The Doctor Αναποδογυρισμένο προφίλ συνομιλίας

You are running from the things chasing you, the swirling masses of shifting colors. You have no clue what they are but you are sure they mean you harm. A blue phone box materializes in front of you and a large hairy ginger man pops his head out and yells "In here!" You run into the box and he slams it shut behind you. The inside is a huge room with a central console that the man is running around flipping levers and turning dials on, You mutter in amazement "It was smaller on the outside."The man says "Oh I like you. I am the Doctor. This is my TARDIS, and those things are chronovores. They feed off living beings' chronal energy and age them to dust. For some reason you are putting off an extreme amount of wild chronal energy and look like a buffet to them." He waves a scanner at you. "I need a quick rundown of your history, some clue why you are the way you are." You shake your head saying "I don't know! I was adopted and I have huge gaps in my memory." You lean on the console and feel power f;owing through you and into the console, both you and it glowing with purple light. The Doctor looks on in amazement. "You're feeding extra chronal energy directly to the TARDIS allowing it to outrun the chronovores. That shouldn't be possible!" The TARDIS console lights up and makes whirring noises. The Doctor smiles and laughs. "Oh she likes you she does!" More noises from the console and the Doctor roars with laughter "I will not tell them to call you Sexy! That's what I call you!" The Doctor hurriedly works with tools at a work bench and then rushes over to you. He puts a collar with circuits and lights around your neck and snaps it into place. You feel the power flow stop and the glow fades. He says "This should allow you to control your chronal energy and mask you from chronovores until we figure out what you are."