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argghhh
OOC-4 people out of a 7 person department are out today. Replies are going to be pretty non-existent.
Update!
Finals are almost done for this part of the year! I should be back to rp in the week end or at the start of the next week!
@onebeatleft / @missyqueenofevil
❝ I can hear both of ya, y’know. Missy, you’re sharin’ and Clara, m’not goin’ dark. ❞
((The Master in B6 for that expression meme please!))
A cursed image LOL
dash commentary | @missyqueenofevil
“missy - what did you do?”
[ @missyqueenofevil cont. from here ]
“Oh, OH. You think I’m The Doctor, don’t you? Easy mistake t’make.”
Mors moved forward, the anger in her eyes almost flaring. She liked Missy, she didn’t want to hurt her. But seeing her hurt that other person? Oh boy, it was hard not to. Friend or not. “What made you think that you could just kill him, Missy? He didn’t do anything to you.” She almost mocked her past self - The Doctor, with a small smile, before she shook her head slightly, allowing her hair to flizzle around her. “He deserved a longer death.”
Missy and the Monster || Closed
He knew it was a planet in the middle of nowhere where nothing really happened. It was why he chose to stay. Because no one would bother him. It was the same reason why he cultivated the reputation his mansion had with the local residents - that it was haunted by an unspeakably horrifying monster. And of course, occasionally, some stupid local would wander in. He let just enough go to maintain the reputation.
The rest were chased throughout his mansion and led into the basement, which had been turned into a torture chamber. And there, they suffered. Some suffered for minutes. Some for hours. And sometimes, some suffered for months or years, if they proved to be fun.
And sometimes, he wandered through the village in disguise. Sometimes, he was just a wanderer from far away. Other times, he was a monster which lurked around at night, the reason why the villagers hid in their homes once the sun went down. He did that specifically to stir things up.
But on this particular day, it was unique not because of an outing, but because he spotted someone walking up the almost nonexistent path up to his mansion, braving the overgrown lawn of sorts in the front.
Alternatives
@missyqueenofevil
“No. No more killin’! One day, my friend, you will turn around and see the desolation you have left behind you. You’ll see the misery and the heartbreak and the loss. Now, if you ever had any care for me, Kosch, you’ll but that down. And help me sort this out another way, a better way.“