*awww* Well, it's very upbeat. You don't even have to stay on tune, jump around enough and yell, and the little arrow stays right on the line, it's amazing. Did you know you don't even have to sing the proper lyrics?
Oh, how about Flyleaf? No, you sing Flyleaf. I want to see that.
I wasn't expecting an entire album, from Bowie. A song or two would have done. It was just a nest of Vervippian ohrwurms, anyone could have sorted those.
*eyeroll* Yes, I'm sure. If you're on your knees, you're begging, and then you're scarpering off the moment I look away. Cheat.
Aww, c'mon; that was a perfectly good conversation without the benefit of your pretentious moralising. Only you could bring that into a conversation about video games.
You haven't been keeping up with the times. Time. The 21st century. You should see the soapboxes humans climb up on. Grant Theft Auto. Have you played that? I'll wager you've played that.
I take it that's one of those uzis and fast cars and prostitutes ones? Sniping people from rooftops? I haven't, but I'll have to look it up now. After Rock Band gets boring, perhaps?
[Because yes, Doctor, the Master has decided that you're spending Christmas together. There's nothing you can do about it]
[That's alright; this way the Doctor doesn't have to suggest it, which would likely force the Master to reject the idea. Because, really, yeah, he wants to goof off with the Master, too. As long as he can keep the Master from hurting anyone and as long as they don't end up hurting one another, the Doctor's in favor.]
Oi, I wanted to play WarioWare after Rock Band. Or Big Brain Academy. OH, Viva Pinata! I forgot I had that, I think it's under...well, the pinatas.
Hm, I need to pick up some poinsettias. *adds to mental Christmas list*
[Eyebrow. What are these poncy games? Pfft, nonsense]
Too late; I got it for you as a present; it'd just be bad form to refuse to play it now.
What, those Earth flowers? Is there any reason they're associated with Christmas? Ugly things, really. Wouldn't say not to a poinsetta cocktail, though; those are damn good.
[They are harmless! And cute! Everyone lives! The Doctor has a whole thriving farm full of adorable pinata animals. Or he did, until he got bored, and went off to visit a planet of actual living pinatas and forgot all about the game in the excitement of saving the pinatas from the annual clubbing and harvesting.]
What are you, Captain Hook? ...I'm not playing a hit man.[Though he will like playing with all of the in-game radio stations and stealing cop cars to race around town in.]
Euphorbia pulcherrima. They've been with Christmas since, mm, the 1600s? Earlier? There's a legend. They're Christmas gifts for the Christ child, one of those stories.
[Bo-ring. And the planet of the living pinatas doesn't sound nearly as amusing as the planet of the living Peeps, sorry to break it to you, Doctor.]
[Eyebrow. Captain Hook?]
Do I look like a scruffy pirate to you? [Aww, but c'mon, Doctor; if you're not trying to complete one of the goals, you can steal a tank and drive around crushing cars and blowing buildings up. How fun is that?]
[This is true. The sentient Peeps were one of the Seven Wonders of the Universe. Until two Time Lords came along and ATE THEM ALL. Their marshmallowy screams were delicious.]
Scruffy? Captain James Hook? [He'll take the helicopter. And if this were GTA III, he'd also drive the combine harvester around town, with the country music station blaring, and be horrified when he accidentally sliced up a handful of pedestrians.]
Oh, you're just a grinch. Hearts two sizes two small.
[Mmm, yes they were. Om nom nom. Do the sentient pinatas scream, the Master wonders, when you club them to death? Because anything that involves screaming followed by sweets is a good thing in his book]
[A careless shrug.] Pirate, whatever. A pirate with mummy issues, what's more.
[The Master totally did not know about those options. Either he is not as well-versed in horribly destructive video games as you might think, or his mun's ignorance is rubbing off on him]
You wound me. I'm much better looking than the Grinch. And cleverer.
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thank you for the gift, the master is going to enjoy it
Date: 2008-12-04 11:01 pm (UTC)Re: thank you for the gift, the master is going to enjoy it
Date: 2008-12-04 11:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-04 11:10 pm (UTC)And to answer your question; no, not even for 'Blitzkrieg Bop.'
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Date: 2008-12-04 11:14 pm (UTC)Oh, how about Flyleaf? No, you sing Flyleaf. I want to see that.
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Date: 2008-12-04 11:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-04 11:34 pm (UTC)I'm locking "Should I Stay or Should I Go." "You're happy when I'm on my knees." No. Just no.
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Date: 2008-12-05 03:15 am (UTC)Ohh, Doctor. Look what you've done now; I didn't even know the lyrics to that song before. You sure? Even if I was the one singing it?
*It is a part of my personal canon that the song 'Starman' is, in fact, written about the Doctor. Because I'm that kind of sad fan.
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Date: 2008-12-05 05:05 am (UTC)*eyeroll* Yes, I'm sure. If you're on your knees, you're begging, and then you're scarpering off the moment I look away. Cheat.
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Date: 2008-12-05 05:09 am (UTC)[huge fuckoff grin]
Oh? Prefer me in chains, would you?
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Date: 2008-12-05 07:11 am (UTC)It's not worship. They like me. We get on. We're mates. Friends, humans and me. Well, some humans. AND, I do it without satellites.
No. I'd prefer you making a promise and keeping it. That's what you're supposed to do with promises, keep them.
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Date: 2008-12-05 07:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-05 08:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-12-05 08:58 pm (UTC)[Because yes, Doctor, the Master has decided that you're spending Christmas together. There's nothing you can do about it]
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Date: 2008-12-05 09:24 pm (UTC)Oi, I wanted to play WarioWare after Rock Band. Or Big Brain Academy. OH, Viva Pinata! I forgot I had that, I think it's under...well, the pinatas.
Hm, I need to pick up some poinsettias. *adds to mental Christmas list*
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Date: 2008-12-05 09:31 pm (UTC)Too late; I got it for you as a present; it'd just be bad form to refuse to play it now.
What, those Earth flowers? Is there any reason they're associated with Christmas? Ugly things, really. Wouldn't say not to a poinsetta cocktail, though; those are damn good.
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Date: 2008-12-05 10:31 pm (UTC)What are you, Captain Hook? ...I'm not playing a hit man. [Though he will like playing with all of the in-game radio stations and stealing cop cars to race around town in.]
Euphorbia pulcherrima. They've been with Christmas since, mm, the 1600s? Earlier? There's a legend. They're Christmas gifts for the Christ child, one of those stories.
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Date: 2008-12-06 01:28 pm (UTC)[Eyebrow. Captain Hook?]
Do I look like a scruffy pirate to you? [Aww, but c'mon, Doctor; if you're not trying to complete one of the goals, you can steal a tank and drive around crushing cars and blowing buildings up. How fun is that?]
... Gotcha.
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Date: 2008-12-06 04:56 pm (UTC)Scruffy? Captain James Hook? [He'll take the helicopter. And if this were GTA III, he'd also drive the combine harvester around town, with the country music station blaring, and be horrified when he accidentally sliced up a handful of pedestrians.]
Oh, you're just a grinch. Hearts two sizes two small.
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Date: 2008-12-07 06:11 am (UTC)[A careless shrug.] Pirate, whatever. A pirate with mummy issues, what's more.
[The Master totally did not know about those options. Either he is not as well-versed in horribly destructive video games as you might think, or his mun's ignorance is rubbing off on him]
You wound me. I'm much better looking than the Grinch. And cleverer.