Writing Game, week 43
Just a bit early, here's a new board, here's a new game. Credit to somigliana again for the board. The prompts are by me, benebu.
The usual rules apply, and there will be no Post Secret this week. Have fun!
( The Rules )
The usual rules apply, and there will be no Post Secret this week. Have fun!
( The Rules )
Fandom: Doctor Who Classic
Word count: 196
Prompt: No More Forever +2, Too Little Too Late +2
Totat points: 16
To catch the Master, nobody wanted that more than him. Always two steps ahead a mice and cat chasing game that seemed to last forever. For the years the Doctor knew him he had never imaginationed such hate and evil. Perhaps it was a cry for attention, a need to be held and a cure his lonely heart, but too many had been lost. Once he referred to the Master as his best enemy, a term of excitement and fun, like it was a enjoyment to play the cat with him. Perhaps it was, but no longer.
"Nine in total." He turns to Benton addressing the Brigadier.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes seven humans and two pets." Too many deaths, as a Time Lord the Doctor knew life was sacrifed and so did the Master.
"Call in reinforcements, see to it Sergeant." The Brigadier walks over to the Doctor, noticing the cold stare in his eyes.
"There was nothing you could've done for them."
"Yes there was. I could've stopped the Master last time. But he's always three steps ahead!"
"We'll get him this time I promise." The Doctor nods, not believing it, the Master too good.
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