{thebrilliantone has logged on} 

{theattractiveone has logged on} 

thebrilliantone: Hello, Fred! 

theattractiveone: Hello, George! 

thebrilliantone: Do you want to go make some additions to the Skiving Snackboxes? 

{theattractiveone has changed his name to Fred} 

Fred: Nawww, let's watch the fun. 

{thebrilliantone has changed his name to George} 

George: I don't see any fun. 

Fred: Ickle Ronny the prefect informed me that a bunch of lunatics log on here every so often and destruction happens. 

{Eleven has logged on} 

{Sherlock has logged on} 

{TheMaster has logged on} 

TheMaster: Knock knock!!! 

Eleven: DON'T ANSWER HIM 

Fred: Who's there? 

TheMaster: Do we 

George: Do we who? 

TheMaster: DOOOOOWEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DOOOODOOOOOODOOOOOOOOOO 

{TheMaster has logged off} 

Eleven: .. 

Eleven: .... 

Eleven: . 

Eleven: Well then! 

Sherlock: It would seem, Doctor, that not only has your arch-frenemy created a Tumblr account, but your television show is becoming self-aware. 

{Rory has logged on} 

Rory: Is Amy on here? I can't find her. 

Sherlock: That's another thing. You appear to keep dying, Rory Williams. Upon your next death, would you mind if I let an associate of mine dissect you to see how you work? 

Rory: Ummm no? 

Sherlock: Why not? You'll be dead. 

Rory: I'd really rather not be dissected. But thanks. I think. 

George: By George, you were right Fred! 

Fred: Completely bonkers! 

Eleven: OH MY FEZ YOU CHAPS ARE MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS :D 

Eleven: THE HARRY POTTAH SERIESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Eleven: MAH FAVE 

Fred: Do you have any idea what he's on about?

George: Not a clue. 

Eleven: I thought wizards didn't use technology? That's a Muggle thing, isn't it? 

George: Well, we thought we would fill in the plot hole -- 

Fred: -- with cement, you see. There was a conspicuous lack of-- 

George: -- tech, so we decided to buy computers. 

Sherlock: Hmm. 

Sherlock: Twins, apparently. And ginger. 

Rory: How can you .. tell if someone is ginger? 

Sherlock: THEY'RE NOT THE DOCTOR BA DUM TSSSS 

{Sherlock has logged off} 

{Quicksilver has logged on} 

Quicksilver: You didn't see that coming. 

{Quicksilver has logged off} 

Rory: I can never log onto this chat room and ask a simple question!! Everything always goes mad! 

Eleven: Sort of like whenever I go to Earth.

Eleven:  I can't even just go to have chips or something. There's always an apocalypse. :-( 

{SomeRandomSilence has logged on} 

SomeRandomSilence: I'm depressed. 

Eleven: .. a depressed Silence? Hello, depressed Silence. I'm a depressed Time Lord. The Not-Exactly-But-Sort-Of-Yeah Last of the Time Lords. 

SomeRandomSilence: I bet I'm more depressed than you. 

Eleven: I doubt it. 

SomeRandomSilence: Am too. 

Eleven: Am not. 

Rory: I don't have time to watch you and a Silence debate ! I'm going to find Amy.. 

That's weird, the lights are flickering . Must change the bulbs... 

{Rory has logged off} 

Fred: * eats popcorn *  Would you like some virtual popcorn, George? 

George: Of course I would like some virtual popcorn, Fred. * takes some * 

SomeRandomSilence: You have no reason to be depressed. I have a reason to be depressed. 

Eleven: ....... 

Eleven: SHALL I GIVE YOU A LIST ?! 

SomeRandomSilence: I'd rather you didn't. 

Eleven: FIRST OF ALL, I AM NOT GINGER----- 

SomeRandomSilence: Don't you want to hear my depressing story? 

Eleven: Yes, of course, Silence, I'm very sorry. Continue. 

SomeRandomSilence: I went on one of those generic dating websites and met this really nice artist named Linda. We had dinner. She thought I was very funny and how hilarious of me to wear a mask to a date and wouldn't it be so amusing if I was a serial killer in disguise, and we planned to have dinner again the next day, but... 

Eleven: She forgot? Are you sure she just didn't come back out of fear? 

SomeRandomSilence: :( 

{Cyberman has logged on} 

Cyberman: ALERT. ALERT. CYBERBULLYING DETECTED. DELETE. DELETE. DELEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-------- 

Eleven: Are you stuck on the letter E or what? 

Cyberman: No. I just felt like typing the letter E. Don't cramp my style, dude. 

{Cyberman has logged off} 

{SomeRandomSilence has logged off feeling more depressed than ever} 

Fred: I feel like something vaguely funny and very weird just happened, but I can't remember what it was. 

George: Scroll up! Apparently this whole conversation happened and I missed it. 

Eleven: That was ... Strange. Ish. 

Fred: How can a Silence speak or type or whatever and what was it going on about? And why I can't remember reading it in the first place? 

Fred: Oh... noo. 

George: Was that mum? 

Fred: You can hear her too? 

George: I think everyone within two hundred kilometers can hear her. Did you break something? 

Fred: The chess pieces might have gone a bit mad and tried to overthrow the kitchen. 

{Fred and George have logged off} 

Eleven: Why do I bother with this chatroom. 

Moi: Cos I make you. 

Eleven: .. what? Who are you? 

Moi: Season 8 is on Netflix. I have to go binge watch it. Would you mind logging off, darling? 

Eleven: Whaa-- 

Moi: Thanks. 

{Eleven has logged off} 

SaneMoi: You're completely insane. Why are you talking to yourself? 

Moi: Shut up, sane moi. You obviously don't comprehend the level of insanity I operate at.