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[As the video turns on, a finger is prodding at the screen, blocking the view of whoever is using it. After tapping 3 times against the screen, the finger pulls back to reveal a rather bemused looking man, whose now right up close to the screen. Frowning, he peers closer before finally slumping back into full view. A sort of silly handsomeness about him, he doesn't seem that worried, simply confused.]

Oooh, I like this! Very new, very odd, never been in this kind of situation before. Can anyone hear me? Helllloooo? [Not that it matters if anyone can, he's just going to keep on talking anyway. Grinning in amusement, he playfully waves into the camera before peering around. Its clearly got to be broadcasting somewhere right now, surely? So why not be friendly?]

Hmmm, this is very odd, very odd indeed. Why would someone be filming? It doesn't seem to be transmitted as a normal TV would. I really hope this isn't a game show. Really not fond of them!

[Muttering incoherently to himself, he resumes peering into the camera, as if it would magically give him the answers.] If anyone can hear me, try to respond. Not sure how, but try!

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[video] Poor guy *pets*

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[Now it's Sam's turn to be confused. He recalls something about tow hearts and he and Rose were always yapping about the TARDIS.]

Uhm. Maybe?

[video] Yes! Mean Sammy-o ;___;

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Ah-ha! Now we're getting somewhere. See, there are two of us. There's him, he's the Doctor, the 'proper' Doctor. [And yes, he's using the quotation gesture to empathise that.] And then there's me. Not him, very different.

I'm a hand. [Simple enough, surely?]

[video] ikr I'm sorry handy ;; 1/3

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[video] 2/3

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Wh- [It dies halfway out of his mouth.]

[video] 3/3

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What?

[video] Sorry Sammy, Handy is confusing >.>

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Right, ok, lets try to keep up, Sam, cause I'm only saying it once! See at Christmas the Doctor got his hand cut off. This one specifically [He wriggle his right hand about.] Then my old friend Jack stole and preserved it then finally the Doctor stole it back and kept it safe till the hand was hit with regenerative properties from the Doctor, then a wonderful women Donna touched said hand and BAM! [Insert elaborate hands gestures here!] Instant biological meta-crisis. Here I am, not-quite-the-Doctor Doctor!

One heart but all the memories of the Doctor, we think the same and act the same-- sort of. I'm either 1000 years old or 1 month old, take your pick!

[video] lol god damn, man.

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[Sam sits there a second, brow furrowed. After the big explanation (which he did follow. For the most part. He thinks. It still takes a second or two to put it all together.]

So, you're a clone. Of the Doctor. From his hand.

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[Wincing, he pulls a face at Sam before looking down at his own hand. ] Well, yes, I suppose thats right. But I'm not exactly a clone either, I'm only half Time Lord. I have all his memories and we're the same man, I'm just more human-y.

[And yes, he's pulling a face at that. Because being human sucks royally.]

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Right.

Hey look, uh, I have to go. So. See you around, I guess.