The Universe's Mixer

You're all handcuffed together in a circle, facing outward. Handcuffs can't be broken, but there's a key taped to the ceiling. The floor below is metal grating that leads to a bottomless pit. Every two hours the grating retracts half an inch away from the wall.

Note: Hours are not real time hours

The first thing Donna noticed between coughs and gasps for fresh air was that it had suddenly become freezing compared to the flames warmth on the TARDIS. The next was that she wasn't actually on the TARDIS anymore. Picking herself up from the ground, she brushed the snow off of herself and took a few more deep breaths as her eyes scanned the area she was in. None of her surroundings looked familiar but she could only hope that this was The Doctor's solution to stalling the Daleks attack. With a shiver, she wrapped her arms around herself to get some warmth and took a few steps to the right when she spotted a man. "Excuse me, do you know where I am?" she asked.

Peering at Donna, the man studied her for a moment and replied, "The City."

Her arms dropped as she rolled her eyes before letting them land on the man again. "The City? Oh, great. Thanks for the specifics. I think I can see I'm in a bloody city, but WHICH one?"

Resuming on his way, the man called back over his shoulder, "You'll learn soon enough."

"Thanks for all the help, pal!" Donna called, returning her arms around herself for extra warmth. Turning to look around once more, she decided it couldn't hurt to do what she always did when she got stuck or needed help in a situation like this. Taking a deep breath, she hoped no one would think she actually needed medical attention. "DOCTOR!"

You have a camel. You have a regular sewing needle. Try to thread the needle with the camel. The hair doesn't count.

There's a room filled with 500 rare and expensive birds. They all need to be caged, individually, and carefully. No feather must be out of place. No bird harmed. Magic doesn't work on them. There are perches high in the room that the birds can get to easily, and the birds themselves have rather sharp beaks.

All verbal communication has to be in the form of questions. If a statement or exclamation is made, everybody in the room forgets everything after the point they were placed in the room. There is a sign in the room that says "Do you know the question?" and the door will open if the right question is asked.

You're in a funhouse maze, but it's no ordinary funhouse maze. The mighty minotaur is stalking you through it, and you have to get to the center of the maze to save the virgins and get back out before it reaches you.

Scavenger Hunt. Pair off. Each pair has to find:
- The tooth of a four fingered homeless man
- A unicorn's eyelash
- Blowfish venom
- A pocket watch
- Mittens

The actual meaning of life is in one of 10,000 books you're locked in a room with. You have time enough to check every single one, but you can't. You can only open 10 books total.

Note: All the books have normal titles. None gives a clue as to if it holds the secret

After the zombie madness Violet came to see she had to restock her supply of spare parts. So she decided to head for her favorite junkyard among the various ones within the City. Beyond the fact she was coming down with an ear infection (her ear still ringing) she was otherwise in one piece and was able to avoid being bitten. As she walked she felt the snowflakes land atop her coat,"Sunny would be loving this, young enough to love snow" she muses under her breath. Violet quickly wrapped her simple coat tigher to avoid being chilled even more as she walked.

Violet may have quite a few problems on her plate from finding new housing till the hostel is repaired to finding her friends to the ongoing question of a guardian. But for now she was happy to be heading back to the junkyard like any normal day. "But then when is anything normal here?" she admits to herself while ducking into a small coffee shop for some tea and to survery her stash of parts,"Lists help, especially on a day like today". As she worked she just listened in and was using what she heard to make notes,"Find a small heater" making a note on her list.

Gwen had left a note for Jack that she was going to get some much needed supplies for the Hub. As she returned with several large shopping bags loaded with food, coffee and basic living supplies (due to her finding a version of Jack's bunker and a small studio by the looks) she called,"I'm back!" as she went to work on a huge pot of coffee and a typical Hub breakfast.

"All that's missing is a local version of the Weevils" she observed to herself while cooking. But the smell of eggs could be smelled all over the small kitchen as she worked and went looking for the bottle of hot sauce she had bought. But for right now something as small as cooking breakfast was doing her good.

"Now where was that hot sauce!"