Incoming someone's blast from the past!

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

Characters: The Ninth Doctor and whoever decides to see him!
Setting: Room 2-12 and anywhere he ventures to
Format: Action to start, I follow your lead.
Summary: The Doctor is confused! Everyone use Talk to!
Warnings: Noooooooone at the moment but if a Dalek or something randomly appears...

[He's gonna be waking up now with a bit've a groan and be confused before shooting up, hand shooting to pocket to grab his blue glowy tipped sonic screwdriver and stand up, having it go around the area. Then he'll blink and lower it for now, and be confused as to where he is.]

Well I sure wasn't thinking this would happen.

[Meet the Doctor. Ninth Regeneration, big nose, big ears, balding... He'll venture around the room and find his trunk and open it, rifling through it and finding his psychic paper which he shall take, a banana which he'll leave, and other stuff he had brought with him. Then he'll look to the door and move to leave and venture out into the hall, jaw dropping a bit as he realizes he's not on then...]

The TARDIS!

[Those eyes'll widen and he's now concerned for his TARDIS he stole borrowed. He's adventuring for now, though. Meeting the locals, all that fun stuff.]

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[thisclinchesit]

[Have a mildly curious Japanese man looking at you, Doctor.]

Another friend of the Doctor? [Because that's obviously the case of anyone else mentioning the TARDIS. Obviously.]

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

[I will say this one and only once. I didn't expect the timey wimey to happen so soon.]

'Friend of the...' No, I am the Doctor! [Just a mo' he's thinking and paling a bit] Oh god one've my previous regenerations are here aren't they...?

[Followed by realization of...] Have you seen a blonde young woman and possibly had a man in a World War II outfit flirt with you by any chance?

[thisclinchesit]

...but where's the bowtie, the... [He makes a motion at his head.] The longer hair, the-- Regenerations? [Looks like your future self didn't inform the good detective about this.]

There's a few blonde young women here, and the only man who's come close to hitting on me was a Frenchman.

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

[And he's going to be incredibly, terribly confused about what's being said and think of all his past regenerations.] ... Did he have a flute with him? Or possibly act a bit on the crabby side? [Second and third~] Because I don't wear bowties and ever since I regenerated I've had short hair.

Any Rose Tyler or Jack Harkness, then? [The latter of whom if he shows up should not meet France.]

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

[Canada wonders sometimes if she should just sit by the second floor on the staircase, waiting for new arrivals to be invariably confused and make for it.

Either way, here she is, watching you]

The Tardis? I don't think its here.

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

... Has there been any sign of anyone named maybe Rose Tyler or Jack Harkness?

[He's really quite concerned but he has to find a familiar face or he'll be panicking. Always.]

[pineandmaple.livejournal.com]

I'm...afraid not. Can I help?

[She steps closer] I'm Canada if you need anything.

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

Canada? As in the country? [He's gonna blink and be confused] Well you don't look how I'd imagine the country would look, but this place does seem a bit on the odd side.

I'm the Doctor, by the way! Ninth regeneration since apparently there's another one've me around here.

[2nd-dii2ciiple.livejournal.com]

This is by far the largest human Ψiioniic has yet encountered, fully a match for his own height and quite a bit heavier than him as well. Of course, he was probably the most starved-looking full-grown troll in existence, some adolescents had more mass than he did, so that wasn't saying much.

He wondered if this was an adult human? If so, it might be considerably more dangerous than the children. He approached cautiously, but his curiosity was getting the better of him.

"Are you an adult human? Or thomething else?"

Have an overly excited Time Lord, Ψiioniic. You've distracted him.

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

He blinked to the troll in front of him, confusion in his eyes for a moment before a near child-like excitement came into his eyes. He'd never met one of the race in front of him. For a moment, his concerns on his location, where his friends were, where his TARDIS was... They all seemed to vanish.

He pulled out his sonic screwdriver and scanned it over Ψiioniic to see if he could get a read on him and his race before finally answering the question.

"Oh I'm not human. Just look it." He smiled brightly to the troll "I'm actually a time lord. Maybe you've heard've the race, maybe you haven't. I'm more curious about you, though. What race are you? Where's your home?" His tone mirrored his excitement as he looked to Ψiioniic, still with that grin. "Whatever you are, you seem fantastic!

Have a panicked Mage, Time Lord. You've startled him, lol

[2nd-dii2ciiple.livejournal.com]

That quick once-over with the buzzing and glowing thing was too fast for Ψiioniic to react to at the time, but his belated panic was more than enough to send him flinching back against the wall. To him it looked and sounded like a weapon, and even though it hadn't hurt him his instinctive reaction was to throw up a wall of crackling red and blue power between him and the human.

He didn't actually attack, however. Submission was still far too deeply ingrained in him, especially since he didn't appear to be injured. The flood of cheerful questions that followed left him completely bewildered. "I... uh... I'm thorry? Don't hurt me."

[quarkylass]

[ Wandering through the hallways, she spots someone weird looking. Just gonna. Stop and watch him for a bit. ]

Are you okay?

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

Just fine! Bit've panic over no idea where my TARDIS or companions are, but otherwise peachy [grins a little] You haven't seen any've them by chance, have you? Blue police box, blonde nineteen year old, Rose Tyler, or maybe a man about my height goes by Jack Harkness?

[quarkylass]

Companions... [ She's heard that word, but not the name. A shake of her head. ] Sorry. The Doctor was looking for his companions too, though. Maybe you can find them together?

[thefourthtry.livejournal.com]

Nine and Eleven are here?

Please say I'll get to meet Ten before the time stream explodes.

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

So it's not even my regeneration immediately after me...? Oh this is wonderful... [He's a bit concerned, yes]

[thefourthtry.livejournal.com]

Oooon the plus side, you get a dashing bowtie?

And sometimes a fez.

NIIIIINE. <3

[unexculpable]

You lookin' for something?

I AM ADORED <3

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

My ship and two've my friends. Blonde girl a bit taller than you and a brunette male who if he's around has flirted with you. And my ship looks like a blue police box.

[spacehipster]

Look at my nose.

I could have given Rory a run for his money.

But. Not important. What is important? Me. Hi there, Doctor! I'm The Doctor. The future Doctor. You're me. I'm you. We're us. And the time stream may very well be exploding as we meet. Welcome to the Tower! We've been kidnapped, locked away, and are possibly test subjects. Everything here's a bit timey wimey spacey wacey, and the TARDIS is missing.

As a sidenote, bowties are cool, remember that. It's important.

Oh, also, apparently we're characters in a T.V. show in some dimensions, not surprising, but definitely cool.

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

I've still had worse noses though. [Still touches his nose a bit self-consciously]

I'm not going to bother actually asking about who Rory is since I'm pretty sure that would be a bad thing, and that is definitely a nice explanation of what's going on. The timestream exploding could very likely be happening right now, yes.

Thank you very much for the information, though, future me, and does that mean if we come into physical contact nothing bad will happen? Because I still wouldn't quite want to risk it until getting a truth on that very topic.

Bowties are cool? Alright, I think for now though I'll stick to my current wardrobe choice as I like it.

Characters in a television show? Oh that's fascinating!

[He's still confused and such but figures questioning everything is just a way to have his head explode sooooo yeah]

[spacehipster]

Oh definitely.

As for touching, I'm going to say that's a no-no, for now at least. I think we're already pushing it by being in the same room.

Isn't it? And we have fans! Right, proper fans! Two of them are here, Timothy and Stephanie. They're wonderful. Brilliant and charming. You've got to meet them. You'll love them. I love them.

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

[oh! She's heard that word before!]

TARDIS? A friend of the Doctor then?

[iseethoseflaws.livejournal.com]

Oh? Well in a sense, I suppose as I do seem quite friendly toward myself in a lot of cases. Not quite all as there are tough decisions to make sometimes, but for the most part I'd consider myself friends with... Myself.

In short, I am the Doctor before he became the doctor you know.

[grimauxilatrix.livejournal.com]

So you are an alternate timeline of the Doctor.