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[ John IV - Doctor Who-Verse - Welcome Starter / Open Starter - Repost Tagging new followers who this verse could work for ]

John appeared on a sidewalk. He glanced around, frowned at his wrist, and tapped on his glitching vortex manipulator, but it was no use. Maybe it just needs a rest. To recharge or something. He can always call TB or the Doctor with their TARDISes to get him out of here if it doesn’t start working again, but for now he should at least find out where and, more importantly, when he is. But with it glitching the way it is, he really could be anywhere and anywhen. He walked up to the first person he saw. “Er– This might be a strange question, but could you tell me where we are and what year it is?”

     ❝ HOW IS that FAIR ?!  You can’t be human AND have the      ability to turn into a BIRD: first off, that’s a STUPID ABILITY,      and second, humans usually can’t do anything but quiver in      their skin-casings like the SACKS OF GELATINOUS MEAT      THEY ARE. ❞

“You appear to be lost.”