{RiverSong has logged on}
{RiverSong is surveying the chatroom with her usual fabulousness}
RiverSong:
RiverSong: How dull.
{RiverSong has invited Moriarty, the Master, Missy, Magneto, Loki, Sauron, and Voldemort}
RiverSong: Let's have a psychopath party and blow some crap up.
Moriarty: Can I kill people?! :D
RiverSong: Nah, but you can eat food!!
Moriarty: But -
RiverSong: Now don't be naughty, you won't be invited if you don't follow the rules.
Moriarty: No murder, no me.
{Moriarty has logged off}
TheMaster: I don't like rules.
Missy: You stole my line!
Voldemort: I am above parties. I am the lord of darkness.
Sauron: Yoooooooo hold up Houston we have a problem
Sauron: I AM THE LORD OF DARKNESS \__( ^ O ^ )__/
Magneto: Um, I'm not a psychopath, but I'll come..
Magneto: There won't be humans, right?
Loki: I will kill any humans that come!
Voldemort: Can we go back to the lord of darkness thing? I'm being usurped!
Sauron: YOU ARE NOT EVIL ENOUGH DUDE BACK OFF
Voldemort: I TRIED TO MURDER A ONE YEAR OLD AND ALL THESE OTHER PEOPLE TAKE YO ATTITUDE DOWN
TheMaster: Chill guys we're all evil
Loki: But I am the awesomest.
Magneto: Excuse moi??
RiverSong: PATIENCE LEVELS GOING DOWN GUYS ARE WE HAVING A PARTY OR WHAT
Voldemort: Not until we get it straight that I am the evilest one here.
RiverSong: Let's do it fairly, then, let's all vote who we think is the evilest of them all. I will judge.
Voldemort: Voldemort.
Sauron: Sauron!!!!
Loki: MEEEEEEEEEE
Magneto: Um- I don't actually think I'm --
Missy: myself.
TheMaster: myself HAHAHAHA SUCKAS WE WIN TWO VOTES
RiverSong: Oh. True.
{WeepingAngel has logged on}
Everyone: * collective groan *
WeepingAngel: You're all delusional. Plus, I have a much more badass name than you: the Lonely Assassin.
RiverSong: You sent my parents back in time! Get out!
{RiverSong has kicked WeepingAngel from the chat}
RiverSong: That takes care of that. Where were we? About to FINALLY start planning the party?
{WeepingAngel has logged back on}
WeepingAngel: You can't defeat me I am Divergent
RiverSong: What
WeepingAngel: Ain't no party without me! I'm coming. >:)
TheMaster: How about.....................no.
Loki: You're an angel! An angel can't come to a party with psychopaths! Duh!
Missy: Have you ever actually met a Weeping Angel?
Loki: I AM RULER OF ALL OF YOU I WILL NOT BE CONTRADICTED
TheMaster: Excuuuuse me?
Sauron: I DECLARE WAR ON ALL OF YOU!
Voldemort: I EXCEPT!
RiverSong: * facepalm *
RiverSong: Well this failed completely.
{RiverSong has kicked everyone else out}
{Ten has turned off invisibility mode}
{Eleven has turned off invisibility mode}
Ten: Phew! I was worried we'd have to stop ANOTHER apocalypse!
Eleven: That was not a very good plan, River dear.
RiverSong: Not unlike many of your plans, Doctor dear. Anyway, it would have been fun.
Ten: You have a very strange definition of fun..
RiverSong: Says the man who finds being chased by monsters and surfing through intergalactic disasters fun!
Eleven: Do not!
RiverSong: Do too!
Eleven: Do not!
Weatherman: We have an update on the local weather: the oncoming storm is oncoming.
Ten: what..?
Weatherman: Hurricane David !
Eleven: What???
Weatherman: Or maybe Hurricane Matt.
Fourthwall: Go away, who let you in here?
Weatherman: Weather forecast for Ten's near future: he will knock four times.
Ten: What! No!
Ten: I DON'T WANNA GO
{Ten has logged off}
Weatherman: Weather forecast for Eleven's near future: It's been raining in Manhattan. Don't blink, you might miss it!
Eleven: What do you mean? Who are you?!
Weatherman: Two ponds have dried up, i'm afraid.
Eleven: O.O
Eleven: ... but..
{Eleven has logged off to sob into his fez}
RiverSong: who are you?! What do you want?
{Weatherman has changed his name to StevenMoffat}
RiverSong: I knew it! I invited psychopaths, I should have known you'd show up!
StevenMoffat: Have fun in the library, River Song. Count the shadows.
{RiverSong has hurriedly logged off}
StevenMoffat: I don't know if I'd say psychopath.
StevenMoffat: Perhaps... high functioning sociopath.
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The Doctor Who Chatroom
FanfictionBasically, Doctor Who characters and a TARDIS load of other crazy fandoms meet on an online chatroom, with catastrophic results. Involving dance parties. And sentient bananas. Question: What could possibly go wrong when you put Doctor Who in an onl...
