Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27461238-20151012234458/@comment-26890640-20151018160940

One stall stood slightly crooked and more than slightly like the scene of some sort of violent crime. A dented and scratched doctor's table was covered by a frayed tablecloth covered with unidentifiable stains (was that blood...?) and topped with strange samples in jars and a small rack of leaflets about compensation. Three people sat on the floor slumped in silence. It looked like they had lost a fight. Shiloh Seo idly looked at the time on her mirror flip phone. Her face screwed up in anger, she rose, throwing her phone down at the ground.

"What the hex?! They're still not here!?!"

"Hey don't break that, it's expensive!" Cheir retrieved the phone.

"We're DOCTORS why the mitral can't we assemble a basic stand by ourselves? And they promised to help why are they slacking?! AUGHHH"

"Hey kids! Sorry we're late, I smelled some truffles on the way and just HAD to collect them! Then we got lost."

The three men completely lacked any air of professionalism that would show them as a doctor. Dr Seo, the pig hearted surgeon was covered in mud and had taken off his suit jacket to carry an impressive amount of truffles. Beside him was Doctor Klutts looking probably the tidiest, if a little disheveled. His sunglasses had a large crack running through the lens however. He carried his cane on one arm, being led by Dr Palmer, Cheir's father. Though thoroughly dusty he sported an ornate watch that was pristine. Cheir pointed at it as Shiloh stood aghast at the display.

"You got a new watch?" Dr Palmer looked at his wrist in surprise. "That's new. Ah well I'll give it back eventually."

Shiloh screamed, "LOOK AT YOU! Aughhh you had one job! This is why no one takes us seriously!"

Ty finally piped up. "Can I have a truffle?"

"Seriously Ty?!"

"By the way I think we need some chairs, Shi"

"UGHHHH" Shiloh stormed away from her annoying family to look for the chairs.