Knowhere IC

Oh. Well. This is different -- Very different --Big head. In space -- Floaty -- Good air -- Smells funny -- seems like maybe there was some trouble recently? -- OH and the the dog -- it's a dog right? -- yes -- Brilliant dog -- Very friendly -- I do like a good friendly do I think -- first time you see -- and this tablet? Very handy.

aaaand I've forgotten my manners. Hello. I'm Jenny.

[Open Comms - Specifically on the Frequency that the Troyjans and Ba-bani used before]

First you pissed me off by attacking a peaceful settlement.

But by taking prisoner one of my Companions, Rose Tyler, you've made a very dangerous enemy, indeed.

I am the Oncoming Storm, and you'll find out exactly why, if you don't turn over our people, immediately.

That definitely is something to arrive to.

Constant power supply is good though. Almost as much sunshine as home. Not bad, I suppose. I'm Ianto.

If you don't hear from Handy McHairgel for a while, he's on board his TARDIS, in the Zero Room. Let's say he's on a sabbatical. He's developed some health compilations, and I'm monitoring his healing progress. He won't be responding to any messages for a while, but if you want to relay something to him, let me know, and I'll pass it along. [ETA:] So, it looks like he will be accepting messages himself. Way to go, Handy.

In an effort to pass time and keep more of you alivekeep my own skills sharp. I would like to offer my services, when I am not assisting the Guardians, at The Palace. To those of you seeking instruction, approach me directly and we will see what we might do to increase your own skill.

[ Torunn Thorsdottir ]

I would, in particular, be interested in testing you, provided you are willing.

Characters: The Twelfth Doctor; the Master
When/Where: Not long after this journal conversation / The TARDIS
Rating/Warnings: TBD, possible mentions of past violence

( The Master was unpredictable, even before the botched regeneration.. )

A few days ago, this mechanical thingamadoodad showed up, and it didn't occur to me that it might belong to somebody else, until I started noticing all these posts of people who had the same thing happen to them, looking for the rightful owners. I used my sonic screwdriver to figure out what the thing was - it's an update for a pretty technically advanced armored suit. The updates include new hardware components that work with something called Extremis, an update to a sophisticated AI unit that goes by the name of FRIDAY, and a new paint job. Pretty far out, considering that it was only made in the 21st century. Does this sound familiar to anybody? Come and collect it.

Also, the zappy zap man who arrived a couple days ago, calls himself the Master? He's an old acquaintance of mine. I'm taking care of him in my TARDIS, so hopefully he'll get better soon.

[Whovniverse Peeps - Except the Master]

The Master is being kept in the Zero Room. He's still unstably stable, but he is making a little progress.

I also used the TARDIS to scan Knowhere, I can't find Original Recipe. My guess is that he must've been taken back to our universe.

[The Master]

Wakey wakey. If I come in, you promise not to zap me? I have food.

Why is there a blue police box in my Med Bay? Get this out of here right now!

*bursts of static and electricity crackling, followed by bouts of incomprehensible screaming, and the sounds of banging and crashing*

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