Hey, hey, hey, it's alright. *grips his shoulder* I'm back now, and I'm staying, alright? Yeah? We'll be okay, you and me, right? I'm not leaving and I'm not...judging, no matter what you may think. I'm just trying to keep as many people alive as possible.
I may need to take you away from here, away from Earth.
Though, honestly, I've seen you around these parts before and I can't take you seriously.
I mean, look at you. You're the Spiderman of crazy evil people. Sure, you do the occasional awesome thing but you're so whiny and needy that no one is going to care.
Shoo, or I'll find a way to drop you in a black hole. You are a stupid, annoying little troll who does not deserve to look at me. A cat may look at a king, but you're a rat. *His hands crackle a bit. He grins.* Heh--that was pretty poetic, wasn't it? I'll have to make silly faces or something to make up for it.
Seriously, though, go away. I have lasers and lightning bolts and I think I might even have a few old Time War weapons in here somewhere. So unless you want to take a trillion years to blink I suggest you leave. Now.
Blah, blah, blah. I get it, you passed Black Magic 101. Now, get a better dye job and you might actually scare someone.
Also, you're bad at poetry.
I've stared upon the endless chaos and seen the beginning and end of all time and space. I will unravel it all and listen as every atom cries out before being devoured.
But, sure, lasers and lightning bolts are totally scary.
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How long has it been, exactly? And what have you done? [Eyes you warily.]
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You were gone, and the drums got loud . . .
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That's on me then, for leaving you. Guess I'd better stick around, yeah?
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Want to play with me?
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Another good thing about you being back, that: playing yourself is dull.
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What else have you been up to while I've been away?
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What did I tell you about that?
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I may need to take you away from here, away from Earth.
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. . . can I hurt you? Just a little bit?
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Yes, but not here. Can we go somewhere more private?
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*And off to his room in the TARDIS they go.*
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Well, I'm what stares back.
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I mean, look at you. You're the Spiderman of crazy evil people. Sure, you do the occasional awesome thing but you're so whiny and needy that no one is going to care.
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I'm starting to think killing you would be a favor to us both.
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As I said, I've seen you around. You don't got the mojo for this fight.
But, hey, I got time to kill.
Get it? Man, I got a million of them.
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Speaking of which, you weigh what? One eighty? Two hundred?
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I was talking about tailoring. Also, you are the saddest excuse for a cannibal ever.
He really is annoying, isn't he?
Seriously, though, go away. I have lasers and lightning bolts and I think I might even have a few old Time War weapons in here somewhere. So unless you want to take a trillion years to blink I suggest you leave. Now.
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Also, you're bad at poetry.
I've stared upon the endless chaos and seen the beginning and end of all time and space. I will unravel it all and listen as every atom cries out before being devoured.
But, sure, lasers and lightning bolts are totally scary.
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I have destroyed galactic clusters by accident. I have erased people from history out of pique. I have died over and over, but I'm still here.
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