Network comm for The Land of Make Believe

I rather need to find some sort of job. In the meantime, is there an available library somewhere?

Filtered to Lisa Turpin
Your potion shouldn't be much longer.

And I've just spent my Afternoon reading Restaurant At the End of the Universe. Well. I say Afternoon, really it took me about an hour. Well, it would have taken me about an hour had I not starting thinking about the similarities between the Belcerebons of Kakrafoon Kappa and the Ood, which I suppose is none at all besides the telepathy and the love of music.

I'm feeling a bit peckish.

So is anyone planning anything for Thanksgiving?

Does anyone know what happened last night? I went into town to see what happened. Looks like a night club went up in flames--and not the accidental kind.

What sort of place is this we're in?

First of all, thanks, but I don't need a new mobile phone, I've got one that's just fine, back home. One that dials Rory One that dials out of wherever this is.

Second, Castle of Make Believe? No way. A posh historical castle with its own private online network? Is this Snow White's Facebook or something? This is mad.

And third, if you're reading this I know you're probably reading this, Doctor, so let's find Rory and get out of here. .... Orrr get to the bottom of this, okay, fine. And then get out of here.

Ah, mosquitoes!

Love them or hate them, you're still going to be bit by them it would seem! Anyone know a good way to get the itch out? Seems I left my Calamine lotion in my other trousers.

Surprisingly one of the more comfortable places I've been kidnapped to.

RIGHT!

Hello Everyone! How's it shaking?

Rose Tyler! It is imperative you come to my room immediately, I've discovered something that might explain something else and you have to be here.

Well this place is simply fascinating--well provided that this place actually is fascinating. I'm not sure where I am, but I figure the fact that I am here without knowing why or even how probably makes it fascinating. Not many times am I this stumped.

But the scroll seems to provide some clues, and I suppose I am in the Land of Make Believe which is so incredibly vague, but no matter. I figure I'd start with this global social network here and introduce myself. I am The Doctor, and if anyone can report to me anything more about this place that'd be swell!

You know I never thought it possible that poltergeists could have a full color scheme but this one did! Cheeky little blighter if I may say so... he kept calling me "Batty bratty Barty" or whatever that means. If he was trying to joke, it wasn't very funny. I prefer the one about the doctor, the lawyer and the priest.

To those of you who have been here longer: is there any other place in this world where one can get apple spice tea and finger sandwiches apart from the so called "Great Hall"? Otherwise can we get room service?

I finally have clothes. Ones that fit and don't require me charming them to stay up on my hips. I do believe I'm correctly dressed to at least exit my room at my leisure now and not feel like I'm swimming in cargo trousers. Although, I do believe I might have misplaced my socks. If you find them, please let me know.

Thank you again, Jayne. For letting me borrow your clothes. I've left them folded up on your bed.

Where am I? This isn't the Burrow, or Godric's Hollow. It's not even Hogwarts. What is this?

Strange. This isn't quite where I was yesterday, and I don't remember apparating anywhere else. Perhaps I picked up a portkey in my sleep. That might explain why my socks are getting dirty. Sleepwalking? I extremely doubt Nargles. Most likely sleepwalking.

On the bright side, it's quite lovely outside though I'm not really dressed for this weather.

Interesting little world I've stumbled upon. Accomodations, meals and expansive grounds to walk out and explore. Seems like paradise, but what is really going on here? Can anyone tell me that? It seems all too good to be true, I'm rather waiting for some night terror or what have you, spring or fly out of no where and carry someone off.

Ooh, pretty morbid isn't it? Sorry my imagination at times gets to the better of me. Ah well enough introductions, I'm The Doctor, pleasure to meet you all.