If you give The Master a fog, he'll likely creep everyone out.

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

So quiet, but the loud drumming, a child laughs and a lion roars. Where did my companions go?
SO HUNGRY.

[sounds of feeding]

No one left to see to me, the king of the wasteland.
Everyone left to see to themselves. I need to eat.

Too many Doctors, not a single cure.
Sickness, pestilence, war, time, death,
who cures this? When will I get to end?
I'm so hungry.

Not one to trust, not again,
never again, not like last time,
not like my fathers,
no, not again.

[further sounds of feeding]

Starving.

Comments

[Voice]

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

I wish to help. Where are you?

[Voice]

[tenshinomakai.livejournal.com]

[she sounds tired]

What are you on about now?

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

You can't help. No one wants to help. Greedy terrible creatures. All of them. All of you.

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

[sounds of feeding continue]

On? Nothing "on." Only in. In my head, they're so loud. No rest, no pause, no break, just more.

In my body, so empty. So hungry.

[more feeding]

[Voice]

[tenshinomakai.livejournal.com]

Right.

Where are you?

[Voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

... What happened?

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

No one wants to find me. They have to.

If you found me, what would you have to do?

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

[feeding sounds stop]

You.

You of all of them.

[Voice]

[tenshinomakai.livejournal.com]

I'd probably give you an Urd Bolt for scaring Yorda and then...who knows. We'll play it by ear.

[Voice]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

You sound even worse than usual. You'll have to specify.

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

[voice gains a little more volume] Oh, I scared her. Tell me, how is it that you know that she's scared? I can never tell if she can feel anything.

Maybe you can bring a little something to nibble.

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

...

[feeding continues, nothing else audible]

[Voice]

[tenshinomakai.livejournal.com]

The way you're acting right now, I'd be surprised if she wasn't. You're creepier than usual. The question is: is this your usual insanity or has the fog driven you crazier?

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

And who put you in charge of judgment, goddess?

[Voice]

[tenshinomakai.livejournal.com]

It's objective fact that you're being weird right now, handsome. So why don't you just tell me where you are and I'll bring you something good.

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

So you can poison me?

No, this is the part where you come around and then not show for days on end! Oh, that's rich.

[Voice]

[tenshinomakai.livejournal.com]

Who said it would be food? Look, I've been a little preoccupied, but I'm here now. If you missed me, all you have to do is say so.

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

[feeding resumes]

Maybe I'd be in a better mood if you did bring food.

[Voice]

[tenshinomakai.livejournal.com]

Fine, I'll bring food. And I'll eat some too, just so you can be sure. Now don't make a lady go out in the fog for no reason and tell me where you are.

[machinaphile.livejournal.com]

Um... what are you talking about?

[notquitedracula.livejournal.com]

Your last name wouldn't happen to be Donner, would it?

I've found that even death can't heal some things. Insanity is among them. And you sound like you're a few cards short of a full deck right now, so...

The only help I can offer is unconsciousness. Whether from natural sleep, drugs, or from hitting you really hard, it's your choice.

[Voice]

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

Just walk. I'll find you. I can't trust staying put in one place for too long.

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

[feeding sounds]

Can you hear them?

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

Cute. My name is The Master. Only The Master.

Yes. You have a point. The death, the sleep of death, the nothingness.

I will give it to everyone then. A gift.

[notquitedracula.livejournal.com]

...not quite what I had in mind. I doubt many of us would be very thrilled with being given that particular gift. Funny thing about mortals, we like to live out our natural lives.

(Voice)

[ebd-starr.livejournal.com]

You again?

[machinaphile.livejournal.com]

Hear who?

(Voice)

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

Heh. I'm usually the one to say that.

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

Time Lords aren't immortal. Only act like it.

Never dying. A wonderful concept. Good on paper.

Humans are less than mortals. They're pests. They only populate and consume and repopulate and devour.

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

NO. Not who, not when, WHAT.

The drums.

[machinaphile.livejournal.com]

Uh... no. No, I don't hear any drums.

[yeah pretty sure she is talking to a crazy person. and doesn't quite want to know what he's eating.]

(Voice)

[ebd-starr.livejournal.com]

How the times have changed.

Of course, you and your drums are hard to miss.

[notquitedracula.livejournal.com]

Depends on where you're from and what kinds of people you've met. The ones I know are pretty decent.

I've met Death. He tried to kill me. Didn't work out so well for his avatar.

(Voice)

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

Do you hear anything in them? Voices? My name?

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

I've met Death as well. Good sense of fashion, terrible conversationalist.

Point remains: time for a regime change, don't you think?

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

Pity. You sound delectable.

[notquitedracula.livejournal.com]

There are better ways of effecting change than mass homicide. Or would it be genocide? I don't think the locals are entirely human...

Regardless, I think you'd have better luck using a different tack. You almost sound crazy enough to run for office.

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

Does it matter? Just being around humans gives me nausea.

Running for office is as effective as putting out a fire with petrol. No, this is time for something different.

[machinaphile.livejournal.com]

[ewww so much grimacing going on right now]

Kad mucd, lnaab!

[that is the sound of her journal slamming shut]

[notquitedracula.livejournal.com]

You've already tried that, then. I see.

And just what might that 'something different' be?

[mastertemplate.livejournal.com]

Give it time. You'll see, and everyone will see.