Why am I even surprised.

[stopwatchesandcoffee]

Right. What thebloody hell is going on. Is the island being invaded?

Oh you have got to be kidding me

[Private: Torchwood New Moore]

Where are you. Jack? Gwen? Tim? Please tell me at least one of you is in their right mind and not celebrating talk-like-a-pirate day.

Comments

[Via Chatterbird]

[chronosexual]

Not an invasion. Not this time, anyway. Many would find it most difficult to rally this many fractured bands under one flag.

Captain Jack Harkness of The Gray Lady.

[Via Chatterbird]

[stopwatchesandcoffee]

That would be a no then. Great. Excellent. This is exactly what we needed. Another god knows how long span of time where most of the island loses their minds.

[Via Chatterbird]

[chronosexual]

I beg your pardon?

[Via Chatterbird]

[stopwatchesandcoffee]

Nothing. As you were Captain.

Just... Is Gwen with you, by any chance?

[Via Chatterbird]

[chronosexual]

You know of my First Mate, Gwen, do you? How fortunate for her.

You are a native here, yes? I seek an item on your shores. Perhaps you have heard of it? It's a shining silver instrument that grants exceptional sailing conditions.

[a bright yellow and purple parrot]

[bloodywelsh]

My name is Gwen, but I don't believe I've had the pleasure of yours. How do you know my Captain and I?

[A blue parrot named Nightwing]

[detectivewonder]

I think you've confused me with someone else. I serve on the Allegra, not the Gray Lady. Maybe your bird's been muddled in its directions -- the Welsh accent, you know.

[Via parrot with a message attached to its leg]

[rule_britannia]

If I were you, I'd be careful about drawing attention to yourself.

I don't think I need to tell you that something very strange is going on.