080 - The Master of WIN. [VOICE]

[soundof_drums]

[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.]

Comments

[kingfor-aday.livejournal.com]

But if you're capable of telling them to kill... surely you're capable of telling them to stop.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Yes.



But I don't want to.

[kingfor-aday.livejournal.com]

Because? This makes no sense.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Because it's fun.

[kingfor-aday.livejournal.com]

It's barbaric. Once they've killed each other, then what? They won't all die. They'll turn on us. They'll turn on the one who told them to kill their own kind.

Self-preservation. It's a useful instinct.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

No, they won't. I have them under my control.

They'll do anything for their Master...

[kingfor-aday.livejournal.com]

The Borg Queen had them under her control. It's not permanent.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Then perhaps you should do something about her.

[kingfor-aday.livejournal.com]

Well, now you're the one commanding them, are you not? Maybe we should do something about you instead?

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Do that, and things go back to the way they were. At least now the Borg are no longer a threat.

Why don't you try and stop them? Save them from each other. Time is running out, Sergeant.

[kingfor-aday.livejournal.com]

...I'm not sure they'll be any easier to reason with than you. Given their single minded drive, we'd probably be caught in unstoppable cross fire. At least you might have some ability to realise this is wrong.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Nope!

I blame society.

[naughtbutlife.livejournal.com]

Sergeant, save your breath, sir.

[kingfor-aday.livejournal.com]

...I have to tell him. For my own conscience if not for his.

[naughtbutlife.livejournal.com]

All-right. As long as you realise he will not be persuaded.

[kingfor-aday.livejournal.com]

I realise. I hope differently.

[naughtbutlife.livejournal.com]

There are other things that must be done.

[kingfor-aday.livejournal.com]

Such as? Charge blindly into the Borg in the hope they'll stop when we tell them to? He's the one in control.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

You should go find your husband.

[naughtbutlife.livejournal.com]

Before he is disemboweled for your pleasure?

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

If you hurry, maybe you can hold his hand as he dies.

[naughtbutlife.livejournal.com]

How thoughtful of you.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

And if you give me a kiss, my dear, I may be persuaded to show some mercy.

LOL WRONG THING TO SAY

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

Shut your mouth and leave her alone.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

How precious, you still seem to think you've any say in my behaviour at all.

You're really quite lucky that I'm so fond of Drusilla, my dear.