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[soundof_drums]

Citizens of the Barge, how are you enjoying your amnesia? And so many new faces... hello!

For once, my little simpletons, we have something in common. I appear to have been afflicted with a case of forgetfulness, myself. The last thing I remember is poor little Rose, falling into the darkness. And amongst all the faces, all the words spilling into my journal... no sign of the little companion.

Such a pity.

[OOC: He thinks he succeeded in getting rid of Rose. OOPS.]

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[doctorate.livejournal.com]

She might, she might not. Could you really blame her if she didn't, after all? It's the thought that's important, really.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

You're beginning to sound like a greeting card, Doctor!

Did you have fun in the death trap I'd apparently devised? Did you learn an important life lesson?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Greeting cards do have a grain of sense behind them, you know, once you get past all the flowery language and curly text.

And I did, surprisingly -- I learned never to get on the Marquis' bad side. He really isn't your biggest fan, as I'm sure you're aware.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

You would find them sensible.

And I'm not his. Miserable, stinking, slovenly hack.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

One of these days, you two really need to have a sit down and work out your differences. Preferably with words, of course.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

There's no need, Doctor. It's not personal, after all. Your companions will always be targeted so long as they're associated with Y-O-U.

And I've done what you have requested. Now tell me.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[This slight pause in messages is the Doctor sighing to himself and realizing that that apology is probably the best he can expect.]

Long story short, you were the Goblin King in charge of some sort of Labyrinth. You were also a sort of annoying clock, calling off the hours.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Goblin... King.

Well. An interesting vocation, to say the least. Are you telling me people are making threats because I told them what time it was?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Actually, I've got a feeling that most of the anger towards you at the moment comes from you sending out homemade Toclafane after everyone.

You just made his day!

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Really?

Oh-- REALLY?

Bless them.

Oh dear D:

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Although I suppose others were mostly annoyed by your misdirections.








Or it could've been your singing and dancing that put them off. I'm not entirely sure which, actually.

1/2

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Singing and...

2/2

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Tell me more about my children! Were they good? As good as last time?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

They weren't a match for your musical prowess.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

...well, I am the Master of so many things.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

And Master of the application of eyeliner and eyeshadow as well, I saw.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

...what.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

I wasn't entirely sure on the lip gloss, though. You seemed rather proud of it at the time, however.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

WHAT?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Oh, and I haven't even mentioned the hair yet!

I mean-- blimey! And you say mine is bad.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Stop it! You're lying!

I would never disgrace myself in such a way!

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

No, I don't imagine you would, but you weren't yourself at the time, yeah?

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

You're right. I wasn't.

So...

...anything else? What was that about the Marquis?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Wasn't himself at the time, either, but we traveled with one another for a ways.

. . . He mentioned something about wanting to eat your eyeballs.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Charming. And-- well, not at all surprising, considering he tried to eat my ear at the last Port.

Oral fixation, that one!