ａｌｌｏｎｓ - ｙ! ( doctor who roleplay ; new & accepting )

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[I fail at starting o: i'm just as eager as you to get things going but i have no idea how to begin OTL]

[.boo.]

{I shall start ^-^

the professor|| time lady|| tags; open

The Professor jolted herself into a sitting position, her wide blue eyes taking in her surroundings wildly. She gasped as she sat up, drawing as much air as she could into her- brand new- lungs. Around her, her TARDIS showed no signs of her regeneration. It had been a relatively calm regeneration this time, not nearly as bad as the previous had been. Still, the energy still coursing through her body sent a tingle from toes to head that she didn't find all that pleasant. What just happened? It took her a few moments of sitting there on the floor, blinking rapidly, to start piecing together the events of the past day. It clicked a moment later.

World War III! she realized, mentally smacking her head with her palm. Of course it had been a human war. Where else would she have had her body shattered into particles with one shot? That said, it had been entirely her fault-- her previous regeneration, she knew, had been quite inclined to sass and taunt people to the end of their ropes. Sometimes it worked in her favor, and sometimes- well, she had seen the opposite result this time, and she was feeling its effects even after regeneration. Her whole body ached from having been pulled back together in quite the wrong way. She really was quite lucky that she had made friends with the commander's son, who had convinced his mother to pull the Professor's particles back together. No one ever had come back from that alive, but there was nothing a good regeneration couldn't fix!

Oooh, optimism! That's new! she realized, a large, lopsided smile stretching across her face. She was suddenly filled equally with the desire to lay back down on the floor and go to sleep, and to go off on an adventure. It didn't take long for the second urge to win. Within moments she was back on her feet, clothing torn and hair a mess. She didn't take the time to change anything- other than the black leather jacket, which she took off and threw rather unceremoniously onto a seat sitting along the edge of the console room. Suddenly, she really didn't like the colour black.

The Professor stepped out of her TARDIS, realizing with another smile that it had taken her away from the danger while she regenerated. She planted a gentle kiss on its side, which had taken the form of a small room and door attached to the back of a squat brick building. Where am I? She had figured out the first question, who am I, and had moved on to the second. She breathed in deeply, taking in the scents and tastes around her. Earth, she thought, possibly. There were still brick buildings, which meant it was at least before the 32nd century. Other than that, she had no idea. So she set off in a random direction, hands swinging happily at her sides, in search of adventure.

{Welp that was a lot longer than I intended!!

[billie eilish]

:: the doctor ( ten ) ::

The Doctor stepped swiftly out of his TARDIS, glancing back at it and watching thin wisps of smoke come from it. He cringed and shut the door, turning away from it in a swift 180-degree turn with a bright "All right then" and a smile, as if the problem didn't exist. His life was growing rapidly lonesome without his typical companionship, and he was trying with all his will to keep from becoming a complete madman (more so than he normally was, anyhow).
He walked into a nearby shop, intending to ask the date. There was a newspaper on the clerk's counter; he picked it up and began to scan it while asking "This is today's, yeah?"
The teenage girl at the counter raised an eyebrow. "Yesterday's... sir."
"Alright then! June 15, 1964." The Doctor began to mutter to himself. "Monday. Lyndon B. Johnson in American office, 36th US president. French troops leaving Algeria."
The girl looked baffled. "Pardon me, sir?"
He raised his eyebrows at her. "Pretend you didn't hear that. Gotta go."
The Doctor dropped the newspaper on the counter and quickly walked out of the shop, his coat swishing behind him.

((All I got time for right now hehe))

[magic_swirl]

Ｔｈｅ Ｍｅｌｏｄｙ
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ᵍᵃˡˡᶤᶠʳᵉʸᵃᶰ ᶰᵃᵐᵉ ;; ᴷʸᶰᶤᵃ
ᵃˡᶤᵃᶳ ;; ᴺᵒᶰᵉ
ᵃᵍᵉ ;; ⁹⁰⁰ᶳ
ᵍᵉᶰᵈᵉʳ ;; ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉ
ᶳᵖᵉᶜᶤᵉᶳ ;; ᵀᶤᵐᵉ ᴸᵒʳᵈ
ᵒʳᶤᵍᶤᶰᵃˡ ᵒʳ ᶜᵃᶰᵒᶰ ;; ᴼʳᶤᵍᶤᶰᵃˡ
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ᵉʸᵉᶳ ;; ᴮˡᵘᵉ
ʰᵃᶤʳ ;; ᴮʳᵒʷᶰ
ʰᵉᶤᵍʰᵗ ;; ⁵'⁴
ᵉˣᵗʳᵃ ᶤᶰᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰ ;; ᶳʰᵉ ʰᵃᶳ ᵗʷᵒ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗᶳ
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ᵖᵒʷᵉʳᶳ ;; ᶳʰᵉ ᶜᵃᶰ ᴿᵉᵍᵉᶰᵉʳᵃᵗᵉ ʷʰᵉᶰ ᶳʰᵉ ᶤᶳ ᶠᵃᵗᵃˡˡʸ ᶤᶰʲᵘʳᵉᵈˑᶳʰᵉ ᶤᶳ ᵃ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᶠᶤᵍʰᵗᵉʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᶜᵃᶰ ʰᵃᶰᵈˡᵉ ᵐᵃᶰʸ ᵈᶤᶠᶠᵉʳᵉᶰᵗ ᵏᶤᶰᵈᶳ ᵒᶠ ʷᵉᵃᵖᵒᶰᶳ ᵃˡᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᶳʰᵉ ᶜʰᵒᵒᶳᵉᶳ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵒᶳᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᶤᵐᵉˑᶳʰᵉ ʰᵃᶳ ᵃ ᶳᵗʳᵒᶰᵍ ᵐᶤᶰᵈ ᵃᶰᵈ ᶳʰᵉ ʰᵃᶳ ʰᵉᶤᵍʰᵗᵉᶰᵉᵈ ᵗᵉˡᵉᵖᵃᵗʰᶤᶜ ᶳᵉᶰᶳᵉᶳˑ
ʷᵉᵃᵏᶰᵉᶳᶳᵉᶳ ;; ᴴᵉʳ ᵖᵃᶳᵗ ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵀᶤᵐᵉ ᵂᵃʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᵃᶜᵗ ᶳʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵍᶤᵛᵉ ʰᵉʳ ˡᶤᶠᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵉʳ ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈᶳˑ
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ᵖᵉʳᶳᵒᶰᵃˡᶤᵗʸ ;; ᶳʰᵉ ᶤᶳ ᶳᵐᵃʳᵗ˒ ᵇʳᵃᵛᵉ ᵃᶰᵈ ᶜᵃʳᶤᶰᵍˑ ᶳʰᵉ ᶤᶳ ᵃ ᶠᵘᶰ ˡᵒᵛᶤᶰᵍ ᵖᵉʳᶳᵒᶰ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶳʰᵉ ᶤᶳ ᵃˡᶳᵒ ᵃ ᵇᶤᵗ ᶜʳᵃᶻʸ ᶤᶰ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ʷᵃʸˑ ᵀʰᶤᶳ ᶤᶳ ᵃᵗ ᵃ ᶠᶤʳᶳᵗ ᵍˡᵃᶰᶜᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶳʰᵉ ᶜᵃᶰ ᵇᵉ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵈᵃʳᵏ ᶤᶠ ᶳʰᵉ ʷᵃᶰᵗᶳ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ
ʰᶤᶳᵗᵒʳʸ ;; ᶳʰᵉ ᵍʳᵉʷ ᵘᵖ ᵒᶰ ᴳᵃˡˡᶤᶠʳᵉʸˑ ᶳʰᵉ ʷᵃᶳ ᵃˡʷᵃʸᶳ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᶤᵐᵉ ᴸᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘᶰᶳᵉᶤˡ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘᶳᵉ ᶳʰᵉ ʰᵃᶳ ᵃ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗ ᵖᵒᵗᵉᶰᵗᶤᵃˡ ᵈᵘᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉʳ ᶳᵗʳᵒᶰᵍ ᵐᶤᶰᵈˑ ᵂʰᵉᶰ ᶳʰᵉ ʷᵃᶳ ⁸ ᵃᶰᵈ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᶤᶰᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵁᶰᵗᵉᵐᵖᵉʳᵉᵈ ᶳᶜʰᶤᶳᵐ ᶳʰᵉ ʷᵃᶳ ᶤᶰᶳᵖᶤʳᵉᵈˑ ᴵᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶜᵃᵈᵉᵐʸ ᶳʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵗ ᵀʰᵉ ᴰᵒᶜᵗᵒʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᶳᵗ ᵒᶠ ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈᶳˑ ᵀʰᵉʸ ᵈᶤᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰᶤᶰᵍ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳˑ ᶳʰᵉ ʷᵃᶳ ᵃˡᶳᵒ ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈᶳ ʷᶤᵗʰ ᵀʰᵉ ᴿᵃᶰᶤ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵀʰᵉ ᴹᵃᶳᵗᵉʳˑ ᵀʰᵉʸ ᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵗʳᵃᵛᵉˡᵉᵈ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᵇᶤᵗ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʰᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᴳᵃˡˡᶤᶠʳᵉʸˑ ᴰᵘʳᶤᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵀᶤᵐᵉ ᵂᵃʳ ᶳʰᵉ ʷᵃᶳ ᵗᵃᵏᵉᶰ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵀᶤᵐᵉ ᴸᵒʳᵈᶳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʰᵉʳ ᵃ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ ᶳᵒˡᵈᶤᵉʳ ᵘᶳᶤᶰᵍ ᵛᵉʳʸ ᵘᶰᶜᵒᶰᵛᵉᶰᵗᶤᵒᶰᵃˡ ᵐᵉᵃᶰᶳ
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[billie eilish]

Putting timelord/lady application on hold (apart from the reservation of Twelve and the reservation I just approved via pm) until we have more non-timelords. Getting quite a hefty number in comparison here. I might accept an Eleven but until there are more non-timelord species I'm not accepting any more OCs of them for now (unless you have already been approved)
That was a long message for a short statement ^^

((Sorry! We have way too many timelords right now as is. I'll possibly accept more once there are more non-timelords.))

[magic_swirl]

[ok]

[asriel as it gets]

Madame Vastra
"The Doctor should be here by now. I do not see him anywhere." She said and walked into a store and looked at a teenage girl. "You there. Have you seen a man with messy hair, glasses, and has a very Scottish accent?" She asked the girl behind the counter pleasantly.
"He just headed out Ms. Vastra. Why are you looking for such a man?" The teen asked curiously.
"He is the man that will save you and me one day." She replied to the teen and walked out.


Missy
She was out and about doing her own little business in finding a place of materials so she can build a vortex manipulator. "All I need is a single screw and it will be finished. I must find Clara. Or an ally of her depending of my intention..." She said moving her arms around.

[lokison]

(Can I ask where I'm starting with 12?)

Isabaeu wondered the streets of 1964 making sure not to come across her parents and change history. She sighed softly as she put her hands in her light blue Nike jacket. Her hair was draped over her left shoulder as a small fringe covered the odd shaped scar above her left eye. She began to wonder how the Doctor was doing as she hadn't seen him in a long while. Not since his fourth regeneration anyways. She was but a little girl when she first met him. No doubt he had changed a lot since then....he might even be a she for all Izzy knew. She continued walking not realizing that she was about to collide with a young man. (10)

[billie eilish]

[[bump , this is dying ]]

[asriel as it gets]

//We are awaiting your next post for the Doctor.