Thread:MediocreKnight/@comment-27666783-20200914014420/@comment-37028137-20200915005838

Greetings All,

--Running along plain metal corridor that is oddly indiscinct and somewhat resembles spray painted plywood--

"Lance, Knight what are you two doing here? No, nevermind I'm late for a thing, involves overthrowing a psychokinetic totalitarian parakeet! Look I seem to have gotten lost, all these corridors look strangely similar." --Looks around utterly confounded--

"Hey Doc can we have..." --They get cut off mid sentence by sheer scientific curiosity.

"This is fascinating! It's almost like the builders got lazy and just reused the same pieces over and over. That's rather tacky don't you think? But never mind that I have to get back to the TARDIS! We got seperated after I did the run around trying to avoid the advances of an overly amourous, and slightly tipsy Marilyn Monroe.

There was a chase, a hoverball match, at one point I think I was dancing the Can-Can. All bets being equal I ended up holing up in this sleezy restaurant at the end of the universe and having one to many intergalactic gargle blasters and next thing I know I'd pissed of a nest of Wirrn and got chased in here, with the whole lots close at my heels!"

"Yeah so as interesting as all that is. Uh do you have any Jellybabies?"

--Rapid Blinking ensues--

"What you...Ah that's what you needed! Well why didn't you just say so?! My dear gents as intersting as your conversational repertoire can be I've no time to stand around chit chatting. You really must learn to get to the point of your thoughts hmm?"

"Well we would have but..." --Cut off once more--

"Now take these Jellybabies, too much sugar for me, you'd make better use of them."

--Rapid footsteps approach and a very feminine voice calls out--

"Oh Nicholas! I'm tired of hide and seek, come on out darling!"

--A look of sheer abject terror passes over Nick's face and he pales considerably--

"Yotz! That melodious medusa has found me! Well gents it's been marvelous catching up, but I have to be going! If anyone asks I was never here. Ugh Vels' is going to be miffed!

--The now frantic man rushes past the two perplexed men and down yet another shoddy looking corridor that seems to be flaking paint.--

The  Weary  TimeLord.