the Doctor | 004 | Day 67 | Video

[nevermindtherunning]

[The video clicks on and there's the Doctor, brainy specs in place, sitting in the kitchen of his house. Behind him was the kitchen table, but not useable as various disassembled toasters, radios, and even an oven could be seen on the floor. Parts were everywhere and had looked like a tornado had blown through.

Stacked to one side of the wall were some books, next to his hand was his notebook, full with stuffed papers in it. He looks stern, quiet, serious, perhaps brewing an oncoming storm?]

It's been four days since this curse-thing has been over. I haven't seen Sharon... or Natasha, [There's a pause, because sad enough as it is, he wasn't entirely sure that was her name.] There's significantly less traffic around town, which leads me to guess others are missing too.

This may seem ridiculous that I'm saying this, but don't travel alone, don't be alone, [Ignore the fact that he was currently.], let others know if you're going somewhere. Use the buddy-system if you have to.

[There's a pause as he looks away, licking his lips.] I've been doing research, as most of you are aware, and after running the calculations 3-4 times, my evidence is conclusive. If this is Earth, which I'm not for certain if it is yet or not, I must admit... We're in the northern hemisphere, judging by the weather patterns and the sun's movements in the sky. The winds... Westerlies, marking us at about 30-60 degrees latitude. Of course, this is all based off of if we're on Earth.

This leads me to my next hypothesis, which a couple of you have already thrown out there - bravo! Good for you! - I think we're in a pocket universe. Time doesn't flow linear, it never had, it's all... wibbly-wobbly, of course, but the star charts aren't quite right, which doesn't make sense at all if this is, in fact, Earth. I said Northern hemisphere, but if you look up at the sky, the charts don't match that correctly. It's a blend... I can't locate us due to that. And with so many people coming from other worlds, universes, alternative timelines, it's making this all rather strange. I know very few species capable of this feat, which... [He trails off, not wanting to think who has this kind of power and technology they possess. Enough to rival his own TARDIS, that is for sure.]

There's a chance I can get us out, but it'll take time. If there's any tools, scraps lying about, unused appliances, radios... I'd like to have those, please.



[Private to Fortescue]
You said you wanted to help? Find me all the tools you can.

[Private to Mina]
If you don't mind, may I take your kitchen appliances? Not to be blunt, but it isn't like you need them. But keep the kettle... I like making tea there when I visit you. I'll give you a hot plate.

Comments

[nevermindtherunning]

Most likely, yes. Without a doubt... Which is rather bothersome, wondering who is doing this. I can't even count on my fingers and toes who it could possibly be. Although, I can't imagine anyone clever enough to not reveal themselves yet.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

It's also unlikely to be personal, since they've apparently got people from different times and places here.

[nevermindtherunning]

I dunno... I'm afraid I have quite a few enemies. Some unintentional, really, but some will never change. And as I stated, some, including myself, are capable of pulling people from different points in time and place.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Yeah? How'd you make all those enemies? And if the guys who've got us here were your enemies specifically, why would they bring the rest of us into it? It's not like we know you.

[nevermindtherunning]

Might be an experiment, a trick, a trap. [He bobs his head side to side, dwelling on this.] I'm very clever and perhaps seens as a bother to some alien races out there. I'm also the last of my kind, making me a target.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

The last of your kind? You look pretty much like a human to me.

[nevermindtherunning]

Ahhh, [A devilish smirk.] But I'm not. You lot look like me, but I'm a Time Lord from the planet Gallifrey.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[A long pause.]

You're a what from the where?

[nevermindtherunning]

Time Lord; Gallifrey. On the outside, I look human, but my physiology is quite different. [Insert smile here.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

So what, you're some kind of alien?

[Another long pause.]

I guess that makes humans aliens to you, too, then.

[nevermindtherunning]

Yuuup! Correcto-mundo! Although, I quite like you lot. And don't worry, I don't bite.

[Wink.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

And around here, apparently, that's the kind of thing you actually have to reassure people of.

[nevermindtherunning]

[There's a hearty laugh.] Yes, I suppose you're right!

I'm the Doctor! I don't think I caught your name.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Name's Meyer Lansky, nice to meet you. What're you a doctor of?

[nevermindtherunning]

Everything! Astrology, botany, physics... You name it!

[He miiiight be a little smug about it too.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

How could anyone possibly have the time to become a doctor of everything?

[nevermindtherunning]

Oh, I went to school for.. hmmm 100 years or so? Nah, more than that, really.

[He purses his lips as he thought about the years.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Well, that would do it, I guess. And what, that means you can live forever? Or at least to be really old?

[nevermindtherunning]

Not forever, no. I'm 902, give or take. Time isn't consistent, so I lose track.... As for the oldest Time Lords, well, I don't know nor does it really matter, I suppose. They're all dead.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

902? You must have seen a lot of interesting things in your lifetime, then.