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realityshifted2010-09-03 01:00 am
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[There is a Dalek on the Plane.]
[The sense of menace that usually accompanies it is muted, somehow. The creature is still, unmoving, its eyestalk sagging lifelessly and its weapons array disabled. Closer inspection, if someone is bold enough, would reveal the reason for this unnatural stillness -- there is a gaping hole blown into the back of the Dalek’s upper casing.]
[...It’s best you don’t look in there. You may never view fried squid the same way again.]
[Crouched next to the Dalek is one Lord Founder Omega. There’s a hardness to him, at the moment, a grim smile on his face. He is carefully disassembling the casing, hands covered in thick welding gloves.]
[He actually seems quite pleased by this situation.]
[The sense of menace that usually accompanies it is muted, somehow. The creature is still, unmoving, its eyestalk sagging lifelessly and its weapons array disabled. Closer inspection, if someone is bold enough, would reveal the reason for this unnatural stillness -- there is a gaping hole blown into the back of the Dalek’s upper casing.]
[...It’s best you don’t look in there. You may never view fried squid the same way again.]
[Crouched next to the Dalek is one Lord Founder Omega. There’s a hardness to him, at the moment, a grim smile on his face. He is carefully disassembling the casing, hands covered in thick welding gloves.]
[He actually seems quite pleased by this situation.]