A diary! I haven't kept one of those since I was... hmm.

[allons_y_alonso]

Right let's get this down then.  Just a few notes.

I'm fictional!  That's never happened before.  Exciting.  I wonder if that means I'll get to meet Harry Potter?  I'd love a magic wand.  Attention New Moore: Is there a Mr. Harry Potter on the island?

Anyway.  Beside the point.  And that point is... fictional.  Influx of fictional people on a real island, though if we're fictional I'm not sure how they can tell that they're real and not just somebody else's fiction.  But if they can tell... then there's got to be some sort of readings.  Energy, maybe?  Some form of radiation?  Maybe we're all emitting fictons.  Ha!  Fictons, I like that.  Clever.  A photon for the imagination...  I'll have to try the maths on that, see if anything interesting turns up.  Hmm. 

In the meantime!  Guess I'd better have a look around the island, make sure Lord Voldemort's not going to swoop in and take it over.  Or Captain Hook, maybe.  Iago.  Miss Havisham?  Somebody threatening, lots of threatening people in books.  Am I from books then?  I wonder who wrote me?  Do students do papers on me in literature classes?  Well rounded character, three dimensional, dramatic irony, Merlin figure.  The Doctor And Dumbledore:  A Comparative Essay.  Full marks!

If everyone here was from books, though, I'd expect to recognize a few more of them.  That means... no.  Yes.  No.

I'm sorry.  That means some of you are from the telly.  Lives lived in increments of forty minutes, horrible gaping plot holes, written out during sweeps week for a dramatic twist... got to be traumatic.  On the plus side... maybe we've got some plays, too!  Shakespeare!  I can finally have a pint with Falstaff.  Falstaff?  Anybody seen Falstaff?  For that matter, has anybody read me?  British writer, no doubt, mid-to-late twentieth century Earth -  that explains why I like it here so much!  Well, that and jelly babies.  Unfortunately probably not JK Rowling or I wouldn't know about Harry Potter.  Actually it's probably pointless to guess, they probably didn't write their name into my books so I won't recognize it.  Did they write anything else?  Have I got spin-offs?  Prequels?

On second thought, maybe it's better I don't know.

Comments

[turnedleft]

You come at me again like you're going to wipe my mind, I'll knock you out, Time Lord or not, do you hear me? Cause I know why and how you did it, but even if all that's up in my head, just don't get how I'm supposed to trust you won't just try it again.

's like the only Doctor I can actually believe is the one screaming in my head.

[allons_y_alonso]

I'd like to have a look at you to figure out how you're doing the impossible. But I promise. I wouldn't do that again.

[turnedleft]

You're sayin all that like I don't know what you know, what that Doctor would do to keep somebody safe even after I bloody begged you not to.

[allons_y_alonso]

You don't. The me in your head is me before I had to do that. I'm the me after. If you were going mad right now, if you were about to die, then I could do it. Here you are, though, getting on just fine, no stuck record, no bad rhymes, just Donna Noble, The Doctor-Donna.

[turnedleft]

Yeah, just don't do it again. You do it again I'm just stuck HERE, though, not home. No being clever, no mum, no grandad, no friends, no Doctor. Just Donna the temp on some island. If you're gonna promise me anything and actually, really keep it, you can promise not to let me be that, all right? I'm a big girl meta crisis, I'll take care of it.

[allons_y_alonso]

This entire island is its own meta-crisis. At the moment, I'm more worried about that -- couldn't be gladder to have the help, either.

[turnedleft]

That's what you think this is?

[allons_y_alonso]

Something like that. A collision between realities, maybe a collapse in what the word 'reality' means... a meta-crisis a universe wide. Anyway, whatever it is, it should be a detectable event. Just have to find the right frequency to scan.

[turnedleft]

Just keep your hands to yourself, all right, space man?

[allons_y_alonso]

Don't flatter yourself. Earth-girl.