dear_mun | Voicetesting! x-posted. I'll be iffy on classic Who, sorry.

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Voicetesting! x-posted. I'll be iffy on classic Who, sorry.

Right, we won't do this again. Time traveler, not a fan of repeating myself.

. . . I know, ironic, RIGHT, so! [he rubs his hands together] Head full of heroes and villains and people, and I'm to fit right along with the whole lot. Fine, great, can do. Sign me up! I love . . . fitting in.

[an uncomfortable . . . pause . . .]

I still think this is a terrible idea, but I'm not one to stand by and be bored and really what would life be without terrible ideas. DULL, that's what I say. Whole universe out there of planets and realities and people. Exciting, new, strange people. Lovely.

[grins like a child promised Disneyworld] Who am I to meet first? Howwww abooouuuuut . . .

[he points to a random passerby] You!

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Well you already know me, Raggedy Man, so I can't help you there.

And since when do you love fitting in? You're rubbish at it! You and your crooked bowtie. [But she smiles fondly all the same.]

Oh shut up, nothing wrong with a bit of healthy optimism. [He puffs out his chest and straightens his bowtie. But he's smiling] . . . And denial, right okay, so I hate fitting in, absolutely hate it, why fit in when you can stand out?

[he spreads his arms theatrically, grinning] And you, my dear Pond, stand out ever so much.

[She crosses her arms over her chest, raising her brow at him skeptically.] I don't know why you even try to be human, Doctor.

[Grinning big now, Amy all but jumps into his arms, because hugs from the Doctor really are the best. She doesn't tell him that he's not the first one she's seen around here, because why ruin the moment? He's unique in every shape and form.]

It's the whole Scottish thing, I always stand out.

[The Doctor hugs her tight and spins her 'round, because it feels right. She's not the first Amy he's seen around here either, but every Amy is just as important as the last]

And I never forget it.

So! Amy, sweet Amy, what have you been up to?

[She laughs as he twirls her around, because he's her best friend and this feels like home. Once she's back on her own two feet once more, she gives him a mischievous look.] Come now, Doctor - I'm not all that sweet.

Oh, a little bit of this and that. But my boring mundane doesn't let me get out much.

[he smiles, bouncing his brow] God, I hope not.

Now that! [he pumps a pointed hand in the air] Is a crime. You can't keep Amelia Pond all boarded up, she brrreaks out and, well. Then I turn up.

[ego? what ego?]

[That's okay, Amy is used to him. But she enjoys his theatrics and ego all the same. Still, she rolls her eyes fondly.]

You don't always turn up though, Doctor. That's why Rory and me, we have to get on with our ordinary, boring lives. It's what humans do.

[It doesn't matter that she hardly ever sees Rory around here. This isn't a time to be sad. So Amy loops an arm through his, leaning her chin on his shoulder for a moment.] But when you do turn up, it's always magical.

Me? Uh, why would you want to meet me?

Why? Why?

[the Doctor looks around, as if he's looking for agreement from an invisible crowd on how ridiculous that is]

Why not? I've honestly never met someone who wasn't at least a little interesting.

Well, other than that one nosy corpse bearer back in 1351 but that's beside the point. [he grins] What's your name? Where and when are you from?

(At the Doctor's looking around, she finds herself raising an eyebrow. This person has to be...well, mad. Not that was a bad thing. It was more interesting, but she is going to be on her guard until she sees there's no reason to be.

She just has her reasons.)

Yeah, I'd like to know why. I think that's a reasonable question. (That comes out with a rather thick German accent.) And for whether or not everyone is interesting or not, well, I can't really disagree or agree on that one.

Wait, a corpse bearer... (Marie then pauses and shakes her head.) Do I even want to know about that? (She is a little curious, but maybe it was best to not pry into that.)

Since I see you're really wanting to know. My name's Marie.

And you?

[Flinches. It's fine, it's not like he's expecting someone to jump out and shoot him. Oh wait.] If you're lookin' to get high, kid, you're out of luck. [Because obviously he's on drugs.]

[he draws his hand back quick as you like, then drops it to his side. right, no more pointing at grumpy-looking humans]

What? No, no-- Kid? I grew out of that centuries ago. No, I'm the Doctor. Hullo. [he raises a hand and wiggles his fingers]

And who might you be?

[He's no stranger to gimmicks, having had adopted a few himself once upon a time, so the Doctor is reading more like a character than a real person. Something he tells people he is, rather than actually what he is.]

Gene. [It's the alias he has in this time. Made purely to protect him. Saying it is depressing, but like hell is he telling this guy his real one or the one he used to use: Saul Goodman.]

[HA... Gene has pretty much hit that on the head. An alias can spot an alias, of course, so the Doctor gets a similar feeling about that name]

Gene, right. Good to meet you, Gene. [Still, he sounds entirely genuine] When and where are you from? Time is a bit . . . flummoxed in this nexus.

2015. [Mun thinks. Timelines in this show is very iffy for not involving time travel.] Nebraska.

Nebraska. [he cocks his head, eyebrows shrugging] Could be worse. Went to Nebraska once, and I'll tell you right now, you let so-called "archaeological finds" get a little excited, and suddenly you got dinosaur skeletons dancing in the streets.

2015, though. [the Doctor smiles] What a good year. You're in for a great one. Well, I think. I hope.

Yeah. [This is several leagues out of his pay grade. Even when he was a lawyer. He's just not going to question the nut.]

Very helpful.

Yeahhh, spoilers, sorry.

. . . Kidding! I'm kidding, easy. [he gives the man an awkward slap on the arm, then retreats] As if dinosaur skeletons can . . . dance, ha! They'd be absolute rubbish dancers.

[Gene might have been upset if he believed a word out of the Doctor's mouth, but he's still on 'this is a crazy loon' so he gets over it quickly.]

Kidding, right. You got the whole eccentric thing down, I get that. Though you're veering into straight-jacket territory, just so you know.

Just how I like it. I've heard I'd look great in one, white binding my arms to my sides really accentuates my eyes.

[he hooks his thumbs under his suspenders, as if he's actually consciously trying too hard, now]

[Gene can't talk. His schitck wasn't 'excessively English to the point of madness' but 'Sheister lawyer' was and he played it.]

So is that what you are, a shrink?

A shrink called "the Doctor?" That's the stuff of nightmares, no of course not. I'm more of a . . . bit of everything doctor, really. Well, except archaeology, archaeology is rubbish. [he points Very Seriously at Gene] Don't trust an archaeologist.

[He shrugged.] Hey, you got a gimmick, you play it out. People respond to that. Trust me.

[Archaeology? Lawyers he expects, archaeologists are... so random.]

Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.

It's not a gimmick, it's . . . [he doesn't really have a word for what he is beyond "Doctor." he pouts] Oh, nevermind.

What's your gimmick, then?

Yeah, yeah. [He waves that off. Gimmick, lifestyle choice, whatever. It's for the punters, is what he means.]

Look at me, man. Do I look like a man with a gimmick? The moustache is the closest thing I got and even that is a sad, sad, shadow of a gimmick.

[Did someone say terrible ideas.]

Time...traveler?

[terrible ideas with SCIENCE!]

Yes that's right, hullo. I'm the Doctor. Space, time, my playground. Who are you?

[Are you implying there are non-terrible science based ideas sir that seems scientifically improbable.]

The doctor...

[Just echoing everything with a more than vague sense of skepticism and amusement.]

Victor Frankenstein. Also doctor.

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Voicetesting! x-posted. I'll be iffy on classic Who, sorry.

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pffFFFF

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shit I just lost it at "excessively English to the point of madness" bravo

Bows

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shRIEKS oh this'll be wonderful

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