video, un: bowtiesaresupercool

[mmiab]

Hellooooooooooooooooooooo Nysans!

Nysans? El Nysans? El Nysonians? I don't know. Weird, this new planets lark, I'm out of practice, it's been a while. New planets! Fun!

Anyway. Hello. Occurred to me just now, and by just now I mean I'm bored and it's occurred to me before but I've been storing it up for an opportune moment, that there's a lot of you to whom I still haven't introduced myself! And since introducing myself can sometimes be a bit of a palaver, I'm going to go ahead and get through as many of you as I can with this one quick broadcast. Right. Here we go. Ready? Ready.

[ here, the stupid strange-faced bowtie-wearing man with the big grin who's staging a brief (I say brief...) takeover of your screens and attention takes a deeeeeep breath. rubs his hands together!!! grins again, and— ]

Hi! Hello. I'm the Doctor. Yes, the Doctor, not a doctor, though I'm one of those too, in many disciplines, none of them medical. Can still probably save you from losing a leg if I can get my hands on the right alien tech, though. Bit of a jack of all trades. Space and time travelling alien, to get that bit out of the way while we're at it. Two hearts. Legs. Okay? Okay.

While I'm here, let's play a getting to know you game. Yeah? [ a pause, in which he's waiting for an answer that he— apparently receives? from who, your guess is as good as mine. ] Hah hah. Yeah. Good. Getting to know you through the age old medium of word association! This is either going to be great fun or get very boring very quickly, so we'll see how it goes. It's the extended edition, rules are slightly different: for every word you give, you have to explain the link from the last one. However obvious.

Ready? Okay. Here we go. I'll give you a few choices for a starter. ... Train, story, sun, space, fashion, smile, or hope.

And we're off!

[ and he's... also off. (thank God????) good luck nysa... ]

Comments

video: starlord

[volumeone]

[...Shit, that's kind of a badass codename. It's all mysterious and easy to remember, rolls off the tongue, and Peter would've almost been jealous if he doesn't have a totally-just-as-cool one himself.]

Travel-piloting.

Piloting 'cause it's the best way to travel in space. Idea of sitting around like a bus passenger weirds me out.

[Mostly because he can't control his ride or the guns in case things go south. Which they do. A lot]

[mmiab]

[ starlord, what a U.N!! nice nice nice. also a lot of cool chat about space travel? good. ]

Oh, yeah, tell me about it. I get itchy console fingers when anyone else is in the driving seat.

Okay. Piloting to "ship". Because you need a ship if you're going to pilot it. Or a plane, I suppose, but I'm not an aviator. Can be, have been, but that's not my vessel of choice. So. Ship.

[volumeone]

Baby. Because the Milano's my girl and I'll keep repairing my ride no matter what.

[Peter so far has a mostily positive view of the Doctor. Motor mouth on the dude, but he can't be all that bad if he talks about piloting like that.]

three years late without starbucks, feel free to ignore

[mmiab]

— Sorry, I would keep playing, I'll get back to it, but I'd love to hear a bit more about her. The Milano.

[ it's - something about the topic touches close enough that he'd like to linger on it a while. ]