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[The Doctor appears on the Plane, a mixture of utterly confused, and mildly annoyed] Oi! Bit more of an explanation would be nice! What sort of machine... [and he trails off when he notices the stars and galaxies, his expression turning to one of manic delight]

Fantastic! [walks around a bit, relieved to find that he is not falling through space, before noticing something] ...Hang on, this is all a bit wrong. Like some idiot cut up the universe and pasted it back together, but they’ve got no idea where anything goes. [digs through his pockets and eventually pulls out a red sharpie and a pad of paper, drawing out some proper star charts, and sticking them onto the “floor” of the Plane with duct tape. Because it holds the universe together.]

See? Not terribly complicated, is it? I’m sure you lot could fix it up this “machine” of yours with a bit of jiggery-pokery in no time. [crosses his arms] I’d fix it myself, but I’ve sort of got things to do, places to see, etc. So if someone wouldn’t mind showing me the way out, I’d appreciate it, thanks. [ waits for some kind of response] ...Ah. Maybe a bit of bribery? I’ve got...erm...[digs around in his pockets again, and pulls out a banana] ...a banana? Good source of potassium, bananas. [another pause] That’s never going to work, is it?

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[Dino..hasn't meet any other Doctors yet and isn't that startled by sometimes odd sounding titles or names anyway. Hitmen in his world love them.] I'm Dino Cavallone. So..it's just 'The Doctor'?

[ahah Nine is not a hitman, really. He just pretends to be tough :|b] Yep, just "The Doctor." Anything else I ought to know about this place, Dino?

[Dino likes to be careful about these things though. But basic information is no biggie really] Let see...this place is a kind of meeting point between worlds. It's also an experiment of some sort being run by a pair of creepy twins and woman. They occasional like to pick people out to serve as test subjects for more personal experiments.

[frowns] What sort of experiments?

The experiments seem to be random. There isn't really a pattern to who they choose or even the kind of experiment the do. They've messed with people ages, turning them younger or older. They've also done things, like messing with memories or even our worlds. I guess they want to see how we react to things.

They want a reaction? [grins, but it's more threatening than anything else] They're gonna get one.

[Can't help smiling a back a bit] If you're thinking about going after them, I should warn you that they're not that easy to find.

[shrugs] Believe me, I've got a knack for finding trouble. Centuries of practice.

[That makes him blink but only for a moment] Centuries? You're older than you look.

Much older, yep. 900 years, to be exact. [and he's actually shaving off a couple hundred years or so there, but he'll never admit it :|]

[A mixture of disbelief and shock cross his face for a moment then Dino laughs and shakes his head] Why does anything that happens here even surprise me anymore?

[chuckles] That's just the tip of the iceberg. [pauses] Ended up clinging to one of those once, wasn't half cold.