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Post by The 'Oh' Master on Jul 22, 2020 12:26:48 GMT -5
The last thing The Master remembered before that bright flash was being surrounded by the creatures that had helped him, prior. The Kassavin. He thought he had them manipulated but that entire plan fell flat when The Doctor barged in. That menace. The Master had to find a way out of this dimension, he had to work on planning his revenge and he was going to do just that. Unsure of what to do at first, he peered around the Kassavin dimension, where he had been sent to and roars out in anger, his fists clenched.
"DOCTOOOOOR!!!!!"
It took a while before the thought came to him but he pulled out a device from his pocket. Bigger on the inside pockets, he had to appreciate Gallifreyan design. The device he pulled was one that allowed teleportation. It was his ticket out of the exploding plane and it was going to be his ticket out of this forsaken land. He grabbed the device and pressed the button, clenching his eyes shut. When he opened them, he had not even moved. Frowning, he pressed the button a few more times.
"NO! DIMENSIONAL TRAVEL!"
He roared and threw the device down before coming to his senses somewhat and moving to retrieve the device. He pulled out a few tools from his coat's pocket and starts working on the device. He needed to make a few calibrations, because if he didn't, he would be stuck in the Kassavin dimension for eternity which is a lot longer than his lack of sanity would allow him to cope, stuck in a place like that. The device had sparked quite a lot but he was determined to fix it, he needed to. Else there was no way out.
Reaching over Oracle picked up her mp3 player and held it in her hand for a second so it could absorb some of the charge she put off, music made it easier to focus on what was in front of her and not get distracted. Unwinding the headphones, she’d wrapped around the device and stuck the buds in her ears, turning the volume up, louder than most would like but Oracle needed to drown out the hum of voices in her head.
Hitting play she started to bob her head along with the music as she started to work on her vortex manipulator
Kicking her chair back a little, so it slid across the floor Oracle reached over and grabbed a screwdriver and then slid back to the table that had the manipulator on it. “Ok, then bud, let's see what the heck is up with you, huh?”
” Tryna map out my life now without a legend Any night up in a party feel like armageddon When I look at my reflection there's another face Only thing I ever do is…
Oracle accidentally crossed the connection or at least she thought because next thing she knew she was face up in another place hurting all over, Oracle had absorbed a lot of electrical current in her life but it still hurt ever time “…yeeeeaahhh that hurt.” slowly she started to sit up to find out where she was.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Post by The 'Oh' Master on Jul 23, 2020 5:00:25 GMT -5
No other way out. At least, that is what he thought. The Master turned around once he heard a voice. He peered up to see a woman he had never seen or heard of, in all his lives. With a raised brow, he made his way towards her. Device still in hand, he would tower over the woman. He needed to make sure that he was still intimidating at the very least. He couldn't just go back and have nobody be afraid of him, that would ruin his reputation. With a narrowed glare, he stared daggers at the woman, his coat pushed back from a few gusts of wind. One thing that confused him was how this person got here. With the Kassavin and him having ceased their allegiance in a less than desirable manner, he didn't understand why they'd keep bringing people here.
"You. Who are you? More to the point. How did you end up here? And why are you here? What do the Kassavin want with someone like you? I can only assume you're human but so many worthless species and so many looking the same makes it difficult to tell. So you might as well tell me your planet of origin too, while you'll be talking. See, now I might just be your only ticket out of here and if that is the case, you don't want to get on my bad side and I'll warn you of this now. I am a very, very impatient man."
Before she had a chance to sit up fully Oracles movement was stopped by someone, causing her to slowly lay back down, technically he had the advantage over her. “hiiiii.” she said barely above a whisper.
Frowning a little, Oracle started to answer his questions until he called her a human, then her temper flared up “Oi, no, you steampunk peacock don’t you dare call me a...” Oracle didn’t so much hate humans anymore, she’d come to terms with that years ago; but having just got the breath knocked out of her then being accused of being human after being unwillingly teleported she came up fighting.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Post by The 'Oh' Master on Jul 24, 2020 6:05:06 GMT -5
The Master frowned. Truthfully, he was starting to get pissed. He had asked her a few questionsand she had made no effort to answer any of them. At the very least, he now had one of his answers. If she was a human, she would not have gotten so offended. This was interesting news and possibly something he could use against her in the future. But did she just call him a steampunk peacock? That was not something The Master took lightly, possibly having taken it more serious than he should've and he would voice this but would he care about seeming like he was overreacting? Hardly, he didn't care about much these days.
"Stop being a baby just from one assumption! I asked you some questions and if you want to get out of here, I EXPECT answers! Now I'll ask again but this is the last time I will say it so listen well and you'd be wise to actually answer instead of getting all upset because you look like a primitive ape! What is your planet of origin and how did you get here? What do the Kassavin want with you? ....wait, what did you call me?! STEAMPUNK PEACOCK?! I'll have you know this was in style when I'm from!"
He peered down at his attire and shook his head, though he had more important things to worry about. He took out his shrinking device and aimed it at Oracle. He hadn't planned on using it just yet, he just needed her to know that he meant business and he was not going to be dealing with any nonsense. If he had to though, he'd be happy to shrink her. After all, he was the one with an escape route. He didn't need her for anything. In fact, the only reason he hadn't blasted her was favours. Maybe she could prove useful in the future and if she owed him a favour due to him helping her out, he would definitely be able to get his revenge easily.
When the device came to his hand Oracle let a blot of electricity arch off her as she slowly raised her hands in a non-threatening way, shaking her head she made a little don’t try it noise. Bowing her head Oracle tried to smooth things over quickly, cause he was right, until she had more information he was her best chance of getting out of here “Sorry, unexpected teleport generally means a fights coming next in my book so force of habit.”
“My name's Oracle grew up on earth but planet of origin is someplace called Varisneal.” She shrugged still making sure not to make any sudden movements. “As for how I got here my vortex manipulator was broken and I was repairing it, must have crossed a connection and these Kassavin you speak of I have no idea who or what you’re talking about. And yes, I did call you steampunk peacock.” Oracle waved her hands that were held up back and forth a little “Joke, joke.”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Post by The 'Oh' Master on Jul 24, 2020 16:40:45 GMT -5
This really didn't get too much of a 'scared' reaction from The Master. After all he's been through, all he's done, a little electricity wasn't going to frighten him. However, this wasn't to say it didn't get any reaction at all. It definitely did. The power shown by this woman intrigued him greatly and it even got him laughing. Yes, he had just done his infamous laugh he usually did when something caught his interest and he thought he could utilise it. When she spoke, this interest only grew. First by the planet name, of which he laughed to himself after repeating it. But he was then confused when she mentioned a Vortex Manipulator.
"Ohh of course...Varisneal! Wait...wait, wait, wait. What? Vortex Manipulator? How? How did that take you here? This is the realm of an alien race called the Kassavin, they can send people here with a single touch. What are the coordinates that were last put into place on that thing?! Because this should not be possible!"
He roared out in confused anger, before pocketing his shrinking device and taking out his teleportation device, which he continued to work on, using a screwdriver. Not sonic. Not laser. To be quite frank, he envied The Doctor at this moment. And that very fact, even more so by the sheer thought of it, made him sick.
Turning her palms up Oracle shrugged; she was having a hard time not meeting his anger and energy with her own, “Dude I know about as much as I do right now about…” Oracle lowered her hands when he pocketed the shrinking device and turned his attention to something different. ”…how I got here.”
She figured his attention was on the device enough that she could look around a little “So, since we’re exchanging names and everything." Oracle crouched down studying the ground a little “You got one or should I stick with SP?”
Oracle could almost feel electricity moving in the air as she watched a strange light move along the pillars and floor “You said we where in another realm yeah? Tell me a little about the, what'd you call them the Kassavin maybe I can help.”
She'd come unhinged a couple of times herself in her life, so Oracle thought she recognized the insanity that was always a slip away for her in his movements she still needed more information before making a move.
Once again she looked over at him and shrugged “It’s like you said, you’re my best chance of getting out of here right might as well work towards the common goal.” Rocking her balance back and forth on the balls of her feet. Make herself useful, that was the plan right now.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Post by The 'Oh' Master on Jul 25, 2020 14:33:43 GMT -5
The Master just glared her way with a look that would kill, if they were able to do so. He didn't particularly enjoy getting interrupted when he was busy with important things, such as re-calibrating a teleport device. At the same time though, he didn't quite fancy being called a peacock from space either so he had to give in there. You win some, you lose some. After a few seconds of silence, due to him concentrating on his work, The Master blew on the device to get rid of any dust that might have been clumped in there. It may have been evident in his gaze that he desperately wanted to break the thing as it annoyed him. That was just his way of doing things, he sees something he doesn't like and gets rid of it. But he needed this so he restrained himself and kept working.
"Asking that is the same as asking if you want to get shrunk to the side of a matchbox. You may continue to call me that but I can't recommend you'll live long enough to do it more than twice more! Three if I'm feeling really, REALLY merciful! But that does not happen easily.....course I've got a name. But what good are those when you have titles? As long as you have something to address someone as, there is no issue. Call me Master."
He finally finished working on the device, it had started making a humming noise and he snapped his fingers, laughing at it as he pointed a finger at the device, almost as if to say 'I beat you, take that!' to it. But it was only a device. Only a mad man would even think about talking to an inanimate object. Then again, what the Time Vortex did to him did drive him insane when he was a child so to him, this did not really come as any surprise. It was his normal, at this point.
Oracle frowned a little when she heard his name, something about it set off a red flag in her head. She just couldn’t think of where though. ”You’re name, for some reason I feel like I’ve heard it before.”
She had still been studying her surroundings but her attention was drawn back to The Master when the device in his hand started buzzing “Hey, Kudos your got it fixed.” forcing a small smile, but keeping a safe distance.
Something about him unsettled her Oracle couldn’t put her finger on it. “Sooooo, I almost want to ask for a lift but…” putting on her best poker face “I almost feel like that would impose on you too much, so I think I’m just gonna.” she hooked a finger at the direction behind her.
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Post by The 'Oh' Master on Aug 3, 2020 10:33:00 GMT -5
"I get around. And it's not a name. It's a title.Like I said, names are pointless...."
The Master looked confused as he saw Oracle gesture behind herself. He wondered if she was trying to trick him into something or if she was just either incredibly stupid or plain death. Either way, he'd do the same thing so her reasons for walking off like that barely mattered to him. He merely raised a brow and looked around the place, gesturing towards all of it as if to make a point as he spoke up once again.
"Are you thick in the head? Look at this place. Did I not mention we're in the Kassavin DIMENSION?! This place isn't a town! Nor a country! Or even just a planet! This is a whole other dimension and you plan on getting home by walking?! You're not getting to your home planet, nor to Earth on foot. Not from here."
He shrugged a shoulder, the sheer stupidity of this woman angered him to no end though he held up the device he was working on, the one that would teleport him to another place and he'd point it right at Oracle, raising a brow. Help from this woman would be annoying but he felt like he may have needed it so he simply raised a brow.
"Where were you before you arrived here? And don't just be vague with 'my home' or 'at town'. I need a specific location, otherwise how do you expect me to put the coordinates into this bloody thing?! I don't know you, I don't monitor where you live or where you go."
Oh, she very much did not like this one, meeting his expression Oracle straightened her shoulders and snapped back for some reason this guy everything that came out of his mouth she wanted to put back in with her fist “Look you little…grrr.” she slightly growled the last bit and looked to her side before placing her hands on her hips for a second. “My apologies, for some reason you seem to get under my skin about as fast as a friend of mine did a couple of faces ago.”
Oracle had to think quick whether she wanted this guy anywhere near her stash house, hell she probably wouldn’t want The Doctor around her stash house, there were some things she had in there that, well it was just a conversation she didn’t want to really have, better in her possession then on the streets. “Harringay Warehouse District, earth. Or would you like the longitude and latitude.” she held up her hands a little trying to indicate that last bit was a joke.
Post by The 'Oh' Master on Sept 10, 2020 7:12:33 GMT -5
"It's my short fuse. I have that affect on people."
The Master punches the coordinates into the device, now having a good idea where to teleport the two. Once that was done, he'd pace around on foot while she spoke. Her 'joking' got on his nerves but if he got too angry then he figured she wouldn't be too keen on helping him. She seemed liked the kind of person to have good information, and with one person he needed information on, this was a chance he wasn't going to give up. Once she had finished speaking, he merely points the device at her and presses a button. A beam would shoot from it and hit Oracle, she'd glow a bright white before being relocated to Harringay Warehouse District, like she said. Not long after, he presses a different button, sending himself to the same place. Once he made it, he leans against a wall, roars out and laughs.
"Ahhhh! Behold! The ticket out of any disgusting dimension you'd typically be trapped in! This device definitely has quite the energetic and loud personality! I can relate to that. But, now that's out of the way...a couple of questions. Because I need a little bit of help to find an old friend of mine, I haven't seen her in ages and it's about time I pay her a visit. So...what do you know of the one they call, The Doctor?"
Crossing his arms, The Master grins as he asks this. He presses one foot against the wall he was leaning on, awaiting an answer. He did, however, have to refrain from zapping this woman into a tiny doll. He debated on sparing her even after she gave the answers he sought, but that would come in time. For now, he wanted to see how this would play out.
When The Master mentioned The Doctors name it was like a lightbulb went off in Oracles head, what he had said earlier about titles and then his personality. Oracle knew this one, or well at least knew of him now that she had made the connection.
Stepping back a little but trying to keep it casual Oracle crossed her arms a little across her chest and looked down at the ground for a second, stalling “Na man, sorry, doesn’t ring a bell.” she lied.
Oracle had 2 or 3, honestly, she’d quit keeping track, life debts to The Doctor the way see saw it and though she knew The Doctor would never call that card Oracle felt misdirecting The Master was as even as they were ever gonna get.
Looking up Oracle met The Masters eyes and started slowly pulling electricity from her surrounding “Got a description I’ll keep an eye out though, least I can do since you know.” she gestured towards him “Technically I owe you a favor now.”
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― Douglas Adams
Post by The 'Oh' Master on Sept 11, 2020 7:29:08 GMT -5
Seeing Oracle step back and noting how long it took to get an answer from Oracle, The Master raised a brow and crossed his own arms, tilting his head down as if to say 'really?'. Still, he didn't make it clear that he suspected anything as he wanted to control the situation. He wanted Oracle to tell him what she really knew on her own terms, he just loved to manipulate. Sometimes people would need a little nudge to get information out of them. If he needed to give such a nudge, he would be happy to. After all, he was fond of slaughter when it suited him.
"A description? Very well then. Very small in height, you could mistake her for a child. Surprisingly round face. Short, blonde hair that stops just short of her shoulders. Black shirt with a rainbow...thing, at the front. Baggy, blue pants. Brown boots. Blue socks that she keeps rolled up. Long white coat that almost touches the ground...honestly, an appalling sense of fashion if I've ever seen one. She can often be seen travelling with three friends. A young woman, a young man and an old man...or you could identify her by a blue box being nearby, a police telephone box. If you see her, you just let her know that a childhood friend is looking."
He smirked at this, knowing any friend of The Doctor would likely show signs of concern for the Time Lady's safety at this point, and that was exactly what The Master was looking for in Oracle, the slightest hint of worry. Having folded his arms behind his back, he tilted his head up slightly and to the side. He continued to smirk, raising both his brows as he gave Oracle a wink.
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