01: Open to All!

[nevercruel]

[Action]

If someone had been standing in the small cave filled with the glowing water and a single silver cocoon, their first inclination that the occupant had awoken would have been the very loud BANG, followed by the muffled shout of pain that came from inside. When the Doctor woke up, at least in this body, she tended to do so immediately. Doing so while contained within a small, metal egg without first looking to make sure your head wasn't aimed directly for the lid was a quick way to give yourself one hell of a rude awakening.

She groaned, more in frustration then any actual pain, nursing her forehead for a moment before she looked up with bleary eyes, confusion worming it's way into her gaze as her surroundings became clear.

Alright, first thing; not the TARDIS. She couldn't feel the familiar vibrations, nor could she feel the telepathic connection that told her she was home. That was, obviously, her most immediate concern, but not the only one. Second thing; Ryan, Yaz, and Graham certainly couldn't fit into this tiny pod with her. Their own pods? Still on the TARDIS?

"Hullo? Guys?" She waited, listening, fifteen breaths, but no answer came. So, either not within earshot or able to hear her from outside the pod. She shifted where she lay, first noticing the soft silks that lined the thing. Meant for comfort? Or as decoration. The fact that the thing resembled some sort of coffin didn't go unnoticed, but she certainly didn't remember dying, not that her memory could be depended on 100% of the time. There had been enough times in the past when the Doctor had been caught unawares and not been able to remember it afterward.

The next thing, or things, she noticed were the items that tumbled from her chest as she moved, dropping onto the cushion beneath her. She frowned, shifting to reach for them and press against the top with her other arm, finding it easy enough to open, when one weren't bearing all of their weight and momentum into their forehead as they sat up abruptly. The lid of the thing removed, she clambered out, landing in ankle deep water, her nose curling as she felt it sinking into her boots and soaking her socks all the way through.

"Oh, lovely. The least you could have done would be to leave me a pair of wellies." She snatched the items from inside, tucking them under her arm as she turned to stare at the area around her, eyes dazzled as they adjusted to the dim light and the bright lights coming from the water itself. Huffing out indignantly at the realization that there were no other signs of her friends inside the small inlet she'd found herself in, she turned back to the pod, looking it over curiously, studying it for any markings or features that would indicate just who or what had created it. Nothing.

Not even a scan with the sonic was able to give her an inkling of its origin, and she sighed, tucking the tool back into her coat's breast pocket and wading through the water toward the nearby shore. Once she were somewhere dry, she could take a few minutes to survey the items that had been left for her in her metal, watery life-coffin.

[Video, some time later]

[The Doctor smiled brightly into the camera on the phone that she'd been so graciously left by who only knew, looking much happier then she felt, her head tilted curiously to the side.]

Hullo, Genessia! [She repeated the word a few times, testing different pronunciations. Hard G's, soft G's, long and short vowels. Eventually shook her head as if to clear it of the wayward thought.] Nevermind, I'm distracting myself, not important! I seem to have found myself on your lovely, glowing beach, missing my friends and my ship! I don't suppose any of you have seen any new, out of place blue police boxes out and about, by any chance? I'd be most appreciative if you could direct me there, if so.

Also, if any of you have seen three humans going by the names Ryan, Yasmine, or Graham, I'd be happy to know that they were safe and sound. They're under my protection, and I promised to get them home, safe and sound.

[She let the unspoken warning in her tone linger for a moment before grinning widely and waving.]

Anyway! Nice to meet you all! I'm the Doctor!

Comments

[bigbadrose]

[Rose's first inclination is that they are very very funny, and she likes them. There's a start about the Blue box, but even before she says it, Rose just knows it's the Doctor, she can see the rest of him all over her.]

[So it's with a prettyy delighted wolf grin she tries to answer first before anyone can further murk up the crazy waters.]

Hey sexy. Funny thing about the TARDIS here... but let's talk over tea and chips, and I'll catch you up to speed. Do you still have yer sonic on you?

WELP. XD

[nevercruel]

[The look on her face shifts immediately to absolute shock, but it may have been hard to tell, with the way the view from the camera shifts violently, swinging around as a shout rings out through the air, the sounds of hands slapping at it ringing out. Dropped it and trying to catch! NO NO NO THIS THING LOOKS ALL GLASS! THAT'S WORSE THEN AN IPHONE!

Thankfully, it stops abruptly, readjusting as she fumbles to right it up, and the fish-mouthed expression she wears when she comes back into view says everything her speechlessness means she can't. The view of the world behind her begins moving, bouncing, she's suddenly pacing as she tries to form words. For a moment, all that comes out is a sharp, high, incoherent shout.]

No! No! ROSE! TYLER! How-Why-Wha-Wh-Huh-ROSE!

[That's about all she can get out before she just stops, blinking at what was said, and Rose would probably be able to see her shifting on the screen to reach across her chest before holding up her Swiss Army Sonic. And activating it with a buzz, the focusing crystal spinning as it lit up bright orange.]

Rose loves her already oops.

[bigbadrose]

[ALL THE LAUGHING.]

Hallo!

[Waggles fingers.] We're not in your universe anymore. Or mine. Pete's I mean. Sort of more an intersection. There's gateways to lots of universes here! Some even have magic! [Shows off her right hand which has a rather conspicuous mark on it.] And dragons and pegasi and vampires and oh, Jack's here too. And so are 3 of your I think previous faces? They aren't helpful, but if you remember me, then gotta be! Fluffy with the pinstripes, Bowtie, and Guitarist.

Tea and chips?

[Video]

[scarlet_devil]

[ A... mostly nice vampire shows up. Though, most from The Doctor's reality don't usually have wings. ]

The Doctor? As in another one? [ And this Doctor is now a woman? ] Hmm, tell me, were you once a excitable fellow in a bow tie? As for your charges, they may turn up. At least, that's what tends to happen.

[nevercruel]

[Ohh, wings! Those don't happen very often! And certainly not on any vampires she's used to seeing, so the connection doesn't immediately occur to her.

She smiles with a shrug.]

Yep, though not in the same sense you're proba-...[wait]...Uh...Why would you think something like that...? [Okay, she hates it when people seem to recognize her for her past selves without her having any recollection of them herself.] Er...no, wait, ok. So it is common for people to come in groups here?

[Focus on finding the others, redirect the conversation away from bow ties and past faces and back to something she wanted to know about.]

[Action]

[borntolove]

[As 13 is wandering around Genessia; she'll come across a rather familiar Police Box; however she may note the outside looks like the Tardis did - 3 regenerations ago - or maybe the Tardis went back to looking like that?

Even if this isn't 13's Tardis; it's still The Doctor and will let her; it is her Doctor after all]

[nevercruel]

[When she turns the corner of the street and spies that wonderful, familiar sight, she's so relieved and happy that it doesn't immediately occur to her that she's back to the way she was quite a long time ago. She only grins widely, letting out a small shout of greeting as she prances up, before stopping just short of the door and giving the ship a curious up and down glance.]

Oi, changed back? [There's no denying that it's her, she could never mix her up with any old, mundane police box. The wooden-looking door is warm under her fingers when she touches it, and her only reply is for the door to click open for her without even needing to be asked. She gives a small, curious sound and walks in, glancing up at the old coral desktop as she does.] Not that I'm complaining, mind you. Grunge-phase was definitely...a thing, but if you felt the need for a change back, who'm I to complain?

[Trying to be kind. Consciously refusing to say she liked the new desktop better and wanted her to stay honeycombed, thanks! Also trying to keep from projecting that across the telepathic connection.]

Action

[guitar_hero]

Not too long after the video, there is the approaching roar of a motorcycle. Soon she'll be able to see it, come flying down toward the bay and come to a stop in a glorious arc of sand that is somewhat ruined when the rider near about falls off it.

She'll know who it is. There's not really any doubt.

He stomps up to her, what lights there are flashing off the sonic sunglasses. Then he lifts her chin, mutters a pre-emptive apology just in case, and smashes their lips together in what is more a DNA sampling than any sort of kiss.

"Belgium!" He turns away throwing his hands in the air. "This is not happening. No. I refuse to let this happen. You should not and do not exist."

He's not doing this again. He isn't. He's already been slowly coming to that conclusion and now that it's made it's decided.

[nevercruel]

The sound of the flying motorcycle as it roared toward the beach drew her attention, and she watched it come in for a landing that only made her take a small step back in surprise before she realized that its pilot had very nearly taken a tumble. For all of two breaths, she felt a spike of concern for the older male, but when the realization of just who she was watching stomp his way up to her, it quickly melted into...well, a mix of things that she was only able to register as shock, confusion, and irritation before he was right in front of her.

She almost had a mind to pretend not to recognize him, to ask him if he were quite alright, sir? But when he grabbed her chin and apologized, she knew what was coming, and it made any thoughts of attempting anonymity evaporate in a flare of pre-emptive indignation.

"Don't. You. Da-mrph!!!"

Sure, it was over as quickly as her younger self could manage for what he was doing, but she still recoiled with a gurgle, turning away and wiping her mouth on her sleeve. He was shouting behind her, and she could sense the roiling emotions coming from him in the way only a telepath could, but that didn't stop her from stomping a few good steps away herself, shuddering and shaking her hands out, her face screwed up in disgust.

"Oi! A simple 'hello' woulda sufficed, you big idiot!" She turned to glare back at him, shaking her hands out as if they were covered in something gross. "You're lucky I'm not...literally anyone else!"

Through her anger, though, came the memories of the types of emotions that caused the outburst he was displaying, and also the sound of her own voice when it was his, 'Be kind,' those same words that had been ringing in her ears at every turn she took for the past two weeks. And she knew better, but it made her feel, above all things including her overwhelming confusion, concern.

"I'd ask what you were refusing to accept, but I'm sure we both know. If it makes you feel any better, you did, so I do."

[Action]

[justabitunlikely]

[Jenny happens to be doing a newcomer check when at the Bay when Thirteen shows up and happens to be outside Though she wouldn't have the first clue as to who she was looking at so instead she'd get a smile from Jenny who's sporting a brand new pair of leather pants, a green tank top, and a leather jacket.]

Well you look new. Need a hand? Or even better yet, an explanation?

[nevercruel]

[The sound of the voice from behind her made something in her memories hitch sharply, and she jumped, turning to look at the young woman behind her. Immediately, she felt as if she had taken a punch in the chest, gasping before she could stop herself. For once, the Doctor didn't have words, just stared, dumbfounded. And no matter how hard she tried to fight it back, there was a distinct stinging in her eyes that clouded her vision.

Impossible. It was impossible. Someone's cruel idea of a joke, and she wouldn't take it! She covered her mouth with her empty hand, trying to hide the emotion that was clear on her face and gripping her cheeks a little too tightly to try and still the shaking of her fingers.

Somehow, she found the ability to give a shaky nod, taking one slow, heavy step, and then another, before she stood a couple of meters away.]

Eh-...explain. Please

[faithfulpartner]

[Have a very modern version of a woman you met 5 regenerations ago 13.]

No sign of your people but this place has a way of bringing people here. And a prior you met a prior me, weird enough to try and explain.

[nevercruel]

Oi! Gwen Cooper! [Her eyes lit up as a grin spread across her face.] Well, I would assume so, it managed to bring me here.

[She gave a small smirk.] I dunno. Have you met me? I'm used to weird. It's practically my middle name.

[koishi_komeiji]

Koishi had been hanging out in the bay as usual when she noticed someone. Someone waking up. Someone... Kinda familiar... She looked up from her bag of tacos, getting up and floating over.

She didn't recognize the woman's face but she felt familiar... Very familiar...

She followed Thirteen for several paces, tilting her head this way and that, no doubt causing the psychic noise of the world to slowly dim as she got closer.

Eventually she would reach out and extend one finger, poking her shoulder.

"Miss? Hello Miss? Can you see me? Can you hear me? Hellooo!"

It would work eventually.

[nevercruel]

The psychic silence that slowly crept up into her mind set her on edge, her brow furrowing as she tromped up the beach. Whatever was causing it was either growing in strength or getting closer, and she paused once, veering off in a slightly different direction for a couple of paces, huffed at the sensation continuing on umimpeded, and then moved to walk back in the same direction she'd started off in.

And why did she suddenly want tacos?!?

It was enough to set her on such edge that, when the small girl finally reached out and tapped her shoulder, the Doctor jumped with aa shout, spinning and staring at the other in shock and quickly growing fascination.

"Oh, Hullo! Lookit you! Are you the one doin' that? I didn't even notice you, there!"

[intothelens]

[Well, now, there was a slightly familiar name to go with a story she was still in the process of learning. But after the Professor (aka "12") had given her a tour of the TARDIS and she'd become familiar enough with its heart...she saw no reason not to believe the woman on the other end.]

[Even if the change was a bit more...extreme than even your typical digimon evolution.]

If you promised they're safe, Doctor, then I'm sure that's exactly what they are. And where they'll be when you eventually make it back to them.

[nevercruel]

[Don't worry, you get used to the weirdness after a while. Mostly. It kind of comes with the territory.]

Yeh, you would think that, but trouble has a bad habit of following me around. Would ease my hearts to know why I'm not in my proper place to begin with, but getting to that soon, hopefully. You wouldn't know, by any chance?

[video]

[hotheadwarmheart]

[Lea quirks an eyebrow.]

Well I've seen a few blue police boxes around, but they're nothing new. Or I guess it could be the same one; it's hard to tell. Telling you how to get there might be a bit of a problem though, since I'm pretty sure they get moved around a lot.

And I'm afraid I haven't seen your friends, but you're about the fourth 'the Doctor' to show up around here.

[nevercruel]

Yeah, they can be fairly common, depending on where you're from. [Oh, but that makes her own eyebrow quirk back.] Though if the ones you've seen have a habit of moving, it's very possible that-...

[...]

Oh. What? D'you mean doctors or The Doctor? Doctors are fairly common, too, but multiples of me, well-...[Not impossible, by any stretch of the imagination, but certainly unusual, and usually it meant bad things.]

[video - because you know it's the most canon reaction]

[spacepeterpan]

[At first, the Doctor's rather pleased at the thought of getting to meet a new companion he hasn't had, yet, even if there's a twinging in the back of his mind telling him that something about her diction and cadence seems a bit too familiar not to mention her fashion sense, propensity for rambling, and maybe that more-than-slightly excessive enthusiasm in her eyes. All he really knows about his next regeneration's friends is that he lost Clara--and going by the evidence available, probably deserved it.

He's just a bit puzzled at her specifying humans, though--when's the last time he traveled with someone who looked human but wasn't? Ooh, that could be a really exciting thought! What if it's-]

...whot?!

[He stares for a long few seconds, peering into the video with a look of monumental bewilderment and exasperation.]

No.. no, no, come on..!



We're still not ginger?!

[For crying out loud, how much does he have to change to just get one simple thing?!?]

They DO send a considerable amount of time shouting at screens, don't they?

[nevercruel]

[The second that face pops up on her screen, the shock is immediately apparent. He practically gets through his entire range of emotions before she manages to catch her tongue again.]

Oh, stone the crows! What're you doin' here?!

[But of course, he has more pressing matters on his mind, and the way her nose curls before she grabs a bit of her own fringe and stares at it offendedly, she doesn't even seem to have noticed.]

No. AH, You're right! I was so busy worryin' about everything else, I hadn't even checked! Come on! [The looks she gives him is practically scathing, as if he's the one who did this to her.] Why'd you have to go an' point that out to me??? Now it's gonna be buggin' me all day!

Where are you? And what could have possibly brought us both here?

[ Video ]

[storiesofmyown]

[ Martha'd already been thinking the woman felt oddly familiar when she went mentioning a blue police box, and then she broke into a grin. Since the Doctor's previous regenerations hadn't been female that she knew of, stood to reason this one came after, yeah? ]

Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant you are. Oh but you would have to be blonde, that figures. Model yourself after your favorites, is it? Well, never mind that. Welcome to Genessia, Doctor. If your present companions are here, I haven't met them yet, but will an old one do?

[nevercruel]

[Well, if that face wasn't a welcome sight! The grin that spread across her face was wide enough that it threatened to stretch from ear to ear!]

Martha Jones! [And then she immediately tried to look offended, even though she couldn't stop smiling.] Hey, now! I'll have you know, I did nothing to influence this body!

[The way she shifted in the view of the camera, one could tell that she had just squared her shoulders and put her hand on her hip. Happiness and energy in Time Lord form.]

I would be very chuffed to have you along! Where are you? I'm still on the beach, if you know where that is.

[chambermusicandtenpins]

Ah, another Doctor! Welcome to Genessia. I'm afraid I've not seen any police boxes or anyone by that particular set of names, but I hope you'll enjoy your time here.

When she finds out WHO HE IS, OoooooooOOoooMG

[nevercruel]

Oh, thank yeh kindly. Seems I have some friends who may be able to help me find it, so good news!

By the by, you wouldn't know what brings us here by any chance, would you? [He was welcoming her, like a proper gentleman. Usually, that either meant someone who held themselves more respectably, or someone who had information. She would roll those dice.]