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The Wake Mods ([personal profile] thewakemods) wrote in [community profile] gotosleep_idiot2017-11-04 09:58 pm
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November & December Test Drive Meme



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memories_of_me: (Oh did you want to speak?)

Wherein she does not remember yet

[personal profile] memories_of_me 2017-11-10 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
Me had been walking around for a bit of air, annoyed, again. Then she always was these days. But when there were four of your best friend here and the only one that you can stand even the sight of, the only one who likes you...keeps ruddy well forgetting you exist! Seriously, did he just have to prove that his memory was that much worse than hers?

Chip on her shoulder, and fed up from having been unable to create her long bow for the monster storm, and now that she had her bow back? She was looking for trouble. Thing was, when one went looking for trouble in this world, one usually found it.

Me was in a bit of a new style from the ones the Master might remember. Her long hair was down and loose. She was in a short black skirt, a black blouse with silver buttons, black flats with silver trim. She stopped, seeing the man coming at her like trouble waiting to happen. She smirked and leaned against the staff of her bow, seeming amused.

Edited 2017-11-10 06:39 (UTC)
selfsaboteur: (it's funny isn't it)

[personal profile] selfsaboteur 2017-11-10 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, this one. They've had a handful of run-ins across her timeline, though never any outright altercations. She's no Time Lord, but she's far more useful (and reasonable) than most humans and has earned his semi-respect. Still, that she can never remember her own name amuses him to no end. He finds himself smirking back at her as he approaches, figuring she must have some hand in all this or else she's as trapped as he is.

"Fancy meeting you here."
memories_of_me: (A proper lady)

[personal profile] memories_of_me 2017-11-10 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
She gave him a look of cool disdain. "Fancy that," she said simply, as she tried to remember who this was and where she knew him from. Not that she showed any of that on her face.

Not any of the faces of the Doctor. After the school storm she had started sketching and had all of those faces down. Not a Pond. Probably. Would be a kick in the teeth if after all her complaining about Rose, this was Rory, and the Ponds were here and she didn't realize it. Oh, she remembered them, yes. But less how they looked. She would have to review those journals. First she'd have to get them from the Tardis.

Well, that idiot Chat Noir owed her a favor for fixing his little phone. Maybe she'd make him get them.
selfsaboteur: (srsly?)

[personal profile] selfsaboteur 2017-11-10 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
He studies her for a long moment, wondering why the cold shoulder. Perhaps this is after one of their less-than-pleasant encounters for her. Or there's a far more obvious answer.

"Oh dear. Have you forgotten me already?" It's admittedly hard to believe, but if anyone could forget the Master, it would be this girl.
memories_of_me: (Please be less stupid)

Does not remember

[personal profile] memories_of_me 2017-11-10 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps I have. But if you're from our universe, past experience makes it seem that it is rather unlikely that you'll refresh my memory."

She might be more than a bit miffed at the Doctor. And a lot miffed at Rose.

And she downright HATED that Jack was here....

Just one more reason to avoid the Tardis, these days, she supposed.
selfsaboteur: (shiny objects)

Does not remember

[personal profile] selfsaboteur 2017-11-11 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
He manufactures a look of deep concern. Something is clearly bothering Me, and he intends to find it out. "Why should I? We're friends, after all."

'Friends' might be a bit of an exaggeration, true, but the Master has the feeling he can use all the allies that he can get in this place.
memories_of_me: (We have a Tardis now)

Re: Does not remember

[personal profile] memories_of_me 2017-11-11 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Friends?" Oh the look she gave him made it clear that she did not buy it in the least.

"All of my friends are long since dead, I assure you. And even if this place can bring people from all across time, space, and dimensions, you do not seem to match the description of anyone I can recall as having for a friend. So the sheer fact that you are claiming we are friends makes me think we never were. And more, saying that while utterly failing to provide your name?" she smirked. "Though in fairness, I suppose I should tell you that if you are who I suspect you might be" She was thinking of the leadership of the Time Lords, who had forced her into setting the trap for the Doctor, "then not only are we not friends, but I will find a way to end you. Now, shall we start with an actual name?" she said, almost pleasantly.
selfsaboteur: (srsly?)

Re: Does not remember

[personal profile] selfsaboteur 2017-11-12 08:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Can't you just look it up in your little journals?" The Master arches a brow, wondering if she's this irritating for everyone she forgets.
memories_of_me: (Seriously Doctor?)

Re: Does not remember

[personal profile] memories_of_me 2017-11-12 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
"I could, should I happen to have the right journal with me, and know which one it is. I have over a hundred thousand journals that I have written by my point. Perhaps even more. I stopped counting after a while. Not even knowing the year in which I knew you, let alone the planet..." she added, dryly. And from what he knew of Me, she'd never left Earth and had always been bitter of it. That the Doctor had left her.