CASUALTIES OF FLAMEWAR Things had just settled down in This Time Round, when... FWOOOSHH! The Third Doctor looked up in alarm as a blast of greasy flame rolled past him. "Susan! Take off that flamethrower at once! Do you hear?" "But, Grandfather. I thought we were going to have a flame war..." "On the _net_, you foolish child! Insults and personal slurs! Now, get that out of here before you hurt someone..." A robed, bony figure directed his attention to a pile of ash in the floor that had a familiar-looking gold star atop it. The Doctor shrugged. "...someone we like," he finished.