All or Nothing at All

[championoftime]

Hello, I'm the Doctor.

[He pops off his hat in greeting to the camera, eyebrows shooting up with the gesture and then replaces it.]

Yes, another one, I know. But we're really not all the same are we? We have our own ticks and habits above similarities. Sometimes I think we're all squabbling siblings vying for the same body rather than an individual. Something that I occasionally reflect on. [He rolls the "R" in "reflect" thickly.]

Anyway, the Admiral informed me that more of me might be meandering about here, so I'll assume that most of you are at least vaguely acquainted with who I am. Whether you believe me to be an "old geezer" I've gotten that one a few times or the one with the scarf, it is still me. But all of you I haven't had the pleasure of making acquaintances with.

So, introduce yourselves! No time likes to give presents.

Comments

[championoftime]

Oh! You like the title, too? I enjoy it. Makes tinkering with things seem a bit more special. [Oh, the naive benefit of the doubt...] I'll go for Dr. John Smith if the others haven't claimed it. My granddaughter rather liked a singer who used that as his moniker.

[requiresssacrifice]

Oh, yes, I absolutely agree. Not to mention, it commands quite the air of authority. Here, however, it led others to mistake me for, well, you.

I'm not familiar with that singer, but it's a pleasure to meet you, Doctor.

[championoftime]

And not any one version of me, either. So what sort of Doctoring is it that you do, Dr. Lewis? The sort with bodies, the sort with machines, or the sort with heads.

[requiresssacrifice]

A little bit of all of the above. Science can be so... versatile.

[championoftime]

[You sound very earnest about that versatility sir. Let me counter your dramatics.] Yes, especially with a precise recipe for peanut brittle which is inevitably erred in the making. Even with specifics.