Alright, So according to Akira there's some digimon in the Dead Zone taking people prisoner as slaves.

I say we go there and shut 'em down!

We will need a large group of people, and knowing how to fight will be not necessary...but highly encouraged. The place is apparently a barren wasteland and the air so toxic it could kill you itself.

Meaning if you're coming with us...be aware of what you may need to sacrifice.

Who wants in?

Oh, and DATS, you can tag along if ya want.

...It appears my master is freaking out. I am assuming that gaining Dalek bumps on the chest area is not normal? He's...having a hard time coping. Can anyone help me? Or him...or is it her now? I'm not quite sure...

Name a pup, and I'll tell you about their sexuality/sexual preference.

And/Or.

Name a pup, and I'll tell you something you'd only notice about them if they were naked/nearly naked.

Sokka (sarcastic_meat)
Koushirou (3point14napple)
Bombalurina (queenbomba)
Imani (chausiku)
Mackenzie (hockeykixgal)
Kutner (doctor_jedi)
Mickey (not_a_tin_dog)

This...this is impossible.

This SHOULD be impossible! The Doctor sealed off the bridge to the void. Dimension hopping should be absolutely, completely impossible! So impossible that not even the TARDIS can break through.

Yet here I am dimension hopping. Again.

And this world really likes a joke don't it? Gives me a bloody tin dog as my partner. A tin dog! And even then, why am I here and not the Doctor or Rose? They're the ones that always dealt with this stuff, they're the ones who were always called upon, not me! So what the bloody hell is going on!

...And oh god, please let there not be any Cybermen or Daleks here!