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keepsrunning) wrote2014-01-02 03:14 pm
keepsrunning) wrote2014-01-02 03:14 pm
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Player Information
Name/Alias: Tara
Personal Journal:stories_in_time
Email: stormwolf10(at)gmail(dot)com
I am absolutely 18+ years old.
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Character Information
Character Name: The (Tenth) Doctor
Canon: Doctor Who
Canon Point: Sometime after "Waters of Mars" (before "Day of the Doctor")
Character Journal:keepsrunning
Appearance: This fine fellow right here.
Age: 906 (or so he claims)
History: Here (Ignoring the bits labeled "COMIC")
Personality: It is said that the Tenth Doctor is the most human of the Doctors, and that's both a good thing and a bad thing, as it seems to bring out the best and the worst in him. He is loving and friendly, but has a temper that will flare into a full-blown rage at any moment. Everything he feels, he feels it completely, much as a human would. His love is endless, his joy incredible, his anger boiling and his sorrow crushing. While this has been true to a certain extent for some of his other incarnations, it is never so evident as with the Tenth.
At this point in his story, Ten is quite horribly broken. An incarnation that started out his life with joy and love began to lose everything and everyone he cared for, until one day he just decided that enough was enough and he went traveling on his own. Like most things in Ten's existence, he exiled himself for the good of others and to protect his hearts from the pain of losing someone. As he told Christina when he turned down her request to take her along with him, "People have traveled with me and I lost them. Lost them all. Never again." Unfortunately, this goes against Donna Noble's absolutely correct advice that he never travel alone, because he needs someone to stop him. You see, when Donna first met the Doctor, he was in a bad emotional state from recently losing the girl he loved and he coldly committed genocide against the Racnoss. It took her "bringing him down to Earth", so to speak, to shake him out of it.
Without a companion, he loses his tether and that perspective that a companion brings. At first, he seems mostly stable, going on adventures as usual and making friends. However, it all changes when he lands on Mars, where he has to stand by and watch people die. At first, he tries to do what he's "supposed" to do. He tries to walk away, but as he listens to the people of Bowie Base One dying, one-by-one, that final thread he was holding on by snaps and he takes a dangerous step towards the path that the Master was on. He decides that, as the last Time Lord, Time itself should obey him. The only thing that separates him is that even when he goes off the rails, it's to save lives, not to dominate and destroy. Even then, he gets blinded by the power, declaring himself the "Time Lord Victorious" and the "winner" of the Time War. It's only when Adelaide Brook commits suicide to put to rights what the Doctor broke that shakes him out of it and makes him realize with horror that he's gone too far. He thinks that surely this means his end is coming, just like Carmen told him.
And now, Ten is a man running scared from something he can't avoid: his own death. He's pulled back from the cliff's edge, but only just. Wracked by grief, guilt and fear, he's been traveling around the universe, doing anything he can not to answer the call of the Ood. In a way, he hasn't changed so much that old friends wouldn't recognize him, but there is a certain light gone from him. He seems more reckless than before, and more desperate; a man clinging to life by his fingernails, knowing just how much of this life he's wasted. And now, it's too late. Death is coming, whether he likes it or not.
Powers/Special Abilities:
River Power: Telepathy (Since Time Lords already have telepathy, I was thinking of making it just a bit stronger, where he doesn't have to have physical contact with non-Time Lords in order to use it.)
Reason for Character Choice: I've watched Doctor Who since the 80's, but for the longest time, I was simply a casual viewer. However, Ten was something magical that changed me from a casual viewer to an obsessed fan. I've always adored him, and found his character arc extremely fascinating.
Additional Information: Nope!
Writing Samples
First-Person Transmission Sample:
[This is probably a view you're used to. A soggy stranger in a soggy suit and brown coat, his large eyes widening further as he manages to find the means to record on this little device.]
AHA! Got it!
[The man wiggles long fingers in greeting.]
Hallo! Um, blimey, where to start? This may sound like an odd question, but has anyone seen a blue box anywhere? I'm kind of stuck without it. I probably should be more surprised to find myself in New York, but that's how my travels go sometimes. Never know where I'll end up next. Though it's...been a while since I found myself suddenly swimming. Swimming with a new mobile and apparently a place to stay, now that is new.
[There's a pause as he turns on the spot and looks around his surroundings, grimacing at the squelching of his trainers.]
That's very kind of you, whoever you are, but I really must dash. Well, when I dry off. Well...when I dry off and find my ship. Not necessarily in that order.
Third-Person Log Sample:
It was cold. Again. The Doctor, being a Time Lord, was less susceptible to cold than humans, but it was still awfully uncomfortable. Especially when one is suddenly dumped into it with no warning.
He hauled himself out of the river, clambering over the railing and landing with a damp splat on the cement walkway. Already his mind was working a mile a minute before he even got to his feet. This was all very, very strange. Last thing he knew, it was Spring, but now it was in the middle of Winter. And, if his sense of the timelines wasn't playing up on him, it was not last Winter, either. It felt like he'd skipped ahead almost an entire year. How in the hell did that happen?
Thankfully this time, he was mostly mentally stable -- as mentally stable as the Doctor ever gets, anyway -- and he didn't find himself on his hands and knees, reeling from the psychological impact of recent events as he had the first time he'd arrive in New York. No, this time he was able to momentarily pat himself down to make sure he was all there. He jammed his hands in his pockets to make certain of the presence of his personal effects and then he grinned when his hand made contact with the mobile.
"Alright, little fella, let's see if you're still as waterproof as you were last time," he muttered to himself. He turned the device on and his grin spread when it responded. "HA! There you are, you beauty. I wonder if there's any messages..."
Name/Alias: Tara
Personal Journal:
stories_in_timeEmail: stormwolf10(at)gmail(dot)com
I am absolutely 18+ years old.
May we post and/or link your application for others to see as an example in the future? Yes
Character Information
Character Name: The (Tenth) Doctor
Canon: Doctor Who
Canon Point: Sometime after "Waters of Mars" (before "Day of the Doctor")
Character Journal:
keepsrunning Appearance: This fine fellow right here.
Age: 906 (or so he claims)
History: Here (Ignoring the bits labeled "COMIC")
Personality: It is said that the Tenth Doctor is the most human of the Doctors, and that's both a good thing and a bad thing, as it seems to bring out the best and the worst in him. He is loving and friendly, but has a temper that will flare into a full-blown rage at any moment. Everything he feels, he feels it completely, much as a human would. His love is endless, his joy incredible, his anger boiling and his sorrow crushing. While this has been true to a certain extent for some of his other incarnations, it is never so evident as with the Tenth.
At this point in his story, Ten is quite horribly broken. An incarnation that started out his life with joy and love began to lose everything and everyone he cared for, until one day he just decided that enough was enough and he went traveling on his own. Like most things in Ten's existence, he exiled himself for the good of others and to protect his hearts from the pain of losing someone. As he told Christina when he turned down her request to take her along with him, "People have traveled with me and I lost them. Lost them all. Never again." Unfortunately, this goes against Donna Noble's absolutely correct advice that he never travel alone, because he needs someone to stop him. You see, when Donna first met the Doctor, he was in a bad emotional state from recently losing the girl he loved and he coldly committed genocide against the Racnoss. It took her "bringing him down to Earth", so to speak, to shake him out of it.
Without a companion, he loses his tether and that perspective that a companion brings. At first, he seems mostly stable, going on adventures as usual and making friends. However, it all changes when he lands on Mars, where he has to stand by and watch people die. At first, he tries to do what he's "supposed" to do. He tries to walk away, but as he listens to the people of Bowie Base One dying, one-by-one, that final thread he was holding on by snaps and he takes a dangerous step towards the path that the Master was on. He decides that, as the last Time Lord, Time itself should obey him. The only thing that separates him is that even when he goes off the rails, it's to save lives, not to dominate and destroy. Even then, he gets blinded by the power, declaring himself the "Time Lord Victorious" and the "winner" of the Time War. It's only when Adelaide Brook commits suicide to put to rights what the Doctor broke that shakes him out of it and makes him realize with horror that he's gone too far. He thinks that surely this means his end is coming, just like Carmen told him.
And now, Ten is a man running scared from something he can't avoid: his own death. He's pulled back from the cliff's edge, but only just. Wracked by grief, guilt and fear, he's been traveling around the universe, doing anything he can not to answer the call of the Ood. In a way, he hasn't changed so much that old friends wouldn't recognize him, but there is a certain light gone from him. He seems more reckless than before, and more desperate; a man clinging to life by his fingernails, knowing just how much of this life he's wasted. And now, it's too late. Death is coming, whether he likes it or not.
Powers/Special Abilities:
- Regeneration - Time Lords can completely renew their cellular makeup to prevent death. This results in a whole new body and a somewhat altered personality (though the "core traits" of the individual stays much the same). It was once said they could only have 13 bodies, but it is uncertain as to whether that "rule" is still in effect now that the Time Lords are nearly extinct.
- Telepathy - The ability to sense, relay and manipulate thoughts (and sometimes memories). Time Lords seem to require physical contact when dealing with non-telepathic beings, such as most humans. The ability to wipe memories is something he rarely ever does, and even then only if the safety of the person is at stake. (eg. wiping Donna Noble's mind of all memories of the Doctor or their travels.)
- Time sense - Time Lords have extra senses beyond the Big Five of taste, touch, sight, hearing and taste that allow them to sense Time. Like other senses, it is not always accurate due to the complicated and fluctuating nature of Time, but on the whole, they can sense various possible pasts and futures and, most importantly, when a point in time is a "fixed point" that should not be changed or else the Web of Time would be damaged.
- Enhanced senses - On top of having extra senses, Time Lords also possess a higher level of the other senses as well. For example, they can see with greater detail than humans, and can identify the makeup of certain objects by taste.
- Higher resistances - Time Lords are more resilient to extremes in temperature, radiation, and poisons. They are by no means immune, and significant levels will kill them, they just do not die as quickly as a human would if similarly exposed.
River Power: Telepathy (Since Time Lords already have telepathy, I was thinking of making it just a bit stronger, where he doesn't have to have physical contact with non-Time Lords in order to use it.)
Reason for Character Choice: I've watched Doctor Who since the 80's, but for the longest time, I was simply a casual viewer. However, Ten was something magical that changed me from a casual viewer to an obsessed fan. I've always adored him, and found his character arc extremely fascinating.
Additional Information: Nope!
Writing Samples
First-Person Transmission Sample:
[This is probably a view you're used to. A soggy stranger in a soggy suit and brown coat, his large eyes widening further as he manages to find the means to record on this little device.]
AHA! Got it!
[The man wiggles long fingers in greeting.]
Hallo! Um, blimey, where to start? This may sound like an odd question, but has anyone seen a blue box anywhere? I'm kind of stuck without it. I probably should be more surprised to find myself in New York, but that's how my travels go sometimes. Never know where I'll end up next. Though it's...been a while since I found myself suddenly swimming. Swimming with a new mobile and apparently a place to stay, now that is new.
[There's a pause as he turns on the spot and looks around his surroundings, grimacing at the squelching of his trainers.]
That's very kind of you, whoever you are, but I really must dash. Well, when I dry off. Well...when I dry off and find my ship. Not necessarily in that order.
Third-Person Log Sample:
It was cold. Again. The Doctor, being a Time Lord, was less susceptible to cold than humans, but it was still awfully uncomfortable. Especially when one is suddenly dumped into it with no warning.
He hauled himself out of the river, clambering over the railing and landing with a damp splat on the cement walkway. Already his mind was working a mile a minute before he even got to his feet. This was all very, very strange. Last thing he knew, it was Spring, but now it was in the middle of Winter. And, if his sense of the timelines wasn't playing up on him, it was not last Winter, either. It felt like he'd skipped ahead almost an entire year. How in the hell did that happen?
Thankfully this time, he was mostly mentally stable -- as mentally stable as the Doctor ever gets, anyway -- and he didn't find himself on his hands and knees, reeling from the psychological impact of recent events as he had the first time he'd arrive in New York. No, this time he was able to momentarily pat himself down to make sure he was all there. He jammed his hands in his pockets to make certain of the presence of his personal effects and then he grinned when his hand made contact with the mobile.
"Alright, little fella, let's see if you're still as waterproof as you were last time," he muttered to himself. He turned the device on and his grin spread when it responded. "HA! There you are, you beauty. I wonder if there's any messages..."