Round 11 Hour 47
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fic_rush_48Only two hours until the end of fic_rush! Hard to believe. Obviously, time has been warped by a rookery of glowstick-wielding, alien-fish-eating penguins.
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This is my last post for the round. The lovely
lolmac will take over the last hour to wrap things up. Don't forget to wish her a happy 50th birthday in a week!
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Date: 2010-10-17 10:00 pm (UTC)“It’s…” Jo shook her head, barely able to put her horror and distaste into words: “It’s…diabolical!”
“Diabolical?” The Master smirked, smoothing his silver and black beard with one leather-gloved hand, practically preening. “My dear Miss Grant, I rather prefer to think of it as a stroke of genius.” He turned, surveying his army, ranged around the walls of the disused warehouse.
The sea of diminutive black and white shapes squawked and waddled back and forth, raring to be set free upon the world. Their tiny, mad eyes glowed vivid red in the gloom.
“Yes,” said the Master, puffing on a fine cigar and completely ignoring Jo as she continued to struggle with the stout padlocked chain that secured her to her chair. “Slowly and surely I have drawn my plans against the Doctor and his miserable adopted homeworld! Fed on a steady diet of alien fish, my penguin hordes are by now quite ready to sweep across the face of this world, destroying all before them! UNIT and the other pathetic military forces of this backward planet will be powerless to stop them! All will bow before me and call me “Master”!”
At which point Jo hit him on the back of the head with a handy Ming vase. The Master’s need to surround himself with style and luxury even in his secret headquarters once again came back to bite him.
“You really ought to take my escapology skills more seriously,” she advised him as the door at the far end of the warehouse banged open.
“Jo!” exclaimed the Doctor, velvet cape swirling behind him as he led a platoon of UNIT troops into the warehouse.
“Good Lord!” gasped the pistol-toting Brigadier as he saw the penguin horde.
“Blimey!” said Sergeant Benton, opening fire on the fearsomely ferocious fowl.
“Doctor!” Jo called. “Everything’s under control!”
“Jo, watch out!” the Doctor shouted as the Master rose to his feet, a blazing glowstick brandished in his hand.
“My dear Doctor,” the villain sneered. “Just in time to witness my final victory!”
“No, old fellow,” the Doctor retorted, “just in time to beat you yet again!” He seized a glowstick of his own from a nearby crate and assumed a fencing posture: “Hai!”
“En garde!” The Master sprang forward, and swashbuckling battle was joined…
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Date: 2010-10-17 10:02 pm (UTC)Fantastic. Oh, my.
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Date: 2010-10-18 05:43 am (UTC)http://community.livejournal.com/fic_rush_48/125461.html?thread=1091861#t1091861
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Date: 2010-10-18 03:59 pm (UTC)And this: The sea of diminutive black and white shapes squawked and waddled back and forth, raring to be set free upon the world. Their tiny, mad eyes glowed vivid red in the gloom.
You know, the actual novel what I read with evil penguins in went something like that...
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Date: 2010-10-17 10:07 pm (UTC)I'll just blame the glowstick wielding penguins.
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Date: 2010-10-17 10:21 pm (UTC)Poor glowstick-wielding penguins, always to blame . . .
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Date: 2010-10-17 10:29 pm (UTC)Do not feel sorry for them. That's what they are counting on in their plans for global domination. Trufax.
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Date: 2010-10-17 10:56 pm (UTC)Yeah.
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