dimensions, that’s all.”

The Ursine Brood​

Making the Cwejen for the War in Heaven consumed a literally infinite budget

When the Superiors had produced the Cwejen, it had been a monumental, unprecedented undertaking, consuming a literally infinite military budget. Tetradimensional diffraction combs were bred specially to massage and weave the timelines into shape. Some of the homeworld’s finest temporal engineers turned out to have been retroactively conceived specifically to work on the project. Quietly, the higher-ups had even had their occultists pore over those few of the black scrolls which survived from the old times, seeking the assistance of entities whose existence could never publicly be acknowledged. The idea of creating Cwejen with a crude makeshift device was unthinkable. It was no wonder they were so addled. Those poor creatures.
 
First thing to note, it's frequently confirmed throughout the novel that the Time Lords kept their War-Time advancements after W-Time became V-Time, even though anything inside the war itself (likely including Gallifreyan War-Forms) was annulled. For example, humanoid timeships and humanoid Matrix domains are still a thing.
  • “Oh Chris, always rushing to save the day. Sometimes you just can’t help yourself. Listen, do you remember the humanoid timeships? They also made a few other humanoid things, down to the fingerprints…”
If anything, the Time Lords are a fair bit more advanced by the time of Down The Middle because the Cwejen are their labour force.
  • “Of course, the most tactical move was to destroy the era of Earth’s history Cwej-One was born in, Adjudicator Earth. Once the Cwejen got wind that their home was scheduled for erasure, they started their own base of operations there as a sort of blockade. The Superiors would be out of a workforce then. They couldn’t just make it so they never existed that would put Them years behind where They were now in terms of progress.”
341-form timeships are even referenced, which is way higher than anything ever referenced in the Faction Paradox series (following Romana III's standardisation of the 89-form, anyway).
  • Through the see-through floor of the 341-form timeship, Chris saw the husk of Earth they were orbiting.
TL;DR The WIH keys fully apply to the Time War keys. Hell, the Time War key will be a ton more advanced, if anything.

With that being said, this is the final 3rd of Down The Middle.

The Aftermath​

Time Lord technology can re-create people on a conceptual level to at least some extent

Cwej spent three and a half months using his knowledge of V-Time to rebuild Vicky from scratch. Well, that wasn’t entirely true; he actually stole a faulty prototype from the Superiors, which itself took two months, but he tried not to remember the Superiors on this momentous occasion. Of course, it wasn’t a perfect replica, and he was only building its conceptual space from his faulty memory, of which only a slight psychic link remained. But he did build something completely accurately.

The V Cwejes​

I was misremembering, V-Time is a weapon—a conceptual weapon. To make a long story short, Chris Cwej is split into higher dimensions and spread across all of space-time, meaning his vantage point of the universe (V-Time, in which The Enemy no longer exists) becomes the true reality. V-Time replaces the crumbling Spiral Politic

TL;DR
Because a massive number of Cwejens see the universe from one vantage point, and create a singular narrative. This effectively recreates the Anchoring of the Thread without erasing the Time Lords' handiwork.

I’m running is I got wind They wanted to strip my physicality and bind me to a conceptual weapon called V-Time…

—In truth, the Totality is a hologram resulting from the intersection of several planes: time and space, X and Y, you and your surroundings. One’s life is not one’s life alone, but the continual intersection of ours with others’ lives to form infinite temporary new identities and realities. As a time traveler, I’ve existed in a thousand different pockets of space-time, a thousand roughly self-contained adventures, and therefore existed as a thousand different Christopher Cwejes. My timeline crossing over with that of a Washington town, a transtemporal adventuress, or the fantastical stories of a twentieth-century pulp writer, each its own Totality. But today’s hologram is recursive: myself with myself. And which letter represents the meeting of points better than V? V-Time is thus the conscious weaponization of the crossover.

—In truth, the Totality is a ragged quilt which desperately wants to be a single flawless sheet. It is uncountable still-frames of existence that only exist as a whole when stitched together, each life a single thread. History exists as patchwork, fragments of continuity bristling against one another instead of merging. Yet from any single vantage, space-time appears as a flawless whole. [...] Of course, such a cosmology permits a pattern to develop by random chance and ripple inexorably out to all points in time. We think of it as War. We were too unique to not be balanced out in the sheet of history with an Enemy of our own. Our goal is to sever this one balancing act and divide the War’s W-Time into V-Time, leaving just the Superior perspective on reality. V-Time represents a far more convenient universe.

I don’t understand why They’re talking about War in present tense. And I especially don’t understand how this information relates to the V-Time I’m to become, or the V-Time I heard Them talking about minutes earlier. This is a relatively simple, if unique, procedure: I am to be translated into an information-absorbent silicate from which my consciousness will operate better than before, then said silicate will be mostly divided into infinite minuscule pieces (all still existing in a higher dimension as a single object) which will be inserted into microchips on the necks of several million Cwejen, spreading Me out across time and space. A remaining piece will be taken to some volcano world and smelted into a glass-like cube for Superior protection. From that one anchoring cube, I will exist in Vicinity to every nook and cranny of possibility, capable of helping anyone at any time, my core self living in a Virtual timeframe. It’s very exciting.

We have always known of the potential to create a personified ‘Vascular-Time,’ but the idea was thought useless. Yet now the Totality is decomposing, winding towards naught, and We must hatch a new history to lord over. The Cwejen are the first of our assets to be repurposed; we forge them now into a system of circulation. As other organs are finished, Vascular-Time cells will be stationed in them to give connection. Soon this V-Time will flow within Us too when We are repurposed into a singular neural mass.

We have always known of the potential, but the idea was thought useless. However, when Our opponents developed their artificial 0-Time, development of I-Time became a necessity. Drawing upon ancient android designs, I’s primary purpose was pre-neutralization: destroying malicious histories before they can exist. After the young and timeless I-Time became one such malicious history, the project’s next several generations represented attempts to create a more controllable consciousness—until, in the effort to create perfection with IV-Time, We accidentally made artificial versions of Ourselves. IV fulfilled his job admirably but was bestowed with a desire for greater ‘humanity’ after a mutative encounter with Plasmites, replacing his majority of parts with human biology to which he succumbed during a long-term pre-neutralization of the Thousand Young. V-Time is thus an attempt at an opposite trajectory, elevating a pre-extant human to something greater.

The Frontier of Time has different laws of physics as well

This place is beyond the vision of the Great Race’s Great Eye, in the crumbling backwaters of time and space.

The Solar Kingdom of Orniticon balances itself carefully here at the end of time and the breakdown of physics. It is composed of three suns (one for each primary color), seven (but soon eight) planets, and an interplanetary network of waterways connecting them all. Its people, the Orniticonians, are a posthuman clade with significant ancestry from an obscure Terran monotreme species; temporal complications in that ancestry have further heightened local degeneration of Totality fabric.

Weird fact about conceptual space: it's difficult to track biodata in the very few places where conceptual space aligns with real space

And so, the Orniticonians being both an extremely peaceful and extremely amphibian society (who had chosen this system because all its worlds were beach planets), the kingdom soon faced a plague of undying creativity. They hadn’t the cruelty to destroy a single sandcastle with their own hands, even as there came to be little room for anything else. So came the series of acquired planets and Migrations. Another result, which the locals wouldn’t even be thinking of, is that this is one of the few places in the Totality where conceptual space aligns with physical space. No rotation, no disconnect. So now I sit at the boardwalk edge, keeping my body still for minutes on end, and I have occupied these same exact coordinates the whole time from a universal perspective. It’s called saturating a hyperpoint, pooling up my body’s immediate history into Chronal Concentrate that will latch to the hostage’s biodata and inoculate their immediate history of its primary difference with mine: their captor. With several of these precisely situated hyperpoints, a connect-the-dots pattern across this planet and this day, I shape a tiny portion of my timeline into an Apotropaic pattern. The pattern is balanced as carefully as this Kingdom, yet what’s to come still exists as a mere possibility. Soon will be the tricky part, when the weft enters my warp.

Description of the Time Lords conquering space-time

—However, in truth, the Totality is a lifeform which stretches from Big Bang to Big Crunch, the stars its nuclei, and people its atoms. We, the Superiors, were shades in god’s cornea, and We conquered the entire Great Eye. From there, We rested control of the circulatory-vortex, made bubbled palaces on its omphalos, and became Kings of its Time and Space, but this enmeshment kept Our place as atoms.

When a Time Lord regenerates, their history fractionally changes

—When a Superior reaches an End, They Change. Their physical avatar, yes, but also Their personal history will completely yet fractionally Change, discarding the limitations of the previous life’s place in the universe. They could visit Roswell again and witness something new.—
 
Will the plot related hax be for the Time Lords? I know Faction Paradox and etc have quotes for them being able to manipulate the plot as well as some other stories
 
First thing to note, it's frequently confirmed throughout the novel that the Time Lords kept their War-Time advancements after W-Time became V-Time, even though anything inside the war itself (likely including Gallifreyan War-Forms) was annulled. For example, humanoid timeships and humanoid Matrix domains are still a thing.
  • “Oh Chris, always rushing to save the day. Sometimes you just can’t help yourself. Listen, do you remember the humanoid timeships? They also made a few other humanoid things, down to the fingerprints…”
If anything, the Time Lords are a fair bit more advanced by the time of Down The Middle because the Cwejen are their labour force.
  • “Of course, the most tactical move was to destroy the era of Earth’s history Cwej-One was born in, Adjudicator Earth. Once the Cwejen got wind that their home was scheduled for erasure, they started their own base of operations there as a sort of blockade. The Superiors would be out of a workforce then. They couldn’t just make it so they never existed that would put Them years behind where They were now in terms of progress.”
341-form timeships are even referenced, which is way higher than anything ever referenced in the Faction Paradox series (following Romana III's standardisation of the 89-form, anyway).
  • Through the see-through floor of the 341-form timeship, Chris saw the husk of Earth they were orbiting.
TL;DR The WIH keys fully apply to the Time War keys. Hell, the Time War key will be a ton more advanced, if anything.

With that being said, this is the final 3rd of Down The Middle.

The Aftermath​

Time Lord technology can re-create people on a conceptual level to at least some extent

Cwej spent three and a half months using his knowledge of V-Time to rebuild Vicky from scratch. Well, that wasn’t entirely true; he actually stole a faulty prototype from the Superiors, which itself took two months, but he tried not to remember the Superiors on this momentous occasion. Of course, it wasn’t a perfect replica, and he was only building its conceptual space from his faulty memory, of which only a slight psychic link remained. But he did build something completely accurately.

The V Cwejes​

I was misremembering, V-Time is a weapon—a conceptual weapon. To make a long story short, Chris Cwej is split into higher dimensions and spread across all of space-time, meaning his vantage point of the universe (V-Time, in which The Enemy no longer exists) becomes the true reality. V-Time replaces the crumbling Spiral Politic

TL;DR
Because a massive number of Cwejens see the universe from one vantage point, and create a singular narrative. This effectively recreates the Anchoring of the Thread without erasing the Time Lords' handiwork.

I’m running is I got wind They wanted to strip my physicality and bind me to a conceptual weapon called V-Time…

—In truth, the Totality is a hologram resulting from the intersection of several planes: time and space, X and Y, you and your surroundings. One’s life is not one’s life alone, but the continual intersection of ours with others’ lives to form infinite temporary new identities and realities. As a time traveler, I’ve existed in a thousand different pockets of space-time, a thousand roughly self-contained adventures, and therefore existed as a thousand different Christopher Cwejes. My timeline crossing over with that of a Washington town, a transtemporal adventuress, or the fantastical stories of a twentieth-century pulp writer, each its own Totality. But today’s hologram is recursive: myself with myself. And which letter represents the meeting of points better than V? V-Time is thus the conscious weaponization of the crossover.

—In truth, the Totality is a ragged quilt which desperately wants to be a single flawless sheet. It is uncountable still-frames of existence that only exist as a whole when stitched together, each life a single thread. History exists as patchwork, fragments of continuity bristling against one another instead of merging. Yet from any single vantage, space-time appears as a flawless whole. [...] Of course, such a cosmology permits a pattern to develop by random chance and ripple inexorably out to all points in time. We think of it as War. We were too unique to not be balanced out in the sheet of history with an Enemy of our own. Our goal is to sever this one balancing act and divide the War’s W-Time into V-Time, leaving just the Superior perspective on reality. V-Time represents a far more convenient universe.

I don’t understand why They’re talking about War in present tense. And I especially don’t understand how this information relates to the V-Time I’m to become, or the V-Time I heard Them talking about minutes earlier. This is a relatively simple, if unique, procedure: I am to be translated into an information-absorbent silicate from which my consciousness will operate better than before, then said silicate will be mostly divided into infinite minuscule pieces (all still existing in a higher dimension as a single object) which will be inserted into microchips on the necks of several million Cwejen, spreading Me out across time and space. A remaining piece will be taken to some volcano world and smelted into a glass-like cube for Superior protection. From that one anchoring cube, I will exist in Vicinity to every nook and cranny of possibility, capable of helping anyone at any time, my core self living in a Virtual timeframe. It’s very exciting.

We have always known of the potential to create a personified ‘Vascular-Time,’ but the idea was thought useless. Yet now the Totality is decomposing, winding towards naught, and We must hatch a new history to lord over. The Cwejen are the first of our assets to be repurposed; we forge them now into a system of circulation. As other organs are finished, Vascular-Time cells will be stationed in them to give connection. Soon this V-Time will flow within Us too when We are repurposed into a singular neural mass.

We have always known of the potential, but the idea was thought useless. However, when Our opponents developed their artificial 0-Time, development of I-Time became a necessity. Drawing upon ancient android designs, I’s primary purpose was pre-neutralization: destroying malicious histories before they can exist. After the young and timeless I-Time became one such malicious history, the project’s next several generations represented attempts to create a more controllable consciousness—until, in the effort to create perfection with IV-Time, We accidentally made artificial versions of Ourselves. IV fulfilled his job admirably but was bestowed with a desire for greater ‘humanity’ after a mutative encounter with Plasmites, replacing his majority of parts with human biology to which he succumbed during a long-term pre-neutralization of the Thousand Young. V-Time is thus an attempt at an opposite trajectory, elevating a pre-extant human to something greater.

The Frontier of Time has different laws of physics as well

This place is beyond the vision of the Great Race’s Great Eye, in the crumbling backwaters of time and space.

The Solar Kingdom of Orniticon balances itself carefully here at the end of time and the breakdown of physics. It is composed of three suns (one for each primary color), seven (but soon eight) planets, and an interplanetary network of waterways connecting them all. Its people, the Orniticonians, are a posthuman clade with significant ancestry from an obscure Terran monotreme species; temporal complications in that ancestry have further heightened local degeneration of Totality fabric.

Weird fact about conceptual space: it's difficult to track biodata in the very few places where conceptual space aligns with real space

And so, the Orniticonians being both an extremely peaceful and extremely amphibian society (who had chosen this system because all its worlds were beach planets), the kingdom soon faced a plague of undying creativity. They hadn’t the cruelty to destroy a single sandcastle with their own hands, even as there came to be little room for anything else. So came the series of acquired planets and Migrations. Another result, which the locals wouldn’t even be thinking of, is that this is one of the few places in the Totality where conceptual space aligns with physical space. No rotation, no disconnect. So now I sit at the boardwalk edge, keeping my body still for minutes on end, and I have occupied these same exact coordinates the whole time from a universal perspective. It’s called saturating a hyperpoint, pooling up my body’s immediate history into Chronal Concentrate that will latch to the hostage’s biodata and inoculate their immediate history of its primary difference with mine: their captor. With several of these precisely situated hyperpoints, a connect-the-dots pattern across this planet and this day, I shape a tiny portion of my timeline into an Apotropaic pattern. The pattern is balanced as carefully as this Kingdom, yet what’s to come still exists as a mere possibility. Soon will be the tricky part, when the weft enters my warp.

Description of the Time Lords conquering space-time

—However, in truth, the Totality is a lifeform which stretches from Big Bang to Big Crunch, the stars its nuclei, and people its atoms. We, the Superiors, were shades in god’s cornea, and We conquered the entire Great Eye. From there, We rested control of the circulatory-vortex, made bubbled palaces on its omphalos, and became Kings of its Time and Space, but this enmeshment kept Our place as atoms.

When a Time Lord regenerates, their history fractionally changes

—When a Superior reaches an End, They Change. Their physical avatar, yes, but also Their personal history will completely yet fractionally Change, discarding the limitations of the previous life’s place in the universe. They could visit Roswell again and witness something new.—
Wow, 341-Forms, lol. If Compassion and Lolita are powerful, imagine those ships? War in Time must indeed be above the war in Heaven.

Very interesting about this conceptual reconstruction technology. I don’t recall it being mentioned elsewhere, so this is something new. The Time Lord’s conceptual technology is becoming increasingly OP; they’re able to do almost anything, lol.

Regarding V-time, it is extremely powerful according to the description given in the Book. It is certainly one of the Time Lord's most powerful technologies, as it managed to erase the Enemy from reality.
 
In the Last great Time War, TL create the Type 560 TARDIS

 
In the Last great Time War, TL create the Type 560 TARDIS

I wasn’t aware of that. Indeed, the Time War is much further along, which makes sense given that it is set after the War in Heaven.
 
Wow, 341-Forms, lol. If Compassion and Lolita are powerful, imagine those ships? War in Time must indeed be above the war in Heaven.
I think they're non-combat ships.

Non-combat ships tend to have fairly high designations by comparison due to how rare Military TARDISes are overall. For example, even the early Time War era Battle TARDISes (explicitly a new generation made for the Time War) are Type 120s.
 
Isn’t Lolita meant to be the Master’s Tardis or am I misremembering? If yes wouldn’t she be a key on the existing profile?
 
Isn’t Lolita meant to be the Master’s Tardis or am I misremembering? If yes wouldn’t she be a key on the existing profile?
She isn't, she was one of the many TARDIS created after the war in heaven against the great vampires, the TL dont know what she was capable initially, she became the queen of the War and all that.
 
Just copied this from the wiki lol

The Master's TARDIS?​

In accordance with the strong implications that the War King used to be the Master, Lolita is suggested to be the Master's TARDIS — or, at least, the first of them. In Toy Story, Lolita recalls how she "picked the dangerous-looking one" of two potential pilots (the other one being "the cuckoo") when she and her sister "the Ship" ran away from the Homeworld; this suggests that if Lolita was one of the Master's TARDISes, she was the one with which the Master originally left the planet.

"The Ship" in Toy Story is identified as the Doctor's TARDIS by the context of Interference, thus officially establishing Lolita and the Doctor's TARDIS to be sisters. While no story licensed to use both Lolita and the Master has yet explicitly identified Lolita with the Master's TARDIS, it is worth noting that in 2021, Big Finish Productions' official Twitter account "liked" a Tweet citing the fact that the Doctor and the Master's TARDISes were siblings. Although not in any sense narrative and thus not valid on this Wiki, this act has been interpreted by some as "official confirmation" from a BBC-licensed source that Lolita was indeed the Master's TARDIS.[1]

Pursuing another logical angle, the Doctor Who short story Celestial Intervention - A Gallifreyan Noir mentioned rumours that Type 45 TARDISes "could take human form". The Dark Path had previously established that the Master's TARDIS was a Type 45.
 
Isn’t Lolita meant to be the Master’s Tardis or am I misremembering?
Yes.
If yes wouldn’t she be a key on the existing profile?
She'd get her own profile entirely.

For context, Lolita is confirmed to be the 101-form project, in which an existing timeship (presumably The Master's TARDIS) was modded into a humanoid one, and she's strongly implied to be the timeship from Preternatural Nights.
  • Yet more visions came: Az saw a time where the Yssgaroth gazed upon a living time machine, granting it the strength to rise up against its masters and the potential to become the greatest Adversary they ever faced.
There are multiple references to the fact that Lolita's a hybrid between a vampire and a highly advanced TARDIS, making her the counterpart and sister of Compassion V (a highly advanced hybrid of The Doctor's TARDIS).

Also, funnily enough, Lolita states more than once that she 'designed' herself. I assume this is part of the reason why the 101-form project went sideways.
 
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the Bigeneration still confuses me so forgive me if I got this wrong, but 14 will eventually become 15 and then travel back to the regeneration right? But because 15 was fine when 14 was killed in Empire of Death due to Sutekh's dust, wouldn't that be more proof for the acausality? That when you kill a past doctor the current one is fine?
 
In one of the Ravenous stories (I want to say it's The Odds Against), it's explained that the universe has to grow accustomed to enormous timeline changes, giving individuals (especially Time Lords) time to save themselves, although they're traditionally weakened in the process. In this case, Sutekh pretty much bombed out all of space-time, didn't he?

But this also reminds me of something. Unless he gained a 1:1 conceptual association with the TARDIS or something, Sutekh somehow must've not been utterly erased from history during both the Total Event Collapse and the Big Bang 2.
 
the Bigeneration still confuses me so forgive me if I got this wrong, but 14 will eventually become 15 and then travel back to the regeneration right?


Think of regeneration as a rewrite of the timeline without branches, bi-regeneration would be similar to the branching of this timeline into two parts that were born from the same point, one where the change happened and one where it didn't

Regenerative dissonance (also known as schizophrenia for Time Lords) is the equivalent of a timeline having paradoxes that cause multiple inconsistencies to happen, thus multiples version co-exist in the same body
 
But this also reminds me of something. Unless he gained a 1:1 conceptual association with the TARDIS or something, Sutekh somehow must've not been utterly erased from history during both the Total Event Collapse and the Big Bang 2.
The Sutekh memes are hilarious, but they make me think about how much stuff he had to have survived. Was he there for the entirety of the Time War?
 
I suppose so.

Even taking the TARDIS' protections into account, Sutekh would have to have similar resistance to time manipulation as a Time Lord, otherwise his timeline would've literally been shredded like wheat and collapsed in on itself for all eternity.
 
The Sutekh memes are hilarious, but they make me think about how much stuff he had to have survived. Was he there for the entirety of the Time War?

I suppose so.

Even taking the TARDIS' protections into account, Sutekh would have to have similar resistance to time manipulation as a Time Lord, otherwise his timeline would've literally been shredded like wheat and collapsed in on itself for all eternity.
I mean, the Osirians are a race that goes against the Time Lords' anchor, so it makes sense.
 
Is anyone familiar with the ‘10,000 Dawns’ series? I heard it was connected to Doctor Who. I haven’t read it but just checking.
 
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