the change in your face [when anger shows]

[didorothy]

[Have you, gentle reader, ever wanted to know what barely contained, borderline homocidal rage sounds like when delivered in John Simm's delightful Mancunian accent? Then here is your chance!]

There is a savannah. Outside of Manchester.

A savannah. Outside. Of Manchester.

Everywhere.

With cheetahs!

Gene Hunt, I am going to gut you, and when I'm done I'll have 'em prepared for your funeral so your Missus doesn't have to cook.

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[flashknickers.livejournal.com]

[Sam, have a hand on your shoulder] I'm not sure gutting our DCI would make a good mark on your record.

[didorothy]

It will when the ruddy cheetahs take over Manchester.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[and the Master! :D he's a pleased man today] Oooo, I do love when you get angry, Mr. Tyler.

[didorothy]

Don't you even start.

[notquiteawidow.livejournal.com]

Maybe they're from the zoo. Did you see any elephants? Or a tiger?

[didorothy]

They're not from the zoo, Donna. They're from the Master's Cheetah Planet.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Someone got the short end of the stick in a reality merge.

[didorothy]

Don't joke; it's the Master who's got the rest of this reality.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Don't you even start, you lousy little shit. Who brought bloody vampires to my City?

[didorothy]

Three! Three vampires in an otherwise perfectly normal city, and not even every part of it. And--[for get this: as he promised Donna, two punches]

[madamemoiselle]

{Surprised!} Ne, a savannah? Why is that so bad, Sam?

[didorothy]

Because the person who has a savannah for a home reality is the person who killed my DCI.

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

[smiles archly]

Do you have something against animals, sir?

[didorothy]

I do when they're wandering around my city uncontained.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Headtilt] You don't like cheetahs?

[didorothy]

I don't like them wandering my city, and I definitely don't like what they come with.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Still wearing training weights and carrying her weapon]

I'm to take it there isn't savanna there on an ordinary day? What do cheetahs look like, anyway? I've heard stories about them from Carthaki travelers.

[didorothy]

No, no there isn't. Britain isn't known for its drylands because it doesn't have any. Basically, they're big cats with spots who can tear the throat out of anyone they please in my city.

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

[Still looking rather dizzy, but fed up a bit and tended to, so he's not falling asleep on his feet any more.] This is, I would say from the way you are speaking, not an ordinary thing?

[didorothy]

No, it's just a bit out of the ordinary, and a bit more from what's normally out of the ordinary.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Outside of Manchester? Really?

[didorothy]

Yeah, really. Outside of Manchester in all their spotted, growling, Macunian-eating glory, though occasionally they see fit to bless the city with their presence within it.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Sam, I suggest you calm down.

[didorothy]

Oh, don't use that tone on me.

[shinypaws.livejournal.com]

Ah! Hello, Sam Tyler! I have not seen you in some time~

Chee-tahs? What is a chee-tah?

[didorothy]

It's a .... large cat. A large, dangerous, fast cat. With spots.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

Who the hell lives in a savanna?

[didorothy]

One of the Masters.

[contract_star]

[It's taking all of Hei's willpower just to be here right now. He's standing several yards away, avoiding actually looking at Sam. It's awhile before he actually manages to say anything.]

There's a way to undo it.

[didorothy]

[no matter how much he'd like to know that, he lifts his hands up, holds them out, and takes a step away from Hei]

You can tell Misaki to tell me.