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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.]

Comments

[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!

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

He was a bit bird-like at the time he said that, to be fair. Could just chalk it up to that.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Oh? Shame I missed that.

So... I was the ruler. Absolute control?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Oh, I wouldn't say absolute. Seemed more like you were a magician with a superiority complex.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Hm.

Is that all, then? Nothing further to add?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Seems you kidnapped Toby while you were King, and one other child. Evidently you had some contrived plot to turn them into Goblins.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

That sounds... absolutely, positively ludicrous!

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Oh, tell me about it.

I suppose you must've needed a couple more members to round out your Goblin Choir or something.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

I think my curiosity has been satisfied. Thank you.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

You're sure? I think I might have a photograph or two stashed away.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Doctor...

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Master.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

Doctor.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Master.





Right, sorry, is this going somewhere?

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

At first, but then I wanted to see how long we could go repeating each others' names.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

. . . And people consider me immature.

[soundof-drums.livejournal.com]

You were the one talking about embarrassing photographs.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Well, think of it this way:

One of these days, you'll want those photos so you can look back and laugh.