The Doctor (eleventh incarnation) (
doctorspeak) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-05-25 11:51 pm
001 | The Doctor will see you now!
Characters: The Doctor and you! All of you!
Setting: Room 1-12 and random halls/floors/whatever
Format: Starting with prose, but I'll follow you
Summary: The Doctor wakes up and immediately goes to inspect ALL THE THINGS!
Warnings: None at the moment.
The first thing the Doctor does when he can move is touch his own face. And the first thing he finds weird about the situation is the fact that his face feels the same. Regeneration is funny like that.
"Same face, same teeth. Ooh! Sounds the same, too. So then why..."
He bolts upright and spots the notes, skimming them briefly before tossing them aside and locking his gaze on the next thing, the trunk. The Doctor flops toward the trunk and immediately begins digging around.
"No. No, no, no. Where are you? Aha! Sonic!"
At last he emerges with a triumphant laugh, a small metal gadget in hand. A flick of his wrist, and it extends, green tip lighting up and emitting a high-pitched whirring noise. He points it at the wall briefly before staring at it as if trying to obtain some kind of information from it.
"What, nothing? What's wrong with you then, eh? What's the bad people done to you?"
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The Doctor is roaming the hallways, occasionally pointing his sonic screwdriver at things and muttering at it. He's dressed in his normal attire now, tweed jacket in place and bow tie adjusted awkwardly over the collar but there nonetheless.
Setting: Room 1-12 and random halls/floors/whatever
Format: Starting with prose, but I'll follow you
Summary: The Doctor wakes up and immediately goes to inspect ALL THE THINGS!
Warnings: None at the moment.
The first thing the Doctor does when he can move is touch his own face. And the first thing he finds weird about the situation is the fact that his face feels the same. Regeneration is funny like that.
"Same face, same teeth. Ooh! Sounds the same, too. So then why..."
He bolts upright and spots the notes, skimming them briefly before tossing them aside and locking his gaze on the next thing, the trunk. The Doctor flops toward the trunk and immediately begins digging around.
"No. No, no, no. Where are you? Aha! Sonic!"
At last he emerges with a triumphant laugh, a small metal gadget in hand. A flick of his wrist, and it extends, green tip lighting up and emitting a high-pitched whirring noise. He points it at the wall briefly before staring at it as if trying to obtain some kind of information from it.
"What, nothing? What's wrong with you then, eh? What's the bad people done to you?"
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The Doctor is roaming the hallways, occasionally pointing his sonic screwdriver at things and muttering at it. He's dressed in his normal attire now, tweed jacket in place and bow tie adjusted awkwardly over the collar but there nonetheless.

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"...hey, oi! Doctor!"
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"Hello! I'm the Doctor. But you knew that, I suppose. Unless you call everyone Doctor--which has happened. But assuming you don't, hello!"
Coherent thought progression? Psh, who needs it!
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Shou's head tilts to the side a bit - Romeo mentioned that when Isabela came back, her memory was gone. His own memory's been a bit fuzzy. Maybe that's what happened here. "Do you remember me? Hidari Shoutarou, the detective? We were roommates here before."
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Room 1-12 doorway?
Hullo? Everything all right in there? Just woke up?
Room 1-12 doorway!
Hello! Maybe you can help me. What does my face look like?
Incidentally, I just saw a picture of Matt and the torch on Tumblr.
[ Pardon the moment of confusion for a second there as he steps off his lawnmower. ]
Well, you look human. Hair's all funky and- Hold on.
[ There's a moment as he holds the mower up for him a moment. The surface is polished enough to serve as a mirror. Mind the plate that reads "death scythe" however. ]
There you are then. S'not exactly a handmirror but it'll do, eh?
I feel like that statement could go anywhere because Matt Smith IS tumblr
http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4m8tpVH871r9zeo4o1_500.jpg Welp! :3
Matt Smith, why are you so adorable? ;_;
;u; Because he's Matt Smith.
stop it Matt Smith. I CAN'T HANDLE IT
HE CAN'T STOP. He's Matt Smith. ;;; Also, so many Brits in this post.
ffff you're right MATT SMITH IS INCAPABLE OF NOT BEING ADORABLE and lol it is brittastic up in here
XD It IS! Heck, you've got England in here.
Does England count as British?
B/a possibly?
I AM UNSURE also this is late sobbing
IT'S OKAY! Come into my arms, bb.
dormitory hallway? '^'
He's actually making his way back to his room when he hears a...very familiar sound. Ha ha, look at him, he's finally going crazy. It's ridiculous even for him to imagine hearing things off of his own telly.
Except he's not only hearing the sonic screwdriver, he's seeing things too. Like a jacket. And an iconic bowtie.
And apparently his own sanity completely melting in front of him. Good god. He's even seeing Doctors now.]
...oi, something wrong over there? [Maybe it's just his imagination...or someone that really happens to resemble Eleven...]
YES dormitory hallway
[The Doctor looks up from his current position, which happens to be laying on the floor in the hallway tapping his screwdriver against the floor. When technology doesn't work, apply brute force!]
What's that? Something's wrong? Something's always wrong. Somewhere. Why do you think I'm so busy? Aside from poking my nose where it doesn't belong. Which happens more than you'd think. But if you're talking immediately--
[The Doctor hops to his feet.]
My sonic screwdriver is broken.
i'm sorry in advance that England is embarrassing
Confusion is written plainly on England's face. He really is off his rocker. This place finally broke him.
Okay no calm down, England. This is-- weird. But. He's the Doctor. You know the Doctor! Just talk to him normally. ...as normally as one could talk to the Doctor.] ...I think the problem lies in our surroundings, not in your screwdriver. [It's not like the Tower is made of wood.]
it's okay Eleven is immune to embarassing
thank heavens /)___(\
look at what he wears. THIS MAN HAS NO SHAME
ok fair enough BOWTIES USED TO BE STYLISH OK......
yeah but HE DOESN'T HANG OUT IN A TIME PERIOD WHERE THEY ARE
TRUE....... it's...retro?
i think you give him too much credit :|
i think i'm obligated to look who i play OTL
sob that's true ENGLAND WHY
the doctors are like his children, he has to coddle.....
they are his children that make him a buttload of money
HELLO floor three?
"Are you looking for something?" Ciel is probably completely justified in his skeptical tone and raised brow. Especially since he's fairly certain he'd heard this man talking to himself not a moment before.
SUP floor three
"Yes."
There's a pause, and he adds with no trace of irony:
"There's an escaped book."
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Fortunately though, he's a quick boy, and comes up with something soon enough. "Has it managed to totter off on its own, then?" What Ciel fails to realize, however, is that his sarcasm may in fact be mistaken for serious inquiry.
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ahh i am so sorry for the super late reply!
no worries, i backdate into INFINITY 8D
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"Mister Doctor!" He ran up to him, huge smile on his face. "You're back!"
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"I'm back!"
He can't remember ever being here before, of course, but there's a very happy small child running toward him, and there's always rule number one: The Doctor lies.
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"I'm so glad your back! Are you okay? So much has happened since you were gone!"
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sob confusing news telling coming up!
and the doctor is just like yeah i totally know what you're talking about sobbing so gently
/cries forever
random hallway gooooo /o/
She's not expecting him to be holding a screwdriver. Many of the residents both old and new can be seen with different sorts of weapons, but this is a first for her.]
Looking for something to use that on?
yeeeesssss
Come on, you! [he taps it against the wall--when it doubt, hit it!]
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Um...have you tried turning it on?
So he met 11 before--
Blink, blink. ]
... Doctor-san? What are you doing?
[ No, really. What ARE you doing. ]
eeeeexcellent~
Sonicing. Hello! [At hello, he turns with a smile that many would likely term "manic" or "definitely on something.]
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That explains absolutely nothing.
Okay then. ]
... Do you remember anything about this place?
[ Important questions. ]
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he more lunges around the corner than walks, operating under a spike of adrenaline caused by the logical reasoning that 1. that must be a sonic screwdriver, 2. therefore the doctor is here, 3. amy and/or river is probably with him!! and oh look, it's the alien himself, pointing the screwdriver at the wall or something.]
Doctor!
[wow rory, way to stand at the end of the hall like an idiot.]
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[beat]
[oh.]
Rory! Rory the Roman, a familiar face at last, good to see you!
[the Doctor jogs down the hall, screwdriver going back into his pocket. Rory himself is brilliant, of course, but where there is a Rory there is always an Amy, and the Doctor would certainly feel loads better if he knew Amy was safe. He stops a few feet from Rory, just. Smiling at him. OKAY RORY YOU CAN SHOW HIM WHERE AMY IS NOW AND ADVENTURES WILL BE HAD!]
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sobbing these keywords WHY DID I DO THIS TO MYSELF
i expected them to be "how could this happen to me"
ffff i keyworded that icon before i had heard that song
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Room 1-12 'sup roomie
Or maybe he was just a little bored, but either way, Jin looked up from his laptop to fix the Doctor with a...look. "'Sonic'? The hell are you doing?"
SUP sorry this is so late sobbing endlessly
He half-hops, half-vaults himself out of the bed. "I'm the Doctor, by the way. What's your name?"
HAHA no worries C8 <3