taxonomites | x15 [visual] all because I'm evil

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The Master smiles. ...sort of. “Drusilla, dear, I have a gift for you. It'll be here -" He send the location between the tablets. "- shortly, I do hope. I will be on my way there soon, as well. I think you'll like it."

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The visual opens on the Master's mad grin, and he murmurs at the device, as though trying to lull the population to sleep - though the words of choice... well:

"♫ When the Devil is too busy
And Death's a bit too much
They call on me by name you see,
For my special touch.
To the Gentlemen I'm Miss Fortune
To the Ladies I'm Sir Prize
But call me by any name
Any way it's all the same -♫"

And then he's pulling away into a waltz with his Extra dancing partner, moving through amongst a square in Central, spinning elegantly along the edge of a fountain. The Master is more than pleased for this song and dance number.

"♫ I'm the fly in your soup
I'm the pebble in your shoe
I'm the pea beneath your bed
I'm a bump on every head
I'm the peel on which you slip
I'm a pin in every hip
I'm the thorn in your side
Makes you wriggle and writhe

And it's so easy when you're evil
This is the life, you see
The Devil tips his hat to me
I do it all because I'm evil
And I do it all for free
Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need

While there's children to make sad
While there's candy to be had
while there's pockets left to pick
While there's grannies left to trip down the stairs
I'll be there, I'll be waiting 'round the corner
It's a game. I'm glad I'm in it
'Cause there's one born every minute

And it's so easy when you're evil
This is the life, you see
The Devil tips his hat to me
I do it all because I'm evil
And I do it all for free
Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need

I pledge my allegiance, to all things dark
And I promise on my damned soul
To do as I am told, Lord Beelzebub
Has never seen a soldier quite like me
Not only does his job, but does it happily.

I'm the fear that keeps you awake
I'm the shadows on the wall
I'm the monsters they become
I'm the nightmare in your skull
I'm a dagger in your back
An extra turn upon the rack
I'm the quivering of your heart
A stabbing pain, a sudden start.

And it's so easy when you're evil
This is the life, you see
The Devil tips his hat to me
I do it all because I'm evil
And I do it all for free
Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need
And I do it all for free
Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need
And I do it all for free
Your tears are all the pay I'll ever need -♫"

He finally pushes the Extra away from him, sliding away slowly from the visual.

"♫ It gets so lonely being evil
What I'd do to see a smile
Even for a little while
And no one loves you when you're evil... ♫"

He appears to be truly bothered by this, but only for a moment, and then he barks out a laugh.

"♫ I'm lying through my teeth!
Your tears are all the company I need! ♫"

He continues in a long stream of laughter, holding his stomach and overplaying the end.

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The Doctor, face still bruised and mottled from his fight with the Extra before, appears on the tablet. Things that were wrong have started falling into place and he's really, really not happy.

"What have you done?" he demands.

The Master looks fairly put out by this. "Just telling you ruins the fun."

"This isn't a game, Master! This is serious! We're all in terrible danger here!" the Doctor insists. "Look at how many people have vanished. How many could be next? You don't have to do this, you can work with me. You can help me!"

The Master gives the Doctor a long stare. He never stops, does he? "You really must get some new lines, Doctor."

"Oh, now you're just being stupid!" the Doctor snaps. "Look at the tablets! Look at who's vanished! We're being picked off, Master! All of us! We have to work together!"

"I don't have to do anything with you."

"Master, there are more dangerous things at work here," he says. "Whatever our captors are doing, you can't stop them. We have to stop them together."

He takes in an exasperated breath. "Just stop. Just think."

Yes, Doctor. Brilliant. The Master is the one at work here, but he doesn't want to say that. "Again with the same old lines, Doctor. They didn't work before, why do you think they'll work for you now?" He rolls his eyes. "You're so boring in your old age."

"Because people are vanishing," the Doctor says, very serious. "People are going home, and I don't think you're so naieve to believe that home is actually where they go. Everyone who's been here after a certain amount of time is gone, and how long do you think that leaves you?"

Funny, I don't remember it being all that great.

Then you're a failure to the trade.

No wonder I switched careers.

Spike, there's gotta be something we can do to stop this guy. I picked up a few stray thoughts from that song, and he wants to take over all of Taxon. He's a villain of the old-fashioned, mustache-twirling variety, with an extra helping of crazy.

He's crazy? Really? What gave it away?

What'd you pick up?

Not your everyday crazy. There's this drumbeat in his head.

I could hardly pick up anything over the noise. It drowned out almost everything, but he mentioned wanting to take over the city from our furry overlords.

I've never heard anything like those drums. Less glam rock, more crazy-making.

Brilliant. Maybe you should go up against him. Give him a nice musical accompaniment.

Well, guess it's time for me to play hero again.

Yeah, sure I will. Then we'll dance the jitterbug and get a line of chorus girls.

I think I'm gonna leave the heroism to the experts. Good luck, Spike.

Yeah, all right.

Though you're more heroic than you think, you know.

For a moment, a long and horrible one, she looks terrified. There are memories of hands and mattresses and the act of gutting between the gutted.

Then it fades into anger that boards up everything else.

"What did you do?"

He looks at River with a bit of longing. "You could have been so wonderful, River Tam. I could have shaped you into a perfect being, an equal. You could be at my side. It didn't have to be this way."

"No. Not a shape." Then she sits back from her tablet and frowns. "Can't avoid the answer."

She'll find it out eventually.

It had been a wonderful week. Drusilla had Miss Edith cradled to her chest and a new lightness in her step as she walked and, best of all, it looked as if the fun wasn't over yet.

"Sir Prize," she murmured, enjoying the song immensely. It encapsulated everything she liked about the Master. Everything that pulled her towards him. The Devil was, in her mind, Angelus. They would have been wonderful friends.

"I'm coming," she cooed, with affection and gratitude. "I wouldn't miss it."

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