It was absolutely hilarious hearing the Toymaker brag about defeating the Master like it was some kind of flex, as though the Master hasn't died in practically every appearance, as though that dipshit's entire life hasn't been the equivalent of the Sixth Doctor regenerating by falling over, as though that idiot isn't somehow simultaneously the best at being basically immortal and the worst at being basically immortal, like this dumbass was killed by Lucy Saxon because he pretty much forgot she was there—you're not special, Toymaker.
was drunk at my friend's place yesterday and her bf was given some throwing knives, played around for a bit and i still got it 🧐 that was my last push to get back into knife throwing, haven't been into it since i was 17/18 lol. i ordered these ૮ ᴖﻌᴖა
edit: if ur here from my top posts you can see me throw them here!
POV: You're in a classical-inspired D&D Fantasy World. There's wizards, dragons and the coal-train engine was just invented. You decide to visit the local tiefling blacksmith to ask about her wares.