1st Regeneration [Video]

[justthedoctor]

[The first place he went when he woke up in this strange, barren, mechanical world was right out to that junk pile he'd been told non-living things were dumped once they were brought here.

He's been searching for hours, and by the time he sits down to rest, he's covered in grime and filth and looking tattered and grouchy when he activates the communication device he was given.]

So. I wouldn't suppose any of you great, big, metal blokes would've seen a comparably-tiny blue box layin' about, would yah? About 7, oh, 8 feet high on the outside, much much bigger on the inside, with two little doors and a few windows all around, and a light right on top. She's my TARDIS, an' I'd really like 'er back. Don't go anywhere without 'er - well, guess you could say I can't go anywhere without 'er - she's my ship. Been together a long time, me an' her.

Oh. An' if Donna Noble's muckin' about, I'd really like it if someone could direct her to me, or vice versa. You out there, Donna? If you're in the TARDIS, send me a signal if you please. Be nice t'get back home. Oi, an' don't go muckin' with the controls! Don't want you gettin' lost in time an' space, you hear me???

[Gruff demeanor aside, it's obvious whoever, where-ever, and whenever Donna Noble is, he's actually pretty worried about her. He huffs softly to himself, glancing around the junk pile, and then back at the datapad after a moment of contemplation.]

Don' suppose any'a you great, big, metal blokes would have any bananas would you? I'm feelin' a little peckish and I ain't had anything to eat since I got here.

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[justthedoctor]

Maybe. [Though he sighs.] Though I'd been hopin' t'find them an' be gone before it came to that.

Aaand...yeah, you would be correct. Not from Earth, though I've lived there a long time now. [Truth be told, he's usually not so forth-coming with information on himself, but the instant he'd woken up and started hearing word of "Primes" and "Cybertron" and all those other little words that pinged memories of amusing little kid's shows on Earth, he'd realized there was probably little need for secrecy. And being on another planet with a race of techno-organic creatures who were being swarmed by off-worlders meant one more alien was probably just one more alien, regardless of if it was the same as the others.] From a planet named Gallifrey, though I doubt your starmaps have any record of it. Not much left of it to map out even if we were in a Universe it existed in. I look human on the outside, but the genetic and physiological makeup gets a little muddled if you try an' compare us from a scientific standpoint. Lemme tell you, it's caused quite a few problems over the years. Can't list the number of times a medical doctor's seen me an' thought he could help me only t'screw it up!

[Don't even get him started on anesthetics and heart surgeries. He still has flashbacks to San Francisco, thankyouverymuch.]

[invisiblepinkboat]

If it was that easy, I think most of us would be gone already, even if the technology is somewhat lacking... But we've got scientists, so the biggest issue, I suppose, is actually getting the resources made into the parts needed...

[She taps her chinguard thoughtfully and then shakes her helm. Probably a bit harder than that, unfortunately.]


Ah, no, can't say I've heard of that planet... But that sounds frustrating, not to talk about dangerous. You can't reveal you're not human, I take it?

[Much like what they had to do on Earth/populated worlds.]