the oncoming babble. (
ofgallifrey) wrote in
dear_mun2012-08-20 05:25 pm
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You're getting impatient. It's all right, we all do. But, while you're waiting, yes, go ahead and go back. Watch my beginnings and get a better understanding of them. There's plenty there, so go and have all those adventures with me. I hope you have fun. I am so very old now, after all.
You better get started.
You better get started.

I play st sixwordstories, if you ever get bored.
i'll keep that in mind
Good place to fade?
*He grins.* Now then, what have you got to eat? I'm starving . . .
works for me
. . . and now I'm getting more ideas. Oh well.
i'm not complaining
:D
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I'll stick to normal food for now. And I'll be good until I can't stand it anymore. But I won't let the drums turn my brain to mush because you can't stop being a hypocrite. There's a reason I let myself go rather than be trapped with you, back on the Valiant; I was afraid you'd let the drums burn out my mind sooner than you'd let me sooth them.
*He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, then brightens.* Pizza?
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He's got to believe there's a way to bring this Time Lord peace without bringing harm to others. Without that hope, he's as good as alone. And maybe that's for the best, in the end, if they can't do it. But for now, he's got to believe.]
Pizza it is, then.
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I've never been good enough for you. Never never never never. Why am I the only one who can't have any faults, hmm? Why is it that a thousand years of torture isn't a good enough reason for you to cut me a little slack? You destroyed our world, your actions caused the Council to do this to me. Accept that I'm broken beyond repair and use that.
*And then he's sobbing, curled up in a little ball and pulling at his hair.* When your 'help' winds up lobotimizing me, will you give me a cozy chair and a telly to watch? Will you talk to me and hold my hand and rock me when I start to scream?
Oh Other I'm so hungry
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I'm sorry the Council did this to you. I am truly sorry. And I will keep true to my word of searching for your peace, for a way you can be without violence. But if you give up on me, if you swallow yourself up in self-pity and in pain, I can do nothing for you. Promise me you won't give up, and I'll promise you I won't either.
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I won't hurt you. I won't hurt anyone who travels with you. But there are plenty of people who we'd all be better off without, and until I can stop being one of them I can make the others go away.
If you can allow enough in the mean time to keep me sane, I'll search with you all our lives if need be.
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I can't allow that. I just can't. There are times when I have no choice but to drag danger where I go, but if I can help it, I do my best to. And if you truly can't help it, then perhaps we can work something out. But until then, until you reach that point and can handle it no further, you will shut your trap and deal with it for the sake of others. Suffer for them, suffer for all of those you have yet to hurt, suffer for their sakes! Take a moment and think about what it's like for them before you kill or eat or harm!
It's what you could never understand, Master. What it's like for those people who die in the crossfires, in the moments of weakness. You don't understand why I have to do this, do you? You don't understand how easy it'd be to just rid the universe of all those unjust with you by my side, with you as my weapon. It would be far too easy. And we were never meant to have that type of power. I refuse to wield a weapon so deadly as you.
[This is when he kneels. Right in front of the Master, he kneels on one knee and props the other up so he can rest his arm against it. He looks right at the Master's face, with eyes intent and focused and ice and fire and rage.]
If it comes to choosing between becoming your wielder and letting you die, I'll ensure the former never happens. But I promise you, I will do everything in my power to make sure I never have to choose between the two. I will find a way out, a way for you and for me and for the universe where we can all co-exist without the pain that echoes throughout your mind.
Poor boys.
When the time comes, we'll see. For now I'll survive.
. . . food now?
YES INDEEDY
Pizza now, yes.
[The Doctor stands once more, extending a hand to his fallen once friend.]
Come on, then, get up.
You just wanna hug them
*And off they go to the pizza place.*