got lost in a museum [the curator was unkind]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Master appears on the Plane, holding one Yuuto by the back of his shirt collar] Ryotarou, I think this belongs to you.

[Yuuto struggles in the Master's hold, extremely displeased with all of this.] Put me down, damn it! I said I was sorry!

[Sadly for Yuuto, the Master is not letting go] Not until Ryotarou comes to collect you.

Collect me?! He's not my babysitter! [Yuuto isn't giving up either.] Maybe if you just offered a tour like normal people, this wouldn't have happened.

I'm not a tour guide, you'll find, and the TARDIS isn't there for your amusement. Now don't be even more irritating than you already are. I haven't killed anyone in a few days and I try not to go more than a week between murders.

[Yuuto would be glaring daggers at the Master if he could see him properly, but that kind of talk is enough to shut him up momentarily.]

Comments

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

Heeeeh, what's a TARDIS? Is it fun?

[hasarrived.livejournal.com]

Yeah, until some grouchy alien kicks you out.

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

Ehhh??? There are aliens in it???

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Hi, alien here, and in fact the TARDIS is on a planet where humans happen to be alien as well, so there you go.

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

EHHH?? It's on another planet?? That's so neat~~~ nee nee, what's it like~?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

It's blue, it's half-broken, and it's not your business. Really, how does anyone with any intelligent stand these vapid mind?

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

But I wanted to know about the other planet~~ cause there's a guy that says he's a TARDIS, so it's kinda like an Imagin, right? Except sorta different~

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

An Imagin?

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

Yeah! We kinda look like this but we look like other things too sometimes~ [Well, usually only when not possessing a contract holder, but still...]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

What is an Imagin?

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

[Holds up a not-very-helpful crayon drawing of a bunch of Imagin?]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[....]

Do you know Ryotarou and Yuuto?

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

Sorta! They're not my Ryotarou and jerkface, but they're kinda like them?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I am the TARDIS and I am not here for your amusement.

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

AH! It's a person!

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I am not a person! [you've just offended her terribly, I'll have you know] Apologise!

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

But but- you look like a person... [The poor boy's confused now]

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

[as is understandable] These are merely projections of my consciousness using agitated protoplasm. I am most certainly not a human. Now apologise properly.

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

[And since he understood all of about... none of that~] Nuh uh. If you're really not a person, then what are you?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

I am the TARDIS, you stupid boy.

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

But that's what I asked to begin with, stu~pid~

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

If you believe me so stupid, why should I answer your question?

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

Cause you don't like getting called a person and otherwise I'm gonna do it again~?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Or I can simply ignore your existence like the insignificant insect you are?

[kotaekiitenai.livejournal.com]

But that wouldn't be any fun, okama-chan~