{ video } | Yule be Home for Christmas - w/ #TeamTARDIS

[attackbrows]

[ The brain video feed turns on, revealing a very charming and handsome young man sitting in front of the camera wearing a pair of sunglasses. Where’d he get those glasses from? Ray-Ban could never!

It looks like he’s sitting in one of the residential rooms that appear to be somewhat polished, save for the packaged meat sitting behind one bed. ]

Well? Come on, then! And maybe don’t look so cross, you know, show them a little holiday spirit! Should we get you the hat? We should get you the hat —

Shut it! I know what I’m doing.

[ An exasperated sigh can be heard to the side that sounds eerily Clara-esque. ]

And what’s all that about?! Why am I the one delivering this? Just get flappy bird to do it! Why can’t we send them an e-mail? Or one of those carrier pigeons?

What pigeons, Doctor?

Hold on a tick — did we get pigeons in our item drop? That’d be brilliant, eh? We’d hardly need these communications devices, oh! Oh, I could show Alina —

No! Now, stop it! You’re distracting yourself.

[ In a few moments, the Doctor (the cute one) is looking off to the side with his eyes slightly squinted. ]

Read. The… Yes! Yes! I know!

[ The Doctor (the incredibly smooth and sexy one) starts sifting through a short stack of index cards in his hands. ]

Hello. This is the Doctor. You know? The incredibly tall and sauve one. Not the old, crinkly man who is currently reading this messa--

[ His eyes immediately shoot up to show his predecessor the meanest of mugs.

There’s an audible “Ow!” heard offscreen, followed by Clara reaching over to grab that first card. You can clearly see the internal struggle the Doctor (the one who is serving Einstein meets Beethoven realness) is going through. Like a child being tasked to wash the dishes or having to kiss their granny. ]

These past few months have been incredibly difficult and tiresome, but I assure you all are doing a brilliant job. This is the part where you give them a thumbs up and a smile.

[ ...Skipping that part. ]

Given that we’ve spent over 500-some odd hours together on this station, me, Clara and the old bat who looks like a grey dusty tumbleweed reading this messa—

[ Tossing that away! ]

—Would like to invite you all to celebrate Christmas with us. For all of my non-Earth friends, it is a special holiday most humans like to spend together. There will be plenty of food and fizzy drinks to go around. There will also be tree-mendous decorations. Stop for laughter. [ … ] I snow hope you will all able to join us.

I love you all from my head to my mistletoe.

[ After all that is read, the Doctor promptly reaches for a brick and clutches it against his chest and lets out a sigh of relief. From somewhere off-camera, there’s a series of claps, maybe applause? Maybe a fly somehow made it onto the station? (No it’s definitely applause, joined with a ‘See that wasn’t so hard now, was it?’) ]

Doctor!

Can I have my crisps now?

[ ooc note: threadhopping is a go!

color key: clara = orange, the doctor (11) = blue, the doctor (12) = purple ]

[ ooc update: You can find the Christmas Party log HERE!!! ]

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Voice. un: Kirigan

[cruelyethuman]

Why are we celebrating earth holidays.

[bossily]

The Doctor loves Christmas. [Yeah, that's the only explanation she's got.]

If you'd like to celebrate something from your home, I'd love to take part.

[cruelyethuman]

What is Christmas the celebration of exactly?

That is very kind of you, but I hardly think the station needs to learn about the Ravkan saints.

[bossily]

It started as a religious holiday. But you'll find people who treat it as a secular thing too. I grew up thinking it was just a time for friends and family to get together and share food and exchange presents. But really, it's a time to be thankful for everything you've got. I get that now that I'm older and I've lost my mother. Sometimes I think I'd give anything to have her back just for one more Christmas.

I'd like to learn about the Ravkan saints, by the way. If you're willing to teach me.

[cruelyethuman]

I am sorry for your loss.

What sort of religion celebrates with pine trees and snow, and apparently yet another party. Earth seems very keen on parties.

Of course. If you really wish to learn, I am willing to tell you all about our saints and the cruelty of fate in my home world.

[bossily]

I've been to countless other planets. It's not just Earthlings that enjoy an excuse to party. But yeah, I'm genuinely interested. Stories about the cruelty of fate are a personal favorite.

[cruelyethuman]

Is that so.

Very well, I can find time to tell your about the saints of my home world and why they are all rubbish.

audio — un: the.doctor ;

[lateness]

Oh, well, you must be loads of fun at parties.

[cruelyethuman]

No one is fun at parties and I am not a performing animal. The only true fun of every party, is that they inevitably end.

[lateness]

I'm fun at parties — and an attitude like that, no one would want you at their party anyway!

[ What. A. Downer. ]

[cruelyethuman]

Are you, now.

Isn't this your party? Does that mean that I am unwanted to this- festive cheer, celebrating pine trees?

[lateness]

Well — yes. It's our party, all of us. [ They're just fancy facilitators. ] Besides, I meant in general! With partygoers! And other parties!

[ This is absolutely a word that is losing its meaning, the more he repeats it. Words are funny like that, aren't they? ]

Celebrating pine trees! Hah! [ Please. ] It's much more than that, I assure you — there's gifts and candy and biscuits and people! Really, that's the most important bit. The people. [ An exasperated mumble is repeated: ] Pine trees.

[cruelyethuman]

You like people.

[It might still be a question, even if the sentence ends like an observation.]

Will there be cookies with frosting on them?

Private Text | UN: d.johnson

[morethan084]

back off

audio; un: ACE

[doze]

Man, if you think no one is fun at parties, you're really doing everything wrong! Have you ever been to one? Do you know what fun is? Or do you just not like it?

( how sad :c )

[lateness]

Hah! [ The Doctor laughs. ] See! See! You get it!

[ He doesn't recognize the username, but a fellow party-goer is always good in his books. You know, if he kept books for those sorts of things.

Oh — maybe he should keep a book for that sort of thing. ]

You'd better be there.

[doze]

( well, that kind of book might be okay to keep. )

Don't see why not. So long as it doesn't matter I don't know what Christmas is.

[lateness]

No, no, it doesn't matter. It's just one big reason to have a fun party. With decorations!

Not from Earth, then? Seems like there's a whole lot of you who aren't. It's all right, I'm not either.

[cruelyethuman]

I assure you, I have been to plenty of parties and they're all the same. Why do you think this one is different?

I think that my idea of fun is very different from yours, but I could wrong.

[doze]

I mean, I've been too a bunch of parties, too and none of them have ever been the same. What kind of boring people do you hang around with?

[morethan084]

Does that mean you’re not going to be there?

[Daisy’s voice gives away how doubtful she is of that.]

[cruelyethuman]

I was wondering about this fascination with earth and its quaint holidays.

[The tone of his voice slips from annoyed in to something softer, the edge of disbelief dulled by a smile.]

[morethan084]

…Right.

So you will be there?

[Because Daisy is asking him to go with her, without outright asking her.]

[cruelyethuman]

Are you going to be there?

[morethan084]

Yup.