Here Come the Drums...

[You can hear the sounds of like, packages opening, and crunching and ravenous chewing ETC ETC]

--need to eat, need to tear, need to feed, take it take it take it--

[Anyway, he's just gibbering about food and stuff, because getting tortured a whole bunch of times and failing to eat because of the riot has totally killed his life force. Suddenly, however, he just STOPS. And seems to notice something's wrong.]

OFF!

[And he kills the transmission. So, if anybody wants to find him in the kitchen, he's like. EATING STUFF. Please stop him. You'll find him gnawing on a bone.]

[OOC: DELETED THE OTHER ONE because I'd rather write regular Master than flood Master, and it was put up at the end of the flood anyway. STILL, you can ASSUME that he spazzed out, built a makeshift weapon, and went looking to rescue Meta. Whatever happened UH will need to be coordinated with Tosh, Meta, and Tallahassee, I presume]

[So the Master was going to plot some evil, but then he got sleepy and passed out in a position that indicates his spine is made out of liquid. You can find him in the first floor common room, napping, and purring softly in his sleep. WAKE HIM UP.]

[OOC: I wanted to do more cat!crack before the flood :c If you want to do something else with the Master, hit me up. Otherwise, bother the sleeping Time Lord.]