Feb 18, 2019
"Paint ball?"
“Only if it ends in very a very colorful victory shag.”
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"Paint ball?"
“Only if it ends in very a very colorful victory shag.”
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Torvic walking out of his private quarters splattered in red
The Master had moved his own private hallway nearby, and was heading to the lab to perform some research that had come to mind when he saw him. “… Do I want to know? Also, you’re late feeding our fur babies.”
The poor baby is shaking
He’s a liiiiiiil bit freaked out right now.
@torvicfordfarding (☆)
He doesn’t know why he expected anything different, and he certainly doesn’t know why he let him onto the TARDIS in the first place. “Charming,” he says. “But I’m not gonna fight you to move. Do or don’t, I’m not gonna waste time on it.”
@torvicfordfarding
“A wolf, defanged, declawed, kept trapped in a barren cage. If his owners freed him from that prison, would he run free into the wild? Or attack his captors, enraged.” Mike only half-heartedly tried to wax poetically.
Leaning against what he could only describe as the ‘bars‘ of his cell, Mike didn’t exactly have much to do. He had tried to talk to his neighbors before, but considering that one of them was some sort of slug creature who could only communicate in a series of intricate non-verbal bodily movements, he only had a limited amount of success. He figured that his neighbors would not have had much to say that he hadn’t already heard anyway.
Turning around, Mike slid his arms through the horizontal slits in the wall and looked at the man standing watch. “Hey! You! I know you can hear me. You must be bored out of your mind. I know that feeling. I used to be in a position like yours once. Feels like a lifetime ago... Well, neither of us have anywhere to go, and I doubt anyone cares if you break standing orders in a place like this, so what’s your name? Do you have a name?”
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@torvicfordfarding asked: You run through the red grass, the suns warm your back, laughter in your throat. It feels good. Faster & faster you run. Over once familiar dusty hills, ancient tree roots, through classrooms & mates bedrooms, until something trips you, and you fall forward hard; face first into a rocky riverbed. When you look back to see what had tripped you see a stone splattered with red and bits of hair. That's when the sound of crackling fire starts. The smell of burning flesh and a child crying " It hurts"
These dreams have been becoming more and more frequent since taking Torvic aboard. She still hasn’t revealed to him what her true name is, not until she can sort out exactly what is happening. There’s no possible way that the Torvic she knew as a child is the same one that is currently in his rooms just down the corridor, but her subconscious seems to think otherwise.
She pulls herself out of bed, throwing on an old plaid dressing gown and fitting her feet with two fuzzy pink bunny slippers and sneaks out of her room down to Torvic’s door, rapping on it lightly to see if he’s awake.
The River
He found the two boys sat by the river. Then one he jumped and pulled one of them down to the water and grabbed his head and pushed it into the flowing stream. The child struggled vainly as the water went up his nose and down his throat. Torvic wasn’t going to drown him, he was merely doing what bullies do. Seeking control.
But … but what about the other boy? what did he do?”
This is where it all began. Usually when Torvic tormented one of them, the other would sit and wait.. Helpless, but this time something awoke in the other child. Blind fury and anger, sick with anger. He charged at Torvic. Stopping only to pick up a large stone.
Torvic never stood a chance.
Way way down in the deep down dark. I mean the deep deep down down dark. There is a lady who sings in a deep dark voice in the down down deep deep dark. And if she should see you in the deep down dark, I mean the deep deep down down dark. Then they will come for you my dark deep son. From the deep deep dark dark down.