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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Master is ambling along, hands clasped behind his back, an air of disinterest to his person]

[This is in great contrast to his companion, the Doctor, who is smiling quietly]

[after some time, in a light, callous voice, the Master speaks] I feel minds. Echoes of our own.

...Hm? Oh, that's interesting, isn't it? I wonder which ones. [scratches the back of his head] Seems to be some other people around.

Ohh, blessed relief. I could kiss someone for this. I would kiss my wife, but apparently that's not allowed. Really, Doctor, jealousy is no reason to forbid me conjugal visits.

[shoves his hands into his pockets] It's for her sake. She needs a chance to recover, assuming there's anything left of her in there.

She's not the only broken thing I've touched. [reaches a hand out to the Doctor's cheek, just brushing it] Destroyer of worlds.

[gives him a hard look] I think...we should find out where we are. It might be related to the trap from earlier.

[grins and spins around, holding his arms out in welcome to the space around them] Hello! Hello, hello, anyone and everyone. I'm the Master—sorry, I'm the Prisoner, and this is my loving captor, the Jailor.

[only half paying attention] I'm the Doctor, actually.

Would anyone care to inform as to where we are? Lovely scenery, though. [nudges the Doctor, nodding to a constellation] That looks like Kasterborous. Interesting.

[looks curiously up at the constellation] It does. In fact, I think it is. Now that's a bit telling.

Do you suppose it's taken out of our minds? It's a pretty obvious bit of scenery to throw in there. Absolutely destroys the realism. Who'd put Andromeda next to the Trapeloid?

Someone who doesn't know their galactic movements very well. I suppose this could be a projection. I haven't seen a system yet that I haven't been too personally.

[pulls a bag of Jelly Babies out of his pocket and pauses just before popping one into his mouth] Say whatever sniveling, wet sentiment you need to say about the stars and the constellations before I start eating. I'd hate to vomit out perfectly good jelly babies.

[rolls his eyes] Let's find out what's going on first. And then we can admire the construction of this. [snatches a Jelly Baby]

[slaps the Jelly Baby out of the Doctor's hand, catching it and popping it into his mouth with a smug grin]

[glares quite sulkily]

((ooc: Blue is for the Doctor and red is for the Master. Also, they'll totally be threadhopping on each other and other people, so fair warning.))

Comments

[acrotomophile]

[amused, watching them]

Sorry, we already have a Master and a Doctor. You're a little late to apply for the job.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

A-ha! So we are already here. Thought so. Don't suppose you could tell me what we look like, could you?

[acrotomophile]

[raises eyebrows] Sure. The Doctor wears black and red - pretty nice guy. Has a hat. Blond.

The Master has a beard, fangs... Yellowish eyes. Snazzy dresser. Kinda formal.

There's also a guy that looks just like your Prisoner, by the way. It's uncanny.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

[peers over at the Master] ...Sam? Why are you saying you're the Master?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow, popping a jelly baby into his mouth] Because I am the Master. Not Sam. Horrible name, 'Sam.' So bland.

[seventhcoil.livejournal.com]

The Master has a beard. And fangs. ...Did you get hit by a car again?

[didorothy]

[.... hm. Should check food for LSD. WHAT THE HELL???]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

... [stares back] ...Master? [shakes his head] No, sorry, uhm, hello? [waves a hand in front of Sam]

[didorothy]

The Master? You don't mean -- I'm not him. Who're you? Who's he? [points at bloke who looks like him]

[lamb_of_gold]

...Sam?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

No. I'm the Master. He just looks exactly like me for some strange reason. Probabilities, you know, monkeys and typewriters.

[lamb_of_gold]

....Your resemblance seems far too uncanny for chance, but given the nature of this place, I really shouldn't be so surprised.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

[and this is this Master, arms crossed and generally looking displeased. he has nothing to say to either of you for various purposes. idk he's moody or something today, Five ... didn't cook dinner or something who knows]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor is insisting he didn't do anything glare worthy yet] Master. Well, you look cheerful as ever.

[demnify.livejournal.com]

Doctor.

[he isn't glaring, he is simply looking displeased - it doesn't help that the... other version of himself also looks like the man who recently shot him, nooo]

And which version of you is this, hmmm? Eighth? Ninth? Tenth? Past that?

[B|]

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

... Would you rather be called "The Master" or "The Prisoner."

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

The former.

[contract_star]

Another "Master"?

But you look like Mr. Tyler...

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I, however, have the good fortune not to be him.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[and this is the Guv, staring at the Master] The hell are you wearing, Tyler?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow, looks Gene over, and Isn't Impressed] You can go back to your bad seventies cop-show now.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[ooo, candy! would like some, but is just sort of...hiding off to the side and watching, instead. haha, scared!Suiseiseki is scared]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[spots her and smiles] Hello, there! Everything all right?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

[...whut.]

I wish I could say this is the weirdest thing I've seen around here, but I think those jewel-monsters are still winning.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

What? We're not that odd looking, are we? ...Sorry, 'jewel-monsters'?