teyla | The fail burns my eyes.

I'm quite a forgiving person. I love discussions, but I don't like fighting or bearing grudges. But the more I think about what people got up to today, the more I feel like setting the uni on fire and watching it burn to the fucking ground.

I've got two group presentations to get done. One's due tomorrow at 10 a.m., the other one is due next Tuesday. I've always made the experience that group presentations are tiring, but this is taking it to a whole new level.

My Thursday presentation group wanted to meet up at 1 p.m. today. I was there at 1:15. The next person to show up did so at 2:30. No one else turned up. We didn't get anything done, because the girl who did turn up hadn't typed her shit up - she'd written it all out on paper. Yeah, that helps a lot, thank you very much. I totally feel like wading through three pages of illegible scribblings so I can type up your keypoints for our presentation.

She then left to work on some audio editing with her other presentation group. A minute later I get a phone call that I should tell them how to hook the audio recorder up to the computer. I had the same problem, sitting there not knowing how to do that. I downloaded the manual from the internet. But I guess that was too much to ask from three media students.

So I go hook up the recorder, and then I sit down to do some rping - because there was fuck all else to do. Ten minutes later one of the girls asks me if she can check her email on my computer. I say sure, alright, and she goes ahead and checks her email. Then she checks facebook, and her her bank account, and then she goes Christmas shopping on fucking Amazon.

We then all go and have our studio class, which should have been going on till 9. We were done by 7, though. I needed to talk to three people about presentation things, but they were all so quick to get out of there, I didn't really get a hold of them. One of them needed to give me his stuff for the Thursday presentation, and while I was booting up my laptop to put it from his stick onto my computer, I was trying to get a hold of the other guys. I turn back around, and the guy is touching my motherfucking laptop. Seriously, does he have a death wish?

Anyway, turns out he saved his file in a .docx format, which I can't open without a converter, but he was out of there so quickly, I couldn't tell him to please send it to me again as a .txt or .rtf. So I downloaded the converter, and it turns out that his file are 100 fucking words copypasta'ed from Wikipedia.

The second guy I was trying to get to give his stuff to me hadn't done it yet and told me he'd send it to me tomorrow morning - when our presentation's at ten. I was like, fuck no you won't, so he's sending it tonight, but he hasn't yet (it's 11 p.m.).

The third guy I needed to talk to I managed to catch on my way back home. He was pissed at me because the third person in our group, stupid girl, never manages to make our meetings and decided going home for five days is more important than getting together our presentation. I got a little pissy with him, but we settled on meeting up tomorrow and doing all the work stupid girl and other girl in our group haven't done. And now I'm sitting here waiting for all those fucking idiots to send me their shit and will probably be busy with this all night when I really would have other, more interesting things to do.

And this is what the Master has to say to this:

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*flails in vain attempts to put out the blazing fire in the kitchen*

I did try! Does that count?

"NO! No that does NOT count. I think that you are deliberately provoking my wrath. So I will most certainly not get angry. But you have only 10 minutes to procure my burger through other means."

(MAH! closer! Though a bit old school...)

"And how am I supposed that when I'm chained to the stove?"

Because if I'm doing this, I might as well do it right. ;)

*flips sonic screwdriver in the general direction of the burning stove.*

"Ten minutes! Tick tock, Doctor!"

"How did you get my -" *flails some more* "Oh, blimey."

*gets out phone and dials*

"Hello? Catering service? If you can get me a burger to this address within ten minutes, I will make you the richest catering service manager on this planet. If you can't, I'm afraid you're probably quite dead."

*Leans on door.*

"Don't forget the onions."

*to the phone* "Oh, and onions."

"Because I HATE onions. I like to take them off and throw them at the hapless minion who brought them to me."

...

"Oh, that would be you in this case, wouldn't it?"

(I'm trying to find the balance, but I feel you've had better RP partners. I'm getting inadequacy issues.)

Aww, don't! You should RP an Ainley!Master. There are so many Simm!Masters out there, but you rarely come across an Ainley!Master. And that's just sad. (Also, Ainley!Master could team up with a Simm!Master and torture the Doctor. *nods* I approve of that notion.)

My Master keeps trying to be Ainley, TBPH, but... Simm!Master is so popular. I'm not as good at BATSHIT INSANE. Evil insane is far easier.

Plus, He randomly hypnotised people.

What, Ainley!Master did? But Simm!Master randomly hypnotized the whole planet. Dah-dah-dah-dun.

I feel the affect of the individual hypnotism is a bit more poignant and easier for audiences to grasp.

*Dons disguise and acquires ingénue to hypnotise* okay, we're ready to go. :D

You would make a great Ainley!Master. My Simm!Master wants to meet you. My Ten... not so much, maybe.

Hahahaha...

So true. I'm tempted to create an Ainley RP journal RIGHT NOWS! But I wouldn't be able to put any time into it right away, as my computer is having a hardware issue that require delicacy and a soldering iron. While I have one, I do NOT have the other. So... I have to send the baby away for a bit.

But Ainley could use his ingénue to torture Ten, and Ten would emo!

Ten has suffered enough lately. The Master got him high on LSD, the Master got him drunk off his ass, he died under mysterious circumstances and regenerated into a dragon only to consent to the Master killing him to trigger another regeneration whose post-regeneration trauma the Master then treated with what's basically nothing else but a date-rape drug, and at the moment, Ten is meeting someone who looks exactly like him, and it's freaking him out some.

Now that he's thinking about it, Ten really doesn't want to meet Ainley!Master.

He doesn't have to know. That's what the disguise is for!

Ainley!Master will still torture him though, right?

Well yes, but subtly. And in disguise. I have yet to decide what disguise yet though.

I'm thinking conspiracy theorist who regularly read FAS.org news and is convinced that the government is trying to kill him. Ainley would also have several men in suits hypnotised to try to kidnap him while in disguise to provoke Ten's sympathy.

I think that would work. I'm overlooking the fact that in the show, none of Ainley's disguises were very good, but, eh, what's canon?

Canon is nothing. Even the show ignores canon.

Indeed. Well then, that's his disguise. Although, I suppose federal agents don't REALLY count as ingénues, but it's the thought that counts, right?

I'm sure it is. I should warn you, though, my Ten isn't very good with conspiracy theories. If Ainley!Master makes it too complicated, Ten probably won't get it.

I think it's the pursuit by the feds that's gonna get Ten, not the actual conspiracy. Though I was going to have it involve aliens and the US government. Basic conspiracy, not like, complicated Dan Brown conspiracy.

Ten isn't really familiar with all the complicated secret organization those silly Americans insisted on setting up. If he noticed somebody being harassed by anyone in a suspicious looking suit, he would probably try to talk to them and persuade them to leave their victim alone.

Which, of course they won't, due to the preparedness of the Master "I am the Master, and you will obey me. Now, chase me around and try to kidnap me, no matter what happens or who interferes. Understand?"

And that's the point where Ten will probably pick up on the hypnosis. Because he might not know conspiracy, but he does know what it looks like when the Master hypnotizes people. He also knows what it feels like, but we don't need to go into that now.

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