realityshifted | 07; these tedious dances we run through [but I've memorized them all]

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07; these tedious dances we run through [but I've memorized them all]

[The Master sits on the red grass on the newly created part of Gallifrey that is on the Plane. His eyes are closed for a moment, savoring something that only he is privy to. It is perhaps an odd scene to those that know him, but he isn't disturbed by this in the least. Relaxing, he allows his mind to wander, his surroundings evoking memories of times long ago.

Running through fields until he could barely breathe. Huddling under covers as he was told stories passed down by an old hermit- As soon as he thinks of a particular story, there's a 'whoosh' and he feels the air shift around him.]

[The tinny child-like voice of a girl comes from a hovering mechanical sphere.]Did he make it? Is it a new place for us? Is it a game? Mister Master-

[An older sounding, gruff, yet still tinny male voice chimes in from another sphere. It hovers, slightly menacingly, over the other as it barks:] Leave him alone, he's resting! You'll bother him, you always bother him. It's why he doesn't like you!

[The third and final sphere gives a long suffering sigh, butting in between where the other two are hovering and beginning to nudge and shove at each other. His voice is more soft, sophisticated even, as he speaks:] Stop it, both of you. At this rate he hates you both and I don't blame him. He won't play any games with us if you keep it up.

[Before it can escalate further, the Master stands, turning to the three hovering spheres, the Toclafane.] That's enough now. [Fatherly tone is now in use.] I won't stand for you fighting amongst yourselves.

[The girl-sphere does a circle around the Master, flying a little ways into the red pasture and then back. The others stay close him. She completely ADDs on the argument she had been in only moments earlier.] Is it a game? Is it? Tell me please?

[The Master's smile is wicked.] Yes, yes it is a game. Shall we go play?

[OOC: Ladies and gentlemen, the Master is now a God. And to start you get to meet his "kids", they love arguing with each other, playing horrible games with their father, and destroying everything in sight. Oh! And killing humans. Can't you see the resemblance?]

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[Nathan has a new toy too. It's a horse, and let's just say he's been playing around, so when he spots a familiar face, he rides over.]

Hey!

[The horse comes to a slow. Nathan's ... still in armor. He's going to wear that this whole time. For now, his eyes are glowing red because it makes him look like a scary demon riding an evil horse through space, okay.]

Nice balls.

[The Master walks over to him, the spheres hover around him before zooming off to inspect this newcomer.] They are called the Toclafane.

[He looks to them.] Manners, say hello to Nathan.

[The girl-sphere hovers around, more interested in the horse:]

[Then the gruff sounding sphere, hovers in front of Nathan as if he were regarding him with a critical eye, but says nothing. The quiet sphere hovers a polite distance away:]

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[Nathan stares at them, though you can't really tell, seeing as his eyes are solid red and glowing. Only when he turns his head can you tell what direction he's looking at.]

Uh, sure. To both. I fucking love Scrabble. I suck at like, internet Scrabble? But then I just threaten to kill whoever is beating me. It's awesome.

[Talking balls. Okay, he can roll with this, they're like robots or something.]

When did you get these, and why the fuck haven't you brought them around before?

[Head is turned your way, Master, so you can be sure of who is being spoken to here.]

[The killing game! They know that one, the adore it. The gruff one hovers away to stay close to the Master, content that this other person is not a threat. The quieter one hovers closer while the girl-sphere nudges at the horse in an attempt to pet it.]

[Nice eyes.] Because where I come from, they were taken from me. I brought them back. [He watches them hover with excitement and conjures up a small army of mannequins with a thought. He motions towards them.] How about you show our friend Nathan what you can do, children?

[The horse and the new man forgotten, there's is a squeal of excitement from the girl-sphere as she flies towards the mannequins, blades and spikes extended before she tears into the nearest one. The other two follow suit, small exclamations of 'Haha!' coming from them as the decimate the rest with their blades and lasers. Soon there is nothing but shredded plastic, a few random limbs, and melted pools left.]

[A broad smile crosses his face, showing off perfectly white teeth.]

Fucking badass.

[But there's a little left, and Nathan gestures in a rough, violent way, spraying fire from one hand onto the few remaining plastic bits and random limbs. Wheee.]

Those are pretty cool. Fucking sucks they got taken, but hey! Problem fucking solved, right?

[With the need for fire over, he pets his horse on the side of his neck.]

So, uh. Do they have names or something?

I thought you'd appreciate their talents. [He smiles as the fire engulfs what is left, the three spheres flying through the flames with shrieks of delight, remaining unharmed.]

Yes, problem solved. And the girl is Lily, the boy that was staring while being rude and not introducing himself is Thomas, and the soft-spoken boy is Jordan. I never got around to naming the other 5, 999, 999, 997.

Yeah, I kind of pegged the not talking one as a Thomas. Fucking bizarre, but, uh, I guess he's just a ... Thomas-y guy.

[He shrugs.]

You should give the rest of them numbers. All my employees have numbers. All hundreds of thousands of them. Only the cool ones get names.

He takes things very seriously. [purses lips in thought] I could but if I brought them all here, it might get crowded.

Nah. This place is fucking huge. I've been riding Thunderhorse around for a few hours and still haven't found shit.

[smiles widely] I would, but I'm sure you know how children get, always bickering. You'd hate to see the fights for attention, whole continents left in shambles.

[He shrugs.]

Oh, no way. I see that on a daily basis, that's totally nothing new.

Regrettably, I am still trying to maintain something of a low profile where I come from. These three would draw far too much attention if I returned with them. [Oh, but the gears in his head are turning. If he can do this, what else can he do, and how far does the power extend.]

[What the Master really needs, right now, is an empathetically defunct ex-mad scientist.]

It's nice to meet you. If you have a moment, I'd like to use you as a test subject.

[Miku is right. He really does need to work on his sales pitch.]

[~~How did you know that was on his Christmas list?~~ For a moment he wonders if he has heard that correctly. He thinks over it again, even as the usually quiet, more gruff sphere hovers to inspect this person, and then the Master laughs.]

I think not. You should find someone else.

[The sphere hovers closer.]

[Jade carries on, apparently not giving a shit. Because, well. It's Jade. He has experimented on himself before. Instead of being afraid, he answers the question happily.] I'm worried that he might be gravely ill.

[The Master opens his mouth to say something about this but anything of that sort is cut off before it begins by the sphere that was questioning Jade; it flies back and begins to scan the Master.]

[That was what he really wanted, have a glare for your trouble.] I'm perfectly fine. Who are you and what makes you suspect I may be ill?

[Jade's going to keep going with this, because this is how he is.] It's possible your scanners aren't equipped to detect the problem. The technology may be unique to my world. Have you ever heard of the Contamination Effect?

You didn't answer my first question. [he mulls the other person's question over though.] No, but I'm certain you're going to explain it to me.

My name is Jade. But I don't have to explain if you don't want me too.

[dryly] Color me curious. Please, continue.

Fonons and elements of matter sometimes separate and fuse together, as with metals in creating alloys. The Contamination Effect is the name for that sort of integration. It can be dangerous enough to cause madness or death.

I hardly think I have to worry about either of those at the present moment.

If you're certain.

I am quite certain, but your concern has not gone unnoticed.

My heart is overflowing with such concern for my fellow-man, it's hard for others not to notice.

[Curiosity isn't just a characteristic best suited for children. Observing from a distant right now, it's kind of obvious that Ai is just a little fascinated by these floating mechanical ~~death traps~~ spheres.]

[And the spheres don't notice her at first, they are busy looking at everything else on the Plane, zooming to and fro-only to once again return to the Master's side as he walks along with them.]

[He is dangerous, the Master. Despite the gaps in her knowledge, Leela had known that from the moment that she had met him. You did not need to be wise to know the sights and the sounds of evil. She should not have approached him. She should not have given in to her curiosity.]

Those are strange toys for a Time Lord.

[Time Lords were not the sort of 'play', unless it was with lives and histories.]

They aren't toys, they are living beings. A blend of technology and organic matter born of desperation. [He smiles condescendingly.] But if I forget what I know, try not to think very hard about it, and focus on the blinking lights and strange voices, I can almost see where you would come to think that.

You were the one who spoke of playing with them.

[She was used to that sort of condescension from Time Lords. She would not rise to it.]

But that is what you do with children, is it not?

Are they your children?

[matter of factly] Yes.

Then I will not trust them.

Savage, you wound! You would deny them simply because they are mine?

Yes. As would anyone who has met you.

So quick to judge, and so critically of children. If the fault lies with anyone it is with me in how I have looked after them, I'm rather inexperienced with children.

I am not blaming them, I am blaming you. I am only wary of them. I can imagine what you will have taught them.

I taught them nothing they didn't already throw themselves into with enthusiasm.

You speak like a serpent. You say a great deal, but you hide the meaning of your words.

What did you teach them?

How to survive by whatever means necessary. [he smiles widely then] And how to have fun, of course.

Then they have no honour. They care for no one but themselves.

Had you been where they have come from, you might think differently. They really aren't so different from yourself. They fight to survive. Yes, they enjoy it, but children enjoy the games they play. Children can also be cruel. All of these things are made stronger for them due to the nature of what they did to themselves.

We all fight for survival. That is not why I do not trust them.

Their cruelty does not make them strong. It only makes them cruel!

You misunderstand. I meant to say that the emotions and whims that drive them affect them more acutely than they might you or I. They were not always like this, at one point in time they were like you, the state you see them in now is something they inflicted upon themselves to continue their existence.

Did you force them to choose this fate? This ... empty existence?

They chose it from the choices presented to them.

If the only other choice is death, that does not count.

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07; these tedious dances we run through [but I've memorized them all]

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I don't even know where this is going

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so very sorry for the fail *hides*

I see no fail!

awww <3!

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so very sorry for the fail hides