║Ʀɛϯuʀɳ of Ϯɦɛ Tiɱɛ Lɵʀɗs║ Semi-Lit. -open-

[Temperance.]

[Not a problem. Just be aware that we expect at least five lines per post. One liners are not okay for this etc. But I'll accept your form now ]

[kitten;]

{{ Oh gosh, I just lost my whole form. Again. ;w; -morefurioustyping- }}

[yuki,]

║Basics║

Description of Appearance:
She's a blonde, that much is obvious. But, where as some blondes may be considered dizzy and rather clumsy, Hayley is far from it. Being of average height she stands at 5.3ft, and weighs around 130lbs. Her dress code? Plain, simple and laid back. This girl isn't one to dress up just for the fun of it. No. She usually wears worn out jeans, tank tops, hoodies and sneakers. And don't even try and ask her to wear a dress!
Clothing:
Hoodie
Sneakers
Tank Top
Jeans
But she has some variety.
Name: Hayley Mackinnon
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Height: 5.3ft
Weight: 130lbs

║In-Depth Info║
Personality:
This girl is someone you do not want to get on the wrong side of. She has a short temper and is usually incapable of holding her tongue, usually resulting in people getting annoyed at her. That's the main reason why she's such a loner. She has a tendency to say the wrong thing at the wrong time and has trouble liking people, or getting people to like her. But, don't let that fool you. Underneath all the aggression, and her stone cold heart, she's a sweet girl who just needs to be shown how to have fun again.
History:
Uh... Hayley doesn't really talk about her past... And it isn't a smart thing to ask her about it...
When she was just 4 years old, both her parents died in a car crash, leaving her to be cared for by her mother's sister, Aunt Julie. Hayley did not like it. Especially when she had to put up with he two cousins, Liam and Franny. It was like every single christmas rolled into one when she was able to get a place of her own.
Romantic Interest: None, good luck trying to 'find' her heart.
Romantic Relationship: Open, again, good luck.
Companion to: Hm... Whoever finds her first. Or, whoever can put up with her.

(Dang it! There's no TimeLord spots left! >.< I was gonna make Hayley as one but... She's good as an annoying companion! x3 By the way, this RP looks awesome!!!)

[lance.]

[I know! I would have loved to make a Time Lord but...Maybe if some spots open up!]

[wickedwolfgirl]

║Basics║

Description of Appearance:
Railyn is rather short, at about five feet, one inch tall. Her hair is usually kept short, though right now it brushes just past her shoulders. It is mostly straight, but there is a noticeable curl near the end. It also has a strange tendency to fluffy up wildly, so she usually keeps it tied back. She has large light blue eyes, which can make people underestimate her age, at least in her current incarnation. The best way to describe her would be a ginger doll child.
Clothing:
Railyn dresses practically. She wears riding pants most of the time, with sturdy leather boots that go up to her knee. There are some variety with her shirts however. She wears all sorts of colors, though the shirt styles are mostly the same. She has a fondness for fingerless gloves, and that tends to be the part of her outfit that changes the most.
Actual Name:
Railyn Smith. She hates her last name with a passion, so she usually pretends it's Patton instead. It's a long story on how she got her last name.
Age:
She looks about 23, is mistaken for 16, and is actually 357 years old.
Gender:
Female
Time Lord Name:
The Sage
Height:
5'1"
Weight:
120

║In-Depth Info║
Personality:
Railyn has a definitely alien air about her. Even though she ended up spending a large portion of her life on Earth, her mannerisms are still very peculiar and disjointed when compared to humans. She is a young Time Lord when compared to a number of other ones, but she is very wise for her age, hence her name. She is a good person to turn to for advice, as she remains very neutral in every situation. She also stays unnaturally calm in stressful situations. She treats everything with a certain level of suspicion and distrust, making her seem cruel and distant. This is not the case. She is merely sizing the situation up before relaxing her mind and body. She is the last in a fight, but the one who fights the hardest.
However, through all of her quirks and strange logics, she is at heart a compassionate person. She feels deep sympathy to everyone who is going through a hard time, to the point where it almost pains her heart. Once her trust is won, it will remain for life, no matter what you do. Railyn is the sort that will come back eventually for someone, even if it causes a lot of grief, loss of time, and possible injuries.
History:
Railyn, when she was young, wandered into a TARDIS unsupervised. She found the controls very fascinating and of course did some fiddling. Unfortunately for the adults, Railyn had a natural knack for mechanical things and accidentally sent herself back in time to Earth, 1995. The government found her and took the TARDIS away for testing and threw Railyn into a high security laboratory facility. They gave her the last name Smith, for lack of something more creative. She managed to break out a few years later. and found the TARDIS. For lack of a better way to describe it, went mad from the testing. Even to this day, it is still very touchy and often does strange things for no reason. Railyn was also affected by the the studying. She is very distrustful of most people, and most humans especially.
Romantic Interest:
She isn't really sure if she wants one yet. Her personality also isn't conducive to a relationship.
Romantic Relationship:
None yet.
Companions:
Jay Lee
║TARDIS and Sonic Tool info║
In depth description of your TARDIS:
Railyn's TARDIS has a very steampunk feel to it. There are massive gears that turn behind rusty metal beams. The console is divided into old and new, with gleaming stainless steel and screens on one side of the circle, and dials, levers and buttons on the other side. The gears continue below the console floor for another floor, which is accessible by a small ladder tucked away in a corner of the room. Higher up, connected by a number of thin walkways, are the living areas, which are like alcoves with glass keeping the people and things inside. Things are constantly shifting positions, and rooms vanish suddenly. What one day was a bedroom might all of a sudden be a pit the next day.
On the outside, this craziness shows. It does pick something period appropriate, but the most absurd thing in the strangest spot. It has been known to be a brick wall in the middle of the street. Lately, this has been its favorite form. There also isn't a proper door. Only Railyn or people that her TARDIS likes can enter it. It opens via mental link.
TARDIS history
Briefly mentioned in her history.
Sonic Tool Description:
Railyn's sonic tool is what appears to be a iPhone. She made it herself, and it does more things than just sonicing stuff.

((So many females! GAH! Well, I still want Railyn to be a Time Lord, so I will have to make a few male peoples to counter this. In progress. ))

[yuki,]

(I was gonna make a male for the only female Time Lord but I was brain dead when I made my first form... And I still am pretty much... Stupid brain...)

[psychodrama]

( Can I be The Sage's Compainion? Form on 3rd page)

[wickedwolfgirl]

( Can I be The Sage's Compainion? Form on 3rd page)

((Sure. They might fit together fairly well actually. ))

[kitten;]

{{ Major WIP }}


║Basics║


Description of Appearance:
Being a Timelord isn't very easy for her--it's aged her so much that she almost always looks depressed. Her hair is a long, dark brown-black. It's slightly curly, and very thick, and she's constantly brushing it out of her eyes or pulling it back into a complicated braid when it's getting in the way. Her face is young, but her eyes are very old, older than quite a few Timelords had been at her status, when her world was still okay. She's about 5'11" and pretty thin--the work she's done has toned her body to more of an athletic build. She has dark brown eyes that are almost black, to match her hair. It gives her a sad aura of loneliness, but she can't so much about it and she prefers to travel alone.

Clothing:
She wears dark, neutral clothing most of the time, just to make sure she's blending in. Normally she wears a dark brown trench coat that goes to about her mid-thigh, and brown boots to protect her feet from the debris she's always stepping on. Sometimes, when it's warmer, she'll take off her jacket and reveal a simple back v-neck t-shirt with very dark washed jeans.

Actual Name:
Charlotte Evans

Age:
About 1575--lost count around her 1000th birthday.
Appears to be about 25 or 30.

Gender:
Female

Time Lord Name:
The Outsider

Height:
5' 11"

Weight:
About 140-150 lbs.


║In-Depth Info║


Personality:
Outsider has depression. It's not bad enough to force her to harm herself, but she can't take any pills that the humans have created to counter it. Due to her different anatomy, they would most likely make her very, very sick or kill her. So she muddles on. On most days, she just has a sad aura about her and her eyes are usually downcast, and people, living or dead, avoid her as though she has the plague. Her thoughts always jump to the worst, and assume that everything that can go wrongs, will go wrong. But on worse days, she can barely deal with it, and all she can do is sit around and cry like her world is falling apart, which in reality, it probably is. If somebody did try to cheer her up by telling her a joke, it probably wouldn't work unless it was particularly hilarious. She avoids crowds of people as often as possible, and is constantly looking for any sort of a threat to her existence. Overall, Outsider is pretty scared of everything. If somebody were to come up to her with a knife she would run and hide. Despite her appearance she's not that fearless. If she wasn't so depressed all of the time, Outsider would be a fairly happy person. Before she went out to explore the world she was a happy-go-lucky kid who could always crack a joke to make you feel better in no time. Sometimes Outsider wishes she was still that person, she will try to become that content again, one day.

History:
Charlotte went out of her home planet, so many years ago, with the intention to help other civilizations through their problems. She always came too late. She wouldn't cross her own time line, and Outsider always came after the destruction, after everything had changed. She was the sole woman in a clean-up crew, and it took her forever to wipe the scars of war from a devastated planet. With one race,there had been a civil war between the nobles and the servants, and there were bodies everywhere. Outsider's grief haunts her to this day. Her mission in life is to clean up dead races and make the planets inhabitable, so that once again some other species may be able to start up there again. She's usually on a planet for a year or so before everything is dead and buried, literally, and then she moves to another planet, where she does the same thing.

It's changed Outsider in more ways than one. Besides from sending her into depression, it leads her to the worst situations imaginable. She helped clean up the bodies after almost every war in human history so far, and she's probably mentioned in history books here and there.

{Bleh, it's horrible -.- I'll explain more when we start.}

Romantic Interest:
There was one soldier, in Pompeii, but she wasn't allowed to save him, due to the scientific discovery that was made because of his body, and it broke her heart on volcano day.

Romantic Relationship:
There's nobody.

Companions:
She prefers to travel alone, and hasn't taken anybody as a companion.


║TARDIS and Sonic Tool info║


In depth description of your TARDIS:
It's hard to notice the exterior of her TARDIS, mostly because it's cloaked 99 percent of the time, to avoid anything that would happen to it, and if it wasn't cloaked, it would still have a perception filter. Outsider's TARDIS still has a working chameleon circuit, thankfully, but she prefers to keep the outside as a tree. Yes, a tree. A very big oak tree, though, with a secret door built into the side. She's found out that a tree is usually the last thing left standing when there's nothing else, and a tree is hardly noticed among others, only being a tree, and not some other oddity. Trees are across time and space, and are just about the most common thing to ind, except for humans, of course. The inside is the normal TARDIS interior, although the color scheme has been more toned down, due to Outsider's personality, and there are quite a few less buttons. She doesn't really know what all of them do, but her TARDIS can fly itself sometimes, to direct her in the right path, so she doesn't really have to remember.

Sonic Tool Description:
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Outsider's Sonic tool is a paintbrush. It can paint just like a regular brush, but if she presses the end hard enough, it will unlock any lock, so long as it isn't made of silver. By turning the end she can accomplish all kinds of tasks.

[ωιитєяfℓу]

((Ah,I've decided 'cause there are so many females that I'd swap dear JC to being a companion, and getting rid of Moa, before creating a male Time Lord and a few male companions.))