Basically, Doctor Who characters and a TARDIS load of other crazy fandoms meet on an online chatroom, with catastrophic results. Involving dance parties. And sentient bananas. Question: What could possibly go wrong when you put Doctor Who in an online chatroom? Answer? Guys. Seriously. This is Doctor Who. To put it better, what COULDN'T go wrong? {I don't think it's necessary to mention that I didn't create Doctor Who or any of these other amazing and strange fandoms, but.. I just did mention it. Oh well.}

Chelsea has never heard of the Doctor. She doesn't believe in aliens--she believes in fact. That is, until the TARDIS lands in a vegetable patch below her window. Suddenly, the stars are impossibly close, Cybermen are invading London, and everything she has never believed in has come to life...including her past. Chelsea Briton is not who she thinks she is. And she is going to remember. (Note: I'd bloody love to own Doctor Who or be as ridiculously talented as to paint the timey-wimey cover art but the fact remains I did not. BBC owns Doctor Who, and some brilliant person painted the cover picture. Thank you, whoever you are!)