"Not much. I forgot to mention a Dalek Civil War happened but other than that the tangent was a quick little tangent."
"I regenerated though to my seventh self before this."
"He was a genius. A mastermind and a deceiver."
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"Me and my companion of the time Ace landed where me and Susan left. Maybe a month after that leaving."
Grey and White Daleks can be seen fighting. "The two factions of the Civil War. One supported Davros... and the other did not. They were fighting over a Time Lord superweapon."
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"The Hand Of Omega. Very powerful. Could manipulate stars... or even make a baseball bat able to destroy Daleks. I hid it when I ran. Heard rumors of what my kind wanted to do with it."
Ace with her bat can be seen smashing a Dalek. "Sadly Davros got the Hand... But Seven as I mentioned was a genius. He told Davros that throwing the hand in the Sun would charge it and give it the power he wanted."
The current Doctor smiles devilishly. "Fell for it hook, line and sinker. Destroys the hand then I convince Davros to blow up his own ship... Which he survives anyways."
"Now I wondered why the Daleks wanted a Time Lord weapon. I asummed it was to destroy the universe. Little did I know the real purpose..."
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"Hmph" Kisame said. "These 'Daleks' are probably quite a threat en-masse, but individually they don't look so tough at all."
Bendy Slendy in Upendi. Also, check out my ficThat comment brought a snort out of Ravage. Honestly, what could these short-sighted humans possibly know about a long war?
The Danse Macabre Codex"Hm. So even then they were planning this war. It is good the weapon was destroyed. The more you speak of your people, the less virtuous they seem, though, despite their great power. Perhaps it was this same power that made them that way? I do not know. But nonetheless, in the coming war, the ebb and flow of power would doubtless decide much of the course of events."
A good traveler has no fixed plans and is not intent upon arriving. -Lao Tzu"A tad, yes," the Predacon replied with marked disinterest, flexing his claws idly as if he were checking for rust or imperfections in the razor-sharp metal talons as he spoke. "A war that short can hardly be called a war, now can it?"
The Danse Macabre Codex"Short?" Kimimaro said to Ravage. "How can something that lasts several centuries be... How old are you, anyway, Ravage? ...In Earth years, if you would."
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Bendy Slendy in Upendi. Also, check out my fic"My people were locked in the grip of a planetwide civil war before your species' ancestors split off from their gorilla kindred, swordsman," the Predacon stated simply, flicking some grit from the end of one talon in a manner which made his boredom and lack of interest quite clear. "I myself am nine million, four hundred seventy-five thousand, eight hundred and twelve stellar cycles old, meaning that I predate the evolution of humanity as a distinct species, and save for the last three hundred stellar cycles, much of my life has been spent locked in a single war which has raged for millions of your human years."
Ravage rubbed that same claw against his muzzle, as though scratching at an itch.
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The Danse Macabre Codex"Millions of years? Funny. That's long for a normal war. But it never was a Time War was it? Hell I fought through one years and years ago against vampires. I'm probably at least as old as you Ravage. If not older."
"But yes Link I've seen joy... However my joy has passed. I had a family, power, true love. I had it all. You've already seen what happened. I get joy from seeing others experience true joy now."
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Spriggan looked around, wondering if they'll be able to get back to the Common Room or something.