Can I possess you? ππ
M!A possessed by The Master for two days.
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on my way to kidnap your husband α( α )α
on my way to rid the universe of an alien menace once and for all...any last words? π€¨π€¨π€¨
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@dosminius said: (master vc) not *you* again {π}
"yes, because you're so superior." a soft scoff. "come now, we're hardly the doctor, we don't need to be squabbling with each other on sight. we can be civilized. have decent conversation and stab each other in the back later."
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πππππΒ Β ππΒ Β ππππΒ (iβm so sorry fjchch)
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"... Pass."
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ship? /j
tony stark vc: sure buddy i can get you some specs of some submarines i've mocked up in the past. [five hundred pages of blueprints fall from his bag]
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@dosminius asked for Torvic (masochism?)
"Look at you... So cool, I feel almost compelled to take you seriously." There's no particular introduction before that, she just got over-excited at the sight of her old punchbag.
"What is it that you called yourself now? The Master? Master of what?"
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" you're a demanding little thing, aren't you? "
he doesnβt scowl, certainly doesnβt squirm under the masterβs gaze. no, nope, definitely not. the doctor avoids his gaze, he doesnβt look at the master but he can feel his gaze on him, something like a shiver running down his spine at the feeling. he fiddles with a few buttons on the console of the tardis, pretending to be busy, pointedly ignoring him. the doctor opens his mouth to speak and then shuts it again, his hand moves to pull a lever and then falters at the masterβs words, his hands pulling on the lever a little harder than he meant to, the tardis shakes for a moment, shooting out an annoyed beep. βiβm sorry,β he murmurs, quietly, hands running soothingly across the console. he sighs then before finally daring to glance at the master. βif thatβs true, you would give me what i want.β
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ship? /j
Come on buddy have some self respect here didn't she leave you stranded in the time vortex on a wreckage with a sociopath?ΒΏ
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whereβs my wedding invite? >:/
Course he's invited. He's the magician they hired. Now, for his famous regeneration act. ......
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Do you want me to possess you? asking for myself.
β i'd rather fuck a weevil , thanks . no man who hates the welsh is possessing me . . . keep your goo snake to yourself . β
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@dosminius: liked.
Morgana folded one leg over the other as the Master let his presence be known. They were something of old friends, she having had traveled with him for a time before settling back in her home in London again. She was surprised to see him, this time in a different form, but that part did not surprise her.
β Let me guess, β Morgana said after she sipped at her tea. β Youβre in a spot of trouble again and you need my help? β She lifted a brow, though not without gesturing for him to take a seat and help himself to a glass of tea as well.
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what about my host? is HE on the payroll or do you hate the american's THAT MUCH?
you're literally like an unwanted intern that NO ONE hired. Why would we pay him OR you ?
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Send me a βπβ if you enjoy seeing me on your dash!
Thanks so much! Right back at ya <3
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Lyric Starter Post β€· Always Accepting!
β Inexplicable like me β
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He'd not seen that face but he knew the man who approached him. He'd always know him. He didn't try and hide back in his ship, no he would face him. He waited for the other to notice him, standing with his back against the TARDIS.
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β what , not even one little word of appreciation ?? β (π)
" . . . no." an exhale, he looks him over for a moment and then, with a shake of his head, he stands up, dusting himself off. "i had that taken care of. i didn't need your help." okay, that's clearly not true; Luke had gotten himself into a sticky situation and if it hadn't been for the Master, he probably would have wound up dead. still, he can't say he understands why the man decided to help him out; from his knowledge of the Master, helping someone isn't really his go-to. so to say Luke's a little confused would be an understatement.
he rubs at his prosthetic, eyes slightly narrowed. "what's in it for you?"
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