PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

There's something rather... peculiar going on.

And I'm not just talking about the rubbish with this Magneto chap.

I've been here roughly about a week, and I keep having this... strange feeling. It's rather distressing, a bit... burdening. I keep feeling as though I'm not alone... that here, I'm not the last Time Lord. I'm sensing others... which, quite frankly, is impossible. Then again, everything about this place, and how I got here is impossible. The fact that I'm with Rose again is impossible. And yet, it's all true. So perhaps my feeling... isn't quite wrong.

Yes, I'm aware I'm rambling on a bit.

My point is... anyone seen anything out of the ordinary here? Like... something that shouldn't be there, and yet somehow is? I know my TARDIS counts in that category, but do ignore it, yes?

Has anyone seen my pet? Around 6", scrawny, wears a suit, not housetrained, rather clingy.

Okay, I cannot believe I'm asking this but...oh Rassilon! I need to go clothes shopping, for, well, feminine items, only it's never exactly been a priority before and I'd hate to get it wrong so...would anyone care to accompany me? I ideally someone that knows what they're doing so I don't come across as being completely useless with this kind of thing?

Ah hello! Oh my I seem to have found myself in quite a situation. This is surely not England. Has the old girl done something silly again? Hmm…this seems to be a fixed point in time and space and I can’t seem to get my Tardis to function. Oh this is not good, not good at all!

Oy, eh? Well, it is new, ain't it? Not that I ain't ever been to LA before, but I didn't expect to end up here when I'm supposed be in the middle of a war. And now the blooming thing is busted, and I can't even get it to work. Might as well make the best of a bad situation, though, right? Someone wanna tell me what you lot do around here for fun?