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I have been on a long break from uploading because we sold the ONLY COMPUTER that had MS Paint.
(my dad has it on his laptop, but he is always using it.)
I felt like writing a story starring some characters. HAVE FUN READING, KAY?
THE CITY OF TOWNSVILLE!
A PLACE FULL OF PEOPLE AND STUFF!
Hannah: That's not what the narrator sounds like...
Hannah: Could you just-
Ben: SHHHHHHHHHHH. SERIOUSLY SHHHHHHHH.
Hannah: Okay then.
EVERY PERSON HERE IS KINDA BORING!
SOME ARE NOT!
Delilah: I hope I'm not kinda boring. It would suck.
THOSE WHO ARE NOT KINDA BORING ARE EXTREMELY BORING!
Delilah: This is not any better.
EXCEPT FOR BEN!
Boiler: Hey, Guys- what is she doing...
Ben: I am narrating stuff.
Ben: I DO WHAT I WANT.
Boiler: Okay then. I found this thing today, I wanted to show y'all what it is.
Polar: Looks like a normal microphone to me..
Coffee: Have you been here this entire time?
Polar: Have YOU been here this entire time?
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The 11th Doctor
The Doctor stepped from the Tardis, smiling and happy, with his wife River and friends Vastra and Jenny in tow. “Philemon 9, the year 8million, 675 thousand, 309, a place of learning. I promised you two a vacation you would love. What better than a world where a whole continent is dedicated to studying the art … of … investigation?” The Doctor's voice trails of at the end of the sentence as a black vehicle, apparently some kind of hearse, silently glides by. The driver looks familiar, blonde hair pulled up under a hat and slightly thin face just sparking a moment of recognition before he let's it go.
The time is not negligible, however, and is far from unnoticed by his allies.
“Doctor,” Jenny starts, but quickly quiets herself when Vastra gives her a slightly stern look. After a few seconds, she changes her quest