You're in the Wasteland and it's dark. There are piles of rubble and rubbish everywhere, casting shadows. Hills and crevices, and large discarded pieces of machinery. It stretches on forever, larger than is possible. There's no escape on foot from this Wasteland. The Wasteland is the whole world.

It is also curiously empty. No small nighttime ( Read more... )

[Video on, still in the streets. The Master's lost his jumper somewhere and he's down to a white dress shirt that really isn't that white anymore. It's spattered with blood, as are his trousers, if less noticeably and both of them are torn in various places. The Master himself is a bit wild-eyed.]

Can you contain everyone? Can you hunt down them all ( Read more... )

[Video opens in the Underground. It's near enough to somewhere with lighting that what is going on is essentially visible, even if the video is at an odd, tilted-up angle.

And what is going on is there is a massive, angry bullock-thing trying to shake off a hyena that has its jaw clamped onto the back of the bull's neck. The Master, still wearing ( Read more... )