[thebrigsmoustache]

"I don't know how this is supposed to work?" Jo pressed a quick kiss to the moustache before hurrying away, wondering why anyone would ask her to kiss a moustache, of all things. "Sorry Brigadier!"

"Well then. That was odd. This is not the first time someone has been put up to kiss me. Oh well."

[clarasdoctahs]

What actually happened during Invasion of the Dinosaurs

[thebrigsmoustache]

You bet your ass I'm fine.

[thebrigsmoustache]

The Doctor caught the mustache in a net. He got it out of the net and reluctantly kissed it, then let it go. "This will be the last time I make any bets with Lethbridge-Stewart."

"Humm, well that was odd. For a second I thought you were going to kill me. Oh, the Brigadier put you up to it? I guess he has a sense of humor after all." 

[thebrigsmoustache]

I ship you with the walkie-talkie.

Humm? The walkie-talkie? I am afraid I don't know who, or rather, what, you are talking about. 

[thebrigsmoustache]

Well you won't have to try very hard, you're already the best mustache there is! :D Do you have any plans of where to go next, though? Like any places you want to see or- or, um, actually- can you see?

Oh, why thank you! Humm, not really. I'm just taking everything in, one day at a time. And at least on Earth, I've already seen some pretty amazing places, thanks to the Brigadier. And well, it is in a way a type of sight, but I don't think it's anything quite like what others have. It's almost like, I can sense my surroundings, feel where I am and whats around me. I can make out shapes, but I don't think I exactly see them. And I can kinda interpret colors. Very basic levels of colors, sorta. My "sight" is almost basic, though, it's not like I have eyes. So, in a way, yes, I can sorta see, but not really. It's actually quite hard to describe. 

[thebrigsmoustache]

Aww, I can't imagine why anyone would ever want to be hurtful towards you. ;x; You're just such an adorable little thing- even the Brigadier should recognize that. *Pets* Don't you let him get you down, though. I bet he's just jealous he doesn't have such a wonderful little mustache on his face any more. I bet you'll do great things now that you've branched out on your own~

Well, people have. Aww, thank you though! Hehe, yeah, I've been trying not to. And thank you again, I will try, to be the best moustache there ever was or is!

[thebrigsmoustache]

"Is there anything you can do besides talk, think and float? So, can I just..." Adric plucks the moustache from the air and places it on his upper lip and laughs.

"I'm not sure yet, I'm still just coming to terms with my life. Who knows, maybe later I will discover other things I can do. And hey! Stop that! If you want to wear me, please ask first before you just grab me like that!" 

[thebrigsmoustache]

Oh wow, was that scary? .x. It seems like it'd be kind of scary to suddenly come to life and float away from the face you called home- how did the poor Brigadier take it? You were such an important part of his face- you're an important part of his face even when you're not it, for that matter! But at least you get to meet people on your own now. *Nods*

Nah, not really. I felt fine, happy even, just to have life. I felt free. Well, he didn't take it so well... He is trying to kill or imprison me. He said he was going to grow a new moustache, which would have been fine by me, but then he said there can't be a moustache floating around! But I am happy I get to meet people, as long as the aren't being hurtful. 

[thebrigsmoustache]

"That's... interesting. Well, you can't really do much, so what is this about people getting vengeful? I have more pity than vengefulness."

"Yes, I should think so. Well, two people thought I was a hallucination caused by something and that I was just from their imagination. For some reason, this made them very angry and they wanted to try to kill me, thinking that would stop their "imagination" from driving them insane. But the one did, I think, realize that I am really and apologized for trying to kill me. As for other people trying to kill me, for reasons still quite unknown, the person’s who lip I belong to wants to either kill me or imprison me. And, while I don’t particularly need pity, it is better than vengeance, so I thank you for that."

[thebrigsmoustache]

Aw, I'm so glad you're perfectly fine. ;x; *Pets again just to be sure* And no! No, we shouldn't try to find other things that can hurt you. You're such a pretty little mustache- or handsome little mustache if you'd rather. You should stay away from anything dangerous-looking so you don't get hurt. ;x; But can I... can I ask what caused you to come off of your host lip, or um- if that's being rude, you can ignore me. .x.

Hehe, well I am glad as well. And agree with you there. Why thank you! I am fine being called either. I do generally try to stay away from them, yes. No, you’re not being rude at all! I am happy to share with everyone the story of moustache life! Anyway, so, the Doctor’s TARDIS malfunctioned, or something or other, and I got shocked into life. I was able to float and I flew cleanly off of the Brigadier’s face.

[thebrigsmoustache]

"I assume I don't know this Brigadier guy. How did you, y'know, detach yourself?"

"Probably not, he tends to stay on Earth. Well, I believe something went wrong with the Doctor’s TARDIS and I got sparked to life. With that spark, I could think and float, and of course, talk. I think the floating helped me detach from his face, I came cleanly off."

[thebrigsmoustache]

I just... I'm not sure if you need to breathe and I don't want to accidentally hurt you. ;x; *Squishes very carefully* ... Are you alright? I didn't hurt you, did I? .x. *Tries to smooth slightly squished mustache*

"You what, I’m not entirely sure if I have to breather or not either… Let me try something…" He tries breathing in and out, but to no avail. "Humm, doesn’t look like I need to breathe. And has for hurting, me, I am perfectly fine! I think the only things that can hurt me are sharp and pointy, like, razors, and scissors. Probably fire as well, and I’m not sure what else, but I certainly don’t want to find out. "

[thebrigsmoustache]

*Pets very carefully* I just want to hug you, except I'm not sure if it's possible to hug a mustache. ;x; It wouldn't hurt you if I tried, would it?

Ah, I'm sure trying couldn't hurt! Why not try?

[thebrigsmoustache]

You are the single most adorable mustache in the entire world. ;x; May I pet you?

Aww, why thank you! And yes, you may! Anytime! 

[thebrigsmoustache]

"Vengeful? What do I have against a floating, talking moustache?!" Adric poked it. "Whose upper lip were you on before you disembarked?"

I don’t know, but other people sure have found a way, quite a few people actually. I was the Brigadier’s moustache, an old friend of the Doctor’s. Almost everyone seems to like him, so I don’t know why the wouldn’t like me.

[thebrigsmoustache]

"I'm, er, good. You are a talking moustache."

Why yes, yes I am. Amazed, awed, confused? Or, seeing as how people have been reacting so far, disgusted and hateful and vengeful? 

[thebrigsmoustache]

"So I hear you're a, erm, moustache?"

Why yes, I am. Hello! How are you?