maskormenace | oo1. (video & text).

[ hello imPorts and other communicator wielders, good to see you today. there's a new video communication available, and upon watching it you'll be greeted with the cheery, dopey grin of a man who is definitely modelling a beautiful bowtie and idiotically purple tweed combo. the following is brought to you by a beautiful English accent. ]

Well, this is good, isn't it? Love a good abduction. Not— not actually, not abductions, but... [ WAVES... HIS HAND AROUND A BIT... you know what I mean right, guys? abductions, not... well. abductions. good! glad that's all cleared up, then, carrying on: ] I'm not usually the one being abducted, I've got more practice with being the one doing the rescuing, but I'm always up for something new! And transuniversal abductions, well, I've only got a dozen or so of those under my belt, so.

... Oh, and a text feature. Text! Fun. Let's give this a go.

[ for those of you watching in realtime, the text appears at the same time the video shakes along with his typing it. for those not, there's a random text post chilling on the network: ]

Hello everybody this is a text, lots of love and other stuff from the Doctor

Sorry, hello, can't resist buttons. Anyway! I was actually just popping up to say hi! Howdy. I'm the Doctor: alien, two hearts, travels through time and space in a big blue box. Thought I'd get that out of the way straight off, not that I've got any doubts I'll be repeating myself any number of times in the not so far off future but if there is anybody out there who recognises that description please do feel free to speak up for a chat. That's open to any of the rest of you, too, as it happens. Wouldn't want anybody getting jealous, chats for all, that's my motto. Well! It was lovely seeing you all, now that that's done I suppose I really ought to jet o—

[ and, after somehow managing to plough his way through a run on sentence that should by any normal standards have exhausted his lung capacity long before its end, the Doctor in all his merry energy reaches up to click enthusiastically alongside his goodbye and—

hat. there is a hat. quite suddenly, quite without warning: hat. right there in his hand, a baseball cap. he stares at it for a second... glowers at it for a moment after that, takes a slow sweep of a glance towards his communicator (did you see that)—

and grins. ]

Hah! What do you know? That really works!

[ and with that, Docout. ]

[ ooc: backdated to the day before the swearing in gig - I'm going to throw my timelines up in the air eventually one way or another but I might as well try to not sabotage myself before I've even started tagging wow ]

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[ ah. Gabriel. it's still leaving a couple of options open, but given his form and the steadiness of his tongue around the English language the Doctor's inclined to settle on a conclusion, and that conclusion has parks of fascination darting off into his concentration just as much as it has alarm bells ring.

this is unbelievable. and, with a life that constantly hands him far too many believable things, that's magnificent.

the secret's safe. ]

Oh, I don't know. Not very unique.

[ he can't help the thinly veiled wonder, something resembling gratitude that sits underneath it. his heart's not really in playing the argument anymore, and it's clear, but he goes in for it all the same. ]

[It's not too often in this place that people take the information for what it is. Not that Gabriel can blame humanity for that one; why believe in something you can't see? They wanted proof, never got it and so moved on.

So hearing the thinly veiled wonder in the Doctor's voice is making Gabriel almost self conscious, shifting slightly before he changes the topic completely.]

Yeah well. Alien with two hearts huh? What's that all about?

[ the subject change doesn't go unnoticed, not when his conversational partner had seemed so smug to let him know - but it's a secret, he supposes, and he lets the subject drop. there's time to pursue it later, and he's nowhere near as concerned about keeping himself a secret, so: ]

Just what it say on the tin. Time Lord's the name, alien with two hearts is the game. ... well, no, the Doctor's the name, but Time Lord's the... the subset of the species name.

[Well, the Doctor wasn't meant to accept it so easily. Doubly so considering the guy's an alien. Oh well, logic, what is that?

Time Lord is a new thing. It sounds authoritive and just a tad pompous. Hopefully it's not some code for Time Police, otherwise Gabriel is going to have some apologies to throw out. There's no question in his mind about the alien part; the fact humans believe they're alone in the cosmos always gets a good laugh.]

Yeah well. If you're some time authority then I'll have you know that I needed those time loops. I also made sure they wouldn't spiral out of control when I made them.

[ oho, is this a confession of some time antics? for shame. ]

Playing about with time? Goodness.

Luckily for you, I'm not exactly agent number one.

[ and my people aren't particularly in the business of interfering with time a much as monitoring it. and they're all dead, so one way or another he's totally safe.

absolutely not going to dispel any false assumptions here, though. if an angel wants to think himself required to apologise to him for his time-related misdeeds, that's one powerful shot to the ego he won't be handing back prematurely. ]

Well that's a relief. Wouldn't want to have had to kill you.

[If Gabriel is joking, he's sure not letting on.]

Now I know there's going to be a story behind that. You should totally share it so I have an idea just what it is you get up to.

[What is asking?]

I'd have liked to see you try.

[ truly. ]

Oh, nothing original I'm afraid. Just another teenaged rebel. I got bored, I had the universe at my disposal, I went to see the sights.

You wouldn't have seen me if I tried, you'd be dead before you knew it.

[Waggles his eyebrows like it's an every day occurrence.]

That's it? That's almost disappointing. With words like "Time Lord" and "alien" and two hearts" I think I was expecting more Spielberg and less Mel Brooks.

Mm.

[ there's an I know something you don't know in that hum somewhere ]

Well, it's got its Spielberg moments, but it's a long story. A very long story.

[Curls his lip in his best unimpressed look.

Nope. Not falling for it.]

That's what they all say, and it generally winds up a Sunday morning special offer instead. Cliff notes edition?

No can do. Even the cliff notes are enough to fill up a bible.

[ do you see what I did there ]

Oh ha ha. That's so funny my sides nearly split, no really.

[he saw what you did there. it was terrible.]</small. I give it a four out of ten, you took the easy way out. An alien with two hearts, calling himself the Doctor and summoning hats out of thin air. And here was me thinking this place was getting boring with my brother in jail.

Oh, goodness, there's more of you? And jail, that can only be bad news.

Well, I'll endeavour to keep things entertaining for you in the meantime, never you fret. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's bringing the fun back into... into not... not fun. Uhm.

Hells no, there's only one of me. And one of my brother. Just for future reference, I'm the better looking one okay, if anyone asks.

The fun back into.... [Waits for it. Gives a nonplussed look.] Back into life? I don't know, you started that sentence. You're meant to say something classy like "the time you enjoy wasting, is not a wasted time".

Noted. I'll keep that in mind.

Yes, alright, excuse me for not keeping a database of zippy lines around ready to throw out for his lordship over here! Used to do that, everybody rolled their eyes a lot, I stopped. I'm fun, that's the point.

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