RP: Log: Open Universe Voicemail Pseudo-Meme

[watch_is_me]

Right. You, whoever you might be, have reached the voicemail inbox...thing of the Doctor. Not a doctor—if you were looking for one of those, go call another number, my practice is full up and you're not getting in, even with a recommendation, thanks. If you're looking for the Doctor, you might have found him, but, blimey, there are a lot of us thes running about, so who's to know I'm your the?

Mm. Oh, yes, I'm the one who never met Rose.

[Off, as though speaking turned away from the phone] Oi, I am not a bitter old man, you take that back.

[Speaking into the phone again] Leave a tone after the beep. No, a message after the tone. Or the beep. A message after the tone-slash-beep-slash-your-onomatopoeiac-phrase-of-choice. Get on with it, I don't have to tell you how to do everything, do I?

Comments

[watch-is-me.livejournal.com]

[Doctor and TARDIS, BFF!]

It's why I'm traveling with my other self. He thinks he can help. I'm not sure it's one of our better ideas.

Oi, don't knock it. It's a real trick, surprising myself with the destination when I'm the one at the controls. 'Least I don't do it blindfolded. Or have I? Hm. Might have to try that.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[yes indeedy!]

Perhaps not. But I would rather something be done than you be in constant pain.

You have done it blindfolded. I ask you not do so again.

[watch-is-me.livejournal.com]

Well, it doesn't hurt. It's an...irritant. Like sand in an oyster, sans the pearls of wisdom.

Oh. ...Whilst standing on my head? Have I tried that yet?