The Doctor ♣ Eleven (
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asgardmeridiem2014-03-01 08:37 pm
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[OPEN] I'm still cooking
Who: The Eleventh Doctor and YOU
What: The Doctor's gotten cursed and comes from right after regenerating from Ten to Eleven. Fun times ensue.
When: Day 411
Where: All over Asgard?!
Rating: G?
[ Falling out of the TARDIS and ending up here is a little disorienting. Or is that the regeneration? Maybe a bit of both.
After checking out the new bracelet thing and contacting the network, he starts wandering. He's very notably raggedy (also wet), with tears in his trousers and shirt. And are there singes? And for anyone who's seen him around or knows him, there's a distinct lack of bow tie, replaced with a regular old tie. What?
Really, with how bad his motor skills are, it's only a matter of time before he runs into someone. ]
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What: The Doctor's gotten cursed and comes from right after regenerating from Ten to Eleven. Fun times ensue.
When: Day 411
Where: All over Asgard?!
Rating: G?
[ Falling out of the TARDIS and ending up here is a little disorienting. Or is that the regeneration? Maybe a bit of both.
After checking out the new bracelet thing and contacting the network, he starts wandering. He's very notably raggedy (also wet), with tears in his trousers and shirt. And are there singes? And for anyone who's seen him around or knows him, there's a distinct lack of bow tie, replaced with a regular old tie. What?
Really, with how bad his motor skills are, it's only a matter of time before he runs into someone. ]
((OOC: Despite the written set-up, this a catch-all log for my one-day Eleventh Hour curse, and there can be scenes outside of this. You're very free to use it though! If you want to do something else, feel free to PM me or pp/ping me on
There's also a network post! Which you're free to check out.))
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He was just going to leave quietly (or less so - he was about to trip on the stairs, there), but. Apparently not. ]
Oh, hello! Sorry, is this your house?
[ He points over his shoulder with his thumb. ]
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What a silly sort of question you've gone and asked. Is this because you've not had breakfast yet?
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[ Already? ]
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...Yes? You invited her, daddy, why wouldn't she live here?
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Sorry, what was that?
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Daddy are you feeling alright? Besides being... completely drenched and missing your bow tie. Did you hit your head?
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[ He points at her, and snatches the towel. And stares. ]
Daddy?
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Um... yes? You... adopted me, you and the TARDIS.
Don't... don't you recognize me, Doctor?
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[ What is happening? ]
I think we might have gotten our timelines tangled.
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Was the Doctor cursed to forget?
Alice was pulling at her fingers. She needed to think. She needed to call Eight or one of the other Doctors. The Doctor seemed to know who River Song was and he seemed to know who he was. But... not her. She grabbed Eleven's hand,
But he really didn't remember <>her? She looked up at him and saw absolutely no recognition.
She bowed her head trying to think, trying to figure out what to make of such a situation.]
No... here Time is a very linear thing.
[She didn't know what to make of this, what to make of him. Maybe she should call Eight?]
Do you really... not know who I am?
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No. I'm sorry, but I really don't. Something's--
[ He pulls his hand out of hers, stumbles to the side and bumps into the table as he presses a hand to his chest. Grips his shirt with a strangled noise of pain. And he goes down on his knee and breathes. ]
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DOCTOR!
[She crouches down next to him.]
Doctor! Doctor are you alright?!
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[ He's quick to answer, at least, and punches once at his chest once before he straightens up some. Only to flop down on his behind. But at least he's still sitting up. And he puts a hand on her head because, really, he's all right.
As all right as he can be after that kind of regeneration. ]
I am. Just not done yet. But I will be, don't worry.
[ He manages a weak smile. ]
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She was quick to go by his side and tried not to break down into tears because her father collapsed again and he didn't remember her and what on earth was going on?]
What do you mean you're not done! And don't lie about being alright!
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In fact, thanks to the anesthesia given to his previous incarnation on the operating table, he almost didn't regenerate at all.
So...yes, he's rather calm when he steps in the door. Though, that stuff with expelling regeneration energy does still throw him off a bit.]
Alice? Doctor?
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These cupboards are rubbish. Don't we have any apples in this house--
[ Well, at least he has settled into it apparently being his, too, quickly enough.
And he just found apples, and gives a noise of triumph as he takes it out, whirls around and takes a bite.
Only to promptly spit it out. ]
Eugh. That's disgusting.
[ He holds it up in front of him. Squints. ]
How dare you look like an apple and taste that disgusting?
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What are you doing, you don't even like apples!
[She looked to Eight, maybe he could further explain.]
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He looks down to Alice, hoping this explanation makes sense.]
We're a bit strange when we recently regenerate, Alice. It's bound to happen when your cells rearrange themselves. It takes a while for them to settle back down again. The gods seem to think it's funny to revert him to just after regenerating.
You're lucky. I was far worse off than this. I didn't even know who I was.
[He makes a face and looks at Eleven.]
Why don't you just wait and eat later? After you've stopped...you know...
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[ He swoops over to the fridge and opens that instead. ]
I need something. Something ...
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Fish fingers and custard, perhaps? [She knew it was his favorite, it's why it was always kept in the ice box at all times. She just wondered if he even would like the idea.]
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This is one part of the gods' ways that I can't understand. But don't worry, there isn't anything really wrong with him, and he should be fine in no time. We'll just have to stick this out until it goes away.
[Wait...what? He turns a disgusted look to Eleven.]
Fish fingers and custard?
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[ He swipes his arms out, and turns abruptly to Alice because hang on. ]
What did you say?
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Um... fish fingers and custard? It's your favorite. [She let go of Eight's hand to go get the items out of the ice box.] Sir, would you like to stay for tea while I feed daddy?
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[He really wants to look at Eleven like he's a lunatic, but then he remembers how he was when he first regenerated and...well... he has no room to talk.]
Fish fingers and custard, though? That sounds...disgusting.
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[ He squints up at the ceiling. Fish fingers and custard. Hm.
And then lights up, snaps his fingers and points at her. ]
Yes! Just what I need!
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