{DALEK has logged on} 

{CYBERMAN has logged on} 

{SONTARAN has logged on} 

{WeepingAngel has logged on} 

DALEK: MUST EXTERMINATE THE DOCTOR! 

CYBERMAN: How do you plan to do this on a computing device? 

DALEK: DALEKS ARE SUPREME! DALEKS CAN DO ANYTHING!

WeepingAngel: Except tie knots, open doors, and sit down. 

DALEK: AT LEAST I CAN MOVE FREELY! I AM NOT PARALYZED WHEN LOOKED AT! YOUR SPECIES IS FAULTED! YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED! 

WeepingAngel: How are you typing, exactly? 

DALEK: DO NOT QUESTION YOUR SUPERIORS! 

SONTARAN: Prepare to be destroyed for the glory of the Sontaran Empire!! 

WeepingAngel: How do you fancy a trip to the 1700s? 

SONTARAN: Wait, what-- 

SONTARAN:  

SONTARAN: 

{SONTARAN has been sent back in time} 

{SONTARAN's account has been deleted} 

{Delete} 

{DELETE} 

{DELETE!!!!!} 

WeepingAngel: Someone has let the Cyberman take over the chat room. This does not bode well. 

{DALEK's account has been deleted by CYBERMAN} 

CYBERMAN: Cybermen are the ultimate upgrade. You are not compatible. You will be deleted. 

WeepingAngel: Will not. 

CYBERMAN: Will, too 

WeepingAngel: Will not.  

CYBERMAN: YOU WILL BE DELETED! 

WeepingAngel: How do you fancy a trip to...how about Ancient Greece? 

CYBERMAN: Wait. What. 

{CYBERMAN has been sent back in time} 

{CYBERMAN's account has been deleted} 

WeepingAngel: Of course, it's pointless sending Cybermen and Sontarans back in time to feed off of their potential energy, because they have no potential. 

WeepingAngel: Oh, snap! 

WeepingAngel: Weeping angel sass! 

WeepingAngel: Oh. 

WeepingAngel: There is no one else present. 

WeepingAngel: Literally! No one else in the present! 

WeepingAngel: 

WeepingAngel: I am hilarious. 

WeepingAngel: 

WeepingAngel: I should have my own talkshow. 

WeepingAngel: And I would get a lot of viewers! 

WeepingAngel:

WeepingAngel:

WeepingAngel: I need to get a life. 

{WeepingAngel has logged off}