on a wine-soaked strobe-lit Asiatic hall of mirrors {and a dash of loneliness}

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Master is turning a small metal orb in his hands]

Centuries of dedication to the fine art of technical mechanics, and I turn it to this. How altruistic can I get?

[He tosses the orb into the air, where it sets up a four-dimensional projection of these words in flashing, 3D neon lights:

Ten-thousand-year-old immortal seeks dominating politician for ice cream binges, pioneering new societies, and snuggling. Must know some amount of science, enjoy genocide, and be tolerant of multiple personality disorder. Megalomania a plus. Magic-users need not apply.

Please send any inquiries via plane post box to Omega, The Engineer of Rassilon. Submissions without pictures will receive no reply.

This particular bout of literally mocking his own ancestor done with, the Master grabs a big, comfy chair to sit in and starts on his bag of popcorn]

[The poster of this entry takes no responsibility for Omega being Rather Cross any respondents.]

Comments

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[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

This is awfully generous of you. I don't know if Omega will appreciate it, though.

2/3

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

3/3

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

He is a bit of a wet blanket, I know. That's why I put it up! That man really needs to get laid.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[the grin of a monster] My Lord Founder! Something the matter?

...combo breaker! Go me!

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I would offer for everyone's sake, but he's really not that type. Actually, he's quite rude.

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[seething] You know very well what the matter is.

it's because you are a troll

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[sympathetic] I know, but it's like those racist grandparents that you just can't get to shut up. Archaic, but a founder is a founder.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[arches an eyebrow at the altruistic bit, and then...well...the rest]

Snuggling? Seriously? So I'm guessing that's another piece of information you picked up from your time as Rassilon then?

I didn't mean to :(

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't really know what racist grandparents are like, but I get what you mean. Straxus is younger than Omega, right? He's much sweeter.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Ah, you really are altruistic, sir. Devoting yourself to helping someone find their other half is a truly noble goal.

[pauses, thinking of those requirements]

But you might be too specific in your advertisement. Do you think there will be anyone here who will meet those requirements?

[hostclubmoekko.livejournal.com]

You're playing match-maker? How kind of you! I imagine Monsieur Omega will be glad to receive your assistance!

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

I am not.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[steals some of the Master's popcorn] He might just hate you more than hates me once he sees this.

[hostclubmoekko.livejournal.com]

Oh, are you already taken?

[cosmic-engineer.livejournal.com]

[scowling] I am not interested.

suurreeee

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Our would-be renegade, High Council messenger boy is near enough to almost be one of my contemporaries, give or take a couple hundred years. Modern era, anyway. Do you like him? He's a bit... [the Master waves a hand] proper.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Omega, don't scowl like that. Your face will get stuck that way.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Maybe a little bit, but it was more a matter of discretion. Didn't want to say anything inappropriate in front of the kiddies.

[hostclubmoekko.livejournal.com]

Nonsense! You simply haven't found your beloved one yet!

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[a stage whisper to the young lady] His name was Rassilon. The poor bloke's been mourning his ex for centuries now. He needs help moving on.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[makes a face] Well, I suppose I should thank you for that much. [but now he has that mental image and he can't get it out of his head, robes and all] And all of it at once then, too? [he is a bit horrified at all this now]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Believe it or not, blondie, those traits are pretty common among my people. But I was hoping to let good Omega move outside the species's box, seek new horizons! And where better than at a nexus between multiple universes?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[points a screwdriver (set to 'char lightly') at Nine's offending hand and fires] Not thinking of answering the advertisement, are you?