[The Master sounds growly and unsettled. Because he's back to Hobo!Master for the day. Huzzah.]

This. This is not funny. I want to be back like I was. I want it right now.

[There's the sound of something firing and then the Master exhales angrily and there's the sound of the crackle and buzz of electricity and someone screaming. And then it's quiet ( Read more... )

Make it stop. There's...it's not helping. It hurts.... [pause] It doesn't help. There's too many... [Okay. he's stopped being coherent for a bit. Feed off.]

[ooc: Worth a try, slug. Because it kind of is helping in that there are WAY TOO MANY NOISES inside the Master's head which is making it too hard to do anything. So a day of very very low ( Read more... )

Ooh, look at all the Audio posts on the Network. I wonder why that is. [A quiet chuckle.] "Look". All right. Not the most accurate choice of word, I admit.

So...is this it? Really? This is the entire curse? I'd expect at least a few Triffids scattered about but no-one's reporting them. Of course, everyone who's encountered one could be dead. [He ( Read more... )

[The voice that speaks is quite clearly NOT the Master. It's female, for one. Low, melodious, with a Received Pronunciation accent tending vaguely towards Lancastrian. It sounds amused, if a little bit dismissive.]

Harry's asleep right now, Network. Asleep completely unnecessarily. How boring. Which means it's just you and me, Network. Just you ( Read more... )