[written in Gallifreyan]
It seems Cair Paradisa is in possession of a sense of humour, twisted and malevolent as it may be. My Tenth has been turned into a cockatoo -- I’d imagine because of the state of his hair, he really should comb it occasionally -- Donna is now a rather lovely ginger tabby, and I believe there was an irritable penguin running about with a sign, smacking people. Not quite sure why a penguin, or how the penguin was holding a sign -- lacking the opposable thumbs and all -- but then again, it seems like most of the things the castle does serves no purpose at all. It would be amusing -- well, be honest Doctor, it is amusing -- but is also amply demonstrates the power this place has over all of us.
[a long pause]
Five will be back in a week.
...I should clean that couch.
[[ooc; so, yeah, Eight hasn't quite worked up the will to clean Five's blood off of his couch, poor guy. ]]