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[osborn_journals]

Because we never really know each other as well as we think, in response to this post I'd like you to ask a question. Anything about which you are curious, anything you feel you ought to know about me. Silly, serious, personal, fannish. Ask away. Then copy this to your own journal, and see what people don't know about you

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[helmetisntdumb]

Hey Osborn.

How'd it feel to have my girlfriend slam you through a couple walls?

[osborn_journals]

About a three, Mr. Rider, on a one-to-ten scale. How did it feel when I set off the nanites that last time, hmm?

[helmetisntdumb]

...

We ruined it, you know. For Stark, for everyone.

For you.

The good guys are angry enough to fight again.

Whatever happens, your world sure as hell isn't going to have a place for you anymore. Or Stark.

One a one-to-ten scale, one being terrible, ten being completely great, I'd say that's a ten.

[osborn_journals]

And you're so proud of it, too. Marvelous.

How much do you think I care about the registration act, boy? About Stark, about your entire spandex-clad clubhouse? And how much do you think that getting outsed, or even thrown in jail. will stop me from getting what I want?

...how many civilians, I wonder, do you think will get caught in the crossfire, killed or injured or left homeless, during this round of your idiot squabbling?

Six hundred and twelve, boy, and billions of dollars. And rising.

[kineticsquirrel]

"How does you hair do that Mr. Crazy Goblin Guy?"

[osborn_journals]

It's a very special kind of curly hair, child, that means I'm better than you.

[kineticsquirrel]

My mommy says I can kick your butt, so you aren't.

[osborn_journals]

I'm sure your mommy says a lot of things. Run along, now, and let the grownups talk?

[octopus_hubris]

Why is it that you, your son, and that dimwitted Sandman all have the same kind of hair? Are you secretly related to Marko?

[osborn_journals]

There's a decent chance, really. I know we were cousins, back in that chapter one debacle...

Me, I'd just like to know why everyone is so damn fascinated with it. It's hair.

[inthetower]

I've never seen another human with it's like.

[osborn_journals]

It's just curly and fingerwaved! That's all!

Osborn

[bouncywarrior]

"So, how long exact;y have you had that stick up you rear end?"

Re: Osborn

[osborn_journals]

Ha. Original. *not amused*

Re: Osborn

[bouncywarrior]

No, seriously, I wanna know.

Re: Osborn

[osborn_journals]

I'd consider myself fairly good-humoured, really, considering all I have to deal with. You just haven't had the privilege of seeing that side of me, and God willing, you never will.

[inthetower]

"Carter--if you're out there, are you all right?"

Rassilon has been Worried, it seems.

[questdreamer]

Krssshk n'thal tahl kshhhal kro-noth nug Ghallash-Kral-Nhal-Tral-Kzzx, nyal milliens Nxiis. Grahn, grahl, khk'k'k-noth. Kthol-zzzth. Kriin.

I am well, Lord of Time, First and Last and Highest Gallifreyan. But I have been reminded, by my experiences, of my quest, of my city and my people, and I seek them out, scattered across the galaxy. I do not wish for the Nexus but in my dreams, to teach my students.

[inthetower]

Rassilon smiles, his eyes closed for a moment. Good news, then, and it cheers him.

"I am glad to hear nothing ill has befallen you. I wish you well on your quest, and do not hesitate to call on me should you need anything." A pause and he opens his eyes again, flickering green. "Go with time as an ally and misfortune as a stranger... my friend."