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[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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[continued loud angered breaths]

Why?

I can help.

[sarcastically sentimental] Can you, Doctor?

[back to serious tone] If you did, I wouldn't know how to live with myself. Now, I asked why, and you can't pretend you don't know the meaning of the question.

I can try.

[a long pause, then he sighs] I know.

Does it need saying?

[disgusted]

You...you had to go on.

Yeah, I did.

You had to go on.

And yet, "you" is also here.

You always...ALWAYS HAD TO WIN, DOCTOR.

[annoyed]

Well, it's not like I meant to be here! Don't be so thick.

And still stupid enough to think I care? You haven't changed a bit. Maybe you're the same cowardly Doctor I've always known.

[The Doctor remains silent for a few moments, with a barely-audible sigh following]

Of course I've changed. Time changes everything.

You should know that by now.

You're right for once. You're even more idiotic than before.

Stop competing; we all know you've beaten me for thickness.

Why are you doing this?

I don't know; it can be hard to keep track. You'll have to specify which "this" you're talking about.

Changing face. Never dying, but always dying.

That's supposed to be me.

That's not how it works.

Tell me then, if you know so much, Doctor, how should it work?

You tell me.

Remember what happened when you went past your regenerative cycle?

Nothing. Silence.

It was gorgeous, Doctor. Blacker than those skies in Utopia.

But just as soon as I was in, the drums came back. And I saw Lucy again. Remember her?

And now the drums have come back.

... Yeah, I remember Lucy. [does he ever]

She helped bring me back. She helped me get this way. So proud, aren't you, Doctor? You converted her.

Did I really?

At once devoted to me and my empire, and all at once, she shoots me.

Still, she's old news now.

All at once? I do recall seeing a bruise on her face.

Is she? Why is that?

I said, "She's old news."

I'm here now. Here I am, Doctor. Here you are. What does that mean then?