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.

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[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]

[shout-geronimo.livejournal.com]

... What happened?

[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)

[ebd-starr.livejournal.com]

You again?