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the doctor [eleventh]

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[The feed cuts in on a console room. A very exuberant voice echos from the other side of the room, growing louder as he hops closer]

Alright alright I know I said they were ant people but I had no idea they were actually ant sized ant people. It didn't say anything about it on the brochure... that I saw... [He spins into view, waving a hand.] whenIskimmedit but! [He shoots a cheeky smirk at his companions] Now you can honestly say you've had an entire planet look up to you!

[He laughs, grinning as he turns to look at his scanner... and sees something entirely unexpected.] Hullo. What's this? [He taps a finger on the screen]

A live feed? [Frowning slightly he plays with the knobs and settings to no avail. Finally he pulls out his screwdriver, scanning the whole thing. With a flick of the wrist he flips it open and surveys the readings] It seems the TARDIS has been connected to some sort of internet feed.

[He looks up, squinting at the screen] Who's out there?

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Oh, you're back.

[He blinks. Whoa. This is trippy. And not something that's usually supposed to happen. Belgium and all that.]

Well now this is a surprise. Usually when I talk to myself I'm the only one there.

Back? That would mean I've been here before.... or will be here since... That's interesting.

Well, you'd better get used to it, the one with the cricket and celery's here too. No need to worry about Belgium though, I'm from a splinter timeline and in any case, this place mitigates most of the usual negative effects of having different timelines and universe interacting with each other the way they do here. 'Course, it replaces those with viruses, but that's a whole different kettle of fish.

Yeah, back. You were here before by our count at least, whether it was a different you or whether you've just lost your memory of it is a different matter. Ask Rory, see if you can get timelines straight.

He is? Or... I am? Oh this is brilliant! Separate timelines all converging together over a transdimensional internet connection. The possibilities are endless. Well, aside from the obvious fact that none of this should exist at all. You said you're from a "Splinter timeline." How has it splintered? What's happened?

[He makes a mental note to ask Rory about all that. But in the meantime he's just thoroughly enjoying talking to his younger self.]

Other than me having been here for five years and all the changes that would have made to our personal timeline, you mean? I... well, sort of ended up surviving my regeneration. [ WOW THIS IS AN AWKWARD CONVERSATION TO HAVE ] I don't mean that it malfunctioned or anything, you're still around bothering the Ponds and doing who knows what, but... the TARDIS and the community converted me into data somehow while the regeneration was happening and I spent about three months floating around inside the community's coding before people pulled me out. Kind of like what happened with the Library, only I wasn't in there for a hundred years. 'Course, it means I'm a bit of a temporal anomaly now...

Interesting. So some of the energy from the regeneration was siphoned off in order to preserve you in a sort of cyber petrie dish until you were ready to pop out and become part of the universe again.

[He's leaning veeeeeeeery close to the screen, looking Ten over as he talks. Oh if his screwdriver could only read through the feed. After a moment he smiles]

Yes, well, temporal anomalies are no stranger to us, hmm? Have you had any side effects from the process?

Not that I can tell, or at least, nothing obvious anyway. It's only been about a year, so if we're thinking more long-term it might still be too early to say for sure.

Mmm true. Something like this could take centuries for side effects to pop up.

[Oh that's got him thinking]

How long are people generally connected to this community? Is there any consistency or is it random?

Seems fairly random. Or well, more or less. That's actually something me and a friend are looking into right now, what it is that determines the length or reliability of one's connection. Some people like me have been here for years, others only stick around for a few months if that. We've got a few theories about it, but nothing concrete at the moment... one of the most frustrating but intriguing things about this place, really; you can stick around for ages but just when you think you're closer to understanding it, it turns out you're not at all.

This entire thing seems like a dangerous idea wrapped up in nonsense and mystery. [Hello pot, this is the kettle.] What concerns me more is these viruses Rory told me about. The fact that it can alter people to that degree through an interdimensional internet connection. Something that has that much power generally leads to something far worse than haphazardly swapping emotions around.

Well. It's been five years, and we've had some pretty terrible ones, I'll give you that. Alternate futures, people believing they only had one day left to live, good people going bad for a few days, false pregnancy scares... Not only that, but the community seems to actively resist any attempt anyone makes at trying to get rid of them or alter its code somehow. There's been a few attempts, and one time it actually went and unleashed an actual computer virus in retaliation. I've got a suspicion that it's kind of like a necessary side-effect of so many realities colliding in one place, all that energy has to go somewhere to stop everything imploding in on itself like we both know it should have done by now, but the thing is I've got no real way of proving it because the one who set the place up in the first place is long gone, and I don't even think she knew what it was she'd inadvertently activated to begin with.

[His eyebrows shoot up]

You know who created the community? How did she do it? If she didn't intend for it to be this what did she want it to be in the first place? Just some way to reach out and touch someone? ... as it were.

Your suspicion is a good theory. The energy of all of these worlds and times overlapping could cause rips in the fabric of time itself. It could blow a hole the size of... [He types in the typewriter on the console for a moment, the shock clear on his face as the results stream across the screen] Well let's just say it would be quite a bit larger than Belgium. The cracks in time formed by the TARDIS exploding were nothing compared to the potential fallout from this community.

[he pauses, thinking]

If she's gone what's maintaining it? Unless it's grown self sufficient enough to begin maintaining itself in which case there may be an even more volatile possibility on the horizon.

As far as I know, she just wanted to set up a website she and her friends could use to keep in touch with each other. Completely innocent really, although I must confess I never met her; just talked to some people who did and put things together that way.

I think you might be right about it becoming self-sufficient, though. I mean, like I said I spent some time inside the coding near the start of last year, and it's some fascinating stuff. That's leaving aside the rogue AIs that sometimes set up shop inside it, and let me tell you, some of them aren't the kind you'd want to meet in a dark--

[ and then his brain engages with something else he said, and he stops mid-flow, spluttering ] Wait, hang on, did you say the TARDIS exploded?

[ PRIORITIES. ]

So she just set up a website and it took up a life of its own. That's curious. I can't help but wonder if she attempted to set it up with an AI of sorts without completely understanding what might happen or where it would go. That would be the simplest explanation for what's happened here. Unless of course something got in her computer itself and latched onto this as a means to connect with other times and places and people, but for what purpose? It doesn't seem to be drawing energy or anything like that.. maybe some kind of social experiment?

[Sorry, did you ask something? He's lost in his own train of thought... and probably will continue to be unless he's interrupted]

[ oh my goodness self get your priorities straight!! impatiently: ]

Yes yes, it wouldn't surprise me either if it was some sort of social experiment given the kinds of demographics we have making up the userbase, but can we put that on hold for just one second while we talk about the TARDIS exploding while you were in charge of her?

[What? Figuring out how this place out is a priority! The TARDIS blew up like a century ago. Geez]

Hmmm? Oh, that. That wasn't my fault! All of the races we'd ever defeated got together at Stonehenge and stuck me in the Pandorica because they thought I was going to destroy the universe because cracks were forming all through time and space due to the TARDIS exploding and, well, destroying everything. The thing none of them realized - and you know if they'd actually listened to me for once I could have stopped the entire event before it happened - was that I wasn't the one flying the TARDIS, nor was I the one who caused it to explode. Long story short [too late] Wibbly wobbly timey wimey I got out, found a fez, saved River, got shot by a Dalek and shot the Pandorica into the heart of the exploding TARDIS thereby starting the Big Bang all over again and erasing myself from the universe.

Thankfully Amy had the good sense to remember me just in time to dance at her and Rory's wedding. [He claps his hands, twirling in place, gesturing to the console room around him] And here we are.

[ his eyebrows would be in orbit by now if they weren't attached to his face. ]

... Right. That's... [ he gapes, closes his mouth, opens it again, and then thinks better of it. ] All in all, a little more excitement than our average Saturday then.

A great deal more, yes.

[It's as if as switch is flipped. All the enthusiasm drops from his voice as he thinks about that fateful day.]

And to think that of all those centuries listening to the tales of the Pandorica and the ultimate warrior it contained... The entire time it was a carefully woven trap throughout time and space to lure me there to put me inside. Granted, the "warrior" who ended up in the Pandorica for 2000 years is a warrior of a different sort but still befitting the grand title I'd think.

I'm still having trouble wrapping my head around the Pandorica being more than just a story, never mind it being built for us. And mind you, that's after having a chat with Rory about it a few months ago. Must say, he neglected to mention that little tidbit...

So hang on a sec, if you weren't in there for 2000 years, then-- [ and then it seems to hit him as he connects the conversation he'd had with Rory to the one he's having now. ] Oh... it was Amy, wasn't it?

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