001 - Pedal to the floor, my life is moving faster

[n0secondchances]

[sometime that evening, the oh-so-familiar vworp vworping will sound just on the outskirts of the town. For a an hour or two more, everything is quiet until, finally, a familiar voice will broadcast itself over the journals]

Fascinating! Absolutely fascinating. Everything I say, you’re storing it away, just so.

Banana pudding. Crème brule. Peter

Comments

[oftheforsaken]

How interesting.

[n0secondchances]

Ah! Hallo. Really, the sound quality on this is quite impressive.

Honestly, it's a bit disappointing. The shop...not the book. The book is brilliant.

[oftheforsaken]

[Oh, that's good. It's really quite nice when her scary-ass echo is broadcasted with complete and utter clarity! It really makes for the best spookyteims. >O]

Magic is magic, I suppose. [A beat.] What is this shop you speak of?

[n0secondchances]

[Paradisa the horror flick. Now in surround sound]

[she can't see it, but she can practically hear the face he makes at that] Ugh...Magic. Not that I've got anything against magicians. Houdini was fantastic. I saw every one of his shows, you know. [a pause] Some of them twice. Some things just never grow old.

But this... this is something else entirely, isn't it? This bit about a magic castle, well, we just haven't looked hard enough to figure out what's really going on, have we?

[a pause] Oh, not any one in particular, seeing as no one's gone and built it, far as I can tell. But really, a place like this? Nexus of worlds all colliding together? One could really use a little shop in the lobby. Way to say hello, yeah?

[bogusmagic]

.....

A shop?

[n0secondchances]

Right! A shop. One of those lovely little ones that go in the lobby and sell you all sorts of little knickknacks. You never know when you're going to need a good knickknack.

[bogusmagic]

[Gift shop... knickknack.....]

..... Those can be useful?

[n0secondchances]

They certainly can! Most useful things in the universe, if you find yourself in the right spot. Never underestimate a strategically placed snowglobe, I always say!

[a beat] Well... not actually. I don't suppose I've ever really said that before. Still, it'd be quite catchy if I had, don't you think?

Doctors

[hulloeverything]

Hullo, there! Again...

Jenny's your... our... daughter... of sorts.

[lightbulb]
Wait... you don't remember? Where in the timeline are you?

Doctors

[n0secondchances]

Well now... you're an unfamiliar voice. Of course, they say recordings and things always sound different outside your own head, but... you're new.

[he sounds much more serious here, filtered from everyone else]

I take it that must mean you're the later me.

[he'll answer the question in a moment. He's just not entirely pleased to be facing the implication of what another him means]

Tenth

[hulloeverything]

[sighs softly, he's gone through this with you before... and Rose... When he speaks his voice is gentle]

I am. You regenerate into me.

....Eleventh

[n0secondchances]

[there's a pause while he takes that in] That does leave all sorts of questions to ask doesn't it. [none of which he's particularly rushed to get to]

Still, I do believe you asked one of me first.

Donna and I just left the Library. Bit of a rough time, that. I was thinking of taking her somewhere a bit less on the shadowy side, all things considered. 'Cept here I am... and here she's not.

[onlyanapple]

[Cheerfully]

Cockatoo Boy!

[n0secondchances]

Cockatoo Boy!

....That's a rather unorthodox sort of greeting, don't you think?

[onlyanapple]

I'm an unorthodox sort of bloke.

And that's your name. Get used to it, it's all I'll address you as.

[n0secondchances]

[dryly] I think you've gone and mixed me with someone else then, since I've been called a lot of things, but I think I'd remember answering to something like that.

[cricketycricket]

Oh, you again.

That didn't take long...

[he's going to TRY to sound grumpy. just for the sake of things. appearances must be kept up, being the youngest and all]

[n0secondchances]

You! [his voice is considerably more cheerful than it was when addressing his Eleventh self. After all, he always did like being you.]

or, me, rather! This is a rather strange turn of events.

And yes, I read something to that effect. You know me. Us. We. Here and there. Wibbly, wobbly, etc, etc.

[cricketycricket]

Yes, it's a pocket dimension, but you already know that, I'm sure. Is there anything else obvious that you'd care to state, for the record?

[n0secondchances]

Pears. Absolutely disgusting things, Pears. Any luck they haven't made it into this particular dimension?

[well, you asked for obvious]

[Doctor]

[As the filter goes up, his light tone becomes more serious.] So, then. Aside from me coming and going faster than a jack-in-the-box on Christmas, what do I need to know?