Who: Ukraine, the Eleventh Doctor.
What: just checking -- surely a Time Lord can't be affected by a time-perception warp, right?
Where: wherever the TARDIS is parked
When: rIGHT NOW, or rather, today, mid-morning.

( also hey, how fugitive-friendly are you? asking for a friend. )

Is there a reason why everyone is distraught over the presence of a carnival or are you fools truly that pathetic?

Who: Bro Strider & any unfortunate kids that decided they'd like to learn to drive. Also open to anyone who'd like a chat while he's waiting!
What: I think the 'who' pretty much explains the 'what', here. Clear the streets.
When: October 15th.

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[Were you one of those poor unfortunate lucky souls who agreed to take driving lessons from this guy? Don't worry, he's almost 100% sane when he's behind the wheel of a vehicle.

Almost.

He'll sound the horn to let whoever he's waiting for know he's there - maybe he'll send a text if he's waiting for too long - but when they come out they'll find him behind the wheel, tapping his fingers gently against it and idly nodding to a beat only he can hear.

Get right in, kid, the door's open.]