“I am usually referred to as the Master.”
Roger Delgado, March 1, 1918-June 18, 1973
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“I am usually referred to as the Master.”
Roger Delgado, March 1, 1918-June 18, 1973
(Note that @DelgadoFans on Twitter is trying to get #HappyBirthdayRogerDelgado trending today)
ultimatcgingc:
“SO MAYBE YOU DON’T MEAN THAT MUCH TO HIM?” amy said wondering if it was the right thing to say in front of an unknown man who claimed to be a time lord. he could be dangerous, after all.
“oh, glad to know i’m not that special,” she rolled her eyes. did he mean to hurt her? she didn’t know. but she had to admit he found her sore point, which was the doctor’s past. he didn’t tell her much about it & she was dying to know anything, so maybe meeting his old friend would be a way to get to know the doctor better.
“so, why you’re here? are you stalking all the doctor’s companions?” she asked with a sly smile on her lips.
“ i mean more to him than your human brain can comprehend. “ he was defensive now, one of the many things that got him tense had been brought up. the possibility that the doctor no longer felt the master meant much to him.
“ i am looking for my holmes. “ he had once been the watson to the doctor’s holmes and now he was his moriarty. perhaps a human would appreciate the reference, if they knew the full extent of it they would think it rather morbid though. “ i am the one constant in the doctor’s life and i have been away for quite some time, you see. “
“ as for stalking his companions... no, why waste my time with ones that I know he has already abandoned. i am looking for faces that i do not know, and i have never seen yours. “ the master smiled slyly back, hoping to get under the girl’s skin, a fun sport of his.
gunna be trying to clear my drafts this weekend since I have a 3 day weekend
tenebristredecim:
“Well, being in control is naturally very appealing, isn’t it? There’s something gratifying about calling the shots – the climb is always the hard part, but I’d be far too impatient to bear the slow process, I think.” Her words are more telling than this fobwatched-Master could ever know; how she itches so deeply already to find the fobwatch, reclaim the man she had so hoped to make her lover. It will be a slow process, considering she has no idea where she’ll find his TARDIS (which, to boot, has a fully functioning chameleon circuit) let alone where the fobwatch is, and that doesn’t even include how she’s going to get him to open it. Her feelings could easily manifest themselves in one, annoyed, lengthy snarl, but she holds them in – she’s well used to doing that, by now.
Hazel eyes fall on his drumming fingers and she sips her wine to hide the way she swallows, hard, relieved when they still once again. That reminder’s a bit too blunt for her comfort; the likelihood is, he doesn’t know why he’s doing it.
At his question, she comes up with a concept. “About the ways people campaign, and how that translates to results. Inclusive of scandal - couldn’t resist a chance to write about a good scandal, wonder why I’m not a journalist sometimes - just because I’m curious. And also, because being an academic gives you an excuse to come to more of these events. Although usually you bore people.”
She tilts her head again, curiosity once again piqued. “If you don’t mind me asking…if you were at the pinnacle, what would you do?”
“About how people campaign, eh, could certainly use the help of someone with that knowledge.” He states in a joking manner, though he is certainly serious about it. He could indeed use the help of someone like her, who knew how to get the results needed to climb to the top. While he could endure the slow process, it was always good to find a way to accelerate. He had used one of his rivals’ scandal to his advantage already, he at least did not have a wife to cheat on after all. Harold is aware of others in the room that he could be mingling with, but Miss Smith had caught his attention entirely.
Warm brown eyes watch her, and he finds himself curious to know more about her and her research if he can find out about it. For his own purposes, of course, calming his curiosity and helping his political career. She could after all be a valuable ally.
A laugh leaves him when she wonders why she is not a journalist and the fact that academics are more likely to be invited to such events. This was certainly true, and was even how Harold himself had first been invited. Then came the loaded question, what would he do if he were at the pinnacle of politics. How would he answer that inquiry without setting off any of her internal alarm bells.
“Work on making the universe a better place of course -” he leaves out that this could possibly involve a restriction on human activity “- and seek to find a way to end wars.” No mention is made of possibly doing this by taking command of the rest of the world, if need be. “In all, I aim to find a way to make the human race... memorable...”
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“NO!” The cry left his lips even as he saw Lucy aiming the gun, eyes glance briefly to the Master standing there handcuffed, and he doesn’t even notice his feet starting to move. He was in front of the Master as the bullet hit him, and cried out in pain, able to prevent who knows what sort of damage to his former friend. “Master... are you okay?” he asked through gritted teeth, having forgotten the feeling of a bullet lodged in one’s liver.
-bullet meme- (pick whichever doctor)
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A cry rang out from the Doctor as he saw the man raise a weapon towards Rose. He could not watch as another one of his companions, someone he had taken with him to travel time and space, get hurt. Especially not Rose, Rose was the first person to really start to sink into his hearts since the Time War. She also had a family waiting at home for her. The decision was quick, yet certain. He moved between her and the gun just as the man fired. He had only been shot once before, at the end of his seventh life and apparently the pain did not get any better.
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“Well, really, thats all up to you wether its just a polite conversation or not. I can assure you, this face ain’t just Handsome looks and pretty words, nah, this one has dance moves… oh and a guitar… do you like it… Im pretty sure Missy likes it…” If the Doctor was flirting, he wasn’t sure, but if he was, he was probably doing a bad job of it.
“So you dance now, and play that guitar contraption? I would prefer something like the piano myself. Silver hair has a tendency to suit you, I can certainly say that much. Still a boyish attitude, however.... Which face is this one for you, might I ask?” He supposed that he could do polite conversation for now, until some other idea came to his mind at least. “Might I inquire who this Missy person is? Your latest human pet perhaps?”
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i ordered 5 packages of jelly babies and received 7, I am a very happy person rn
Can we all take a moment to appreciate that when Jack is talking about the previous owner of his spaceship…
The 9th Doctor quickly glances at Rose during the ‘she was gorgeous’ part…
And I had never noticed it before!! The Doctor hears ‘she was gorgeous’ and immediately looks at Rose because he thinks she’s gorgeous. The love and attraction is real people. Not that I ever doubted it.
so i miss jelly babies so much that i just ordered like 2 lbs to be shipped to me >.>
Love is like oxygen. Love is a many-splendored thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love!
welp, when canon didn’t give you what you wanted give it to youself. but really, couldn’t we get a proper whole team adventure which would not end up with a death after first five minutes? not in this lifetime apparently.
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theonlylucysaxon:
“Hello?” Lucy stood in slight shock, staring and stock still as her mind tried to fully comprehend the man appearing from essentially thin air. He was…. And it was…. And in a blue box none the less. Her mouth opened slightly as questions washed through her. Only seconds before, she had stormed in here after yet another argument with her father left her angry and frustrated. He never listened. He never approved. He always only seemed to want to control her life. And it was beyond unfair and impossible for her to really reason with the man as a result. The topic tonight, as guests of obvious importance stood around sipping too expensive cocktails, was why she was still not yet married. The discussion as it usually managed to be, was unpleasant and hurtful and ended with her here. Sniffling a little and wishing she could just throw something.
Then the Police Box appeared. And then the stranger stumbled from it and Lucy just remained wide-eyed and unsure. “Wh-what are you doing here and who are you?” She asked, trying to take an authorative tone as she strode across the well decorated library in her red velvet holiday dress. Her steps were measured and short as she managed to keep a safe distance in case the man was dangerous.
But there was something as her soft green eyes met his that felt…. oddly exciting. Like there was something almost magical or hypnotic about him.
The Master took in all that he could in the seconds before the Earth girl opened her mouth to say more than just that simple hello. She was the first face he got to see, after all, at least with this face. The woman was not unpleasant at least, rather beautiful, blonde hair and soft green eyes. His own brown eyes glanced over her outfit, red velvet dress... not a bad choice. The man then noticed the way that the room was decorated. It was obviously near the humans’ holidays. They always did embrace pantomime when they got close to their Christmas. She tried to be authoritative, and he let out a laugh at her attempts. A human trying to act as if she was the authority over him? That was certainly a new one, well she was beautiful for a human and being obviously privileged he knew he could use her to his advantage.
“I am The Master, and as for what I am doing here.... well, I am here for you.” He meant humans, but he wanted to see just how she took his words. Would she show fear, excitement as she did when their eyes met? He had to admit that this was certainly a new approach to trying to take over the Earth. Really, the Time Lord had to thank the Doctor for the fun he was about to have.
“What is your name?” He asked after letting her think for a moment, keeping his voice commanding yet alluring. He had learned that usually got him what he wanted.
PSA about ADHD
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✦ADHD is not a personality quirk
- some things that tag along with ADHD are:
~sensory processing disorder
~executive dysfunction
~poor fine motor skills
~sensory overloads (that lead to meltdowns)
~sensory seeking (self stimming)
~hyperfixations
~moderate to severe memory problems
~Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria- is an extreme emotional sensitivity and emotional pain triggered by the perception that one is being rejected, teased, or criticized. The emotional response is complete with suicidal ideation and people suffering from RSD often get misdiagnosed with serious personality disorders. RSD is only seen in people with ADHD and the emotional sensitivity/reaction is much more severe than that of a neurotypical person.
✦Some other “fun” ADHD things!
~inability to regulate emotions
~no concept of time
~noticeable public stimming (resulting in stares from neurotypicals)
~no impulse control
~insomnia
~listen but cannot absorb what is being said
~no volume control
~increased inability to focus when emotional
~difficulty stopping a task and transitioning to the next
~social anxiety
~higher levels on generalized anxiety
~extremely forgetful
~”all or nothing” mentality
@ neurotypicals- some things to be aware of:
- you cannot hyperfixate. only people who are neurodivergent can hyperfixate. please don’t use that word when describing your latest obsession :-)
- please don’t stare at neurodivergent people who are stimming in public
- be respectful of those who actually need fidget toys so they can subtly stim in public
- if we forget something you tell us it is not because we don’t care, we just have a million other thoughts racing through our mind and no way to filter through them.
- please be gentle with us. no don’t tip toe around us and treat us like we aren’t human, but be aware that even offhand comments can trigger RSD. no we aren’t being too sensitive, our brains are wired differently than yours.
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