[Do you hear that? It's that voice. You know the one. The incredibly excited, normally accompanied by badass theme music one.]

Hellooooooooooo, residents of the Tower! Towerites! Towerians! Towerererererers.

I'm The Doctor, but most of you know that.

What you don't know--or rather, who--is the Ponds. My Ponds. My absolute favorite, simply incredibly, delightfully average, one half mad ginger, one half large-nosed Roman, couple. They're here, and I want you all to know that Team Pond Doctor--or maybe Doctor Pond--is working on helping you all escape.

[He frowns a little, and his voice lowers.] I realize that I've...failed you recently, but I want you to know that it won't happen again. And if any of you need anything, do not hesitate to ask me for help.

I think I know whose fault this menu is.

[ first comes a short text post, the words almost sharp and definitely typed fast and with a clear intention of wanting answers now. ]

okay.
i'm going to admit that "let's all be happy here" kind of goes beyond the definition of weird and slams head-on into creepy.
can someone give me a quick rundown on that?
because, yeah.
i'm really creeped out.

[ and then it switches to the image of a young boy with black hair and bright blue eyes, looking for all the world like he's just found a new toy that's gone and decided to bite him in the nose. and yet, at the same time there's an underlying eagerness. NEW PLACES, NEW THINGS, NEW PEOPLE. COME INTO HIS ARMS, LET HIM INSPECT YOU... ]

Is this more time stuff? Because, well, to be honest I'm kind of getting sick of the time stuff.

As interesting as watching the network has been, I suppose it's time to let everyone know I'm still around, hmm?

[Alas, whatever has been sending people away has yet to rid the tower of the ever cheerful scientist. The background of his feed is clearly the infirmary, though why would he be down there-- oh well.]

Now, now, what was the harm in letting them chat with such a polite young man? He was only answering a few questions.

[Lloyd is, of course, referring to the sudden end to one certain little response on the network. Yes, he was tracking it! What else is there for him to do but stalk everyone's conversations?]

I wonder. Maybe they're protecting him from us... or is it the other way around?

Also! Now's as good as chance as any to ask how romping around through those new floors went for you all. I can't say I was bothered to go and investigate on my own~.

[Certainly not with a tower full of curious guinea pigs to do that for him.]

This is a message for our captors, but anyone else is free to listen. I'm not that bothered, really. It's our hosts I need to speak with, but everyone here is involved so you may as well hear this,

[He pauses, and his normally amiable smile vanishes. Those who know him well will be able to see the cold, slow burning anger on his face.]

So this is how you do things. You take us from our homes--you claim you rescued us. You lie. I know you're lying. Rescuers--heroes, do not lock up the ones they help. They do not imprison them. They do not lock them in a tower of horrors. Why? I understand that you could have reason for taking some of us. Horrible, awful reasons, but there is one thing I cannot excuse.

The involvement of children.

You've taken children away from their homes, families, friends, lives. You've gone and placed them here, in a dangerous place, with no one who can protect them.

And then. And then. [His voice gets louder] And then you make them disappear! Adults too. Where have you taken them? What happened? You can tell me now, or I can find out for myself.

Because I will find out. I always find out. I always know and I always remember. I never forget. Ever. One day, I will find out and remember and know and you will not enjoy it. I am beginning to get angry, very angry. You have no idea what you've brought down upon yourselves. You have no idea how much you should fear the day I know and remember. I don't know what will happen that day. All I know is that it will come.

And you will be wishing it hadn't. Everyone will know. People will tell stories. Stories of a Doctor who saved everyone and of those unlucky enough to face his anger. By then, you'll be just a story. A memory. There will be nothing left but that. You will just be another in the long line I've left behind.

Return those you've taken and don't --do not even think about taking anyone else. Don't even think about it. For every person you take and then disregard--

[He stops and breathes, calming himself a little. His next words are quiet, but still firm]

...I am The Doctor, and you ought to quit while you're ahead. For your own sake.

[He pauses]

Now, if anyone is hurt or needs anything, anything at all, I will do everything in my power to help and protect them. Do not hesitate to ask for my assistance. I promise that until I get us out of here, I will do my very best to help each and every one of you.

[She fumbles with a piece of paper and sighs]

If anyone sees the following people, would they let me know?

Prussia, Sweden, Lillet, Fletcher, Oichi, Dawn...Homura?

They appear to be missing. If you've any information, let me know?

[tiny smile] Also sorry to be late Maman, but happy birthday. Ah--

On a lighter note all around, they've had the things for pancakes in the kitchen since the first so I'll be there later. I know you'll be there America...both of you. So I'll make a ton.

Merci everyone in advance and I hope you're all well.

Ignore. ♥