Character: Missy

Your friend, Missy.

- I burned star systems just like you cigarettes! Missy hissed.

“Practice dictates,” Missy said, “that it only makes it easier to hide the body.

- How can you not know the Daleks? They are the most ... ”She peered at the rising indicators of the indicators between the control levers. - Oh, it doesn't matter, forget it.

- Smoking is such a disgusting habit. Missy announced as she flew up to them. - Sooner or later she will kill you. If only the evil Felicity, - here Missy raised her voice and tilted her head towards the sobbing victim, - will not make Gerald do it sooner, with his long and, let's be honest, overrated camera lens.

- My heart is not at all good !!! roared Missy in rage. - Two hearts of real, purest evil are beating under this magnificent breast!

“And adored,” the girl giggled again. - Just look at her face! She was surrounded by the attention of a man. Hmmm, she looks scared!

- A lot ... - Jack pointed to the window. - For example, a fire-breathing dragon in the middle of the Royal Square!

- A lot ... - Jack pointed to the window. - For example, a fire-breathing dragon in the middle of the Royal Square!

But Missy was real and now she is here. Again.

“And on Mars,” she snapped her fingers, “you forced me to make a long journey to Mars itself, remember? To save you from that stupid lobster king's palace or whatever. I had to defeat that giant octopus in the royal arena just to save your skins. And it completely ruined my entire weekend. - She looked at her dark corduroy coat and grimaced, - and now, I am also in Moon Dust from head to toe.

“Never mind,” Missy sighed. - I hate birds

Not your puppet.

“And you decided to kill Lord President Gallifrey because you had no one to chat with?