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Granny is kicking me out of the Diner for a few days. For the first time in...well, a very long time, she's decided I've been working too hard.

So, who wants to go out? Drinks? Dancing? I don't know. It's been ages since I did anything fun.

Rose is gone -- means there must be a way to leave, if only I could get some kind of proper reading -- hard to do, can't quite seem to get the sonic to zero in on anything about her, for anything -- could really use a TARDIS -- and a new oven and..

Right. Yes. Back to work. Me -- other me -- Bow Tie me -- bring your screwdriver. Maybe if we put our brains together we can get to the bottom of this. River, you too, -- and Donna and Martha and Jack and Mickey -- just round up everyone.

( Filtered to Jack Harkness. )

Anybody know, uh, how to get money around here? Kind of definitely failing in that department right now, and I might need it to get the car running, and some new clothes and... wait, there's a school here? Ah, damn it.

Do I have to go?

You know, there's more and more of us showing up who've known the Doctor, in one way or another. What do you say we take over a back room at the Rabbit Hole one night and throw a bash? Three Doctors, no waiting, and everyone who can tell stories about them they wish we wouldn't - all in one space with booze on standby.

Nothing could possibly go wrong.

Well, it could, but I say we do it anyway.

There's three of us here. Three Doctors. Just imagine all that we could do with that combined brain power!

I think I'm slowly getting used to this place. Better than Chiswick, but not nearly as exciting as travelling with the Doctor.

I guess it's about time I actually said something here My name is Clara Oswald. School is going to be starting soon, right? So, I figured I'd make an offer. I'm a bit of a nanny back home. If anyone needs someone to watch the kids after school? Let me know. I'll do what I can to help.

As well as anything else that you may need. Even if it's just someone to rant to. I'm here to help.

Besides that? Does anyone else think we should have a big sort of "end of the summer" party? Maybe like a giant picnic

When I said I could use a vacation, this wasn't what I had in mind.

Tony, you around? Should I blame you for this? I probably will anyway.

My wife and son are gone.

I've become incredibly bored here, there's only so many things within ones home that can be taken apart then put back together again. Not mention I'm pretty sure her indoors is getting a tad annoyed with me, it's a blessing I suppose that River and Clara put up with it. I think I need a job, an actual job, how would one go about that? Maybe something involving scientific pursuits?

Well now that I've been here for a month, I like to think I've settled in pretty well.

Filter: Doctor (Tenth)

Speaking settling in, I heard back from Sheriff Swan and we're going to talk Monday about giving me a job. Desk work mostly, nothing too exciting but she needs help keeping a database of everyone coming through the portals.

End Filter

It's still strange that we can't seem to leave this place. Wouldn't most products have to come from other places in the States? Or is everything solved by magic here? Like crops, foods, and clothes?

Aw, hell, not again.

But at least I remember who I am, this time.

So. I know I kind of failed to hold up to this the last time I said it, but, anyone feel like meeting up at the beachbecause I was thinking about going for a run to try and get tired.?

Okay, sucked in through a portal. Not anything entirely new. Still got my sonic but no TARDIS, that's a bit worrisome. Never mind it, I suppose, not the first time I've lost her.

Hello I'm the Doctor. Has anyone seen a random blue police box lying about?

That's the last time I go camping with a bunch of men.

I think I need a drink.

A broken leg, two cracked ribs, a concussion, one sprained wrist, and some other cuts, bumps, scrapes, and bruises.

For falling through a magical portal after jumping off a Ferris Wheel, that's not bad at all.

Hi. I'm Claire Bennet.

So many new people showing up it really is a wonder that you're all able to keep it together so well...

Anyway, yes, right. Hello. My name is John Smith -- The Doctor -- Whatever -- and I am terribly sorry about my lack of courtesy and introduction to a lot of you, but I have been very busy attempting to examine a lot of the data among the people from my world, in an attempt to extrapolate some form of theory as to how it is we all ended up -- Yes, yes, I know, portals, magic, temporal distortions, Einstein-Rose -- wormhole -- whatevers -- lots of theories, not enough data to draw up a conclusion. That being said, I have a request.

I know many of you are busying yourselves trying to figure out how to adapt -- which makes sense, you're humans, you're brilliant, it's what you do -- right, yes, moving on -- but, among those of you who can spare the time, are there any among you who would be willing to volunteer for a bit of testing? It's all perfectly harmless I assure you -- really, could probably do most of it with my eyes and a bit of questions -- but what I really need is a collected series of data that might provide clues to the causal connectivity of events that led us all to be here through the, uh, portals -- wormholes -- whatever bits of understanding you'd like to call them.

Again, I'm only looking for volunteers. If you're unwilling or disinterested -- which, really, who can blame some of you -- have a lot of you eaten the food here yet? -- it's positively Brilliant -- then there is absolutely no pressure to feel like there's any need, whatsoever, to get involved. I'm just trying to find some answers and, while I respect the Mayor and folk of this wonderful town, I'm not quite so willing to accept this 'no way back theory' not just yet.

After all, nothing's impossible.

I wish I could say this was the strangest thing that has ever happened to me, but it's not. Thought I was done with all this time travel. I just need to know one thing, has anyone seen a woman with ginger hair called Amy?

It's weird not having things be open 24 hours a day. You guys have an excellent place to get coffee though. It's almost as good as the stuff I'm used to.

Does this place have a pet shop? Not that I'm planning on buying a pet, but I'm just curious. I had a tortoise named Clyde. I kind of miss him.

I need to find something to do with myself that isn't work.

Hello, everyone. I hope you're all settling in as best you can.

With such a large number of new arrivals, our local businesses are expanding and adapting to match the population change, and many of you are taking the initiative and helping out the best way you can: looking for work. However, I understand that for some, the everyday, small town experience is somewhat... New.

To that end, I've compiled a list of possible job opportunities, according to different experiences you might be interested in. Please see below.

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN RETAIL OR CUSTOMER SERVICE → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN THE FOOD INDUSTRY (FRONT OR BACK OF HOUSE) → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN LAW ENFORCEMENT → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN EDUCATION OR HAVE EXPERIENCE AS A TEACHER → )

( IF YOU HAVE MEDICAL EXPERIENCE → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN PHYSICAL HANDIWORK → )

( IF YOU HAVE LEGAL EXPERIENCE → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN PUBLIC SERVICE → )

( IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN CURRENT EVENTS, POLITICS, COMMUNITY GROWTH, OR LOCAL GOVERNMENT → )

Hopefully, this list will inspire those of you who are still looking for a direction. If you have any specific needs or questions, don't hesitate to speak with me.

Additionally, a curfew will soon be enforced by the sheriff department on underage new arrivals.

There will also be no more bonfires without a permit from our Parks and Recreation department.

As weird as this is, and as much as I'm freaking out on the inside? I'm kind of glad that I don't have to eat spaghetti out of a mug and be woken up in the middle of the night because of clues.

Except it just feels wrong not to have Sherlock here.

I'm Joan Watson and I'm not sure I'm ready for this small town kind of life. I'm more of a city person.

This place is absolutely brilliant! What planet is this?

If you've finished the collective obsessional behavior, I require a body. Preferably male, 1.73 meters, mid-thirties, slight build. I'll return it mildly damaged.

[Encrypted to John]

Get the gun.

You know, I'd like to say this is the first time I woke up in a strange town I couldn't leave, surrounded by dwarves, but I'd be lying.

Though the magic is relatively new. And I like that they welcome you with money and electronics.

SUP EVERYONE.

Darcy Lewis here again and I think we should have a mixer. We can hang out at that Granny's Diner tonight, have a meet and greet, eat some pie, I can bring the tunes. Anyone in? Bring your party shoes and listening ears.

Right then.

My name is Emma Swan, and I'm the Sheriff here in Storybrooke. You've all met the Mayor, and been given your welcome kits, but if you have any questions, please feel free to ask me, or my deputy, David Nolan.

And if you could all fill this out for me, so I get a feel of who's who, that would be great.

<b>NAME:</b> <b>AGE/DOB:</b> <b>PREVIOUS RESIDENCE:</b> <b>PAST OCCUPATION:</b> <b>ANY SPECIAL SKILLS/ABILITIES:</b> <b>ANY SPECIAL NEEDS:</b> <b>ANYTHING ELSE:</b>


[OOC: Characters, can try to lie, but Emma has had the Blue Fairy charm the form with a spell that prevents people from doing so!]

I woke up...

I'm pretty sure I was dead.

My crew...

I've ruled the afterlife out of the running of what this place is. But it doesn't really explain anything...like the fact the year is 2013. Huh. Time travel? Not the first time something like that could have happened but I'm not exactly on board with getting comfortable just yet.

Any crew members of the Enterprise, please respond. It's killing me to know if we won or not.

Right. I'm supposed to use this thing and talk to people.

Would've preferred to stay at the bar

Clint Barton. I'm from New York. I know pretty much fuck all about magic, but I don't exactly have the best history with it, so I'm going to try the tried and true method of ignoring it and hoping it goes away.

Figures, it would have happened now. Not like the day could get worse.

( Private )
С Днем Рождения, Фил.

At this point in my life, should I even be surprised that there is such a thing as magic? Still, portals to different realms, seems more like alien technology rather than magic. But who am I to argue? I've seen mad things in this world and other worlds.

Are we doing introductions then? Hello! My name is Rose. Don't suppose anyone's seem a mad man running around? Or a blue police box?