Dunno. *shrugs* We could have obliterated ourselves for all I know.
I don't naturally enough. I wouldn't think they'd be able to do anything that complex. Though I suppose if they all worked together and there's not a lot they couldn't accomplish just by sheer dint of numbers. *rather anxiously* They didn't though, did they?
And to fit the meter. *Q nods* Well, one of the paradoxes they're always going on about in time travel is shooting your own grandfather, so I just thought maybe you'd overcome that particular obstacle by being your own. Heinlein wrote a short story about it. Gave me a headache trying to figure it out.
*curious*
Is that why you don't use one?
*cautiously*
I'd heard there was a werewolf in Scotland, but I never saw it. *grins* Heard there were werewolves of London too.
*raises an eyebrow*
Queen Victoria? I'll wager that was amusing. What's she like when she's at home?