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The Curator ([personal profile] who_knows) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2014-06-29 02:26 pm

Doctor Who Meme

Doctor Who Meme

Ever wanted to jump right into a TV Show? Now you can.
The following options are from or based off of events from both the Classic and New Series of Doctor Who, due to return to our screens in just a month’s time, yay!
- post with your muse name and fandom in the subject line (along with any preferences). You don’t have to be a member of the Whoniverse (Doctor Who, Sarah Jane Adventures and Torchwood) to play!
- To play, add your details and preferences as usual. Then other poster, tag someone else you want to play with and
roll 1-4 for section and then 1-8 for a scenario. Or pick something collectively if something particular catches your eye (Hopefully not a Weeping Angel).


- Unless you agree otherwise the first poster fulfils the ‘Doctor/Time Lord’ Role. You’re the one with the fancy trans-dimensional (That’s bigger on the inside than outside) time machine called the TARDIS (Time and Relative Dimensions in Space, duh) and the sonic screwdriver and the array of techno babble.

- The tagger (again unless you agree otherwise) is the ‘Companion’. You’re there to travel with the ‘Doctor’. You might not be as smart (even if you are really brainy and prettier than a computer, Miss Herriot.) but you make up for it with the charm and the determination and snark and whatever else you have. Maybe you and your Time Lord are friends, or lovers, or just apparently tolerate each other’s company. Whatever the case, you’re a team.

- Want to join in as an extra companion in a thread? You can! The TARDIS is big enough for a trio.

- Enjoy and Allons-Y!


1. Wibbly (In the TARDIS)
2. Wobbly (Events)
3. Timey (Places)
4. Whimey (Monsters)

Wibbly (In the TARDIS)
1. An Unearthly Child – Well look what happened, that person’s just stumbled into your TARDIS for the first time. Yes, quite the surprised look on their face. Best get to explaining it, whether you invited them in or they’ve blundered inside by themselves. Maybe they’ll fancy a trip?
2. All These Corridors Look The Same... – That’s the trouble with the TARDIS, all the hallways look pretty much identical and you and your companion have gotten yourself a little lost. Perhaps that door! No? Might be the best time to mention that the TARDIS does change where things are at times...
3. Edge of Destruction – What’s that noise? And that sparking on the console? Oh drat, the TARDIS is out of control! The two of your better get round to fixing it or goodness know where you’ll end up!
4. In The Control Room – Well you’re in the Time Vortex and it’ll be a while till you land at your next stop. Perhaps this is a perfect chance for a good natter. Maybe with some tea.
5. The Runaway Bride – Well your companion didn’t stumble in, they just... appeared? In your TARDIS? But how? Why? Did they plan to come here or are they surprised as you are? Hopefully they weren’t doing anything important... what ARE they wearing?
6.  Swimming Pool in the Library – Time to relax in the TARDIS. Adventures in Time and Space can be pretty hair raising so you need to unwind together! Maybe some board game, or a wardrobe try-on. Or you could go swimming. In the library. Try not to get the books all wet.
7. Anywhere You Want, Any Time... – Oh, you’re being a bit of a show off aren’t you! Anywhere you say? You’re letting your Companion pick your destination? That could be interesting. Or terribly dangerous.
8.What? What?! WHAT?! – Well that is... incredible. Whatever’s happened in the TARDIS was definitely not supposed to happen. Ever. Like that big blob of alien killer jelly. Or the Titanic sticking in the side of the ship. Still, perfect chance to try out your amazed face.

Wobbly (Events)
1. UNIT – Oh good, you’re run into your old friends at UNIT! UNified Intelligence Taskforce. They deal with the unexplained and the strange. Anything on Earth... or beyond it. Anyway, good job the two of you turned up because there’s some kind of suitably strange goings on somewhere and since you’re occasionally UNIT’s Scientific Advisor they want the two of you to investigate. Don’t worry, you’ll have a crack troop of soldiers behind you, what could go wrong?
2. Aliens of London – Wow, you were not expecting an alien spaceship to just crash-land where the two of you are! The news will be all over this, first contact with alien kind! Of course you two are going to have to take a closer look...
3. Genesis of the Daleks – Oh the choices you have to make as a time traveller. You’ve gone back in time to the moment just before one of your deadliest enemies was born. And you’ve got the chance to kill them before they’re ever there. But now you’re on the threshold, should you? A lot of good came out of them being evil. Can your companion persuade you one way or another?
4. School Reunion – Your companion’s not been a companion of yours for some time but now mid-adventure you’ve run into them - that’s great! You’re got a perfect chance to catch up but it could be awkward. What about your new friends? Are they missing the time you had together or have they moved on?
5. Bad Wolf – Everywhere you two go through time and space you keep seeing the same signs or messages and it’s starting to get creepy. It has to be just chance right? Or is someone trying to tell you something important?
6. NOTHING IN ZE WORLD CAN STOP ME NOW! – Oh great, you’ve run into a mad evil genius type. Someone who wants nothing better than to destroy the world because it sounds fun. That means you’re going to have to stop them, avoiding whatever they’ve got lined up to stop you. Traps and monsters, most likely.
7. Reverse the Polarity – Reverse the what of the what? You’re confusing your companion with your techno babble, so try to explain it better. Or snog them, whatever works.
8. I Said... RUN! – Ah, one of your favourite parts of any adventure, you’re having to run somewhere very, very quickly because something is TERRIBLY BAD. Like that snarling monster on your heels or the bomb about to explode. Better hurry up!

Timey (Places)
1. Everything That Ever Happened... – You’ve arrived in Earth’s past, fantastic! Perfect chance to explore some living history together. Perhaps you’ll run into someone famous or witness a historical event first hand. Of course you’re not supposed to interfere with history or things could go terribly wrong... And who knows if you’re the only non-human about in this time?
2. ...Or Ever Will... – You’ve gone into the future, but how far? A chance to see what humanity gets up to as it explores the stars, or ruins its own world. Perhaps you can check out a gleaming futuristic city... or a war-torn battleground where Earth is ruled by alien life.
3. We Are In SPACE! – Yes, outer space! Space suits are in the cupboard. Of course if you’re careful the TARDIS has a defence shield that’ll let you float just outside her. And is that a Space Ship or a Space Station? Can’t hurt to have a look, right? ...Right?
4. The Leisure Hive – Ok, this is it. No adventuring today, just the chance to have a relaxing time on an alien world devoted to letting you take it easy. Catch some sun or ski on giant snow slopes, you two are having a vacation!
5. The Impossible Planet – Ugh, not a particularly pleasant looking world, all those crags and lightning and... oh, that ugly looking black hole above. Best pop back into the... wait, where’d the TARDIS go?! Oh, this can’t be good.
6. Inferno – That was weird. Some sort of energy in the vortex hit you and now you’re on what looks like Earth. Except some things are different. Clearly this is a parallel universe. Hopefully you can avoid clichés and it won’t be one where everyone’s evil with eye-patches...
7. The Mind Robber – This is pretty surreal, you appear to have accidently been transported to a place you’ve heard of called the Land of Fiction. Everything fictional is real here. And dangerous. And unfortunately the TARDIS seems to have vanished...
8. The Christmas Invasion – Well what do you know, you’ve taken the companion back home! In time for Christmas, one of your favourite times of year! Chance for a bit of festivity, right? Though you’re sure you saw that Christmas Tree Spin. And those Santas with the musical instruments seem a tad threatening...

Whimey (Monsters & Aliens)
1. Rise of the Cybermen – Oh no, it’s the Cybermen! Metal men from Earth’s twin planet Mondas, that cybernetically argumented themselves to survive after it floated into the cold of space until their bodies were more machine than man. Or maybe it’s the ones from that parallel Earth you visited. Best try to hide before they try to covert you...
2. Cold Blood – You’ve found evidence of creatures under the surface, climbing from the darkness to... reclaim their world? Once Earth was ruled by Homo Reptilians, dinosaur-like humanoids who consider all Apes to be an infestation they intend to wipe out! But maybe you can get them to make peace, if they’re not zapping you mentally with third eyes or lashing out with poison tongues...
3. Silence Will Fall – Funny, you don’t remember putting that mark on your hand, why did you – AGH, WHAT’S THAT THING? Funny, you don’t remember... The Silence are clearly about, you realise. Grey creatures in suits with no eyes or mouth who you and your companion will forget as soon as you... what was it you were trying to recall?
4. Terror of the Autons – Those plastic dummies in the widow are moving! Quick, get to cover! Autons are controlled by the Nestene, one of the ‘Great Old Ones’ which holds sway over all forms of plastic. Yes, including breast implants. Anyway, you’ll need to find the Nestene. If you can get past those dummies and their hand gun implants...
5. Blink – Did... did you imagine it or did that statue move? And that one too? Oh dear, trapped in a house with the Lonely Assassins – the Weeping Angels. If you look at them they Quantum Lock, but when you don’t... and they’re fast. Get out of here and remember... DO. NOT. BLINK.
6. Evil of the Daleks – It’s your greatest enemy, the Daleks! Evil blobs of hate encased within a hardened armoured shell built for a single purpose – to exterminate all other life. If the Daleks are here this place is in great danger! Look out! “EX-TER-MIN-ATE!”
7. FO SHO BO SHO! – Judoon soldiers, here? Military grunts who look like humanoid rhinos and take the law VERY seriously? Looks like they’re here for something, maybe you should ask them. Unless they’re looking for YOU... and the sentence will be execution.
8. You Will Obey Me! – Your most personal enemy, a fellow Time Lord and friend of yours once before he became evil and determined to control the universe. Avoid that hypnotising stare and just hope he doesn’t consider using that Laser Screwdriver on you or your companion...

damselled: by <lj user="virizion"> (Good heavens.)

[personal profile] damselled 2014-10-04 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
She felt that tug, but she's hardly inclined to follow it, and so she stubbornly remains where she is, glaring in the general direction of where it came from. "Absolutely not," she said, her arms crossed. She'd had enough of this self-important idiot, who spoke into her mind and commanded her - or tried to - without so much as a how-do-you-do or an introduction.

Really, how rude!
calmbefore: (« all that has ever been home)

[personal profile] calmbefore 2014-10-07 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately, rude is something that happens ore often than not with this particular version of the Master. It probably comes of being nearer to death than most sensible people would allow themselves to get, but he's not above taking matters into his own hands, when he needs too.

(He's forgotten, a little, just how damnably stubborn the humans the Doctor surrounds himself with can be.)

A sudden breeze sighs around the trees, sounding both irritated and oddly out of place (there'd hardly been so much as flicker of wind before). It's gone as soon as it comes and a man steps out from behind one of the trees - a simple gesture that he manage to make into an entrance that could almost be dramatic if it weren't also faintly ridiculous. He looks more or less as he had when she caught her first glimpse of him too. There's less of the snake to him, but he's still wearing the clothes he'd had on when fell into the Eye, and if she bothers to look closely there's absolutely nothing about his eyes that are human.

On the other hand he is there, and that's not nothing.

"I've never liked the stubborn ones. But I must thank you. For bringing the Doctor to me."

And never mind the fact that the Doctor isn't there yet. He can wait, and maybe the Doctor's current companion can still be brought to heel.
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[personal profile] damselled 2014-10-09 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"What a coincidence," said Maribelle. "I've never liked rude dastards who speak into a lady's mind with neither invitation nor permission." She frowns at the man as he exits, and continues. "In addition to your rather atrocious manners, your dress sense certainly leaves much to be desired as well, I see." It did make a certain amount of sense; why would someone who didn't bother with politeness think anything of assaulting a viewer with that hideous thing he was wearing?

She doesn't draw near to him, but she closes her parasol - if nothing else, it may serve her as a decent weapon.
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[personal profile] calmbefore 2014-10-14 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
It's true that the outfit isn't much like what his past selves have warn. But he has - or thinks he has, rather - a sense of flair in the body. A preference to dress for the occasion and one he's nearly certain has come from his current host body. After all, the body he'd had before had been quite content to keep to his usual blacks.

(But that was then and this is now, and he'll wear what he likes no matter what others might think.)

"What should I care for the manners of humanity?" he shoots back in return, with a tone of voice that's somewhere between a sneer and a drawl. The last time he'd been on Earth he'd needed to pretend at being human; now there's no need and his contempt shows through all the more clearly. It's the Doctor who cares for humans, and not him.

He steps closer a moment later. He might not care, but she could still be useful and the fact that the closed parasol could be used as a weapon hasn't quite occured to him.
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[personal profile] damselled 2014-10-18 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
What the Master might call flair in his current incarnation, Maribelle would call positively hideous. But then, his fashion sense (or rather, the very distinct lack thereof) was not her responsibility. If he wanted to go gadding about while looking like the worst parody of a foppish wizard she'd ever seen, then so be it. She has better things to do.

"You ought to care when speaking to a lady, you unruly cur," came the reply, Maribelle glaring at him all the while. She tenses as he comes closer, her hand quite firmly on her parasol. Good heavens, did this man have no sense? Surely he knew that a lady could look after herself.
calmbefore: (« all that has ever been home)

[personal profile] calmbefore 2014-10-23 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
It's a temporary state. As soon as he has an actual body, he can get back to something more usual. Provided the body is amenable to it. But that's neither here nor there at the moment.

As to the matter of sense he has less of it then perhaps he should. He's on the edge of the edge now, and the slightest step could have him teetering precariously off that and into true death. And a world without him is one he can't stand.

(Once, he'd said that a world without the Doctor would be unbearable; now he can't imagine a world where he can't play out the long game between the two of them.)

He doesn't answer either. Just gives her a look that's quite entirely unimpressed... and then opens his mouth and spits at her. Which probably says a lot about what he isn't, to be honest, and if any should manage to land on bare skin (and he's done his best to aim it so it will) she'll find that it's very nearly caustic. S much so that it's almost more like venom than actual spit.
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[personal profile] damselled 2014-10-24 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Maribelle shrieks, throwing her arms up to protect her face and attempting to step out of the way. Unfortunately for her, some of the venom lands on her forearm, a glove riding up to reveal vulnerable skin and causing her to emit another scream. Unfortunately for the Master, she's not the sort to give into pain or fear - and once the initial shock subsides, she rushes at the Master with cold fury in her eyes, her pristine (and rather sharp) parasol aimed at him.

"You - horrid - wretched - mangy - beast!" she snarled, swinging at him with each word. "How - dare - you - spit - at - a - lady!" Perhaps the Master was unaware of all the ways a lady might defend - or avenge - herself, but he was certainly about to find out.
Edited (FFFFF) 2014-10-26 17:53 (UTC)
calmbefore: (just like that yes)

[personal profile] calmbefore 2014-10-29 09:29 am (UTC)(link)
Unaware, perhaps not. On the other hand, it's pretty clear that he hadn't been expected to end up being attacked with an umbrella. Worse still - as far as his pride is concerned - it's working. All too well, in fact. The remnants of the human body he'd been forced to use haven't anything like the abilities of his original one (or even that rather lovely Trakenite one he'd gotten such good use out of) and one of the inconvenient things about being dragged halfway across the galaxy is that you don't really have any time to even pick up any weapons.

Or make any, for that matter and the fact would be almost distressing if it weren't so irritated. Instead, he hisses like the snake he very nearly seems to be and although there's no more spit-venom this time, it's more because he's too busy trying to catch the umbrella enough to make her less able to keep hitting him.

Unfortunately for his attempts that's just about when the Doctor manages to turn up again and despite his best efforts he can't keep quite from being at least a slight bit amused by what he's found.

"I'm not not interrupting anything, am I?" he calls after a brief moment or three. Amusement or no, this is still the Master and that means it'll be best to be on his guard.
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[personal profile] damselled 2014-10-29 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Maribelle, undeterred, continues to beat the stuffing (or at least attempt to) out of the man for his rudeness. Not even the Doctor's voice could get her to stop, so angry was she at the situation. "No, darling," she huffed, still attempting to strike at the Master with each word. "I'm merely teaching this foul-tempered, lowborn, most ungentlemanly disgrace of a man some blasted manners!"

She didn't bother to explain past that, so concerned was she with making sure the Master never tried something so horrid with her again.
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[personal profile] calmbefore 2014-11-05 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
It's all the explanation he needs. He's not at all certain what the Master might have done to set Maribelle off, but on the other hand he's fairly certain he wouldn't be able to disagree with the fact that he's deserved something like this fate. Not that this stops the Master from shooting the Doctor a look that's very nearly asking for a way out of his merciless drubbing, of course. Anything to spare his pride, and it's for that that the Doctor gives an almost perceptible shake of his head in response.

"You could have just come to ask me, you know. Instead of leaving all these hoops for us to jump through."

The Master's only response - only verbal response, rather - is a low hiss, angry and irritated. The rest is an empty space where telepathy might once have said volumes; the Doctor reads what he does of that echoing silence by sheer familiarity alone. They don't need to say the words, so long have they been following the steps of this particular dance.

"But if you wanted to actually try talking for a change, I think it might be possible to see about ah... temporarily postponing the lesson, such as it were."
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[personal profile] damselled 2014-11-06 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Ugh!" It was a sound of exasperation, and Maribelle stepped nimbly away from the Master, her parasol still at the ready in case he foolishly decided to try anything else. She glared at the man, slightly out of breath, and looked over at the Doctor as though he was really quite mad - not the first time she'd done so on this excursion, of course.

"Do you know that this filthy brute spat on me?" she demanded, huffing. "Why, I ought to have him arrested, and now you wish to speak with the oaf! I do hope you know what you are doing."
calmbefore: (sometimes we must all be serious)

[personal profile] calmbefore 2014-11-11 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't, actually, but I'm not surprised," the Doctor begins, completely unconcerned that he's speaking over the Master's off handed comment about hoping the Doctor wasn't expecting him to offer any sort of thanks. "It's a ... recurring problem, I guess you could say. Unique to this particular appearance of his, not that it excuses the habit.

"And," he continues, turning back to the Master without so much as as the slightest of pause, "no, I didn't. But I'd think that even you might have expected to find that not everyone takes so well to your little habits this time around."

This time he does pause for breath, just long enough for anyone who might have had something to say to begin to think about speaking, and then he's off and running again.

"I wouldn't mind knowing what this is all in aid of, while we're at it."

"Don't play the fool," the Master drawls. "It doesn't suit you."

There's a moment of silence at that and then a sigh from the Doctor. "Alright. But there are conditions."

A longer silence falls then, neither the Doctor or the Master seeming willing to break it, and both seem prefectly content to let it continue. Eventually, however the Master does break it, although he seems very much less than pleased to be doing so.

"Name them." The Master's words are all but gritted out through clenched teeth, not that the Doctor seems to notice, or much care.

"First, she isn't part of this," the Doctor begins, with a nod towards Maribelle. "We both know it's me you want anyway; if it works, I want her taken back home. Or barring that, to wherever she might want to go. Second, the old girl stays here. I'm not having you muck around inside her circuits, not after last time."
damselled: <lj user= "headset"> (A lady no less!)

[personal profile] damselled 2014-12-30 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Maribelle looked from the Doctor to the Master and back again, more than a little confused. "I beg your pardon?" she asked the Doctor, haughtily. "Surely you don't mean to say that you intend to cooperate with this brute?" Whyever for? He should simply leave the ill-mannered lout and be done with it. Surely there were better things to to that be subject to the whims of a madman.

But the adrenaline rush was wearing off, and although Maribelle stubbornly refused to give the Master any hint that she was in pain, her arm was hurting terribly. If only she had her staff! Then she could heal herself (and possibly give the Master a few more whacks while she was at it).
calmbefore: (so hey what's up?)

[personal profile] calmbefore 2015-01-03 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
He should just leave him, truth be told. Especially given exactly what had happened the last time the two of them had met. But he has his memory again now, and he's always been too soft-hearted for his own good. Or well, too soft-hearted in this incarnation, anyway. And that means that he is willing to listen. To see just what it is the Master has in mind.

(He might not agree, might not actually go through with it, but above all else Maribelle is most emphatically not a part of any of this.)

Unfortunately, sometimes being willing to deal with one's best enemy means explaining things to the people who might not have seen the other parts of the conversation, and rather than continue to wait for the Master's explanation, the Doctor turns back to Maribelle.

"He's... well, I'm not sure 'dying' is quite the right word. Not any more. But that body - what's left of it - is falling apart. It was never quite meant to hold the forces it's been asked to." A flicker of pause, and a deep breath. "He's looking for a new body. Has been ever since picking that one up. Isn't that right?"

The last question is directed at the Master, who mostly rolls his eyes as if to suggest that he is entirely done with putting up with the Doctor and is most certainly not about to deign to answer that question. Much less the earlier one implied in the terms the Doctor had offered.
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[personal profile] damselled 2015-01-04 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Ugh!" If not for the fact that she was completely lost, Maribelle would have thrown up her hands and stalked off in disgust. As it were, she gave the Master a particularly nasty glare, sniffing. "Well, with his attitude, I'm not surprised he's worn himself out," she said, shaking her head at the man. "I am warning you, however - should he try anything, I intend to show him no mercy." She meant it, too - she was already in a foul enough mood as things were, and although her arm was slowly going numb, she hadn't forgotten how much it hurt.

Speaking of which... "And I insist to have this wound of mine looked at instantly, if you please."
calmbefore: (a familiar face)

[personal profile] calmbefore 2015-01-11 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't want your mercy," the Master hisses. "From either of you."

The Doctor, on the other hand, seems to be completely unswayed by this comment. He'll offer what he means to offer regardless of what the Master has to say about it. He'd offered a hand out of death once before; he sees no reason to not offer it again, even if he knows the Master isn't likely to take it.

Right now, however, he's a little more interested in Mari's comment then anything else. There's a brief moment of silence, and then his gaze passes from her, back to the Master (and that look is a thoroughly unimpressed one), and then back to her.

"Are you alright?"
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[personal profile] damselled 2015-01-11 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Good," says Maribelle, elegantly flipping her long hair, "because I, for one, shan't give you mercy if you're simply going to be a brute." Frankly, she thinks the Doctor was an idiot for being so eager to offer a hand to this stranger - anyone could see that he was a madman who meant them no good. Still, it was his choice - and if the Master stabbed him in the back, she'd be happy to give the man another sound thrashing with her parasol while giving the Doctor an I-told-you-so talk.

Maribelle shows her injury to the Doctor, barely holding back a wince at the sting. "I shall be fine - but first, I think I ought to have this treated." Those dastards in Plegia had taken her healing staff before imprisoning her, so healing via magic was certainly out of the question.
calmbefore: (in a more somber moment)

[personal profile] calmbefore 2015-01-21 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, he is absolutely a madman, there's no doubt about that. He knows, too, that the Master would stab them both in the back, if given half the chance, to say nothing about his continued attempts to conquer worlds by force.

And yet even so there's part of him that looks at the Master and remembers what was. Remembers someone who had been a friend, a confidant and a bright spot in an otherwise troublesome and not-entirely-great childhood. Not to mention he remembers far too well who he'd last been; offering a hand here is very nearly the metaphorical equivalent of drawing a line between his past and who he is now.

(Plus he's well aware it's expected of him at this point.)

On the other hand, it's already a tenuous agreement at best, and he knows pretty much at first glance what must have happened; he sets about rummaging through his pockets even as he turns a less than impressed look at the Master.

"Ideally, we'd probably want to get back to the TARDIS for that, but I should have something that will at least keep it from getting worse in the meantime." There's a brief pause, and then he turns back to the Master. "Come to think of it, how did you plan to take over? I certainly don't see anything that would help, and I can't imagine the old girl would be quite so obliging a second time."
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[personal profile] damselled 2015-01-25 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Maribelle, of course, has no idea as to what the Doctor was talking about, and gives him a rather disapproving look for leaving her out of the loop like this, especially considering what has happened. "I beg your pardon," she sniffed at him, "but perhaps we ought to move on? This is, after all, quite a trying situation." And here, she gave a rather pointed look at the Master, glaring daggers at him as though she could kill him with that look alone.

If she had her way, she probably would.
calmbefore: (« all that has ever been home)

[personal profile] calmbefore 2015-01-30 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I quite agree," the Doctor answers, without so much as missing a beat. "I don't think we'll be getting any more answers here today."

It's a calculated gesture, as is the back he turns to the Master. He's no longer quite the man he'd been that New Year's Day, and from what he can tell, the Master's infection - or whatever it is - has yet to take hold in the same way as it had in Grace. In short, the Master's plans have been foiled without him having even been trying.

He doesn't even turn around at the sound of the Master turning into what can only be called a giant snake made of goo somewhere behind.

"That's not actually impressive, you do know that, right?"

To be fair a lot of that is from having to deal with the Mara, but the point stands all the same, even if he's quite certain the Master doesn't know about that.

"Then perhaps this will," the Master hisses, in a voice that's more felt then heard, as he lunges... but not at the Doctor. Instead, it's Maribelle he goes after, trapping her in the coils of his body.

(Oddly, they aren't as slimy as one might expect. There's still a gel-like constancy to them, but it's more like jello than anything.)
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[personal profile] damselled 2015-01-31 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
It may not be impressive, but it is creepy, and Maribelle instantly is on guard again, glaring at the Master and hoping she won't have to get his filthy blood on her parasol. Then he's upon her, and her parasol clatters to the ground as she tries to fight him off with a shriek. "Let go of me, you unholy brute!" she snaps, struggling with all her unimpressive might.

Perhaps she would have been better off in that Plegian dungeon.
calmbefore: (sometimes we must all be serious)

[personal profile] calmbefore 2015-02-18 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
The Doctor whirls around very nearly before the Master finishes speaking, and by the look in his eyes he's at the very least not at all amused, if not bordering on furious. He can certainly tolerate threats being aimed at himself - he'll gladly die for other people - but other people are and always willbe his weak point. As the Master knows well.

On the other hand, he's picked up a thing or two since the Master had managed to get his metaphoric claws sunk into Grace. Enough to have some idea of how to manage semi-amorphous being. Oh, the Master's no Kro'ka and no Keep, but he wouldn't have wanted the other man to be anyway.

"I said," he grates, voice lined with a steel that hadn't been there previously, "leave her alone."

It doesn't help. Instead the Master laughs, amusement shading ever so slightly into cruelty. "Or what? You'll stop me? Such tired games you play, Doctor."

There's a flicker of silence then - the space of no more than a few breaths - and he pulls something out of his pocket. Something that looks like nothing more that a strangely-shaped bit of wood with a crystal affixed to the top. The Master recognizes it though, or seems to.

(He's never seen it before, not like this one, but the Doctor is a creature of habits; that his sonic screwdriver should look different than it has before is little surprise.)

So it is that the Master laughs again. Laughs at his oldest and greatest enemy, standing before a great snake with nothing more than a small piece, and when he finally stops he sneers down at the Doctor. "You can't stop me with that."

"No," the Doctor agrees. "But I can do this, and I am sorry that it might not be terribly comfortable. I've never really been made of protoplasm before and it's not the sort of thing I'd be looking to be. But it shouldn't hurt you, at least. Not in the long run."

There's a sort of humming buzz from the device he's holding and then something almost like a screech, high-pitched and more telepathic than verbal, as the Master collapses into a loose puddle of goo all around Mari. She'll have to step carefully around or over here, but she's free, and the Doctor wastes no time in offering a polite hand, once the Master's done collapsing.
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[personal profile] damselled 2015-03-02 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Maribelle watches, as all this goes on, looking at the Doctor with a haughty, offended expression, reminiscent of a grouchy cat who had just had its tail stepped on. She shuddered at the horrid-smelling (and looking) goop the Master had melted into, and accepted the Doctor's hand, looking with distaste at her ruined clothing.

"Ugh! Such manners!" was all she could say - though she made it quite clear that she was talking about the Master instead of the Doctor - and frowned as she gingerly picked her her parasol. Frankly, she wished Ricken were there, so she could ask him to set the brute on fire. Who turned into a snake, really?
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[personal profile] calmbefore 2015-03-07 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
"He's never had the best of manners," the Doctor offers with something of a sigh, taking full advantage of the fact that the Master hasn't got anything even remotely like a mouth at the moment and thus can't really do anything about the slight. (Which he's not even terribly apologetic about. It is the truth.)

Instead there's a moment of silence, as he tucks the odd little device back into his pocket. Unfortunately, anything he has to say is cut off by a deep rumble, something that is as much felt as it's heard and not likely to be something that bodes well.

"Ah... time we were off, I think."

And with that, he's pretty much breaking into a run - and without letting go of Maribelle's hand, at that.
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[personal profile] damselled 2015-06-07 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Maribelle, for her part, was just about to agree with him - and then they were off, and she has to focus on running (and try not to think about how her boots were almost certainly ruined, ugh). She wonders vaguely how she's going to get home - but then, all things considered, she would really rather prefer not to lead more danger to Ylisse. First Gangrel, and now this? Goodness, whatever else was going to happen today?

Then again, perhaps it was better not to ask.

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