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I just had an AWESOME dream. It started out with me as the Doctor. Ten. I was trying to talk this country out of...well, attacking me and other people. They'd had me imprisoned for the first half of the dream but I seem to have mostly forgotten that. As the Doctor, I was just waiting them out, when suddenly, some sort of force possessed me. I stopped being the Doctor and watched as he began to order huge amounts of a poisonous plant to overgrow the kingdom.
Then, I switched. I was the Master. Simm Master. It was REALLY awesome. Except that I'd already been bloody captured by the Doctor and he was honestly making me sit in a locked car with one of his Companions babysitting me, essentially. She was giving me wary looks.
"It's stifling in here," I complained.
"Too bad," she said, stony-faced. I gave her a look, and leaned back against the other door, my feet drawn up on the seat. Someone had cuffed my hands as well, so I couldn't do very much. It also really was very hot. All the doors and windows were closed, obviously, and it was a hot day. It was a little hard to breathe.
"Get me an ice cream," I demanded.
"Yeah right," she said.
"What kind of 'good guy' are you?" I asked. "You're torturing a prisoner in what is effectively a sauna. I demand my right to an ice cream." She opened the door a little behind her and I must have leaned forward unconciously because she closed it again instantly.
"You'll just run away while I'm getting you one," she said. I tried to look like she'd injured my sensibilities or something.
"Of course not," I said. "I just want an ice cream, which appears to be too much to ask with you." She glared at me, then sighed.
"All right," she said and left the car, with the door very slightly ajar, but locked with what appeared to be one of those chain locks they often have in apartments. I sort of rolled my eyes at it, and prepared to make a run for it, when the Doctor walked into the area and the Companion handed me an ice cream. I took it, and sighed but began to eat it. There was no way I was going to book with the Doctor right there. And it had been so close too...
"Bring him with us," said the Doctor, and the Companion pulled me out of the car as I finished my ice cream and began to pull me along briskly until we came to a room, which we entered. I was shoved to my own corner on the floor and fell into a sitting position rather quickly due to the cuffs. The Doctor gave me a bit of a kick and walked to lean against a table and work on some sort of device. This alerted me rather instantly that something was amiss, as the Doctor would never kick me. He's trying to fix me, not use me as his personal abuse toy, although the car was a little suspect... I eyed the Doctor with the eye of an expert and instantly identified him as being possessed. After all...I do it so often to other people.
"Hey," I said, beckoning over the Companion. She came. "Closer," I said. She gave me a look. "It's a secret," I said. Rolling her eyes, and still looking wary, she leant over to me. "Do you realise," I asked, "that the Doctor is possessed?"
"Nice try," she said.
"No, really," I said. "I'm an expert. You can see the slight burned entry of an amateur on his neck." She looked, then shook her head.
"I see nothing," she said. "Stop trying to stir up trouble."
"Is he?" said the 'Doctor'. "We'll have to do something about him after I finish this." I remember the kick and decide that I very much don't want to experience that 'something'. I manage to wrench my...sort of spirity thing free from my body and make a dash at the Doctor. But I can't seem to jar the possessor out. Steeling myself, I get myself to a very high height, then plummet at his head. When I hit, I knock the other spirit out and the Doctor convulses, then falls back against the table looking a little horrified. As soon as the other spirit is out, these things show up, meant to rip apart and dissolve bad possessing things. I supposed that they were a phenomena native to the area but it did mean that it was rather urgent for me to get back into my own body. As they dissolved and captured the other spirit, I hurried back to my body and started to get in, when a stray laser from the war outside hit mosty of my spirit and solidified it into a black charred mass that flew to the side. Stumbling a bit (due to the very small amount of myself I had managed to get into my body, I rushed to the black mass at the same time as the things did. Managing to reach it first, I clutched it to myself as well as I could in handcuffs and got harried by the things into the opposite corner of the room, where I fell backwards. They started busily trying to yank my spirit away from me.
"Oh no you DON'T," I muttered. "I LIKE this body." One of them went into my mouth to try and pull out the bit of me that had gotten in, and I went into a coughing fit that didn't stop even when I woke up.
I coughed, actually, for minutes afterward and couldn't get back to sleep.
But it was an awesome dream while it lasted.
Then, I switched. I was the Master. Simm Master. It was REALLY awesome. Except that I'd already been bloody captured by the Doctor and he was honestly making me sit in a locked car with one of his Companions babysitting me, essentially. She was giving me wary looks.
"It's stifling in here," I complained.
"Too bad," she said, stony-faced. I gave her a look, and leaned back against the other door, my feet drawn up on the seat. Someone had cuffed my hands as well, so I couldn't do very much. It also really was very hot. All the doors and windows were closed, obviously, and it was a hot day. It was a little hard to breathe.
"Get me an ice cream," I demanded.
"Yeah right," she said.
"What kind of 'good guy' are you?" I asked. "You're torturing a prisoner in what is effectively a sauna. I demand my right to an ice cream." She opened the door a little behind her and I must have leaned forward unconciously because she closed it again instantly.
"You'll just run away while I'm getting you one," she said. I tried to look like she'd injured my sensibilities or something.
"Of course not," I said. "I just want an ice cream, which appears to be too much to ask with you." She glared at me, then sighed.
"All right," she said and left the car, with the door very slightly ajar, but locked with what appeared to be one of those chain locks they often have in apartments. I sort of rolled my eyes at it, and prepared to make a run for it, when the Doctor walked into the area and the Companion handed me an ice cream. I took it, and sighed but began to eat it. There was no way I was going to book with the Doctor right there. And it had been so close too...
"Bring him with us," said the Doctor, and the Companion pulled me out of the car as I finished my ice cream and began to pull me along briskly until we came to a room, which we entered. I was shoved to my own corner on the floor and fell into a sitting position rather quickly due to the cuffs. The Doctor gave me a bit of a kick and walked to lean against a table and work on some sort of device. This alerted me rather instantly that something was amiss, as the Doctor would never kick me. He's trying to fix me, not use me as his personal abuse toy, although the car was a little suspect... I eyed the Doctor with the eye of an expert and instantly identified him as being possessed. After all...I do it so often to other people.
"Hey," I said, beckoning over the Companion. She came. "Closer," I said. She gave me a look. "It's a secret," I said. Rolling her eyes, and still looking wary, she leant over to me. "Do you realise," I asked, "that the Doctor is possessed?"
"Nice try," she said.
"No, really," I said. "I'm an expert. You can see the slight burned entry of an amateur on his neck." She looked, then shook her head.
"I see nothing," she said. "Stop trying to stir up trouble."
"Is he?" said the 'Doctor'. "We'll have to do something about him after I finish this." I remember the kick and decide that I very much don't want to experience that 'something'. I manage to wrench my...sort of spirity thing free from my body and make a dash at the Doctor. But I can't seem to jar the possessor out. Steeling myself, I get myself to a very high height, then plummet at his head. When I hit, I knock the other spirit out and the Doctor convulses, then falls back against the table looking a little horrified. As soon as the other spirit is out, these things show up, meant to rip apart and dissolve bad possessing things. I supposed that they were a phenomena native to the area but it did mean that it was rather urgent for me to get back into my own body. As they dissolved and captured the other spirit, I hurried back to my body and started to get in, when a stray laser from the war outside hit mosty of my spirit and solidified it into a black charred mass that flew to the side. Stumbling a bit (due to the very small amount of myself I had managed to get into my body, I rushed to the black mass at the same time as the things did. Managing to reach it first, I clutched it to myself as well as I could in handcuffs and got harried by the things into the opposite corner of the room, where I fell backwards. They started busily trying to yank my spirit away from me.
"Oh no you DON'T," I muttered. "I LIKE this body." One of them went into my mouth to try and pull out the bit of me that had gotten in, and I went into a coughing fit that didn't stop even when I woke up.
I coughed, actually, for minutes afterward and couldn't get back to sleep.
But it was an awesome dream while it lasted.
