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This place is quite confusing. I'm uncertain what to make of it.

The birds have explained quite a bit, and a very kind woman showed me how to use this, but I really don't know what to do here.

My name is Cinderella. Does anyone need help cooking or cleaning or anything like that? I am very good at housework.

I forget.

Is it against the rules for me to attempt to use magic to get rid of my baby's cold? Tally is in misery. My poor little girl.

Just a quick question, have any of you been tasting burned shoelaces since arriving? Smelling wet asphalt maybe? Or any strange dots showing up on your skins that take on shapes? Could be a unicorn, or a walrus, anything like that.

Also, hello! Brilliant little town you have here. I woke up in a room with curtains. Never had curtains before; well, that's not true, when I was at Craig's home he had curtains, but really... they weren't mine and I was on assignment. Sort of.

Anyway, if you are experiencing any of the above symptoms, don't be alarmed. You're likely suffering from temporal misalignment syndrome and your body's rejecting your mixed timelines and realities; but really, it's perfectly natural... in a completely unnatural situation such as this. But if you are, let me know, and I can maybe pinpoint a problem. If not? Go back to enjoying your biscuits and your burgers.

Oh this is just brilliant. Alternate worlds, parallel dimensions, alternate dimensional worlds; pocket universes, bubble universes, I love them all really. Well not all, some of them have been a bit of a bore, others a bit smelly. This one smells just fine though, a bit metallic but also a hint of cinnamon. Tastes a bit different too, that's how you can tell it really is different. The grass tastes a bit gross. Sadly.

Anyway, hello! I'm The Doctor, lovely little town you've got here. It's always the little towns where the strange events occur isn't it? Big ones get the big events, little ones get the tiny unnoticeable events that are strange and mysterious. Very cliche, but brilliant. Stick with the classics, that's what I always say... actually not really sure I've ever said that before.

Back on track though, seems you've got a wormhole problem; it's okay, happens to most dimensions this age, definitely something I can help with I think. Though this one is just a bit more complex than I've ever seen, feels different in that way. Totally into it, love a challenge, and I guess this means I'm here for the long haul. I don't usually do the long haul, it'll be different...

Suppose this means I'll need to get a job. Only had a job once before, for half a day. How do you get a job?

Wait...what?

This isn't what was supposed to happen at all.

Huh. That is different, isn't it?

Seems to have stopped the regeneration I really was trying NOT to be vain

Where did I drop that bowtie

So...Storybrooke. Magical little town people can't leave that brings people through portals.

Isn't that lovely.

You know, there's more and more of us showing up who've known the Doctor, in one way or another. What do you say we take over a back room at the Rabbit Hole one night and throw a bash? Three Doctors, no waiting, and everyone who can tell stories about them they wish we wouldn't - all in one space with booze on standby.

Nothing could possibly go wrong.

Well, it could, but I say we do it anyway.

There's three of us here. Three Doctors. Just imagine all that we could do with that combined brain power!

At this point, I'm not even the slightest bit surprised when things like this happen.

Still, it's just weird to end up someplace else without at least being in the TARDIS first.

Fantastic.

Apparently this device doesn't appreciate the jiggery pokery of the sonic. What kind of rubbish is this then? Was only trying to boost the signal to reach my ship.

Seems I'm stuck here. Genius, me, getting stuck some place. It's what I deserve, I suppose, when in the middle of chasing a Slitheen I think, oh, look, there's a portal, I'll just have a quick pop then get back to it.

So, what's this then, with the portals? And don't say magic.

I was thinking...it's been awhile since you and I have had a date, what do you say Professor Song? Fancy a little evening out?


Though I'll admit it won't be as grand as our dates usually are without the TARDIS but it may still be nice.

I've become incredibly bored here, there's only so many things within ones home that can be taken apart then put back together again. Not mention I'm pretty sure her indoors is getting a tad annoyed with me, it's a blessing I suppose that River and Clara put up with it. I think I need a job, an actual job, how would one go about that? Maybe something involving scientific pursuits?

I'll worry about being trapped in crazy land in a second.

Is there a doctor around here?

I am in need of a number of electronic components that are not currently being used by appliances. Does anyone know where I might acquire those?

[Dr. Smith]

I've done some calculations and they show the likelihood of my survival at 48%. Do you have any further information on what you intend to do so I can get a more accurate result?

Every time I think I've discovered everything this world has to surprise me with, it pulls out something new. Whatever this "reality TV" is, it is truly strange. And engrossing.

Thedas People - except Isabela

I want to get Isabela something to commemorate her opening a legitimate mostly-legal business. Ideas? It's not going to be naked people, before you suggest that.

Okay, sucked in through a portal. Not anything entirely new. Still got my sonic but no TARDIS, that's a bit worrisome. Never mind it, I suppose, not the first time I've lost her.

Hello I'm the Doctor. Has anyone seen a random blue police box lying about?