He carried no weapons, never a gun or a knife. He didn't need them. All he would carried was one thing - a sonic Da Bird. Highly versatile, it could adapt to do most things and get him into most places.
It was rumored that the Doctor was the last of his race, the last of the Nip Lords. He had traveled alone through time and space, occasionally choosing a special companion to adventure with him. Companions were always smart, always brave and had a spirit that could not be tamed... they were also always very beautiful.
A brave young Turkish Angora cat named Baby Patches was the latest of the companions. She and the Doctor had many a wild adventure together before they returned to her home planet of Earth, and she was very alarmed to see the state it was in.
"Who could have done such a thing Doctor?? And why?" Her gold eyes widened in horror, the Baby tried to see if there was any trace of her strictly platonic friends Henry or Perry. They were nowhere to be seen - the landscape was lost in floof.
"There is only one that is capable of this level of chaos my dear. The Master Misha"
The Master Misha - while it was rumored that the Doctor was the last of the Nip Lords, there was one other. A very powerful, but slightly mad other.
Master Misha had been driven mad at a young age by his lack of floof, and when the planet of the Nip Lords was destroyed, he vowed to put an end to the Doctor and his abundant floof... but if he was now causing the floof, how was he doing it? Where was it coming from?
The adventure continues tomorrow, and will run for a few days. There will be an exciting contest at the end, so please stay tuned and prepare to be at the edge of your towers and boogie mats waiting for the next chapter...