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[championoftime]

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[The Doctor faces the camera of his journal towards himself with a determined, serious expression. He holds up one finger.]

I've got quite a bit on my mind, and I'd prefer not to lose my temper... however-

[He turns it away, to show his TARDIS painted pink.]

I know the old girl wouldn't choose to do this to herself! Who's responsible?! Someone must be, because usually I can simply move into the vortex with her and when she returns her appearance is restored from whatever graffiti and defacement has occurred. This has been positively impossible to remove.

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[peter_vincent]

Well. It's not a slutty red or a macho orange. Pink is right between innocence and love. No wrong impression there at all.

[championoftime]

The last time she was pink, she was surrounded by fear. She was in a place that was filled with things meant to be delightful, and they painted her pink as part of their theme. Anyone who wasn't happy, they murdered.

She's a little hesitant about the hue now.

[peter_vincent]

...Why would you even go to a place like that?

[Point. Missing it.]

[championoftime]

It was on the way. [On the way where, Doctor? Just ignore him.]

omg that layout is beautiful! *just noticed, yus*

[peter_vincent]

Do you really expect me not to ask more about it? C'mon, now.

[championoftime]

[He's actually surprised.]

Most people don't.

[But!] She has a tendency to stop in locations that are in periods of historical strife, that she wants to be set right, I suppose. With me, she prefers ones that are emotionally or psychically disruptive; where people create emotionally charged barriers with the force of their numbers.

[peter_vincent]

Yes, well, most people didn't wake up from a month-long coma inside her, either.

[Pause.] At least I don't think so.

[Moving on!] Okay, so on the way to some world in need of a hug and a band-aid, a detour in the place with happy-murdering... things like drunk Oompa Loompas. That actually makes sense in a strange way.

curse you, LJ theme! Where did I get the base that I altered!

[championoftime]

Only when the conditions are appropriate. [HAHAHA yes he's not going to be mentioning that. Dooptydoo.]

That is precisely what happened, down to a derange Candy Man executioner who tried to boil us in vat of molten confection.

style credit might help.. maybe?

[peter_vincent]

Aside from the odd clone, what other reason could there be? [He really should learn not to ask questions like that.]

[championoftime]

Alien flower pollen. TARDIS giving birth. Hard knock to the head during a fight. Struck with a staser...

[The list can go on.]

[peter_vincent]

Whoah, wait, back up a second. That thing can give birth? Suppose that explains why she's a she, but I don't even want to think about the mating process.

[...Except now he is. Dammit!]

[championoftime]

I travelled with an android, once... she decided she liked him.

He was destroyed by my oldest enemy and I knew it wounded her after she tried so adamantly to protect him., so she grew an offspring, in a nursery, based off his construction and ability to mimic people.

There's nothing quite like happening upon an infant version of yourself in a room the TARDIS made by surprise.