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[runslikedad]

So I'm in your brain space? What does that even mean? I don't mind for a little while but I've got planets to save.

You have a game in mind for me? What kind of game? You know, I'm not sure that's such a good idea. I don't think Father would like it. At least you have monsters for me to fight.

Wait, Dad's there?! Then what are you waiting for, mun?! Hurry up and write my app so I can let him know I'm alive!

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[ofdrumsthesound]

You're the Doctor's kid, right?

[runslikedad]

Yeah, that's right. So you know him? Who are you?

[ofdrumsthesound]

I am the Master. His oldest friend, best enemy, and only fellow Time Lord still remaining.

[runslikedad]

Father said that he's the only one. So how are you still around? This is really amazing.

[ofdrumsthesound]

I spend half my time dead or missing, he should've known better than to assume he was the only one left.

[runslikedad]

He thinks I'm dead, too. Too bad he didn't wait a few more hours before he left.

[ofdrumsthesound]

He's got bad luck like that.

[runslikedad]

And I don't know how to find him without a TARDIS. No idea when he is, let alone where.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Well, Earth is always a good place to start. Other knows why.

[runslikedad]

I'm sure I'll find my way there eventually. Once I get a decent map.

[ofdrumsthesound]

Good. He needs more of his own kind around, really.

[runslikedad]

And I'd like to understand this whole TimeLord thing. Dad didn't get a chance to really explain.

[ofdrumsthesound]

We're from a dead planet, it's a long story. What do you want to know exactly?

[runslikedad]

Anything. Everything! I got shot before Father had a chance to tell me much more than that he was the last one.

[ofdrumsthesound]

We were an ancient, decadant and frankly occified race. We were the highest Class Four civilization known, we invented time travel and engineered ourselves to be better at everything. *He sighs, then smiles ruefully.* I remember the rust-red grass, the orange skies--our society was overrated, but the world itself was so beautiful . . .

[runslikedad]

It sounds wonderful. I wish I could see it. I don't suppose you have any pictures?

[ofdrumsthesound]

Just the ones in my head, sorry.

[runslikedad]

I don't suppose you could draw them?

[ofdrumsthesound]

. . . I could show you with telepathy, if you trust me.

[justthedoctor]

...I know your Dad will be very happy to see you. [Don't mind his sad little smile.]

[runslikedad]

I know! And I can let him know I'm not actually still dead. Now if my mun would stop talking about sending me there and write my app, I could see him.

[justthedoctor]

Well, don't worry too hard on it at first. After all, "Dad" will just end up fussing and worrying about you getting into danger after he lost you the first time, anyway. You're the only family he has left, and he's...well...it gets lonely. it wasn't easy, that first time...

And give the Mun time, don't rush her. They're fickle creatures, humans. They get excited and have all these wild ideas, but sometimes they take on more then they can handle if we don't make them go easy. Mine has finally stopped trying to put me into games so much. Finally realized that she didn't have the attention span for them and they always ended up making her feel bad for not keeping up. If it's a good fit for you and your Mun, it'll happen, just let her work it all out first.

[runslikedad]

I'm not worried. I just want to see him. How do you know so much about my dad?

My mun has someone else at this game already. And she says that some of Father's companions are there, too. She says that's why she wants to send me there. It sounds like fun. Plenty of monsters to fight.

[justthedoctor]

[He shuffles on his feet for a moment, looking uncomfortable.] Well, that's a little complicated. He didn't get to explain the way Time Lords work for you before you-...well, you know. You see, when Time Lords regenerate, like you did, they usually have a change of face. DNA gets rewritten, things get scrambled up and put back in different configurations. Not sure why that didn't happen for you, but that's beside the point. Basically, they retain their memories, but a new person takes their place, so to speak. So, you see...well...I was your Dad before I got this face. Or maybe you should say He was me before I was?

[This isn't normally so hard to explain for him, honest. But as of late, he's felt a bit disjointed and detached from things. More distant, like he's afraid to open up to others, even worse then he was before. He's learned his time is coming to an end with this face, and it's upsetting him more then he'll ever admit. Still, he tries to give her a big "Tada" grin when he explains, holding his arms out in a silent "Here I am!"]

Well that's good, then! At least she knows if it's a good fit for her or not, then! Mine never felt comfortable enough to have more then one person in a game, so good on yours for being so on top of things! And don't worry, if there's one thing these humans have in abundance, it's monsters to fight. And not all of them are their own making...

[runslikedad]

[She gives a loud squeal before pretty much tackling him.] Dad! I've missed you. So your regeneration works rather like a progenation machine? [And now she's got a slightly dangerous gleam in her eyes.] So have you ever been a girl?

Apparently, they're real monsters. Puddle monsters, tar people, and the like. Well, they are now, anyway. I don't know if she'll get me in before this phase of the game ends.