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dear_mun2016-10-26 07:09 pm
timeywimeystuff) wrote in dear_mun2016-10-26 07:09 pm
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In someone's head? He thinks it's the end of the world. Oh and guess his canon point.
Is it the end of the world again? Really? Been a while since I've been to one I didn't already know about. A little anti-climatic though, really, if you ask me. I was hoping for a bit more excitement. One minute I'm in the TARDIS, next minute I'm waking up in a disappointingly ordinary little room. Mind you, I've woken up in far worse conditions than this. At least I still have my pants this time, I suppose. Those French really do know how to party, though... but, well, that's neither here nor there, so! Right then! End of the world, universes, whatever. Let's see...
First of all, I'm the Doctor. Hello!
B. No, wait. Two. Yes, Secondly, has anyone, by chance, seen a big blue box? Its, ah, a wooden, police call box, and completely locked. Trust me, can't get in there unless I want you to. Well... unless, maybe, you're really, really, really clever and I mean extremely advanced intelligence. Sorry, but I am a genius, so we're talking a species not just human or common, run-of-the-mill, alien species here. Don't get me wrong, though, I really do love humans, and I hope many of you have survived this little world ending. You always do, and keep evolving, so I wouldn't be surprised!
Three: So before I explore and investigate, it never hurts to try asking first - although it does take the fun out of things and I hate to admit when I don't know something: where am I?
And four, or C, or maybe one of those little footnotes nobody really reads: if you've seen a fairly outspoken, red-headed woman wandering around, please guide her my way. Don't worry, she'll happily inform you her name is Donna Noble - she does like to talk, you know, just a bit. She tends to get into trouble whenever we're separated, you see, and her mum is quite a bit scary. (The mothers always are, come to think of it.) She would literally have my head.
First of all, I'm the Doctor. Hello!
B. No, wait. Two. Yes, Secondly, has anyone, by chance, seen a big blue box? Its, ah, a wooden, police call box, and completely locked. Trust me, can't get in there unless I want you to. Well... unless, maybe, you're really, really, really clever and I mean extremely advanced intelligence. Sorry, but I am a genius, so we're talking a species not just human or common, run-of-the-mill, alien species here. Don't get me wrong, though, I really do love humans, and I hope many of you have survived this little world ending. You always do, and keep evolving, so I wouldn't be surprised!
Three: So before I explore and investigate, it never hurts to try asking first - although it does take the fun out of things and I hate to admit when I don't know something: where am I?
And four, or C, or maybe one of those little footnotes nobody really reads: if you've seen a fairly outspoken, red-headed woman wandering around, please guide her my way. Don't worry, she'll happily inform you her name is Donna Noble - she does like to talk, you know, just a bit. She tends to get into trouble whenever we're separated, you see, and her mum is quite a bit scary. (The mothers always are, come to think of it.) She would literally have my head.