*Sigh* So cold and lonely in here...the Doctor's off poking his nose somewhere, and lord knows WHAT Harry's fallen off into...oh God...listen to me. I must be mad. I'm sick of being cold, wet, hypnotized, shot at, savaged by bug-eyed monsters, and never knowing if i'm coming, going or being. Listen to me talking to myself. I could be talking to the
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Although, if we can't (i should write this down before i forget it) I had one idea for a story...I've always wondered what happened to all the other selves of Scaroth/Scarlioni of the Jagaroth from City of Death. Could have a good story with him as the villian sometime.
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