Post by snowfire on Dec 9, 2012 9:59:09 GMT -5
THE DOCTOR
[/color][/font] "I'm up here being incredibly clever, and there's nobody standing around acting impressed! What's the point having you all?!"
you say you're curious[/color]
CAN'T LEAVE A THING TO YOUR IMAGINATION[/font][/center]
AGE: 1157
GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY Bisexual
BIRTHDAY: Bio loomed, so no exact birthday...
CLASS: Time Lord. I've been a noble before, though. I've also been a peasant, and a cheese maker! But, uh, Time Lord first.
TITLE/RANK: The Doctor, but I also use the name John Smith
OCCUPATION: I'm a traveler! I also tend to help people, be the big hero... I could also work in a shop. I did it before. Probably not again, though. I like traveling too much.
ALIGNMENT: I'm good.
SPECIES: Time Lord. I guess it'd be alien to you all...
MAGICAL POWERS: Magic? There's no such thing. But, I guess my regeneration is similar to that. Gives me a new face, instead of dying.
CANON/OC: Canon
TV SERIES: Doctor Who
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but oh, you seem so serious
[/color] I SHOULD ENJOY THE SWEET INTERROGATION[/font][/center]
HAIR: Brown
WEIGHT: 150
HEIGHT: 6"1
PLAY-BY: Matt Smith
GENERAL: Well, I look like a normal human being. Some people say my chin is pointy, or was that the last regeneration? I can't remember. But, I have been told I'm handsome. On several accounts.
ATTIRE:Well, I wear a tweed jacket and slacks. I wear a button up shirt, and suspenders. And then, my favorite part, the bow tie! Bow ties, are, cool! [/SIZE]
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i should not be telling you
[/color] I'M FLATTERED BY YOUR INTEREST[/font][/center]
DISLIKES: Evil, killing, goodbyes, endings, and himself
STRENGTHS: Smart, cunning, good at running, can travel through space and time, and can open locks with his sonic screwdriver
WEAKNESSES: Anger, arrogance, makes bad decisions sometimes, needs a companion or becomes dark, and his quirks become too much sometimes
QUIRKS/HABITS: Likes calling things cool, likes bow ties, likes fezzes, likes stetsons, manages to find trouble no matter where he is, likes traveling, and becomes bashful about sex
FEARS: He won't save everyone. He's also afraid of himself.
GOALS: To travel the universe and see everything. To have someone with him to see it all.
PERSONALITY
The Doctor is quirky and funny. He does things on a whim. But, he is still the Doctor. He's intelligent, no, brilliant! He's ultimately good, but sometimes anger leads him to bad decisions. And this regeneration definitely has anger issues. But, a companion helps combat that. When the Doctor has a companion with him, that companion helps bring out the best in the Doctor. If not, then he turns dark, and less forgiving.[/SIZE]
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you start to hypnotize me
[/color] WHY SHOULD I TRUST YOU[/font][/center]
FATHER: None (Bioloomed)
SIBLINGS: None
OTHER: I'm married to River Song
FAMILIAR/PET: None
PLACE OF BIRTH: Gallifrey
CURRENT RESIDENCE: The TARDIS
WEAPONRY: Weapons? I don't use them. The only thing I use is a sonic screwdriver, and it can't really kill someone.
HISTORY:I am very old. I'm a Time Lord, so I've lived a long time. I travel the universe. I've fought aliens of all kind, and saved thousands of lives. I'm the Doctor.
I've got a wife, River Song. Our time streams run parallel to each other. Her past is my future. Every time I see her, I know her more, and she knows me less. Vice versa for her. I love her, so much. It's hard, but we make it work. Well, until things happened.
I was wandering the Hourglass Nebula. I was doing routine checkups on the few alien colonies around there, when I got an anomaly. Now, it takes a lot for the TARDIS to register something as an anomaly. [/SIZE]
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who am i talking to
[/color] COULD BE A DEMON IN A MASK[/font][/center]
AGE: 17
EXPERIENCE: 3 years
CONTACT: PM would be fine, but I guess you could email me.
MEMBER TITLE: None
EXAMPLE:
The Doctor stared at his console, frowning. That's not right. That is definitely not right. The TARDIS thought they were in an alternate universe. But, they didn't travel across the void, they didn't go through any wormholes, they did nothing! They just sat there!
The Doctor sighed, rubbing his fingers through his hair. There was this smog that surrounded the TARDIS. He had no idea what it was, and neither did she. But, once it left, the sensors said that they were in an alternate universe. Which was, impossible!
Stupid Doctor, nothing's impossible. There's always something more! Like memory proof aliens! And nurse AI's! And fish people! Well, no use standing around like a bump on a log-Ugh, never saying that again... Oh well! Time to meet some people!
He pulled on his jacket, gave the sonic screwdriver a few test presses, and pulled open the doors. The Doctor frowned, stepping out. He was in a castle. Looked like the King's quarter to be exact. Very posh. He didn't like it. Boring. Who needed that much gold?
"Freeze!" The Doctor turned around, and immediately held his hands up, when guards came in the room. "How'd you get in here?" The Doctor debated telling them about the TARDIS, but it'd probably go over their heads. It was wibbly wobbly timey wimey, complex-o-bango-complicated stuff. Go right over their heads!
"Well, I'm, uhhh, royal adviser from a neighboring kingdom! Here, my papers!" He pulled out his psychic paper, and handed it to the guard. He looked it over, before nodding. That actually worked! Last time, he got side tracked thinking about something else, and it ended up saying he was the prime minister. Well, the prime minister of the Daleks. Which would be unfortunate if it was even possible.
"Everything is in order. Please enjoy your stay, and uh, how'd you get that box in here?"
"It's a secret. It's... what I want to talk to this kingdom's king about! Top secret inventions, for their eyes only."
"Um, the Prince is our ruler. Prince Charming."
The Doctor immediately covered his mouth to stop from cracking up. "Pr-Prince Charming-ing?" He bit down on his lips, trying not to laugh. He was trying so hard not to laugh.
"Yes. Prince Charming. Please, remove yourself and the box from the room at once."
"O-Of course." He waited till they all left, before bursting out in laughter. Prince Charming?! HAHAHAHA! What kind of ridiculous person named themselves that?! He shook his head, still laughing a bit. The Doctor got back in his TARDIS, and adjusted it to set down in the throne room. "Let's go meet Prince Charming!"
The Doctor sighed, rubbing his fingers through his hair. There was this smog that surrounded the TARDIS. He had no idea what it was, and neither did she. But, once it left, the sensors said that they were in an alternate universe. Which was, impossible!
Stupid Doctor, nothing's impossible. There's always something more! Like memory proof aliens! And nurse AI's! And fish people! Well, no use standing around like a bump on a log-Ugh, never saying that again... Oh well! Time to meet some people!
He pulled on his jacket, gave the sonic screwdriver a few test presses, and pulled open the doors. The Doctor frowned, stepping out. He was in a castle. Looked like the King's quarter to be exact. Very posh. He didn't like it. Boring. Who needed that much gold?
"Freeze!" The Doctor turned around, and immediately held his hands up, when guards came in the room. "How'd you get in here?" The Doctor debated telling them about the TARDIS, but it'd probably go over their heads. It was wibbly wobbly timey wimey, complex-o-bango-complicated stuff. Go right over their heads!
"Well, I'm, uhhh, royal adviser from a neighboring kingdom! Here, my papers!" He pulled out his psychic paper, and handed it to the guard. He looked it over, before nodding. That actually worked! Last time, he got side tracked thinking about something else, and it ended up saying he was the prime minister. Well, the prime minister of the Daleks. Which would be unfortunate if it was even possible.
"Everything is in order. Please enjoy your stay, and uh, how'd you get that box in here?"
"It's a secret. It's... what I want to talk to this kingdom's king about! Top secret inventions, for their eyes only."
"Um, the Prince is our ruler. Prince Charming."
The Doctor immediately covered his mouth to stop from cracking up. "Pr-Prince Charming-ing?" He bit down on his lips, trying not to laugh. He was trying so hard not to laugh.
"Yes. Prince Charming. Please, remove yourself and the box from the room at once."
"O-Of course." He waited till they all left, before bursting out in laughter. Prince Charming?! HAHAHAHA! What kind of ridiculous person named themselves that?! He shook his head, still laughing a bit. The Doctor got back in his TARDIS, and adjusted it to set down in the throne room. "Let's go meet Prince Charming!"