[Voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

[An energetic, youthful voice crackles on the message board, broadcasting to anyone who'll listen. It sounds rather annoyed, though that quickly changes to enthusiastic amusement]

Alright, when’s this? This isn’t where I set the coordinates. The air smells… off. It’s an artificial world, isn’t it? Ah-hah, so that’s it. Right, then. I'm the Doctor; what seems to be the problem here? And don’t tell me there isn’t; I know trouble when I see it, and this is definitely troublesome. No, not the end of the uni – ah, maybe. But that’s alright, I’ve done this before, I’ll do it again. It’s the universe; something’s got to happen. So, then, what is it? Is there despair? Danger? Is the tea getting cold? Blimey, I hate it when that happens.

I can reset the TARDIS coordinates to five minutes past Amelia later. This is brilliant! New-old world where something’s not quite right; classic.

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[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

... I do seem to get that a lot.

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

Wonderful, absolutely wonderful! Every single cell? Haaaaaah... Haaaaaaah...! So it's similar to a reincarnation after all. But so much more complex! Aah~ to see such a magnificent thing with my own eyes...!

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

You're not going to any time soon; I've just regenerated. But it is something, yes.

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

Mn... But maybe a sample from each... If only I had full access to my lab!

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

Your lab? What's in your lab?

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

My drills, tables with proper restraints, chemicals used for various purposes, missiles, tranquilizers, my experiments, and most importantly, my video games.

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

Video games are pretty important, but the weapons... why do you need those?

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

Heheh... You just don't know the joy of properly installed missiles, lasers, and rocket punches.

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor's voice remains pleasant, but there's a coolness to it now]

I wouldn't say they're joys. As long as you don't use them, I suppose...

[there's also a hint of an "or else"]

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

...What's wrong with that? Missiles are cool. Implanting them in various subject's kneecaps is better.

What's with the sudden change in tone?

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

I'm going to tell you something, and I'm only going to say it once because I'm not in the habit of intentionally repeating myself.

No weapons, not ever. Not while I'm around.

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

...Huh? What are you talking about? I don't even have a proficiency in fists.

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

You won't need to, not as long as I'm here.

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

I don't need any help with anything. And I like my sword. I'm not getting rid of it.

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

[Silence for a few moments, then]

And what's so bad around here that you need all of that?

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

Aside from the things that try to take your heart? A shady Organization hiding behind the scenes, a group of people who took over City Hall, and a bunch of other, annoying people.

Besides, it's mine. That's all there is to it.

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

Things that try to... and what are they? Who's the Organization, exactly? And who's in City Hall? This is starting to sound like a novel.

[there's the hint of coolness again] Just you be careful.

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

They're called Heartless. They appear when darkness in your heart completely takes over. And they steal the hearts of others... for some reason. Those spawn Nobodies, which are heartless beings devoid of emotion. Some of them are humanoid and those humanoids comprise the Organization, which is the group in control of the city. There are also Lumens, but I haven't had enough time to study them.

As for the people in City hall, it seems to change a lot. There's this Maleficent person there, though.

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

Heartless, you say? Lumens? That all sounds a bit Dis -

[he trails off, contemplating, then speaks again, half-amused, half disbelieving]

... Oh, you're kidding me.

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

What are you talking about now?

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

No. No way. The candlelabra, the genie, those voices, and now Maleficent?

Blimey! [he laughs, clearly delighted by the prospect] Now I really have been everywhere!

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

You actually know all of those crazy people?!

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

[laughing as he speaks] I know of them, and you wouldn't believe where!

[voice]

[madsciencemaou.livejournal.com]

You're actually happy to see these people?!

[voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

You've got to admit, it's amazing. This place! I love it!