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080 - The Master of WIN. [VOICE]
[Oh, he sounds so smug. Although this is a public voice entry, it's clear that he's directing his comments to one person. Or a Collective. In this case, it's about the same thing.]
Let's try this again, shall we?
I am the Master. You will obey me.
Now, I could order you and your drones to stand down, but that isn't any fun for, ohhh, any of us! So allow me to assign you a new primary objective:
Kill each other.
Entertain your Master.
[EDIT:]
[About ten minutes after the Master's villainous announcement, there's a mechanical whirring and sputtering sound, a brief screech of feedback, and silence. The Borg no longer have the order to kill, so now they're cut off from the Queen AND without orders. SUCKS TO BE THEM!]
[OOC: Here's the haps: The Nerd Log is going to take way too long to get off the ground, and I'm impatient to get things moving again. So, all of the events in the log will play out backdated, but for now, the plan of action has begun. HERE'S HOW THIS POST WORKS:
As of right now, there is a hypnotic frequency that's hitting the Borg ONLY, and it's likely been broadcasting since the TARDIS landed in the Dining Hall, as it would've needed time to get into the Borgs' heads. Once the Master puts up an edit, he'll cut off the connection with the Queen, but for now, you can assume the Borg may be attacking one another (that's up to Borg players). Other characters can respond to the Master's voice post here, and the Borg can be all "DDDD:" in it, too, if they had anything to say.
Once their connection with the Queen is cut off, it's my understanding that the Borg will be very anguished and traumatized. They won't be back to normal, but they won't be a threat anymore, either.
Now, there's going to be a concurrent log up, for people to get their groups together, go in to fight the Queen/hack the system, help the confused Borg, ETC. Oh, and also: Make the Master undo his own damage.]
Let's try this again, shall we?
I am the Master. You will obey me.
Now, I could order you and your drones to stand down, but that isn't any fun for, ohhh, any of us! So allow me to assign you a new primary objective:
Kill each other.
Entertain your Master.
[EDIT:]
[About ten minutes after the Master's villainous announcement, there's a mechanical whirring and sputtering sound, a brief screech of feedback, and silence. The Borg no longer have the order to kill, so now they're cut off from the Queen AND without orders. SUCKS TO BE THEM!]
[OOC: Here's the haps: The Nerd Log is going to take way too long to get off the ground, and I'm impatient to get things moving again. So, all of the events in the log will play out backdated, but for now, the plan of action has begun. HERE'S HOW THIS POST WORKS:
As of right now, there is a hypnotic frequency that's hitting the Borg ONLY, and it's likely been broadcasting since the TARDIS landed in the Dining Hall, as it would've needed time to get into the Borgs' heads. Once the Master puts up an edit, he'll cut off the connection with the Queen, but for now, you can assume the Borg may be attacking one another (that's up to Borg players). Other characters can respond to the Master's voice post here, and the Borg can be all "DDDD:" in it, too, if they had anything to say.
Once their connection with the Queen is cut off, it's my understanding that the Borg will be very anguished and traumatized. They won't be back to normal, but they won't be a threat anymore, either.
Now, there's going to be a concurrent log up, for people to get their groups together, go in to fight the Queen/hack the system, help the confused Borg, ETC. Oh, and also: Make the Master undo his own damage.]
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REDUNDANT MASTER. Edited for less "DOCTORRR"s
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he's totally gonna try to punch the Master when that loser walks in the TARDIS. :D
LOOOLLL. Jackman's going to intercept him, but you're still free to punch away after
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[voice] lmao that icon
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Would you rather I ordered them to kill you?
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OH SNAP
Re: ye olde diss
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LOL WRONG THING TO SAY
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Color him impressed!
Yay!
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He wants your body, Master. And by body, I means Power -- magical or otherwise.
He wants the Master's spicy alien brains
With relish?
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Oh. Now there's an idea.
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Pffth, he totally is afraid of the Doctor
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1/2
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But Miss ZandtYou can't do that!
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could I resist this?
Yes, Master. Resistance is futile, it shall be done.
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Encrypted Borg Communication:
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Oh, I approve.
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But it is fun.
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fffffff I LOVE TOMMY SO MUCH
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I warned you, Queen.
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*There's a sound of a huge metal clash*
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