Doc Appointment #10

[doc_furcoat]

The fuck are all these clowns doin' 'round town? Looks like their either 'ere fer the next generic opera try outs or they're lookin' fer E.T.

I hope they catch the little alien bastard if that's the case. Fucker'll eat all the damn candy and soda pop if we don't stop 'em!

[This is Worth, he hasn't been paying attention. He's turning away from the

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[shoeofbaileys]

Old Gregg hate that movie.

[doc_furcoat]

Y'know,Gregg, ya might not be so bad after all.

[shoeofbaileys]

Old Gregg never understood why the kids didn't want them folks to cut that old critter up to bits. Old Gregg always wanted to see him in bits.

[doc_furcoat]

Cause he was friendly or some shit. I have t'say. Comparin' him t'other shit that was suppose t'be friendly... he ain't no Casper the friendly ghost. Jus' a funny shaped shit of an alien that would most likely turn on ya the second he felt like it!

[evers_hacker]

...They're looking for the russian guy. [Srsly Worth, this is all people have been talking about over the phones.]

[doc_furcoat]

That's it? [Yeah, but see? That would mean he cares enough to pay attention. Plus why pay attention when he can ask everyone else?]

[evers_hacker]

Yep, that's it. Also, stay away from them, since they're apparently walking sacks of toxic gas that'll try to kill you if provoked.

[doc_furcoat]

I don't know, sounds kinda fun.

[wizardoftheweek]

... You don't pay attention often.

[doc_furcoat]

No point in it. I can jus' ask everyone else what's goin' on.

[wizardoftheweek]

Willing ignorance is still ignorance.

[doc_furcoat]

Heh, ignorance works fer me. Besides, ya jus' come back if they kill ya here, so ignorance might kill me, but I'll be back!

[wimpyvampire]

...You need to pay attention to the phone lines more often, Worth.

[doc_furcoat]

Whatever ya say, mum. [CAN YOU HEAR THAT SHIT EATING GRIN?]

[wimpyvampire]

*GOD if he could punch you through the phone lines, he would.*

[doc_furcoat]

Sorry, Connie, can't hear ya over the loud anger seethin' through your side a the phone.

[doc_furcoat]

[He aims to please... not really, but the illusion is there.]

Mighta heard somethin' long those lines. An' they might not be real friendly, but nether am I, so maybe we'd get along in that fucked up two wrongs make a right kinda way. [Except that isn't how it goes, Worth.]

[doc_furcoat]

... empty? [Now that did catch his attention.] The fuck are they? Walkin' suits with nothin' inside em? I'd ask how the hell that's possible, but probably jus' chalk it up to more Mayfield bullshit.