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Mar 02, 2008 23:22

The drumming. The endless, ear-splitting, brain-numbing drumming, which was currently doing a wonderful job of giving the Master a rather agonising headache. In search of a little peace, he’d found a quiet spot a short way in to the newly-appeared jungle - more tiresome little games by the Island - and was sitting with his back against a tree, ( Read more... )

martha jones, ford prefect, the master, jo grant, adam monroe

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historyisme March 2 2008, 23:50:38 UTC
He decided after his midnight run-in with Glitch to finally explore the entirety of the damn island. It took away from research time, but he was hardly making any progress with that, so it made little matter in the end. The simple fact was, however, he did need to know how to get around if he ever did wake up in a portion of the island that was not his own ( ... )

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historyisme March 8 2008, 03:42:11 UTC
He gave an amused smile. "Always a good idea to ferret a few away for the inevitable fit of boredom."

At least the man was amusing. Perhaps he would let him survive, if the time ever came that he needed to exterminate the island. Even his name was amusing. "Adam Monroe. Charmed."

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themistermaster March 8 2008, 21:36:01 UTC
'And what do you do when you aren't practicing homicide or escaping from islands, Adam Monroe?' he asked. It was one of the more interesting conversations he'd had for a while, mostly because Adam seemed as blessedly free as he himself from the boring restraints of conscience when it came to murder - although that didn't mean he particularly liked the man, of course. Far too likely to get in the way. 'And should I be warning you away from the ones I have first dibs on?'

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historyisme March 10 2008, 07:01:46 UTC
"Oh, I'm sure we can come to an agreement as long as the ones you want differ from mine." He wasn't about to mention that he had been planning the eradication of the majority of the human race before arriving. Yes. He had not given up simply because Hiro had decided to confine him to a box.

The man was interesting, but everyone needed their secrets.

"Oh, very little else at the moment. The time to indulge in frivolity would be after finishing said escape plan." A point he was certain the man agreed with him on, given the fact that there were still islanders alive. "Although...afterward, I have a favor to return to an old friend." He arched an eyebrow. "Am I accurate in my assumption that your interests branch further than the torture of human and reptilians alike? Captivating as the hobby is."

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themistermaster March 10 2008, 21:02:35 UTC
'Of course,' he said. 'I offer the full range of crazy megalomaniac services. Torture, oppression, subjection, evil plans, world domination - well, multiple worlds, preferably. Why so many evil geniuses seem satisfied by a single planet, I have no idea. I'm also quite fond of music, reading, and Scrabble,' he added, with a somewhat manic smile.

He was waiting for his chance to escape before doing anything major - mostly because getting locked up would really hamper his attempts - but he was fully intending to indulge in a few minor frivolities, if he could. Just enough to irritate certain people. 'There's only three who are mine,' he added, after a moment's consideration.

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historyisme March 11 2008, 01:55:17 UTC
"Some people are simply narrow minded and boring, I suppose." He had been intending on dealing with Earth alone before. Now that he knew there were other places--whether worlds or dimensions--well...they could be next. He very much doubted they had anything like him, either.

"Oh goody." Adam offered a half-sincere smile. "Considering the wide range of idiocy plaguing the island, I'm certain that my two or three do not coincide with yours." If they did...well. That would be a problem. But it was a problem to address if they came to that bridge.

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themistermaster March 11 2008, 13:53:36 UTC
And who knew, the Master might well actually leave him to take care of whichever miserable idiots he wanted to destroy. Or he might simply destroy the entire Island at one go, of course. It depended entirely on his mood at the time. If he was cheered up enough by the prospect of leaving, he might be generous; if the drums were hammering as hard as they were now, well, it was unlikely.

'Excellent. I'm sure we can split the rest between us when the time comes,' he added, though he didn't particularly have much interest in sharing.

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historyisme March 13 2008, 05:39:18 UTC
On that point, Adam would have agreed. If it took long enough, he might well burn the entire island down when he left. Whether the man was caught in the destruction or not would be left entirely up to his skill.

"Oh, certainly." He had little personal interest in killing the most of them anyway. There was an entire race waiting to be saved from itself on the other side.

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themistermaster March 13 2008, 23:44:12 UTC
'Wonderful. I'll get in touch when it's time to plan the murder spree,' he said airily.

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