[So! Koen is ordering me to post and I can't think of details, so here is the Master, doing something. What is it? No one knows, not even me. It is, in fact, a mystery. Pretty cool, yeah, I know ( Read more... )

[You know who we haven't seen in a long while? The Master ( Read more... )

[the Master appears on the plane with a set of chairs, a table, and various papers that have sketches of buildings and streets on them, along with jotted notes]

Mr. Tyler? I have something that would be in your interests to discuss.

[he doesn't bother looking up, as he is busy. though if anyone wishes to bother him, feel free. :|]

[the Master appears to be pondering things for a while before...]

Mr. Hunt? A word, if you would.

[the Master paces, agitated, up and down the plane. for those wondering, why, yes, he's been on it for the past week or so, and has yet to return to his reality]

Well, at least I have an answer to that...

[it is worth noting that the above dialogue is half-muttered. perhaps he is taking up a habit of speaking to himself]

[because Koen told me to start this weekend: see this. otherwise, the Master is hanging out on the Plane, practicing his form with one of the daggers from his and Self's TOTALLY AWESOME FORTRESS OF DEATH]

[the Master has yet to return 'home' since the plot. in fact, he's been loitering around in his new fortress with Self (whenever he's about), for the most part, on the basis of 'anything is better than cheetah planet'. for now, he relaxes at the pub, entirely pleased with everything for once]

You know, I rather enjoyed that whole ordeal.

[it's TUESDAY on the east coast, so! here is the Master- though not quite as he normally is. in fact, one might say he doesn't even seem completely there. he seems only vaguely occupied with the growing pile of stuff near him, most of it made of metal, though there are various lights and things ( Read more... )

[the Master is on the plane, but in a generally un-Masterly fashion. you know, usually he's standing and being egotistical, something like that. instead, he is generally sprawled out on the 'floor', and is idly biting at a bone. please do not mention this to him later, it is highly embarrassing ( Read more... )

[for your veiwing pleasure (or displeasure), have the Master AND the TARDIS. the Master looks pleased and contented, and his purring only lends to that idea ( Read more... )