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CustardCreams has added SpaceBuns, Raze, and BusDriverLad.
Raze: Uh, Doctor?
CustardCreams: Yeah?
Raze: What is this?
CustardCreams: It's a groupchat! You have those in 2019, don't you? Pretty sure you do. At least as far as I can remember.
SpaceBuns: We do have them in our time, but why have you made one for us?
BusDriverLad: What is this?
CustardCreams: Ugh, it's a groupchat, Graham, keep up! And I created it just in case we ever get split up. It'll be easier for us to contact each other.
Raze: Why can't we just call each other?
CustardCreams: ... Don't ruin the fun, Ryan.
Raze: Sorry. I think it's a good idea.
CustardCreams: See! That's the spirit, Ryan!
Eyebrows: It's a stupid idea.
PondLife: I agree. I'm surprised you didn't think of this when we were travelling. Then again, I suppose whatever this is, it's making up for it.
Raze: I'm confused. Who are they, Doctor?
Eyebrows: Which Doctor?
SpikeyHair: Which Doctor?
TheEars: Which Doctor?
BowtiesAreCool: Which Doctor?
CustardCream: Um...
HelloSweetie: The mind races, does it not?
CustardCreams: Sgeovroevreoe
BusDriverLad: You alright, there, Doc?
SpaceBuns: Anyone know why the Doctor just faceplanted the floor of the console room?
SpaceBuns: Oh, who are all these people?
Eyebrows: I'm the Doctor.
SpikeyHair: So am I.
TheEars: And me.
BowtiesAreCool: And me!
PondLife: I'm their mother-in-law.
ItsTheRoman: Father-in-law here.
HelloSweetie: And I'm the wife.
BusDriverLad: Anyone else feel a headache coming on?
Raze: No way...
SpaceBuns: Wait, how can you all be the Doctor?
Eyebrows: Magic.
SpaceBuns: But...
SpaceBuns: Nevermind.
EarthGirl: Oi, spaceman! What is this?!
SpikeyHair: Do you have to be so loud, Donna?
EarthGirl: You can't even hear me.
SpikeyHair: I'm in the room next to you. I can hear you talking to yourself.
EarthGirl: Oh. Still, what is his? Why have you made a groupchat? And who are all these people?
SpikeyHair: I didn't make the groupchat. My future self did as far as I'm aware. And these people are respectively my future regenerations and one of my past ones. Plus there's some of my future companions. Oh, and River Song is here.
EarthGirl: The woman from that library?
BowtiesAreCool: Spoilers!!!/@&×;× Spioilers!!!!!
EarthGirl: Who are you?
BowtiesAreCool: I'm the Doctor that comes after sandshoes. Nice to see you again, Donna.
SpikeyHair: They are NOT sandshoes! How many times do I have to tell you?!!
EarthGirl: Yeah, they are, mate.
SpikeyHair: Alright, whose side are you on??
SecretBadass: Sir? What is this??
Eyebrows: Oh, great. You're here, too.
SecretBadass: Yes, I am. You're not getting rid of me that easily. So? What is this?
Eyebrows: How many times are we going to have this conversation. Why can no one just read up? It's a groupchat, Nardole. Created by my future self.
SecretBadass: Oh. Well why did he add us to it?
Eyebrows: She. And I'm not sure. As far as I'm concerned, we weren't supposed to be added.
SecretBadass: She? You finally got the upgrade then? Missy will be very pleased.
Eyebrows: I'm sure she will, but you won't mention it to her. Don't want her getting ideas.
CustardCreams: Is that it, then? Is everyone here? No one else want to just pop up out of nowhere and INVADE OUR GROUPCHAT?!
DoctorSmithJones: Is now a bad time to say hello?
MickeyMouse: I'm getting the feeling it is.
SpaceGranddaughter: I'm getting that vibe, too, yeah.
BadWolf: Hello...
51stCenturyGuy: Now this is my kind of party ;)
Raze: Why is the Doctor screaming?