Work hard, play hard, just never grow complacent.

Finally, the fusion of all three, the unstoppable Queen Industria, the goddess of progress and hard work. She represents the unquenchable drive forward, through labor, through art, and through social progress, and she's dragging the world along behind her whether they like it or not.

Mighty Casey, the fusion of Jack and Screwball. Screwball has interests beyond art, and one of them is baseball. Both of them are already pretty solidly built, and between Screwball's keen eye, Jack's clear mind, and their shared raw power, their fusion makes for a hell of a home-run hitter.

Chrona's fundamental understanding of the universe gave Screwball a view of the whole of creation, while Screwball's appreciation for beauty gave Chrona the chance to appreciate it rather than study and maintain it.

Princess Urania, the fusion of Chrona and Screwball, has her head in the stars. In contrast to the present-minded Doppler, Urania likes to look at the big picture; more specifically, the sweeping circles and curves that trace the heavens over the eons.

Jack's affable empty-headedness left Chrona able to truly live in the moment for once, experiencing the flow of time as she runs through it, one second at a time.

Doppler, the fusion of Chrona and Jack, is as boundlessly energetic as she is single-mindedly focused. Jack's physical prowess and Chrona's dedication to proper chronology resulted in a long-distance runner... a very, very long-distance runner. Good luck ever getting her to stop.

Screwball, the goddess of creativity, the arts, and divine madness. An intellectual and artist, the muse and the genius to every imaginative mind. Of course, even the embodiment of creativity sometimes finds herself in a rut, so naturally she leapt at the chance to experience altered consciousness.

Jack the Jock Jackass. Friendly, uncomplicated, and hardworking, it spends much of its time at the gym, perfecting its physique. He's as strong as three oxen, and about as bright as them as well, but he's always ready to lend a hand to anyone in need.

Princess Chrona, goddess of time, fate, and history, known to her friends as Dinky Doo. Pragmatic, sharply witty, and deviously intelligent, she weaves together the tapestry of the universe with a careful eye.

On top of all that, this is the episode that launched Doctor Who's first spinoff show, that incredible fast-paced detective thriller of a secret agent out of his natural environment... Inspector Macra?

Still, that's all the more space to jam in John Lennon, sonic sporrans, and discussions about how much shagging was occurring in 1813.

Yes, it's Time Ram, taking their first Gatwa episode and ramming it roughshod into the Troughton era. Unfortunately, this is 1966, so most of the gay content didn't make it. More unfortunately, there isn't actually a lot left once that gets taken out.

Or, should he encounter a rather mischievous book of 'short' stories, well, this will happen.

He can probably turn himself back... eventually, after the mental effects start to fade. How long will that be? Weeeell...

And obviously we can't have Daisy without Basira. The goat thing made a little more sense with the wolf, but goats are useful for making skittish animals chill out (eg s2 Jon)

(Something about dulling the prey instinct, something about putting people at ease. Something about Judas goats.)

So let's all have a big hand (a very, very big hand) for the Doctor as she takes on the fiendish forces of the night, in the form of Kayvan Novak, Natasia Demetriou, and Matt Berry.