Doctor Who

Which Doctor Who are you?



1. Ahh. What is better than that good old wheezing, groaning sound? So, what is your TARDIS like?

Rackety old piece of junk. Would be good if I actually got it off the ground sometime. The dematerialization circuit would be fixed in no time, if the Brigadier would just stop *pestering* me.
It is awesome. It never ceases to astonish humans. Now if someone could only give me a hand in moving this eagle lecturn...
Well, this type is really not my forte. But it serves. At least it's safe, and nothing can enter without my permission. Hang on, what's that dog-face thing doing, hovering in the air like that?
I can steer it. *Usually*. I just hope there are enough knobs on the console for Zoe to hang on to if it gets rough.
Hmm? TARDIS? Oh, yes. It tends to wobble quite a lot. At least I got the viewscreen fixed. We should be arriving in Victorian London any moment now. Now what does it say... Terminal two, Heathr.. Oh, *shit*.
It's big, baby, it's big. Care to take a tour around the Gothic arches and staircases? I designed this all by myself, you know...
It's somewhat more stable than its predecessors. And the swimming pool is a nice addition, don't you agree?
The f**king thing still keeps wobbling. Wonder if seatbelts would be of any use?



2. When in trouble...

Confuse them. Babbling, mumbling, staring, waving of arms, a couple of jelly babies, that usually does the trick.
Rely on your natural authority, puff your chest and look at them sharply until the aliens will take you to their leader.
Now, when I say, "run"...
Panic. And look irresistibly cute and vulnerable while doing so.
Trouble? Troube? TROUBLE?!? I never get into trouble.



3. Who is your worst enemy?

Excercise bikes, it seems. I always knew working out would be hazardous to my health.
EEEVIL! EEVIL FROM THE DAWWN OF TIMEEEE!
Too many to choose from. Daleks? Sutekh? That crisped-up fella is no match for me, mind.
*Sigh* my own people. Hang on, haven't I seen that beardy bloke with the Nehru jacket before?
Hang on, haven't I seen that beardy bloke with the Nehru jacket before?
Hang on, haven't I seen... oh yes. It's my ex-boyf... I mean, old Academy friend. Although now he looks like someone's dad. Peculiar...
Oh, god, it's the ex again. Doesn't he ever learn? Leather trenchcoats are *so* last season.
The Daleks and the Cybermen. It's getting cold. Wish Susan were here.



4. Who do you travel with?

A couple of teachers we picked up. Tsk. Still, they are pretty smart, which is a nice thing.
Screaming, screaming, oh, Rassilon, how I wish they would stop screaming...
A problem kid with a fetish for baseball bats and home-made explosives. Where do I *find* these people?
I started my travels with the best friend one could ever have--I miss her very much. Knife-happy Amazons, aloof Time Ladies and a bunch of kids just aren't the same.
They seem to have a thing for short skirt-type garments. Especially that feisty young lad. I tell you this, though, Zoe's silver lurex catsuit doesn't become him.
A dishy redhead. No, not the screaming one, but this one, now *she* is a doctor as well...*eyes glaze over*
What have I done to deserve this? A spotty kid, a spoiled princess, a whiny air hostess who wants to get into my pants... I swear my next companion will be more mature. Oh look, who's that handsome little creature in a school uniform?
The first one was far too bright for my liking. No wonder they saddled me with a blonde bimbo next, *sigh*. This young reporter woman I've got now shows signs of promise, though.



5. What do you do when you're nervous?

Fiddle with my scarf, munch on jelly babies, give K9 a proper kick in the ballbearings.
Fiddle with Jo. Fiddle with dematerialization circuit. Fiddle with Bri... er, drink tea.
Grumble and huff until my companions get annoyed enough to actually do something.
Nibble on my handkerchief. Play a nice little tune on my recorder. Why is Jamie groaning so?
Squeal and flick my golden locks to and fro. And play pocket billiards. Furiously.
I do magic tricks. Or just jump around and scream and spit.
When in doubt, snog someone.
Preen in front of the mirror, trying on different kitty pins.



6. What are your favourite hobbies?

Fishing! Fishy fishy fish! You haven't lived until you've tasted a freshly cooked gumblejack.
Reading and chess. But I bloody well refuse to play another game with K9.
Old Earth records. Breaking the laws of time and continuity, because I know how much that pisses people off. Snicker.
Reading. Do not disturb me, child!
Singing in the shower, playing golf blindfolded, cruising around in antique cars.
Puzzles, scribbling in the diary, stealing Zoe's knickers.
Cricket! Huzzah!



7. What has been your greatest tragedy--or what do you regret most?

Not giving Adric a chance for a heroic death *earlier*.
Dumping the Master. Would've saved everyone a lot of trouble if I'd stayed with him.
Letting Jo go--life isn't the same without her.
Letting Susan go. But I had to. She is happy now, I hope.
Hah! Regret isn't in my vocabulary! For I am a manipulative little git! And proud of it!
Giving in to Mel's demands of regular excercise. Gah.



8. So, what do you usually wear?

Well, I nicked these... They suit my taste perfectly, though. I like the velvet especially.
You mean clothes? Yes, I think I better change these, the smell is getting a bit ripe.
Pick'n'mix, y'know. Lots of colours and pattern combinations, cleverly designed to make my enemies' eyes bleed.
Always something stylish and gentlemanly.
Simple basic clothes, really. With a few weird twists just to knock everyone off balance.
Loose and scruffy and bohemian. I feel a bit naked without a proper scarf, so that's a must.
Clean and perfectly ironed cricketing gear. The trousers show off my bum nicely, too, don't you think? Judging by Tegan and Turlough not being able to tear their eyes off it...



9. The silliest-looking enemies you've ever come across?

*Chuckle* Ever been to Marinus? Enough said.
What was the one that looked like a giant green penis? Or was it like a scrotum? Anyhow...
The Axons, maybe. Weren't they those orange prawn-and-spaghetti-like things? I was too busy concentrating on the Master to notice.
Well, the Master looked more than a bit daft without a beard. And don't get me started on the American accent...
It has *got* to be the Kandyman.
Well, there was this big crab thing, you see...
The Borad! Or was that Tekker? Can never remember which was which, the lopsided sneers they both had were pretty frightening...



10. How would you... no, how would *others* describe you?

"Hobo". Can't they ever come up with something more intelligent?
"Nutter". Humans. Trust them to say that. They don't even know why a mouse is when it spins.
"Grumpy old git". Hmpfh. Children.
"Sneaky little devil". Snicker.
"Fat bastard". Oi! I heard that!
"Ponce". Do f**k up, Brigadier.
"Wimp". Hmm?
"PWHOAARRR!" Er. Whatever you say.



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