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Doctor Who?

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Doctor Who?

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Doctor Who?

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Doctor Who?

You're walking home on a very dark night, The clouds look like it might rain, and the moon is no where to be seen. Suddenly a big blue box crashes out of the sky and a man falls out, there is blood, he isn't making any sense, its clear he is about to pass, when suddenly...He begins to glow. Who will be the first face his face sees? PM if interested.

The Starving Artist

Winstin walked along side the girl, making sure nothing fell out of his bag, "Oh me? Long story." He said with a chuckle, trying to avoid the question. His home life growing up was something he rarely spoke about. "What about you? You look more, big city, not so much small town." He said noting her outfit and the way she acted. She had the big city walk to her, the kind that said she could do anything.

The Starving Artist

"Well, as the person whom I presume is the town tour guide, lead on!" He joked, "Just lemme get my things, don't wanna leave them out in the open!" He walked to his duffle bag and threw a few things in it before zipping it up. Before he turned back to the girl he re tied his bowtie and did a quick turn to face her, "So, after you." He said with his belonging in tow. The bad seemed to be stuffed so full that the zipper might break at any time and had many stitches and lots of tape all along the side, holding it together. It was very much so the opposite of how Winstin dressed, but he found it a bit funny.

The Starving Artist

The girl had caught in off guard with her /hello/ and he jumped a bit before letting himself speak, "Funny? Show? I just thought I was ranting about the world and people just kept dropping money," He joked, "Thank you for enjoying it." He said throwing his money hat into the corner of the gezibo, "As for dinner, didn't your folks ever tell you not to take a comedian to dinner?" He said with a small smile.

"I'm Winstin, and sure, why not?" He disregarded is last comment realizing the joke would have likely failed, "Before anything, can I know your name?" He asked noting the girl didn't look like she was from around here, she looked a bit...Big city. He quickly thought of a way to find out, "What's good around here?" He asked before she could answer his last question.

The Starving Artist

"And that," The young man spoke loudly so every one could hear him, "Is why fishing, in Australia, is a bad idea." He paused before continuing to let the people to chuckle at the joke. The crowed had grown much larger than he had ever thought it would have, there had to be atleast 30 people gathered around him, throwing loose change and cash into the beat up hat on the ground.

As the murmuring of the crowed died down the man continued, "Thank you all for joining me today! Let me tell you, its nice to not be arrested for gathering a crowed for once, I used to tell a joke about a bomb, and I /guess/ that can look bad when you have a large crowed around you...Kind...just blows up...and you have to explain you arnt a cult leader...But It has taught me, I can absolutely rock a cult. Thank you again!" He gave a small bow and a wink to the crowed as the clapped.

The man took a seat on the edge of the fence around his makeshift home and a few people in the crowed came up to ask questions.

"Who are you?" A man in a tucked in polo shirt asked

"Oh, did you drop by twords the end? My name is Winstin, spelled with an "I"...Yeah, can't ever find any tourist trinkets with my name spelled right." he joke at the men, who didn't seem to get the joke, "But yeah, Winstin Moody, just kinda wandered into this town earlier today and started my little act, what did you think?"

The Q&A when on for a but longer until Winstin told the man and his pals that he needed to go get some food before it got too late and the group gladly let him go after a few hand shakes.

Now left alone to count his money, "This place is neat, not too many people, but a bit back water..." He slipped the cash into his wallet and undid his bowtie before getting ready to go find a place to eat before settling down for the evening.

Just a good 'Ol slice of life

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