Crystal Harkstone was the average Whovian. She believed that the doctor was in fact real in a parallel dimension, as did every Whovian. When looking through head cannons and fan fictions, a vortex sucks her into a parallel dimension. Her dream dimension might she add. Knowing all of this bow tie wearing alien's secrets up until his next generation, the Doctor gets curious of this mystery girl and her secrets...

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.}