Excerpt: In Which the Ninth Doctor is Mistaken for That Guy in Gone in 60 Seconds'

The great interplanetary alignment of the sixteen planets of Rigil Kentaurus is an event that happened every fifty thousand years. Naturally, someone had the bright idea to throw a party to celebrate this momentous occasion and the idea snowballed from there. The Official Party Committee (which outlasted six Galactic Empires, three Republic and four intergalactic wars and countless minor wars that no one really cared about) hired the best publicity firm that money, booze, credit cards, kittens, gold bars and unlimited chocolate could buy.

Double-Double Publicity Firm promptly declared that the Great Interplanetary Alignment was the place to be and spent the next ten thousand years endlessly promoting the event. Naturally every single religious group within the Delphi cluster of galaxies (10 galaxies in total) decided that their Chosen One, Great Redeemer, Death God etc was going to put in a personal appearance. Therefore October 35, 2/2341 was declared a universe religious holiday with every religious group fighting for their piece of the pie and worshippers. Several planets laughed all the way to the bank when they sold huge sections of their planets to the religious groups. Except the inhabitants of Rigil Kentaurus IV, who due to a clerical error sold their planet to the Church of Elvis.

Double-Double Publicity Firm sent out invitations to everyone as well. After all a party isn’t a party without some of the biggest names in the universe and somehow the last remaining Timelord in the universe received one.

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