themasterinthetardis replied to your post: So many new followers!
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What?
Biting…. You can’t bite through chains.
Oh for christ sake, don’t dare. ‘m pregnant and you’re threatening chains on me.
Who says you’re the one that’s going to be locked away?
Two things Allen, just two things and they can replace me in an instant…. I’mjustsotired.
themasterinthetardis replied to your post: So many new followers!
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What?
Biting…. You can’t bite through chains.
-Pulls himself away and flings himself up, his back against the wall, glaring at the offender.- Of course I’m all right! Who’s not all right when they’re constantly told they’re insane?! Where’s the line of reality? Is it save to just end it? Or should I stay and be taunted over and over and over and over again? Do I let them? Do I not? Does it matter? NO OF COURSE NOT!
JUST STOP IT! 
A small smile pulled at his lips, and he spun around in his chair a few times while looking at his little thing, setting it down on a pass around. he kicked out with his feet, sliding (rolling?) over the the Master, slowly drawing to a halt as he stared up at him. “Oi” he said, touching his face.
“What’s the matter. And don’t tell me nothing, because I know something is up. I can sense it”
“There isn’t anything wrong.” he smirks at the Doctor, feeling borderline clever for avoiding the word ‘nothing.’ His expression soon fades as he watches the Doctor’s. “Guess who’s not the universe anymore.”
IT’S THE SAME BLOODY THING!
You really are unhappy, aren’t you?
I don’t know what to say.
Do you really want it all to end?
Doesn’t everyone? Where is the point in living if it’s all going to end. I wanted everything, and I still do, but why? Why do I want that? Why do I bother to find you over and over, why am I Death’s Champion, why didn’t you just let him kill me?
Sometimes I think I was meant to die there instead of Torvic…. on Gallifrey, my home, I’d go home and I’d have been there. They’d have burnt me and I’d have been happy. You wouldn’t have even remembered me, and you’d be a different man, travelling with no idea of repercussions. I often think you stayed away because you didn’t want to see me again.
YOU CALLED ME INSANE AND THEN THREATENED TO LOCK ME AWAY!
I DON’T WANT TO BE ANNOYED AND THERE’S A REASON NO ONE WANTED ANY!
FINE THEN! IT’S NOT LIKE ANYONE BLOODY CARES! I BELONG IN A STORAGE ROOM! USED, OLD, INSANE, NO PURPOSE!
-Looks at her oddly.- What id I don’t want to feel better? What if I just want them to stop calling me insane?
THIS IS THE LAST STRAW, JUST GET OUT!
STOP BLOODY TOUCHING ME!
What?
I don’t…- what?
Look, just.
Never mind, I guess.
But for the record, I ask because I’m worried about you.
Did that post make any sense to you at all? I’m tired of everything. I don’t want to be here anymore, but there’s no alternative but death. Everytime I try to die, someone brings me back. I can’t get any rest anywhere!
I’M NOT INSANE!
-Looks at url, looks at face, starts to back away.- No thanks.
That tickles! Do it again.
