OOC! Ish!

[ladyoftime]

All right, you pups. Ready to sing your song? Okay, Luke?

Okay!

Okay, Koschei?

...Sure.

Okay, Doctor?



Doctor?




DOCTOR!

OKAY!


Christmas, Christmas time is near,
Time for toys and time for cheer!
We've been good, but we can't last;
Hurry, Christmas, hurry, fast!
Want a plane that loops the loop.
Me, I want a hula hoop!
We can hardly stand the wait,
Please, Christmas, don't be late!

Okay, guys, get ready. That was very good, Luke.

Thank you.

Very good, Koschei.

...Thanks.

Uh, Doctor, you were a little flat. Watch it. Uh, Doctor. Doctor. DOCTOR!

OKAY!

Want a plane that loops the loop!
I still want a hula hoop!
We can hardly stand the wait,
Please, Christmas, don't be late!
We can hardly stand the wait,
Please, Christmas, don't be late!

Don't we have a meme to post?


Tis the Season and all that! Let's have some fun before pre-Christmas retail and planning drives us all batty. And since we all know it's better to give than to receive...

Post the name of your character here and Eleven, Alt!Koschei, or Luke will give you a Christmas gift! I'll write what s/he gives you and how s/he gives it to you! (You can specify which pup you want giving you a gift or leave it up to chance.)

Oh, and no flash photography. Poor pups've been through enough without blinding them, too.


{Also, my apologies to all I owe tags to. I am sucking horribly at getting things tagged lately, and I know a few threads have been stalled from my end because I can't work out how they would react to the latest tag. /sheepish apology}

Comments

[kingcreevey]

It's still not Christmas yet!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

According to my mun, it's been Christmas since her choir started on the Christmas repertoire the end of last month.

[kingcreevey]

Does that mean we have to give people, um, fifty-five days of presents? Because that would take some time!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Not at all.

On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: a Zygon in a pear tree.

On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: two peacock coats, and a Zygon in a pear tree.

On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: three long scarves, two peacock coats, and a Zygon in a pear tree.

Etc. See? It's just a matter of maths! S = {consecutive counting objects}.

[kingcreevey]

I don't think fifty-five Zygons and pear trees would be a very practical present, Doctor!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

That's what re-gifting is for, Dennis!

[kingcreevey]

I don't think people will be happy if we keep taking their gifts away and giving them back, except they would be more happy than if we kept taking their gifts away and not giving them back, so maybe! I know wrapping spells!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Re-gifting to other people, Dennis. It supports the gift market. See?


Person A gives gift to Person B. Person B -> Person C. Person C -> Person G6, and Person G6 -> The Cousin Nobody Likes, Anyway. And his aunt gives him horrible fuzzy pink jim-jams that make their way to the edge of the galaxy in a universal game of hot potato, thus solidifying the Circle of Gifts. It's the Wheel of Fortune, the Leap of Faith, the Band of Hope 'til we find our place on the path unwinding, in the Circle, the Circle of Gifts.

[kingcreevey]

Ohhhhhh!! Well, that makes perfect sense!

Would you like a fake wand that turns into a rubber chicken?

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Do I look like a long-nosed blue Whatever, Dennis?

[kingcreevey]

Not really! Have you tried face-paint? They can do wonders with glamours these days!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

I don't want to look like a long-nosed blue Whatever, Dennis. I was making a point. The only creature that wants a fake wand that turns into a rubber chicken is a long-nosed blue Whatever. I hear the last one in existence is working on The Muppet Show.

[kingcreevey]

I like the frog! And the pig! And the grumpy old man! And Animal! And piiigs in spaaaaace! Also, Weasley Wizardly Wheezes does a roaring trade in fake wands, although mostly people use them to play pranks on other people, so I see where you're coming from with the whole creatures not wanting fake wands thing! But, right, you could take it and swap it for a Dalek gun and then they'd try to go EX-TERM-IN-ATE, EX-TERM-IN-ATE and instead they'd just be going CHICK-CHICK-CHICK-CHICK-CHICKEN!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

...

I think that's a very good idea, Dennis. Let's see if we can round up enough fake wands that turn into chickens for all the remaining Daleks in existence.

[kingcreevey]

Okay!!!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Left in Dennis's dormroom in Hogwarts (and didn't she have trouble getting in, even with use of the TARDIS) is a large box of CHOCOLATE DALEKS, badly-wrapped in blue-with-snowmen-on paper, and a white bow hanging on by a piece of scotch tape.

Nobody said she had to be a master gift-wrapper. Attached the box is a note: Enjoy! Just don't let them out of your dorm, or they'll exterminate your classmates' candy!
Happy Christmas!

-The Doctor

[kingcreevey]

Delivered November the 24th, because Dennis forgot that the TARDIS relative dating system counted from zero, by an owl in a Time-Turner, is an incredibly well wrapped TARDIS-blue box with a silver ribbon and bow and a little Santa card. (In fact, it's so incredibly well wrapped, the sonic screwdriver and possibly a laser spanner are going to be needed to get into it.)

The card reads,

Dear Doctor,

Travelling with you and the other you is the best gift ever, like having Christmas all the time, except without the temporal loop and the stuck gear-shift like those one times! I hope you have a very good Christmas and many happy old and new and sideways years!

Your companion,
Dennis N. M. N. Creevey

Inside the box is another, larger box of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes genuine fake wands and a large bag of chocolate frogs on which there is a label that once read "Dennis Creevey's Emergency Stash! Hands Off!" and now has "THE DOCTOR" written over the Dennis Creevey part in TARDIS-blue crayon. Under the bag and the boxes are a set of wizarding photos of each of the Doctor's companions and the Doctor's old selves.

On the back on the Santa card is also written:

PS: You will have been giving me Presidential permission to take the photos, so I will not haven't been breaking any laws!

[eleventh-doctor.livejournal.com]

Next Christmas (but actually mid-July because the Doctor got turned around somewhere in the 3058th century), Dennis wiol haven recieved a copy of Dr. Dan Streetmentioner's Time Traveler's Handbook of 1001 Tense Formations.

There wiol not haven beend a note.