Knowhere IC

Have I just died? Logic would suggest I've been pulled through some kind of temporal-spatial rift. Having just been debriefed by a telepathic canine astronaut, I'm not so sure.

I've seen some things, including the end of the Universe. But I find it hard to believe I missed the enormous inhabited floating head the first time round. Admittedly, my tour guide was rubbish.

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.

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.

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.

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

I woke up on a gravity amped dirt ball of a planet, played 20 questions with a talking dog wearing a space suit, and now I'm heading to the barracks to find my bunk. This certainly isn't the weirdest day I've ever had, but yeah... it's ranking pretty high.

A giant head in space is bloody brilliant, but let's just get a few things clear.

I am not sleeping on some bed in a bloody barracks.

I'm not going to be a temp. If I take a position, it'll be permanent.

If anyone sees a blue box that reads "Telephone Box" at the top, let me know immediately.

And lastly - has anyone seen a skinny spaceman running around in a suit with very large teeth and shaggy hair?

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