War Is Coming Communications.

How'd I get here then?

Next round of hunter's camp: August 6-13.

Let me know if you want in.

And I got three hunts.

Let me know who wants those. We'll talk.

Donna loves fish fingers and custard. She thinks fish fingers and custard are brilliant.

Donna is my favourite. The rest of you are dismissed.

Not to detract from the wonders and splendors of the TARDIS, but I am rather bored. I need a case to help solve before I lose what sense I have left about me.

Also work would certainly keep me from finding things such as this on the internet. A detective who thinks I could possibly ever fall in love with "the Turkish fellow" is certainly ill-suited for his job. No wonder Scotland Yard needed my help so frequently.

Thousand years old and I get kicked out of the toy aisle at Wal-Mart. That's right. ME. The Doctor - mature and responsible adult!

If I want to ride round on a scooter in a Hulk mask while reciting the alphabet through a megaphone, who are you to stop me?

(Donna)
Hello. How are you doing? Are you still mad cause the TARDIS won't let me time travel and I just want to skip to the part where you're all better because seeing you not better is really hard.

I don't mean to sound rude, but: get out.

Except for you, Donna. I need to talk to you.

(Whoverse minus Donna)
Off we go. Wish me luck.

Actually, no. Don't. That'll only make it worse.

[Filtered to Tony D]

So. Let's chat.

[Filtered to Jack]

So. Let's chat.

[Filtered to the Whoniverse (sans Donna)]

We should probably talk. About Donna. And the fact that the show is insanely popular, only getting more popular, and I now understand what Tahiri meant about the 50th anniversary. Meaning even more popular.

And the fact that Donna is going to, most likely, eventually find out. We can't keep it from her forever.

Given the modern world does not make it easy to wear a veil in public without being out-of-place, might I inquire as to who might be able to assist me in appearing more, dare I say it, homo sapien if I wish to leave the TARDIS during daylight hours? As large and wonderful as the TARDIS may be, I am cold blooded and would like to enjoy the sunlight when possible.

Martha, quit looking at me like that. It's not very attractive on you.

Now. Would someone kindly explain to Dr. Jones that I am apparently one of your "switched out" versions and therefore don't need to be monitored twenty/four seven and can actually get up and walk around? Fresh air is good, fresh air is healthy!

I also require Snickers. All of them. At one time. Apparently that'll be the craving of the week. Snickers. The baby needs chocolate and peanuts and caramel and who am I to tell her no?

DOCTOR! NOT OKAY! WHAT DID YOU DO!?

Clever hack fo' realz. A bit unexpected yo, but I suppose it was inevitable dat one of mah thugs force a laugh on tha lot of our asses eventually. Dum diddy-dum, here I come biaaatch!

Interesting story.

The complex microwave was sparking a bit, so I thought I'd give it a quick fix and, well...

I might need a lift home from Africa.



[ooc: THE DOCTOR TURNED THE COMPLEX KITCHEN'S MICROWAVE INTO A TELEPORTING DEVICE. If anyone wants to have used it/ended up in a random location, go for it! Cause oops.]

Haven't done this in a while and I don't need Bobby glaring at me! Cause Bobby's glares are lethal.

HELLO new people! I'm Rose Tyler, welcome to Lawrence. You've gotten yourselves a one way ticket to the Apocalypse, congratulations! Now to make the transition at least a bit easier, I offer a little class I like to call...well, Welcome to Lawrence! We'll go over all the basics you need to learn to live in and survive in and hopefully eventually even learn to accept Lawrence. We'll go over basic demon and creature protection and you'll find out how to attend the classes offered to teach further protection and fighting. You'll learn the basic layout of the city and which places are more displaced friendly than others. We'll talk about how to go about getting money and work here and I'm willing to work with you on a case by case basis, too.

Basically, if it involves being dragged here, we'll go over it, at least briefly, more in depth if we need to. We'll meet this coming Thursday at 8pm at the Lawrence Youth Center. [Directions here!]

Any questions, just let me know!

Now that I seem to be situated for the meantime, thank you for your assistance, Abby. It is most appreciated.

My name is Vastra, a friend of the Doctor. I was told the basics of the war that is happening here, and I shall lend my assistance in any manner I am able.

That said Doctor, how did your deal with the universe fare, hm?