Doc Appointment #13

[doc_furcoat]

Y'know, back home it'd be twenty-eleven... heh, one more year until the world ends. Or some frickin' nonsense.

Kinna surprised this town hasn't dropped an A-bomb on us yet. Maybe that's next Christmas.

[Don't mind Worth, he's just thinking out loud... on the phone. He has nothing better to do really.]

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[striped_biceps]

[Is that

is that growling Doc hears?]

So you're still around, huh?

[doc_furcoat]

[Who let a dog use the phone?]

I'm sorry Sparky, but who the hell are ya again?

[striped_biceps]

Don't even try to play dumb, asshole. I'd remember that voice anywhere!

[doc_furcoat]

An' I don't remember yers, not that I'd care if I did.

The fuck d'ya want? Spit it out an' buzz off would ya?

[hispalette]

There's no proof for prophecies like that. No one should believe them.

[doc_furcoat]

Hence why I said it was nonsense.

But ya always have the crazies who believe anythin' ya tell em.

[hispalette]

Believing in weird things isn't completely crazy. Just shows that you like to think outside the box; that's what I've always been told.

[doc_furcoat]

That's what parents an' teachers tell kids so they think they're normal. Not that bein' normal means much.

[iinchoucat]

Worth-san, are you alright? [Yeah not-daughter heard you and your crazy rambles again.]

[doc_furcoat]

[Shh, he is totally not crazy. Just different.]

Guess I can't complain, but then what's the fun in that?

[iinchoucat]

They really put us through a lot of nonsense. But, don't worry about it too much. It's over for now, so lets relax while we can.

[doc_furcoat]

Until the next bout a stupid happens, but yer right. Not much we can do but wait till then, then bitch an' moan 'bout it.

Like good citizens do.

[truebravery]

Twenty-eleven?

[Neville's from 1996! :D!]

[doc_furcoat]

Yep.

Big two oh and eleven, kid.

[truebravery]

As in, the year two thousand and eleven?

[doc_furcoat]

Bingo.

[techno_mancer]

You came here from 2010 too? Good to know I ain't alone.

A-Bombs would be appropriate, wouldn't it? Or a commie invasion. The most obvious enemies to our endless 1950s paradise, right?

[doc_furcoat]

Y'mean that bullshit with the guy they were lookin' fer didn't sate yer want fer a commie invasion?

But if we're lucky the world'll jus' get sick of our shit and self explode. A nice fuck ya to us all.

[techno_mancer]

Oh yeah, that guy. Forgot he was a commie. Yeah, forget what I said then!

Only if it explodes and blasts me all the way home, man.

[doc_furcoat]

No take backs, mate. [He's chuckling, rather liking this guy already. Doesn't hurt to tease him a bit, having a little fun is what it's all about after all.]

Heh. If yer lucky t'still have a home.