[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]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

A life? I've had my life. Now, I'm ready to take another life and another life and her life and his life and everyone's lives for my own.

[Voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

Give it up, already! You always fail in the end, Master. And who stops you? Me.

Right, so have fun with that.

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

You don't do anything, you dumb hero. Did you shoot me? No. Did you reverse the Immortality Gate? No. Time Lords, stupid humans, but never you. If we were to duel, face to face, and head to head, do you really think you would be so boastful?

[Voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

So you remember that, do you? Good, no spoilers to worry about. But you know I can stop you.

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

Got your TARDIS then? Or your Sonic?

[Voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

I've got everything I need.

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

Neither? I hope you've packed more than some paper and a bag of jelly babies.