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[ The first thing you see....is pumpkins. So many pumpkins. This house is full of pumpkins in various stages of being carved. Those who know Hazel can easily recognize this scene of mass chaos as Residence #11. However, the chalk scribbles on the wall are decidedly not hers. To start with, some of them are in a different language that looks kind of circly.

The personless scene lasts only for a moment before the Doctor scurries into frame, looking a mixture of confused and frowny. He's looking kind of magician, wearing a black coat over a black hoodie. Finally, he's holding an owl by the scruff of it's neck (can you do that with an owl? Who knows, the Doctor's doing so). Said owl is Owlfonso, the skateboarding owl that really doesn't want to be here right now and is desperately trying to peck the Doctor's fingers. ]

I want to clarify first that for once, none of this is my fault. [ except the chalk writing, which is obviously his, but that either a: goes without commenting on or b: the Doctor's forgotten it by now. also wow, that sure is a Scottish accent ] That being said- [ WHAM the camera gets a face full of owl ]

Is this normal? I mean, normal for owls. Is this how I can tell this dimension apart from my dimension? No eyepatches, no goatees, just owls that can suddenly skateboard? [ He backs poor Owlfonso away from the camera, as the Doctor's still got an expression that's pure 'what the hell is this shit' ] Well, skateboarding owls and a postponed perestroika. Spoilers, you're twenty years out of date.

[ pause, frown. The Doctor looks over at poor Owlfonso with a sort of resigned expression. ] The alternate dimension of owls and Communism. Oh how the mighty have fallen.

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That's crap. That didn't do anything to you.

Point taken, but that doesn't mean he's defenseless. A tiny defense is still a defense.

Honestly, I don't know why you're being so pedantic about this whole thing. [ says the person who's being pedantic about this whole thing..... ]

[ An ugh of frustration - ]

Because I don't like bullies, that's why!

Then it's a good thing I'm not a bully!

Yes you are!

No I'm not!

Prove it! Apologize to the owl.

Fine! [ and the camera swivels to the owl....who is sleeping. ]

Well I'm not going to wake him up.

Well, you're not going to lose your title of bully until you do. So you better wait until he wakes up on his own.

I'll video you said apology when it happens. [ a pause before ] You can do that on these phones, right? A little tiny video private message. I don't exactly know what this world's technology level is yet.

You can do that, yeah. You can find my private number if you hit the screen and the profile button.

[ fun fact. There are moments when the Doctor's grandadness shows and figuring out the alternate dimension's technology is one of them. he sends off a private text to Kitty (that I'm too damn lazy to go to her ic contact page for, besides, I'm gonna toss up a terrible owl apology there anyway) ]

Hello there Kitty. (Your profile said Kitty). This is the Doctor.

[ and then, back to the public channel. ]

Did it work?

[ Okay, she has to (reluctantly) find that charming. So her general demeanor is a little milder when she replies: ]

That worked. Yeah. And my name is Kitty. That's all you're called - the Doctor?

[ He will win you over with charm and dad skills eventually. ]

Just the Doctor.

Are those the sorts of names your species gives? Or is that just the name you've chosen for yourself?

I chose it for myself. With Time Lords, a typical Gallifreyan name has too many vowels, too many syllables, and sounds more like a chemical in your soda than an actual name.

So - you're a...Gallifreyan, then? Or are you called Time Lords?

Both. Gallifreyan is the species, Time Lord is the...I don't want to say class, that's a bit too broad...the perks? Time Lord is the perks.