[audio feed initiated
Is anybody out there? What's this, no video?
[sounds of fidgeting and a weird whirring/whistling noise, then the Doctor appears... or rather, his screwdriver, with a rather bright green light. Then it moves away and the Doctor inspects the device in his hand, eyeing it rather like a bird stares at a mirror.
, yes. That's very... good.
[Suddenly! Holds a finger up, as if he has a point to make.
] Ah! Let's see. Looks like America--New York, maybe? Mid-21st century... [And now he sticks that finger in his mouth and holds it up, as if testing the breeze.
] 2010, that's right. The City, then--ohoho, that's brilliant
, that is. Gotta love a... city.
I'm the Doctor, by the way. Some of you may remember me. Some of you may not. Some
of you may wonder why there is a man staring
at you from the other side of your communicators calling himself a Doctor. [A pause, and a thoughtful look.
] You're not the only one. In any case--
[At this point the camera shifts as he apparently stands and begins to walk away, communicator still in hand. Unfortunately he then stumbles and faceplants onto the street, dropping the device.
] Only one heart working. No problem, I'll be right as rain in a moment.
[He gropes for the communicator to turn it off.
] Geronimo![OOC; SO since he died, the Doctor came back without only one heart beating, which basically makes him a useless babbling lump of Time Lord. He also came back with his TARDIS, but it has locked him out and probably vorped off to some remote region when he tried to get in. Somebody come pick up the tweed jacketed hobo?]