Bootstap Paradox - A Temporal Univeristy Talk

 

Jade hurried off to class. She was still a student at the Temporal University of Mars, class of 2467, and she had a theory lecture today with a guest speaker. It usually wasn’t something heavy on calculations and harmonics problems, but usually something a bit more fun. A thought experiment or some quick demonstration of a time travel principal. Two weeks ago it was a lecture on trans-temporal communication via the subwave network from the Torchwood Institute. Part of it was a quick check in with this week’s speaker – Peter Capaldi. He avoided saying what his talk was about as it was still in flux, or so the excuse was. Sure enough, the cut away to the classroom was simply a bunch of students still guessing what the talk would be about. The homework was to see what the talk would actually be about. There were a few rules about when and how they could check with themselves, but Jade was having trouble communicating with her future self for the entire allotted window.

The day of Peter’s talk had come up, and Jade still wasn’t any closer to finding out what the talk was. But, it seemed, neither had anybody else. Peter asked if anyone had any trouble getting in touch with their future selves. There was almost general consensus of no - they could communicate with their future selves, but none of them seemed to remember anything apart from what was already show during the previous class. A lot of confused guesses as to what the class was going to be about started happening before the deja vu set in and everyone went silent. Peter smiled but said “No, it’s not predestination paradox”, looking around “but that was fun wasn’t it? You knew what was going to happen but you couldn’t help yourself.” He paced the floor excitedly. “Did anyone have trouble getting a hold of themselves?” Jade sheepishly raised her hand. Peter took out his sonic screwdriver and motioned for Jade to toss him her comm device. He scanned it and said “Congratulations, you’re the Teacher’s Assistant! Try again now, for about 2 min from now” She hears Beethovan’s 5^th played roughly on an electric guitar. Peter pulls back a curtain and reveals his personal TARDIS. “I’ll be right back. Jade, you know what video to play while you are all waiting?” Jade nodded and walked up to the front of the class as the TARDIS dematerialized. “Play Bootstrap Paradox. Peter Capaldi.” An old video from his time as the Doctor explaining the titular paradox plays. Sure enough at precisely 2 mins from com check, the guitar piece plays. The video ends and Capaldi reappears. “I just had to get my papers”. He asks that only Jade take notes of the class and to do them by hand while still on the stage.

The classroom is enthralled with his manner of teaching and pays almost unblinking attention to the rest of the presentation. Only Jade looks away as she has to write things down by hand. Whenever she does, Capaldi flashes an image on the screens that the rest of the classroom see. By the end of the class only Jade can remember what was said, at least in any detail. As she leaves the class and crosses the grounds, Capaldi’s TARDIS materializes in front of her. Peter steps out and asks for her notes as he sonics her comm device. “It will clear up when the trans-temporal window closes an hour from now, but till then you’ll have to do without the call functions and your friends won’t remember the talk, nor will they believe your recollection for a while. Now if you’ll excuse me,” he says clutching the notes “I have a class to teach on Bootstrap Paradoxes.”

R+J Act II

 

Jade looked out at the displays in her TARDIS. It was closest to the 13^th Doctor in terms of general set design, but the crystals were a different colour and the controls were a little more pedestrian. A lot more levers and dials and less unknowable things than one might expect. It looked it had more in common with an airplane or submarine that the usual wackiness of the show. One could always change the desktop, but when doing something precise rather than flamboyant it was important to have as many readouts as possible.

The amount of time traffic around the Rescue was high. Too high. There was also a lot of stuff surrounding it that didn’t appear as regular time turbulence either. That was why Nathan was there in his ship as well, to sort out the psychic debris of all the thoughts and dreams associated with the time-space corridor. The decision was made to make a temporal copy of the whole area. She asked Juliet which versions of the rescue she wanted to be considered ‘canon’. Juliet was onboard the ‘Lost Lightning’ with Nathan, still getting her bearings after another rescue run had unbalanced the area again.

Juliet couldn’t decide on too many specifics, since they were still a but jumbled, and they hadn’t had time to go through the long term consequences of the various teams involvements. They had a small transmission come from Agent Salt that went straight to iOi. “Try – Casamir Bubblegum, spider sleep.” iOi understood immediately what that meant and generated the appropriate Missing Piece Cards and a custom game scenario. That gave a certain amount of flexibility and limited the physical pool of interference down to a bare minimum. The rest of the time traffic could be diverted to lucid dreams or suitable movie sets. Details could be worked out at game room planning nights.

That meant that Juliet could get busy at writing her version of events, Tom could shoulder all the dream debris and extrapolation and Salt/Romeo could get back to delving into other major set pieces. Juliet would transfer over to Jade’s TARDIS (the only fully functional one) and finally get out of that area of time to another transitional area.

Nathan went into full Doctor Time mode and made a few stage two edits to the area and most frequent visitors. Now a number of stories would be contradictory and other memories would only be triggered by a combination of people and catchphrases. He left the basic evidence from the scene with the Adipose to plant when things settled down and had iOi keep a basic checklist of the tidy and reset procedure. He contacted Jade again who was in the middle of doing exit interviews to make sure that everyone was okay after Nathan’s mental edits had brought everyone down off the ‘high’ of doing the impossible. Agent Salt complained that Nathan’s edits were a bit heavy handed for someone who never got to see much anyway – citing the Zero Room blanks and crashout that he opted for instead. His objection was noted. The wardrobe hint was finally taken up on. Jim. He pointed back to the Lava 9 plan.

Earth’s 2537 Star Trek reckoning, using Casamire as a dream vessel. Nathan and Jade being mostly lucid and working with iOi to get the most usable link to Agent Salt. Copilot would be Juliet and she blew up the Harbinger to defuse the Unending Void scenario. The ‘party planning’ would have to get retooled and Jade would take her cues from where Juliet wanted to end up. She’d split from the group with Nathan, at least physically, and Watson would be the Standin for Salt. She would be unaware of what happened after his pod jettisoned. Dr Bolt would be the connection for Official Society Time Travel regulations and limit contact with the other team for purposes of plot and sanity.

Time Travel as Music

 

Time travel has underlying physics to it. Like most things. Really complicated, barely understood and often contradictory physics. Imagine the double slit experiment, but instead of getting an interference pattern from a pair of slits, you’re getting it from shapes in 4 dimensional space.

Any time you send something back, you have to make sure that sending it back won’t eliminate the possibility of having it in the future. So apart from the rather obvious not killing your ancestors, you have to make sure that nothing interferes with any of the hundreds of dependencies of running any kind of lab experiment a set amount of time in the future.

Thanks to butterfly changes, the further back you go, the larger the amplification of effects could get. Making someone five minutes late for a certain meeting likely won’t likely matter much to them tomorrow, but if it means they meet a new person that gets them fired in a year and they have a different career path in three years, suddenly things are quite a lot removed from where you started.

Hence the need for change dampeners. But what do you dampen out, and how? Reset too much and there’s almost no point in you going back, unless you simply want a time window, but then why not just do that? No, you need some changes to persist, but not be amplified beyond reason.

Time travel is less about the physics, as it is about the finesse of it. Making changes in the time stream is more like writing a symphony. You need a hundred different things to go right, and single bad ‘note’ will send the whole thing crashing down.

In the movies, people can get away with playing ‘jazz’, improvising the whole time, missing notes and picking up any old instrument and bashing out a tune.I suppose if your time machine can hold off the waves of entropy long enough that might be feasible.

It’s not what I’d do though. I’d have a whole pattern of micro changes cued up and a really competent team of ‘mixers’ who can dial up and dial back the effects while the whole thing is still forming. You’d probably need a whole team on the ground though. People anchored at increments away from your change and your future base of operations. Teams that can pick up and take over if anything breaks the chain of causality that you’re taking a swing at.

That would probably look more like an orchestra in a wave pool. You won’t necessarily ‘see’ everyone at the same time, but as each team crested you could get a solid reading on what page of the music there were on. To really conduct it well, you’d need to be in a time-neutral location, one that’s somehow equidistant from all points in time that you have teams.

Say your change was in 2010 and your main station was in 2050. You have teams every 5 years but you have signal boosters for the earlier years that can get the readouts from 2015 back at the same time as the stuff from 2045.

I’m assuming of course, that the changes don’t all propagate instantly, or if they do, you can some how turn them off and on in a pattern than can constructively or destructively interfere with itself, like that double slit experiment in the beginning. Well, that’s how I’d do it.

Temporal Navigation Primer

 

One of the most overused and inaccurate tropes about time travel is that you’re simply moving along a two-dimensional line and that things either happen or they don’t. There’s definitely a lot more to it than that. Events are almost always preceded by thoughts and nth level ‘rehearsals’ where the physical reality is nothing more than the superficially visible tip of the iceberg. So speaking of icebergs, going back and getting the Titanic to avoid *that* iceberg doesn’t prevent it from hitting one of hundreds of other ones. Trying to prevent a small common event in a relatively dull timeline is a herculean task. One that would trap most would be time meddlers in an endless forest of identical days with no landmarks or navigational aids.

As a result time travel is more an exercise in time shunting or time filtering, without specific dates or times being important until the final synchronization step. Having two people meet at a certain party is an ill defined goal. Having them strike up a relationship is Iess about where and how than a sustained application of force and intent.

In fact, anywhere (any-when) time is manipulated in an areas thing tend to go off the rails fairly quickly. Random things tend to happen in ever expanding rings of probability and consequence. It quickly becomes navigating a kaleidoscope rather than a simple timeline. Time and Relative Dimensions in Space becomes a meaningful statement when time becomes as adjustable, or more than, the spacial axis usually is.

Rather than seeing a definite future, one sees a likely future based on what other elements are let into the matrix for calculating the resultant waveform. The full complexity of things prevents a full readout of the future and any interference unhinges those from the future from their timeline.

Of course, a future removed from greed and envy and pointless human rulers eliminates the temptation of a lot of predictive information from being relevant or even existing. Specific details would be inconsequential or dependant on things that are still in flux. Anything not irrelevant would change rapidly under serious questions based on deeper questions and predictive followup.

As a result, the most useful method of contact was a double removed brain scan and/or interpretive matrix that could follow a fluid connection type rather than relying on specific people or devices overly much. Any equipment used had to be either excessively common, or old so that variations produced by the contact wouldn’t disrupt the workflow of the experiment. As a backup, several buildings could run parallel experiments with similar goals so that they could duplicate the signal and have a different team to fall back on if cascade changes caused too much interference.

It turns out that most people are a diamond mine of information and experiences, and focusing on one person really does produce an impossibly large tapestry of readouts and imaginations that would fill a library. By arbitrarily putting a projection point far enough in the past, one can produce several versions of the target ‘present’ that can all have micro incursions from a fixed future stabilizing the entire matrix. Like all standard procedures though there is time and place to ignore the common rules, particularly if the subject in question is adaptable and familiar with the subject.

WIP The Event. 8 pages.

 

Life is full of stories. Or so we think. It’s really just a million unrelated things all happening at once that we boil down into some simplistic narrative to keep ourselves from going crazy. So it really doesn’t matter where we start, as long as the stage is set.

In this particular case, it was 405 years after the Event. Not quite to the half way point, but that was far from people’s minds. Everyone was busy, though in terms of the basics, everything was more than covered. Arlo Benington looked at the latest report on housing. The reflection of his emerald green eyes and short black hair glowed on the monitor’s screen in the bright sunlight. He sighed. His setup was one of the older models, more than functional, but lacking some refinements that showed up in some extreme circumstances. It was more at home in a larger office, away from the windows, but he often needed something more than the standardized tablet. Normally this kind of thing wasn’t done, but there were always exceptions.

Arlo offhandedly munched on a Nutri-biscuit – it wasn’t the most exciting food, but it wasn’t unpleasant either, and the various grains and berries made the job of eating a fairly efficient and minor distraction. Scrolling through the lists and reports told him what he already knew – residential buildings were more than adequate, both in amount and quality. A system had been setup so that those in the first batches of accommodations could be moved into the more recent vacant builds. These benefited from more technology and recovered construction methods, as well as less hurried work. This had been cycled through twice, and very few of the original dwellings remained, except as museum examples. It was a similar story with schools, meeting halls, and other primary function buildings. Most of those had been updated as the need arose with temporary structures and alternate locations filling the gap while the primary buildings was unavailable. To Arlo, it seemed a bit overkill, but he couldn’t quite find fault with it either. He realized that not a lot of people were quite as satisfied with his level of bare essentials, nor did they agree on what he considered vital. His choice of food and computer system were a microcosm of his ideals. Simple things could be appreciated on a deep level without a lot of work, but sometimes a deviation in the other direction was needed to get the job done properly, and not merely adequately. After triple checking the reports, he sent them off to the Building Committee to discuss and file away.

Caius Dawson sat on the Building Committee and had just received Arlo’s reports as he arrived at the meeting’s location. Dawson was in a way the opposite of Bennington – much more social and definitely enamoured with sampling the variety of living and recreation. After a time of eating and socializing, short by Dawson’s standards but long by Bennington’s, the official discussion began. It was decided that the bulk of the work on primary buildings was done – and any further improvements were done on a case-by-case basis, rather than a universal coordinated effort. It wasn’t hard for the Committee change direction, but it did have a tendency to continue doing the same thing longer than strictly necessary. People like Caius were a part of that culture – so convinced they were doing the best they could, they didn’t think much outside the box. It annoyed Arlo enough that he kept the whole committee at arm’s length. Not hostile, but he avoided them, and the open meetings, as much as possible. That probably delayed the work changing over to a new focus by at least a few weeks.

Seven months ago, in one of his rare appearances, Arlo made the case for switching the work over to tertiary structures - obscure research, large scale entertainment, museums and centers focused on curiosity learning. The committee had decided it wasn’t quite time yet, but apparently had not forgotten the idea either. The glowing report on the state of the basic construction had finally provided the impetus to switch gears. Caius wanted Arlo to help with some input on the confusion of what would go where. The large, red haired man was difficult to say no to, but Benington was indifferent and had a lot of practice at refusing – and said he would rather spend the time drawing up general blueprints and organizing the groups that would occupy those locations.

In the end, that was what the committee needed. Some placements were made due to unique local resources or geography and that meant the locations of the support structures could also be finalized. Arlo’s blueprints apparently suggested some aesthetics that leaned toward a particular city over another, a meaningless and arbitrary distinction thought Arlo. As well, his work with the proto-groups found certain numbers of people already in one place rather than another – though quite a few people would still need to move. In the end, it wasn’t quite random, but it may as well have been – or so Arlo thought at the time.

Character Cheat Sheet

 

Nathan Fillian

Detective Time/Adventurer Time/Captain Time/Doctor Time

Awakened to a new role some time in the celebrations Post Event, Nathan takes on a new role as the Time Expert sent to track down Agents Romeo and Juliet. Drawing on his past roles in Castle, The Rookie, Firefly and Uncharted, he blends them with his own good nature and silliness and becomes an adopted Father to Juliet. Piloting the Great Lightning ship through the Imagi-verse he checks on people’s dreams and the state of the world throughout time. With his bot iOi he keeps track of Agent Romeo who goes by the name Agent Salt as a bachelor.

Benedict Cumberbatch

Like Nathan he draws upon past roles to become a composite character. With a quick wit and a disdain for boring things he resides in an important part of Romeo’s cast of characters and Juliets Dream Cube. When phoned he is the actor who wakes up from odd dreams to further the plot with clues for Juliet. For Romeo he lives in the Stanley rooms that are a version of his house that are set up in mirror dimensions, recording and exaggerated version of his life story and making a BBC documentary about the end of the world and the wedding that just happens to occur at the same time. In abstract terms he is represented by a bluejay for reasons that are revealed in a deep dive of the plot.

Martin Freeman

As a Jesus Analog in the play about the play on Mars, Martin brings a kind of ‘everyman’ and soft caring to the character, but also represents his tendency to get time-drunk when dealing with multiple periods of time at once and not be 100% sure of what’s happening. Often ends up doing the footwork for Sherlock who is stuck at home and doesn’t leave for anything less than a seven.

John Barrowman

Mostly filling the role of Jack Harkness in the play about the play and as a general time scout and spy for the Romeo (blue/yellow) faction. He plants and transports tech and helps people like the 13^th Doctor (Jodie) get out of tough scrapes.

Doctor Who – Any of the actors from Doctor who are used frequently, if listed as a number it is simply their role as a Doctor and may be automated after initial performance, if the actor is mentioned then they may draw on other characters that they have played. Names, like David, that come up in the Bible may mean similar character arcs occur.

13 – The New Dawn Doctor. Paradise Doctor who, sets lap times in the TARDIS by dodging teleport pulses. All about Family. Double rainbow promises. Female (duh). Part of Juliets Character arc.

12 – Angry Eybrows. Save one person. Not afraid to be confrontational. Plays Time Guitar. Draws on ‘Lizard brain’ of Romeo and isn’t disturbed about the end of the world or adlibbing. Peter can draw on The Thick of It when filling this role with exasperating people, trying to keep swearing to a minimum.

11 – Sacrificial Death. Finds stuff ‘cool’. Main doctor for the play about the play (PatP) Follows around River (Narrator) and Amy (Team Red) One of the tourists for the Dream Experiment into Paradise.

10 – As David walks the line for Time Travel. Does Drag races Tardis Qualifications. Ran over Juliet in initial run. Does 1000 year time races with Jesus and/or Jade to see how things play out.

River Song. Like Nathan, Alex K is recruited into the project after the Event and ‘lives backwards’ to the events in the story which makes for an interesting Narrator. Working at the Doctor Who park in the New System she gets people in the right mind for a story of Wibby Wobbly Timey Wimey. Is the main source of mail and items that 14 finds from the Kablam factory.

Romeo / Agent Salt

An energetic personality and actor/writer/director in a body that limits movement. Has has several almost relationships with the ladies but always seem to have had some random, or not so random, element derail the process. Hypnotic suggestion, triggering play, protective father and death. Religious but non-conformist. Big picture person. An introvert with an open personality who doesn’t mind being spied on. Likes deep and probing questions as asked by Juliet.

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