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[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[Remember that metal orb the Master created? You know, the one that set up a four-dimensional projection of a craigslist ad in flashing, 3D neon lights?

Well, there's a new one on the Plane. What does the sign say, you ask?

"Bored 900-year-old Time Lord seeks new best enemy for Epic Battles across time and space.

Minimum Requirements:

- genius
- able to keep me on my toes
- witty sense of humour
- an ego that's bigger than mine
- at least 900 years of experience

Submit resumes below. Applicants will be contacted via Plane post box for an interview."

Below the sign is a table, with a box for the resumes. The Doctor's feet are also propped up on the table and he's leaning back in a chair, looking rather pleased with his work.]


[The poster of this entry takes no responsibility for the Master being Rather Cross with any applicants. :D]

Comments

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[she hugs him back after a moment]

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[yay hugtiems~. eventually, he murmurs;] I hope you managed to get a picture of his reaction, at least. I don't think he's been slapped by anyone before.

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[she cracks a smile] No, but if you've got a camera, my hand's ready for a repeat performance. Never too old for a good slap if you ask me, even if he is a co-founder of your people or whatever.

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

Might just have to take you up on that sometime. And he is one of them, yes. Been a big fan of his for a long time, despite...y'know. Stuff. [like having to kill him twice. and blowing up his boyfriend. and getting shot...yes. stuff. :|]

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

So...after we've got his photo of him being slapped, are you going to ask him for his autograph or something?

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[laughs] Y'know, that's a brilliant idea, I hadn't thought of that. Not that he'd ever give it.

[forever-noble.livejournal.com]

[just...shakes her head]