David has been to this city before and said "Oh dont worry you lot, I know a great diner aroudn here that has some great burgers." He then chuckled and smiled at them all. He chudkled at Sarah and said "I think my hands are full. I would carry though if I could." Once everyone was outside he said "My TARDIS is in my room. I can show you my other ride if you all want."

Picking her way across the sidewalk, carefully watching for glass or other nastiness that could cut her feet Sarah peered ahead and then took a chance and turned backwards while walking again to peer at the others. She really should dig her slippers out of her bag but didn't want to stop the procession.

"TARDIS: Tempestuous And Really Dexterous Incredible Sex?" she quipped in return, raising one dark haired eyebrow that didn't quite fit with the golden wig that she wore, "I would hope that was in your room."

Spinning again, hiding her face lest the others see just how red she was suddenly blushing in the cheeks Sarah found herself confused. Half of her was pleased that she'd had the guts to actually say that. The other half chided herself. She'd been working on becoming more outgoing but that might have been taking it a bit too far. Then again, all she said was "sex", she hadn't exactly offered or anything insane like that.

"I don't know what this sex thing is about lady, but I think that the Doctor's TARDIS is a form of transportation. Most likely a quite powerful one." Tyler replied to Sarah in his Proto Man impression. He then refocused on David. "Just as long as it gets us there quickly, it does not matter to me what vehicle we drive in." He said to him. He had a good feeling about this, but he knew that some people would find it weird that Porto Man and the Doctor would have a meal and a chat together, along with a few other people.

They would have to deal with it, he was too happy to care.

"Well its not much but its gets me around.." He said showing them his black truck. "Like I said I prefer the TARDIS. but this will do." He laughed at Sarah. "What? Thats not what it means." He said "TARDIS. Time and Relative Dimensions in Space. Mark 40." He winked at Sarah. Davd then asked "Who is riding with who? My truck can carry about 3 or 4 people." David laughed at the thought of Protoman, Bayonetta, Zelda, Garra, and the Doctor all talking about nerdy stuff.

Embarrassed, David's rather simplified explanation gave Sarah a chance to recover her composure. She couldn't help but dance towards the indicated truck, her pale skin flashing beneath the street lamps in stark contrast to the black silk shrouded limbs. She was beginning to consider some of the others for new boyfriend material. After all, her boyfriend wasn't exactly stellar and... she hated to admit it, now that he had helped her build some confidence she was thinking she could do better than a musclebound grease monkey with a limited intelligence quotient. Unfortunately,while she couldn't be sure, she guessed most of these boys were underage- not that it would make your average male hesitate but long term potential was something else entirely.

"Oh no," Sarah grinned, moving in the direction of the truck, "I know the TARDIS. My father wouldn't let me watch the new series until I'd watched the old. I know all the Doctors now, even that horrible american movie version. That alternate acronym just jumped into my head."

"Unfortunately, I don't have a car and I'm stuck using the bus."

Leaning up against the front door as she reached the vehicle, her body in profile, she grinned at the entire group and casually called, "SHOTGUN!"

Gio was standing outside the convention, holding his Storm Bolter in the hand without the claw. Sighing, he looked at his "bountiful" loot. A plastic bag full of t-shirts of games he didn't care about and an un-painted single "Thousands Sons" chaos space marine from a pitiful player. Putting his claw in his forehead, he cursed at himself for losing so many games.

Gio walked around the convention, seeing a couple of parked cars on the streets. People wandering out of people. "Stranglers" he muttered under his breath.

'Maybe he should just head home' he started thinking 'Taking the bus sounds goo'- "SHOTGUN!". Jolting out of his boots he looks to the source of the noise and see's a few cosplayers walking towards a truck.

Bayonetta, Gaara and...... That sonuvabitch. "RICHARD, My main man!" Gio started running towards one of the many people that beat him in today's convention.

"Well...I'm sure that we wouldn't have enough to fit anyways. I did walk to this convention from my hotel room," Julie said, seeing as she didn't have a driver's license, a rented car, or even some knowledge on the mass transit in the area. Besides, she relied on walking to places much more, either to keep herself in shape or herself in character as Bayonetta. Still, she had her ways, and could think of some other way to have them get to this diner altogether, and heck, maybe they could all gather up at someone's hotel room and kick it for the rest of the night.

"My, what some crowd we have here," she decided to go back to her Bayonetta-British accent, which again was her attempt but it was close enough. Besides, she could tell that they were going to head out soon.

(Er...it's short but yeah, we need to get things moving a bit. You can post a bit of the situation in the parking lot, or else our next location after this timeskip is David's hotel room (he has a TARDIS, which would be interesting to see on the morning of the crisis, not that it would work anyways).)

(we can timeskip to his hotel room)
David led them all to his Hotel room and said "This lads is the prize I won.." He opened the door showing the life size TARDIS."Life size TARDIS...real key to lock and unlock it." He opened it showing its normal blue interior."I got in a drawing. Surprised I won....so many people tried to buy it from me." He spun and took off his fez putting it on the TARDIS handle. "I think Im gonna hit the sack...maybe fall asleep reading some comics or playing my DS. If any of you lot want to stay...feel free." He said with a smill still in hsi 11th Doctor impression

Gio looked in surprise at the sheer size of the TARDIS. A real life size TARDIS, who would've thought. "Well if your offering it, I actually don't have a ride home. So...... taking the couch!" Gio but his bags on the couch, making a silent 'screech' noise. He looked around the room and fixed his vision on a girl in.... bondage gear? Shrugging, he walked over and extended his right hand, left hand being a claw.

"Hello there, ma'am. I am afraid I did not introduce myself. My name is Gio Aguilar, or the esteemed Commissar Sebastian Yarrick. May I ask your name and the person your cosplaying as?" He looked at the girl, eye's bright and teeth showing.

"Something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue," Sarah quoted as she glided into the hotel room and approached the big blue box in an almost reverent fashion,, "The TARDIS is all of the above."

She gently stroked the blue substance that the prop was made of, black painted fingernails tapping gently at it's surface so as not to mar the finish. The TARDIS props, even those they used in the show were made out of synthetics, fiberglass if she remembered correctly. She carefully maneuvered herself, the plastic dagger sticking out of her head making her be extra careful as she pressed her cheek up against it. Despite not feeling like wood beneath her fingertips and cheek it was still decidedly impressive.

"I hope you have a big house," Sarah commented, wondering where one would keep such a trophy.

Turning away from the TARDIS prop the dancing girl slipped across the hotel room in a manner that was half a dance. She paused in the middle of the room, looking out into the night sky beyond the balcony, the last licks of orange and gold limning the horizon as the sun quietly sneaked behind the curvature of the Earth. It was quite beautiful.

Richard set his stuff by the door of the hotel "thats pretty cool," he said walking up to the TARDIS. After he examined the large blue box he walked backed to his stuff and got his laptop back and dug of the laptop. Finding the nearest chair with a table he sat down and set up his laptop. Powering it on he turn to look at Gio " I forgot ask how did like the cheese that is a nine Leman Russes?" Richard asked as he started civ 5.

Despite it being possibly late and maybe something else...but either way,she had nothing else to do, so it was not much of a problem with her. Upon entering, Julie settled herself on the floor, she just loved sitting on the floor because she wouldn't have to worry about taking up too much space with herself and her things. Unpacking her things, she had her Wii U inside, and it was weird that she would actually bring a console with her around. Then again, the Wii U makes it possible to play console games without a TV due to the GamePad, so there wasn't much problem with it either. All she had to do was plug the console to the wall and start playing, simple as that. Smiling, she prepared herself to play some Bayonetta, having both games for the Wii U.

"It's really cool that you managed to get your hands onto that. Maybe it could count as some new place to play your games in secrecy or something," Julie spoke with interest of the TARDIS prop, and then noticing that the GamePad was on the Bayonetta 1 title screen,"And if you are interested, I'm gonna play myself some Bayo1. Hopefully I can handle hard mode..."

David said "Im gonna watch you play Bayonetta...I dont know how to play....but I want to know how to play.." He then looked at the TARDIS prop. "Im propbably gonna use it as a closet. Probably put some movies, and games in it." David took out his 3DS, and his copy of pokemon. "Anyone wan to have a quick battle?"

"What a waste," Sarah replied, "You really should make your own Doctor Who spinoff on youtube, maybe with some companions trying to return the TARDIS to the Doctor. With luck maybe the BBC will send Peter Capaldi to guest star."

Sarah then spent several moments mindlessly staring into the sunset before she realized that the new guy who'd met them on the way to the diner was trying to get her attention. He called her "ma'am". Good lord, a couple of years older and someone addresses her like she's an old hag. How thoughtlessly rude. She blushed, her cheeks reddening beneath the deathly gray corpse like pallor of her cheeks.

She was dressed as something of a harem girl, a black thong bikini and translucent sleeves and pants around her slender arms and legs. She wore a golden Barbie wig over her dark hair and it rolled down over her pale shoulders. Her skin was painted in mottled gray, like that of a corpse laying in the morgue while the eyes that returned Gio's gaze were grey, rheumy and looked glazed as if she were blind. Most strange of all was the jeweled, black bladed, plastic dagger with red runes that looked like it was buried several inches inside the blonde girl's head.

"Hello there, ma'am. I am afraid I did not introduce myself. My name is Gio Aguilar, or the esteemed Commissar Sebastian Yarrick. May I ask your name and the person your cosplaying as?"

Sarah found herself curtsying, dipping low in a way that let Gio look down into valley of her bikini top. "If I were able to reply I would say that I was Assallya Kressair, a Dungeons and Dragons sorceress hailing from Westgate in the Forgotten Realms" she orated, effecting a pompous attitude. Her manner changed as well, and her poise, looking more confidant as she assumed her alternate identity. "Alas I cannot reply for I am slain. I had seduced and was about to murder an old wizard when my own companions, having discovered that he alone knew the location of an ancient treasure, realized they had to save the wizard at any cost."

She tapped her black painted fingernail against the plastic dagger drawing his attention to it. "They burst in and saved him, throwing this soul slaying knife into my head and thus now I am dead."

Gio woke up on the couch, Commissariot hat blocking his vision. Letting out a groan, he set his legs on the ground and stood up. The room was a mess. Beer spilt everywhere and pizza was stuck on the carpet. All the other guys were hanging on the floor, food or beer stuck to their face. "The fuck did I do? Oh my Emperor, I need to-" his trap was held shut as his hat fully slid off his face.

Gio felt an extra weight on his left hand to see a claw in front of him. "What the fuck!?" The claw was the size of his thigh and looked like his actual...... Gio went to feel his right eye and then realised something. It wasn't there! He felt a button at the side of his head and saw as his vision blurred for a quick second and then transformed into something else. Gio spent a few seconds zooming in and out onto Sarah's breasts before knocking out of it.

Gio then noticed how tall he was. His head was a foot from the ceiling! He felt for his Storm Bolter and whipped it out. "I wonder if this is real too?" He pulled the trigger. CLICK. Oh well. Nevermind.

Sarah lay where she had fallen asleep. It was an awkward position, she had been sitting on the rear of he sofa, watching the others play games and then slid down backwards into the seat to look up at the faces of those she was talking to. She liked seeing people's faces while talking with them, something that modern conveniences like video game consoles and cellular phones was growing more difficult.

She was still, unmoving. Her head hung upside down over the edge of the seat, golden tresses spilling upon the carpeted floor, one of her lower legs propped up, rising over the headrest. She looked different, her features more angular, her eyelashes longer, chin more tapered, even her height had seemingly been reduced. The prosthetic ears, simple putty points now were unbroken pieces of perfectly shaped flesh. Her eyes were closed, the kohl painted eyelids were dusted with silver. Her bikini had seemingly grown, was now a suede bustier and somehow during the night one breast had accidentally slipped free of it's cup. Her translucent silken sleeves and pants, formerly a cheap polyester were now true silk. Gold and silver coloured plastic jewelry now gleamed legitimately. Most disturbingly of all, the grey body paint had seemingly been sucked into her skin and the crimson rune covered dagger lodged in her head no longer looked plastic. It sat in her forehead still, eerily bereft of blood as if the dagger itself had drunk it all down. The crossguard was now elaborately carved, a pair of skeletal arms reaching towards the blade's tip, a skull sitting at the center of the guard looking as if it eagerly awaited blood flowing down the fuller towards it's fanged maw.

She did not awaken.

Tyler had found the closest chair and sat in it. In a matter of minutes he had fallen asleep, but as he slept... he changed. The plastic of his costume became real metal, and the flesh underneath? It had been transformed into circuits and wiring. While the appearance of his head remained mostly unchanged, the eye piece of his helmet seemed to become attached to his head. His legs became stronger, strong enough to jump 25 feet high. And his buster had became a real weapon, one that could be changed in the future.

Tyler's new robotic body jumped out of his sleep mode when he heard an explosion. He had leaped out of the chair and landed on his feet, his buster aimed forward on impulse. But he did not feel that impulse before. It did not take long for him to notice the changes. He felt very different. He no longer felt heat, he could no longer feel plastic on his body, and his vision was as clear as if he was not wearing his helmet. "Wah... What's going on?" He whispered to himself as he looked at his hand. He then reached for his head and pulled off his helmet, the sunglasses were still over his eyes. The sunglasses WERE his eyes. "Ok... this is creeping me out!" He almost shouted.

Gwendolyn could see rays of sunlight under the door. It was finally morning and she was hiding in the closet. Late last night she had come over from the hotel room next door to see why they were making so much noise and to ask them to keep it down. She had not expected to be invited in. By the point she joined the party most of them seemed pretty wasted. For whatever reason she was now hiding in the closet, she didn't remember having a single drink but her memory was still oddly fuzzy. She was in her cosplay outfit which made sense because she decided to take a late night motorcycle ride for kicks. She decided to leave before anyone noticed she was there.

Grabbing her helmet, Gwendolyn pushed he door open very slowly. Peeking around the room it seemed like no one was awake yet. She began to tiptoe carefully across the floor, inching closer and closer to the door. She was almost there when she heard a voice, too close for comfort. Slowly turning around she saw a man lying on the couch he was facing the opposite direction messing around with some sort of metal looking claw. Gwendolyn took another tentative step backwards, luckily there was a slice of pizza right under her heel. She fell dropping her helmet, which rolled away and knocked over some bottles. If there was anyone still asleep they were probably awake now.

Day 1

Aw, looks like Julie had fallen asleep while playing Bayonetta, the Wii U GamePad pushed aside as the girl had curled up on the floor to fall asleep. To the others, it seemed that there were certain changes that occurred with Julie. Even if she were curled up on the floor, it appeared as if she had grown a bit taller, like an abnormal growth spurt. The same could be said about her other body features, such as a much more slender and curvy figure than the average body that she once had. The raven black pixie cut wig would had seemed odd if it were still a wig since she had slept on it, but instead, it didn't, and had also somehow molded itself around her scalp. The golden antique prop that was worn on top of her chest was not plastic anymore, but real gold and the red prop in the middle was almost like a real crystal: in this case it should be the Left Eye of the World...but at least it wasn't all that real yet...right? The biggest thing that was different was that her clothing in general would appear and feel like real leather...and the catch was that it shouldn't come off... Hearing a bit of commotion in the room, Julie groggily woke up...yawning briefly before sitting up.

"...can you guys shut up?....some people here...are trying to get some shut eye..." she spoke in an annoyed voice and...unintentionally used a genuine British accent. It didn't take long for her to notice that, and she was a bit creeped out by that little feature. In all of her attempts, she couldn't nail that accent at all, and all of a sudden, she was speaking in that accent as if it were a lifelong trait of hers. Now wide awake from that moment of surprise, she was able to clearly see that something was off here. Especially with the others that were awake...she couldn't tell that well, but it was certain that the cosplays really looked too real to be cosplays. Wait, maybe this is some odd day-dream and she could just take off the cosplay she wore to end it all. Sounds good enough to her! Julie first tried to take the wig off...but all she felt was yanking of her own hair. Her hair... She let the sink in her head for a bit, and then she tried the clothes next, but same result with her hair as it felt like she was trying to rip herself apart. That was when she realized that Bayonetta's clothing couldn't be taken off by normal means, and that was because her clothing was made by the magical conduit that was her hair.

"...this isn't real...it's all a dream...it has to be..." Julie started to panic, trying to convince herself that it was all a dream and that it's a result from staying up too late. However, she had a hard time trying to use her own accent, forcing herself to avoid the British accent she had now. There was NO way she was becoming Bayonetta, and that the others shouldn't become like their cosplays too. Glancing at the ones that were awake at the time (Gio, Gwen, & Tyler), she urged with a shaky voice,"P-Please tell me this is all a dream...this can't be happening...right?" Her voice cracked a bit at the last word of her sentence, and it was unnoticeable to her that her panicking voice was a bit too loud that it would wake up the others.

David jumped up falling over. He sat up looking in the mirror. His face resembled Matt Smith in everyway. "What? what? What?" At that third what he had his hand on his throat. "This isnt my voice..." He said and noticed his hair was now like Matt Smith's. "whats going on?" David looked around at everyone who now resembled their characters. " He then looked at Julie and said "If this is a dream...we must be sharing it because were all having the same problem." David tried to talk in his nmormal voice but couldnt. He went to wake up everyone else.