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[worstretconever]

[The video feed shows two men - the Master and the Doctor, specifically - in a cage together, though it might be hard to recognise them at first, since they're both wearing some weird-looking robes (complete with elaborate headdress). The robes, however, have been slightly adapted to allow for the fact that the two of them have been sewn together at the side, from just under their arms, all the way down to their hip.

The Master, unsurprisingly, appears to be rather unhappy about this development. First he tries to pull away from the Doctor, pushing and hitting at him in a frenzy - and when that doesn't work, he opts to just glare at him from under his dorky headdress. As the Master struggles, there's narration coming from someone just offscreen.]

Just look at the fight in these two! With that kind of struggle, it's not hard to see why they're the last two of their species. That's right, we've got a special treat for you today. All the way from Gallifrey, a planet destroyed in the final battle of the Last Great Time War, we bring you the last of the Time Lords!

We've brought two old enemies together for you - no more running, no more hiding, just the two of them, bound forever! One's a villain, one's a hero - but which one is really which, in the end? Which one's killed more species than you can possibly imagine, including his own? The answer might surprise you! These two are killers, through and through! Come on down and watch the show, because it's bound to be fantastic!

Comments

[verylast]

Well, that's wonderful. It looks like we'll never get free then. [ Because the Master isn't keen on morality. ]

[worstretconever]

[FINALLY you notice that. Took you long enough.] That's why I suggested cutting us apart, you dolt.

[verylast]

[ Flailing so much he pretty much hits the Master in the stomach. ] How is that a better plan?

[worstretconever]

[He pushes the Doctor's arm away after he hits him, frowning at him.] It's certainly more expedient than sitting here and trying to figure it out.

[verylast]

Well, for one thing we'd still have to get out of the bloody cage. [ Which the Master has made no point in trying to help, so. ]

[worstretconever]

[He rolls his eyes and pulls off his own headdress - without any trouble, because he's just that much cooler than the Doctor - and starts feeling around for something useable.] When's the last time you actually picked a lock without your screwdriver, anyway?

[verylast]

[ A long time ago. ]

There's nothing wrong with using the screwdriver.

[worstretconever]

Luckily, some of us cultivate non-screwdriver-related skills. [He pulls what looks like a pin out, eyeing it critically.] Here we go, let's have a crack at that lock.

[verylast]

[ Shuffling beside him. ]

Just get on with it, would you? I don't like being stuck here as much as you don't.

[worstretconever]

Oh, I don't know, if it wasn't for the cage and the being sewn to you bit and the fact that humans are treating me like a sideshow freak, I might actually enjoy having a roof over my head.

[Lalala, picking the lock. After a minute or two, it pops open, and the Master turns to grin at the Doctor.] There we go!

[verylast]

[ Sighing. ] Once we sort this out you'll just have to come with me. The TARDIS is in Amelia's apartment. She's pretty grounded, but it's better than nothing.

[ Peering out as though to access the closeness of creepy circus dwellers. ] Looks like the coast is clear.

[worstretconever]

[Ugh. On one hand, living with the Doctor. On the other hand, showers. He sort of hates himself for compromising his evil integrity and centuries of loathing for the sake of hygiene, but he figures he can always leave if he wants to.] Amelia? Who's Amelia?

We have got to find some less conspicuous clothes. [He starts to move out of the cage, hoping the Doctor will follow his lead.]

[verylast]

A friend. [ He doesn't really want to say much more.

He lost her. It's his fault. ] Well, at last something we can agree on.