☄ 007; [video/action for Violet]

[usedreturn]

[Some of you may be in Violet City this fine morning.]

[And many more of you may see a video feed of a certain ecstatic Doctor apparently quite high off the ground.]

[And while those watching the video will only hear the ridiculously loud sounds of some kind of rocks moving along the ground, those in Violet will clearly see the Doctor blasting into Violet on the head of a goddamn Onix.]

GERONIMOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

[And while the video (presumably held by his Abra) shows a grinning Doctor with a Sandshrew clinging for dear life to his shoulder, it's not until he's in Violet and on the ground that he addresses the camera itself.]

Chrome, I'm back. Did I miss anything?

You with the boring suit, Phoenix. Recovering?

And you, you know who you are, the tenth one. Where are you?

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[video forever; SO CUTE BLARG I AM DED]

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Him? Yep. Not really sure what else to call him. Me. Whichever.

[voice forever; S-SOB I'M STILL ASHAMED]

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

So he is the tenth... If I may ask, which one are you?

hnnnnnnngh don't be, man

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Eleventh, apparently.

Asdgdh now I have to catch up with 4th wall aaaaaa

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

... The meeting between the two of you must have been especially awkward.

man, me too /spamming with weird AU journals

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

For him, yes. Just a bit confusing for me.

And do you believe he thought I killed him? [The NERVE.]

fdgfj I need to draw things

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

I presume he was a bit reluctant about... going.

yesssssss.

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Would you believe he set the TARDIS on fire?

[There's a note to his voice that suggests 'that prick' is left unsaid but implied at the end of that sentence.]

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

... Really?

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

He held off on regenerating for so long it was like the cork popping off a champagne bottle.

[Beat.]

Only the champagne was...you know, fire. And the cork was a TARDIS crashing.

So really not like a champagne bottle at all.

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

... I understood the simile, regardless.

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Either way, he goes and does all that and then accuses me of killing him? I'd have been stuck regenerating into a twelfth if that crash had gone much worse!

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

But... Surely, you must understand his point of view as well.

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Suppose so, yes.

But good lord, he's nine hundred and six, no reason to whine about it. Not to mention we've gone for much shorter amounts of time before regenerating. I was him for a good four or five years, and he got plenty of warnings. I don't often hear prophecies about my death, you know.

[shellderkillder.livejournal.com]

Not many do, I would say.

[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Well, I hope not. That'd take all the fun out of things.