Application: Glass Tower: Master
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PLAYER INFORMATION
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Player Name: Typ
Player Journal: onlytalewetell @ LJ
Email: turbinesmine69@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN/YIM: GiftOfWily1226
Timezone: Eastern
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CHARACTER BASICS
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Name: Harold Saxon/The Master
Series/Fandom: Doctor Who
Gender: Male
Age upon arrival: approximately 900 years old, believes that he is 39.
Species: Time Lord turned Human via Chameleon Arch
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FURTHER INFORMATION
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Canon History:
The universe is filled with wonder, galaxies beyond imagination, filled with strange and powerful races. One of the oldest and most powerful of them all, one race known by the higher races to be technologically superior to virtually everyone else, were the Time Lords of Gallifrey. Ostensibly human, at least by appearance, Time Lords are actually much more robust creatures, and far more sophisticated, too. Time Lords travel through time and space in their TARDISes (Time and Relative Dimensions in Space), observing the past and the future of every people but their own. If they happen to be fatally wounded on their travels, it's no matter--when a Time Lord becomes too old or injured to continue, he will regenerate in a burst of flame, like Phoenix, turning into another man (or woman) with the same memories and much of the same personality. Although a Time Lord in almost all their incarnations appear human, however, no human passion lies in most Time Lords' two hearts. It was decided that no Time Lord shall interfere with the timeline for any reason, a rule that is only broken when the universe itself is very obviously at stake. At least, by most Time Lords.
Gallifreyan children were raised by their parents at the age of eight, at which point they are taken for a coming of age ritual. Bidden to look into a hole in time and space, this acts as their initiation as a Time Lord. After this, they continue on to academy. Most go through this as if nothing happened... They gain an understanding of time, a thirst for knowledge, but little else.
But two little boys (and a little girl, actually, but she's another story) were different.
One looked into the abyss and was terrified at the horrors of the universe. Pain and suffering everywhere, misery, and he was so very small. It left him with a burning need--to make people feel better. Another looked in and saw the same... but saw that he was greater than it, than everything, that it was his to rule. It broke something inside his mind, and for the rest of his life he felt a compulsion to conquer, to lord over everything, the Master of all. War drums pounded in his head for eternity.
These two boys went on to go to academy together... and to become friends, no less. But once they graduated, things changed. The Doctor, as he called himself, and the Master, both became criminals, guilty of interfering with other races. But the Doctor interfered mostly for their benefit, disabling races who sought to conquer others, and the Master began trying to instill himself as the Master of everything, using people and races as puppets and pawns.. This cycle continued for a few hundred years until the Master ran out of regenerations--Time Lords are only able to be reborn twelve times, and the destruction the Master wrecked brought itself back on him. The Master stole some bodies to get along, and had all sorts of strange things happen to him, including falling under the influence of a strange, animalistic planet, but eventually his last body was lost, and the Master was dead.
Meanwhile, The Time Lords as a race were interfering in something, for once! For many years, the old and state people had opposed the rise of another galactic power--the Daleks. Created to be the ultimate soldiers, Daleks believed that they and they alone had a right to live, to exist, to be. In their armored bodies they traveled through the universe, destroying whatever the passed...and the Time Lords opposed them. A Time War began, one that threatened to destroy the timeline, with the Daleks and Time Lords using time travel on offense in ways that posed a danger to everything. The Time Lord leaders, having doubts about the war, revived one of the two greatest masterminds of their era, The Master, to fight... but when the Daleks took the capital of Gallifrey, the revived Master fled to the end of the universe in a stolen TARDIS. Once there, he dumped the ship, and then locked away his memories in a fob watch and turned himself into a human being with a Chameleon Arch.
Leaving the Doctor to end the war. After a great deal of deliberation and a very desperate move, the Doctor, now on his eighth life, found a way to destroy the Daleks, utterly wipe them from the universe, from continuity, from existence Unfortunately? He took the Time Lords with them, all but himself, or so he thought. The Doctor regenerated into a new face and was alone. Completely alone. While traveling in 2005 Earth, the Doctor made friends--he always does. On his travels, he ran into an ominous sign: A lone Dalek, stranded in 2012. The Dalek destroyed itself, but it left the Doctor with doubts about the future--were all of the Daleks really gone? And what about the Time Lords? It turned out that quite a number of Daleks survived the Time War, some by unusual means. In fact, a handful of them left almost destroyed the Doctor, until his companion absorbed the time vortex to stop them (literally erasing them from existence and making Jack, a companion that they had killed, alive and immortal). It was because of a handful of them, in fact, that Rose was forced out of the Doctor's companionship in the end, and his new companion, Martha Jones, ran into the same Daleks with him in the 1930s.
But sometime in 2006 or 2007, something changed on earth. The politics of the United Kingdom turned upside down; a new candidate had arrived on the scene. He was a young man, almost too young for the job, but possessed of a charisma that few could resist. The Doctor had destroyed the career of the Prime Minister, Harriet Jones because she had attacked a fleeing enemy, and his actions left a power vacuum. Harold Saxon rose to prominence and, while an independent without a clear platform, was the favored candidate for the 2008 election. Saxon's staff befriended the Jones family, while he invested in a scientist named Lazarus who was working on a way to reverse aging. With his wife Lucy by his side, Harold Saxon seemed ready to take charge of the United Kingdom.
At one point, the Doctor and Martha traveled back in time to the 1910s to hide from bounty hunters. While there, the Doctor disguised himself as a human using a chameleon arch, hiding his essence in a fob watch. Martha, his companion, was the only one who was supposed to be able to see through the perception field around the watch, although someone else did too. Martha would always remember the incident, however, and marvel at what different men The Doctor and John Smith were. Back in 2008, the Doctor and Martha stopped in Cardiff to refuel the TARDIS on a rift there, when old companion Jack Harkness spotted the TARDIS. Carrying the Doctor's severed hand from his regeneration into his tenth life, he ran and latched onto the outside of the TARDIS. The old ship, startled by the fixed temporal state the Torchwood operative was in, launched itself off into the distant future in surprise, and so they traveled to the distance future, a hundred trillion years, to the end of the universe.
After reunions, The Doctor, Jack, and Martha found themselves on Malcassairo, a planet with no stars in the sky. Strange, fanged humanoids--the Futurekind--chased anything they could find, and a small outpost of human beings, and a few assorted aliens, let them in. The apparent colony leader was the venerable scientist Professor Yana, a brilliant man on a brilliant mission. Yana was trying to get the colony to Utopia, a place that was promised to be better than the cold and dark of the universe they inhabited. He was assisted in this by a young scientist named Chantho, the last of her people. Yana was so clever, but strapped for resources, that he used food to build his computers. The Doctor, upon meeting him, developed an instant rapport with him and expressed great admiration. The two seemed to become friends, although something about Yana worried the Doctor--he complained of constant drumming. Together, the Doctor, The Professor, and their companions sent the ship the colonists had built to Utopia, with everyone but the five of them on it. But Martha noticed the Professor's fob watch... an old relic that he, an orphan, had been found with. Perplexed, he opened the watch... and the Master was reborn.
He let the Futurekind, the monsters outside, into the colony, to chase and hopefully kill the Doctor and his companions. He murdered his companion, Chantho, and stole the Doctor's TARDIS. As the Master regenerated within the TARDIS, the Doctor used his sonic screwdriver to lock the TARDIS, so it could travel back no further than its last location, 2008. However, the Doctor overshot a bit and got 2006. Meanwhile, Martha noticed that she recognized the Master's new voice as he piloted the TARDIS away. When the Doctor and his companions returned to London, they came to a startling realization: The reason Martha recognized the Master's voice is because she was going to vote for him. The Master was Harold Saxon. And the reason everyone was voting for him? A network of 15 satellites, broadcasting the drums he heard in his head.
The trio attempted to stop him, but The Master took Martha's family hostage, labeled them all terrorists, and set his plans into motion. Once the Master took power, he initiated first contact with an alien race known as the Toclafane, who offered peace and technology. They were a race of little talking spheres with voices like children. While he got into some hot water with the U.N. over it, first contact went just as planned. The Master and the Toclafane executed the American President, and at 0802 local time, a paradox machine made out of the Doctor's TARDIS activated, and thousands of "Toclafane" descended upon the earth. The Master ordered them to decimate the human population. They obeyed. The Master used the Doctor's hand, left in the TARDIS by Jack Harkness, and the Lazarus technology to age the Doctor significantly. He killed and captured Jack. Martha used Jack's vortex manipulator to escape.
And Harry Saxon started his terrible reign and Lord and Master of the world, keeping everyone afraid and complacent with his Archangel network of satellites. Even Lucy was not spared his wrath--although he still treated her fairly well by comparison, the Master began to beat his wife. A year later, Martha came back to Britain, after traveling the world, telling everyone about the Doctor, and gathering the pieces of a dangerous weapon. First she, along with a scientist and another rebel, captured a Toclafane and opened its spherical shell. They found a human head inside: The Toclafane the disembodied heads of the colonists who had gone to Utopia, who had lost their minds when they found nothing there, and were promised a new utopia by the Master.
This only strengthened Martha's apparent resolve: she would find a weapon that United Nations Intelligence Taskforce had created that could kill a Time Lord. To use it, however, she needed the last component, and the Master got to her before she could get it. He brought her back to the Valiant, his aircraft career and home base, but she started laughing as he planned to execute her. He had a countdown to the launch of missiles from earth to other worlds he wished to conquer... and when the countdown reached zero, every man, woman, and child on the planet Earth began to chant: "Doctor! Doctor!" Their faith in the legend that Martha had told them carried over the satellites, and the Doctor used their force of will to restore himself to the relative youth of his tenth incarnation. The weapon had been a ruse, a story meant to force the Master to capture Martha. The Doctor immediately forgave the Master. Meanwhile, Jack and the others destroyed the Paradox machine, sending the Toclafane back into the future and reversing time a year, to the moment the Master's reign began. Most of the world lost their memories of what happened, except for those on the Valiant.
And as the Doctor planned to keep the Master prisoner, Lucy Saxon shot him in the stomach. He could have regenerated, but he didn't: he wouldn't become the Doctor's prisoner, companion. The Master died in the sobbing Doctor's arms. The Doctor burned the body on a pyre and walked away...
..but a nicely manicured hand picked the Master's ring out of the ashes.
Deviation:
The Doctor, Jack, and Martha infiltrated the Saxon home on the night before election night, before the Toclafane were announced, before it was all set into motion. Martha and Jack secured the Master and Lucy while the Doctor went off to his TARDIS... which he found in the process of being turned into a Paradox Machine. Once his machine was fixed, the Doctor came out to find the Saxons holding his companion Martha hostage. Negotiations ensued and were interrupted when Jack rose from the dead. The Master was able to fire off a shot of his laser screwdriver at Martha., but the Doctor leapt in the way and dropped, and Jack tackled the Master to the ground.
In a rage, Martha went over to Lucky and punched her in the face, knocking her to the ground. She ordered Jack to pick up the Master with her, and the duo dragged him into the control room of the TARDIS. Martha got out the chameleon Arch-the device that turns Time Lords into humans-and forced the Master to endure the machine, smiling as he screamed. When the process was done, she dragged the poor human out of the TARDIS, left him on the floor, and pulled a disoriented-and now ginger- regenerated Doctor back into the TARDIS. On her instructions, the Doctor piloted the TARDIS to somewhere near the ocean... Oddly, the regular Earth’s equivalent of Dårlig ulv stranden, the place where Rose said her goodbyes to him. Martha stormed out of the TARDIS, the Doctor and Jack on her heels. The Doctor demanded to know what she was doing as she walked up to the shore, but she wouldn’t answer. Wading in to her knees, she took the Fob Watch that held the Master’s Time Lord essence, which she had swiped from him as he exited, and threw it into the water. Realizing what she’d done, the Doctor screamed, “No!”
The Doctor spent hours looking for the watch. When he failed to find it, he dropped Martha off at her flat, wordlessly. Jack asked to be taken back to Cardiff, and the Doctor was alone again.
Meanwhile, Harry Saxon was confused. His wife suddenly had a big bruise on her face and he felt inexplicably disoriented. He asked her what was wrong, but all she would talk about was nonsense about Toclafane and paradox machines and Doctors. He decided to keep her away from the press for a while and went back to bed.
Harold Saxon was elected Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. His term was prosperous and he brought an end to a number of problems and policies that were troubling the nation, and he was incredibly well-received. In fact, the famous traveler and former UNIT advisor, the Doctor, occasionally stopped in to his office to praise his efforts and check on him. Harriet Jones had made some notes about being visited by the Doctor, so Harry thought nothing of it.
Harry also noticed that there were gaps in his memory-gaps he attributed to the Doctor, or perhaps to whatever had driven Lucy mad. He suspects they have something to do with his missing heirloom fob watch, too, but he can’t exactly go asking around can he? But that’s his only real problem. Being underwhelmed by the strains of political office, Harry used most of his spare time to catch up on the things that he had somehow missed in the gaps in his memory-the movies, the TV, the music. When questioned by the press about his media purchases, he simply told them, “I’m not sure, I think I must have given it all away when I moved.” From there on out, he filtered most of his CD and DVD purchases through his secretary Leticia “Tish” Jones.
While wasting time, when he was supposed to be working, Harry also discovered the internet, and fandom. Ostensibly a low-level civil servant working in an office at Downing Street, “Master” became a BNF in the Harry Potter, Star Trek, and a few band fandoms, as well as participating in a few others. And a number of bloggers commented about the sophistication of 4chan and YTMND improving sometime in late 2008. The Doctor was harshly critical of Harry's fandom activities at each of his visits, but was softened when the Master explained that the quieted the drumming.
Personality: Harry Saxon is one of the most cheerful men in existence. He is bubbly, friendly, happy, and generally just fun to be around. He likes to crack jokes, often rude and at the expense of those around him, but he is charismatic and there is something about him that just attracts others. He likes to waste time and do things that make no sense, to surprise others. He does, however, get angry fairly easily and he can be quite abusive-even physically. He doesn’t really care so much about the people he governs or government in general, but it comes naturally to him and he enjoys the power and prestige.
The Master is very similar to his other self, except Harry’s indifference gives way to Malice. The Master wants to be the master of all, to own, control, and dominate the universe. He’s very erratic and extremely violent, revelleing in destruction. The only thing he prizes above that is the humiliation of his Doctor.
Appearance: Harold Saxon is just entering middle age, but looks younger than he is. His most striking feature are his dark, piercing eyes, full of life and light while, in a different light, seeming beady and sinister. His eyes seem almost hooded by his sparse but prominent eyebrows. He has a small, rounded nose. His lips are full and somewhat red for a man’s, but they are rarely closed, instead always parted to reveal his straight, pearly-white smile. Harry always seems to have a bit of stubble. His ears are quite big, but not unusually so. He has short, cropped brown hair that seems to be receding a bit, and is always a bit unkempt. He is of average height and build.
Abilities: As he appears initially in the tower, Harry simply has an extraordinary intellect, charisma, and ability to govern. He also has inappropriate historical knowledge, knowing things about historical events that are inaccessible in the late 20th and early 21st century, as well as things that haven’t happened yet. If questioned, he will be confused at how he knows. He’s also a decent singer and a very good dancer. It is worth noting, however, that in everything he is impaired by a constant drumming he hears in his head.
If Harry finds and opens his fob watch (item lottery lol) he will become the Master, a renegade Time Lord. Time Lords can sense things in Time and Space. They are unusually long lived, and when they die, they can regenerate, causing their appearance and personality to change somewhat. Time Lords also have two hearts and a respiratory bypass, and are just generally superhumanly resillient in a number of ways. They don't eat or sleep like humans do.
Strengths:
Charismatic.
Genius.
Witty.
Excellent dancer.
Possesses clarity of vision.
Weaknesses:
Manipulative.
Easily confused.
Insensitive.
Often overexerts self.
Plagued by constant drumming.
For the Master: In the above, replace “easily confused” with “pathologically ambitious” and “often overexerts self” with “often violent.” Also add “Excellent strategist” for strengths and “delusions of grandeur” for weaknesses.
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SAMPLES
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Journal Entry (Please note: as the Master has a similar voice to Harry and will try to keep his identity, I am not including a sample journal entry for him. The two characters are basically the same, after all, and they're going to speak the same way. The only thing is that the Master's a flat out murderer and bit more. Hope this is okay):
Harry:
Well, how about that.
This isn’t funny. Whoever you are-terrorists, Torchwood, what have you-I think you might want to put me back. The wife won’t be too happy, and I guarantee that after a week you’re going to get tired of me.
To everyone else who is apparently trapped here, Hello! My name is Harold Saxon, and I’m the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. I enjoy watching the telly, listening to music, spending time with the wife, and leading my wonderful nation to prosperity. I also enjoy making fun of President Winters on the other side of the pond, because he’s a prat. I’ve said that to his face, too, and so have most of his people.
Anyway, a bit chilly in here, yeah? If someone would tell me where I can get my suit back, I’d really appreciate it. Or just something a bit warmer that this flimsy little robe. Food is fine, too.
So, who is everyone? And what planet are you from? I’ve been saying for the longest time that we aren’t alone on Earth… and I think this pretty much proves it.
Role-playing:
Harry:
Harry smiled as the Doctor came in, minimizing his word processor.
“Saxon,” the Doctor growled, stepping in. Harry couldn’t help but admire the ginger chap, a little. He was an alien, but he looked so human, and yet so not. T-shirt and suit jacket, which struck Harry as a bit unfashionable. But Harriet had spoken of the Doctor having different appearances, of a man with short hair and a leather jacket who looked a bit too much like himself for comfort, of a man in a suit with piercing dark eyes. He wondered why this incarnation was so unkempt.
“Hello, Doctor!” he greeted cheerfully, grinning widely. “What can I do you for?” Was it inappropriate? Yes. Was it funny? Yes.
“What is this?” The doctor slapped a printout onto Harry’s desk. Saxon turned the paper around and peered at it, making a face as he did. “It looks like some sort of Star Trek fanfiction… Kirk/Spock slash. Pretty well-written, too-“
“You would think so,” the Doctor sneered.
“What’s that supposed to mean, Doctor?” Harry looked up, batting his eyelashes.
“The I.P. Address traces to Downing Street.”
“Well, how about that.”
The Doctor shook his head. “The address changed every time you’ve gone on some kind of diplomatic mission. You’ve got to stop this, Saxon, it’s rubbish. The movie isn’t even out yet.”
Harry leaned back in his chair. “What’s the harm in a little speculative fiction. I do my duties, I need to unwind… And the wife isn’t much fun anymore, all she does is rant about you.” He grinned. “Is there something you want to tell me, Doctor?”
“This fic is accurate, Harry!” the Doctor exclaimed. “It’s predicated on an assumption that the movie will end in the way it actually will! You’re contaminating the timeline.”
“How can I contaminate the timeline?”
“Because you’ve been to the future.”
“I don’t remember it.”
The Doctor shook his head. “Well, apparently you do.”
Harry shook his head. “Doctor, Doctor, Doctor… why do you and your little boyfriend in Torchwood torment me so?” He stood up. “Haven’t I been a good Prime Minister?” He approached the Doctor. “Haven’t I done good things for this nation?”
“At the expense of others, but they won’t see it-“
Harry got into the taller man’s face. “If you think you can do a better job, why don’t we trade places, you and I? I’ll skip around time and space sticking my big nose in everyone else’s business, and you can be stuck in a suit all day listening to stupid men talk about the nations they don’t even care about.”
The Doctor looked down and walked away. As he shut the door behind him, he called back, “Would that I could, Master.”
Harry shook his head. Why did everyone keep calling him “Master?”
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Master:
Staring at the now useless pocket watch in his hands, Harry Saxon tossed it aside. He was sick of that thing, sick of humanity. He hated that form. Smelly little creatures, stupid and sheepish, scurrying around doing nothing. Only children were worth anything. Children, who dared to dream, who saw the big picture, who would do anything, who weren’t trapped in grown up notions of morality. Like the Toclafane. His children. Like Lucy. His wife.
And Martha Jones had ruined it all.
The Master swore to himself, as he stood up, that he’d have his revenge. He’d put the Doctor and Martha in their places… and that Jack Harkness too, that filthy freak. He’d have his world back… and once he captured the Doctor he’d use his TARDIS to find the Toclafane and bring them back, just as he planned.
He chuckled to himself. “Just as planned,” he giggled, thinking of that one anime that fandom had been all up in arms about. He couldn’t remember which one it was now, or even what it was about. Just, LOL, amnesiac villain, LOL.
But before taking over his homeworld, he needed to escape this one. And something told him that escape could only be achieved through conquest. If he could win everyone over… if he could get everyone to listen to him, or at least enough to kill off the ones who wouldn’t…
Yes, this would work out beautifully.
He started jumping, up and down, clapping his hands! “Yes! I’m free! I’m back, baby!” He hooted. “How about that!” He did a little dance in place, and, inspired, began to sing.
“We’re coming home, we’re coming home
You know it’s now or never
No afterglow, this time I know
But I’m feeling kinda better!” He jumped.
“We’re coming home, we’re coming home
You know it’s now or never
This time I know, this time I know
That it’s going on forever!”
And the Master walked off, singing a song by the Rogue Traders and plotting doom and destruction for all.
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APPLICATION QUESTIONS
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1. Do you have any other characters in the Tower? Yes.
2. If you do, which ones? Gengar and Charlie
3. Have you read the rules and FAQ thoroughly? Yes.
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PERSONAL INTEREST QUESTIONS (OPTIONAL AND FOR KICKS)
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1. Is this your first time RPing? No.
2. If not, where have you RPed before? CW, here, Between Zones… and now Eway!
3. Who have you played before? A ton of characters, whom I have already listed. Now including The Doctor!
4. Who would you like to play in the future? I think there’s a four character limit, right? My fourth would almost definitely be Eggman or Rouge from Sonic.
5. Which came first: Fandom or Fanfiction? LLAMA!
6. What do you hope your character can get out of their stay in the Glass Tower?
A thorough appreciation for pop culture! :DDDDDDDDDD
PLAYER INFORMATION
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Player Name: Typ
Player Journal: onlytalewetell @ LJ
Email: turbinesmine69@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN/YIM: GiftOfWily1226
Timezone: Eastern
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CHARACTER BASICS
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Name: Harold Saxon/The Master
Series/Fandom: Doctor Who
Gender: Male
Age upon arrival: approximately 900 years old, believes that he is 39.
Species: Time Lord turned Human via Chameleon Arch
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FURTHER INFORMATION
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Canon History:
The universe is filled with wonder, galaxies beyond imagination, filled with strange and powerful races. One of the oldest and most powerful of them all, one race known by the higher races to be technologically superior to virtually everyone else, were the Time Lords of Gallifrey. Ostensibly human, at least by appearance, Time Lords are actually much more robust creatures, and far more sophisticated, too. Time Lords travel through time and space in their TARDISes (Time and Relative Dimensions in Space), observing the past and the future of every people but their own. If they happen to be fatally wounded on their travels, it's no matter--when a Time Lord becomes too old or injured to continue, he will regenerate in a burst of flame, like Phoenix, turning into another man (or woman) with the same memories and much of the same personality. Although a Time Lord in almost all their incarnations appear human, however, no human passion lies in most Time Lords' two hearts. It was decided that no Time Lord shall interfere with the timeline for any reason, a rule that is only broken when the universe itself is very obviously at stake. At least, by most Time Lords.
Gallifreyan children were raised by their parents at the age of eight, at which point they are taken for a coming of age ritual. Bidden to look into a hole in time and space, this acts as their initiation as a Time Lord. After this, they continue on to academy. Most go through this as if nothing happened... They gain an understanding of time, a thirst for knowledge, but little else.
But two little boys (and a little girl, actually, but she's another story) were different.
One looked into the abyss and was terrified at the horrors of the universe. Pain and suffering everywhere, misery, and he was so very small. It left him with a burning need--to make people feel better. Another looked in and saw the same... but saw that he was greater than it, than everything, that it was his to rule. It broke something inside his mind, and for the rest of his life he felt a compulsion to conquer, to lord over everything, the Master of all. War drums pounded in his head for eternity.
These two boys went on to go to academy together... and to become friends, no less. But once they graduated, things changed. The Doctor, as he called himself, and the Master, both became criminals, guilty of interfering with other races. But the Doctor interfered mostly for their benefit, disabling races who sought to conquer others, and the Master began trying to instill himself as the Master of everything, using people and races as puppets and pawns.. This cycle continued for a few hundred years until the Master ran out of regenerations--Time Lords are only able to be reborn twelve times, and the destruction the Master wrecked brought itself back on him. The Master stole some bodies to get along, and had all sorts of strange things happen to him, including falling under the influence of a strange, animalistic planet, but eventually his last body was lost, and the Master was dead.
Meanwhile, The Time Lords as a race were interfering in something, for once! For many years, the old and state people had opposed the rise of another galactic power--the Daleks. Created to be the ultimate soldiers, Daleks believed that they and they alone had a right to live, to exist, to be. In their armored bodies they traveled through the universe, destroying whatever the passed...and the Time Lords opposed them. A Time War began, one that threatened to destroy the timeline, with the Daleks and Time Lords using time travel on offense in ways that posed a danger to everything. The Time Lord leaders, having doubts about the war, revived one of the two greatest masterminds of their era, The Master, to fight... but when the Daleks took the capital of Gallifrey, the revived Master fled to the end of the universe in a stolen TARDIS. Once there, he dumped the ship, and then locked away his memories in a fob watch and turned himself into a human being with a Chameleon Arch.
Leaving the Doctor to end the war. After a great deal of deliberation and a very desperate move, the Doctor, now on his eighth life, found a way to destroy the Daleks, utterly wipe them from the universe, from continuity, from existence Unfortunately? He took the Time Lords with them, all but himself, or so he thought. The Doctor regenerated into a new face and was alone. Completely alone. While traveling in 2005 Earth, the Doctor made friends--he always does. On his travels, he ran into an ominous sign: A lone Dalek, stranded in 2012. The Dalek destroyed itself, but it left the Doctor with doubts about the future--were all of the Daleks really gone? And what about the Time Lords? It turned out that quite a number of Daleks survived the Time War, some by unusual means. In fact, a handful of them left almost destroyed the Doctor, until his companion absorbed the time vortex to stop them (literally erasing them from existence and making Jack, a companion that they had killed, alive and immortal). It was because of a handful of them, in fact, that Rose was forced out of the Doctor's companionship in the end, and his new companion, Martha Jones, ran into the same Daleks with him in the 1930s.
But sometime in 2006 or 2007, something changed on earth. The politics of the United Kingdom turned upside down; a new candidate had arrived on the scene. He was a young man, almost too young for the job, but possessed of a charisma that few could resist. The Doctor had destroyed the career of the Prime Minister, Harriet Jones because she had attacked a fleeing enemy, and his actions left a power vacuum. Harold Saxon rose to prominence and, while an independent without a clear platform, was the favored candidate for the 2008 election. Saxon's staff befriended the Jones family, while he invested in a scientist named Lazarus who was working on a way to reverse aging. With his wife Lucy by his side, Harold Saxon seemed ready to take charge of the United Kingdom.
At one point, the Doctor and Martha traveled back in time to the 1910s to hide from bounty hunters. While there, the Doctor disguised himself as a human using a chameleon arch, hiding his essence in a fob watch. Martha, his companion, was the only one who was supposed to be able to see through the perception field around the watch, although someone else did too. Martha would always remember the incident, however, and marvel at what different men The Doctor and John Smith were. Back in 2008, the Doctor and Martha stopped in Cardiff to refuel the TARDIS on a rift there, when old companion Jack Harkness spotted the TARDIS. Carrying the Doctor's severed hand from his regeneration into his tenth life, he ran and latched onto the outside of the TARDIS. The old ship, startled by the fixed temporal state the Torchwood operative was in, launched itself off into the distant future in surprise, and so they traveled to the distance future, a hundred trillion years, to the end of the universe.
After reunions, The Doctor, Jack, and Martha found themselves on Malcassairo, a planet with no stars in the sky. Strange, fanged humanoids--the Futurekind--chased anything they could find, and a small outpost of human beings, and a few assorted aliens, let them in. The apparent colony leader was the venerable scientist Professor Yana, a brilliant man on a brilliant mission. Yana was trying to get the colony to Utopia, a place that was promised to be better than the cold and dark of the universe they inhabited. He was assisted in this by a young scientist named Chantho, the last of her people. Yana was so clever, but strapped for resources, that he used food to build his computers. The Doctor, upon meeting him, developed an instant rapport with him and expressed great admiration. The two seemed to become friends, although something about Yana worried the Doctor--he complained of constant drumming. Together, the Doctor, The Professor, and their companions sent the ship the colonists had built to Utopia, with everyone but the five of them on it. But Martha noticed the Professor's fob watch... an old relic that he, an orphan, had been found with. Perplexed, he opened the watch... and the Master was reborn.
He let the Futurekind, the monsters outside, into the colony, to chase and hopefully kill the Doctor and his companions. He murdered his companion, Chantho, and stole the Doctor's TARDIS. As the Master regenerated within the TARDIS, the Doctor used his sonic screwdriver to lock the TARDIS, so it could travel back no further than its last location, 2008. However, the Doctor overshot a bit and got 2006. Meanwhile, Martha noticed that she recognized the Master's new voice as he piloted the TARDIS away. When the Doctor and his companions returned to London, they came to a startling realization: The reason Martha recognized the Master's voice is because she was going to vote for him. The Master was Harold Saxon. And the reason everyone was voting for him? A network of 15 satellites, broadcasting the drums he heard in his head.
The trio attempted to stop him, but The Master took Martha's family hostage, labeled them all terrorists, and set his plans into motion. Once the Master took power, he initiated first contact with an alien race known as the Toclafane, who offered peace and technology. They were a race of little talking spheres with voices like children. While he got into some hot water with the U.N. over it, first contact went just as planned. The Master and the Toclafane executed the American President, and at 0802 local time, a paradox machine made out of the Doctor's TARDIS activated, and thousands of "Toclafane" descended upon the earth. The Master ordered them to decimate the human population. They obeyed. The Master used the Doctor's hand, left in the TARDIS by Jack Harkness, and the Lazarus technology to age the Doctor significantly. He killed and captured Jack. Martha used Jack's vortex manipulator to escape.
And Harry Saxon started his terrible reign and Lord and Master of the world, keeping everyone afraid and complacent with his Archangel network of satellites. Even Lucy was not spared his wrath--although he still treated her fairly well by comparison, the Master began to beat his wife. A year later, Martha came back to Britain, after traveling the world, telling everyone about the Doctor, and gathering the pieces of a dangerous weapon. First she, along with a scientist and another rebel, captured a Toclafane and opened its spherical shell. They found a human head inside: The Toclafane the disembodied heads of the colonists who had gone to Utopia, who had lost their minds when they found nothing there, and were promised a new utopia by the Master.
This only strengthened Martha's apparent resolve: she would find a weapon that United Nations Intelligence Taskforce had created that could kill a Time Lord. To use it, however, she needed the last component, and the Master got to her before she could get it. He brought her back to the Valiant, his aircraft career and home base, but she started laughing as he planned to execute her. He had a countdown to the launch of missiles from earth to other worlds he wished to conquer... and when the countdown reached zero, every man, woman, and child on the planet Earth began to chant: "Doctor! Doctor!" Their faith in the legend that Martha had told them carried over the satellites, and the Doctor used their force of will to restore himself to the relative youth of his tenth incarnation. The weapon had been a ruse, a story meant to force the Master to capture Martha. The Doctor immediately forgave the Master. Meanwhile, Jack and the others destroyed the Paradox machine, sending the Toclafane back into the future and reversing time a year, to the moment the Master's reign began. Most of the world lost their memories of what happened, except for those on the Valiant.
And as the Doctor planned to keep the Master prisoner, Lucy Saxon shot him in the stomach. He could have regenerated, but he didn't: he wouldn't become the Doctor's prisoner, companion. The Master died in the sobbing Doctor's arms. The Doctor burned the body on a pyre and walked away...
..but a nicely manicured hand picked the Master's ring out of the ashes.
Deviation:
The Doctor, Jack, and Martha infiltrated the Saxon home on the night before election night, before the Toclafane were announced, before it was all set into motion. Martha and Jack secured the Master and Lucy while the Doctor went off to his TARDIS... which he found in the process of being turned into a Paradox Machine. Once his machine was fixed, the Doctor came out to find the Saxons holding his companion Martha hostage. Negotiations ensued and were interrupted when Jack rose from the dead. The Master was able to fire off a shot of his laser screwdriver at Martha., but the Doctor leapt in the way and dropped, and Jack tackled the Master to the ground.
In a rage, Martha went over to Lucky and punched her in the face, knocking her to the ground. She ordered Jack to pick up the Master with her, and the duo dragged him into the control room of the TARDIS. Martha got out the chameleon Arch-the device that turns Time Lords into humans-and forced the Master to endure the machine, smiling as he screamed. When the process was done, she dragged the poor human out of the TARDIS, left him on the floor, and pulled a disoriented-and now ginger- regenerated Doctor back into the TARDIS. On her instructions, the Doctor piloted the TARDIS to somewhere near the ocean... Oddly, the regular Earth’s equivalent of Dårlig ulv stranden, the place where Rose said her goodbyes to him. Martha stormed out of the TARDIS, the Doctor and Jack on her heels. The Doctor demanded to know what she was doing as she walked up to the shore, but she wouldn’t answer. Wading in to her knees, she took the Fob Watch that held the Master’s Time Lord essence, which she had swiped from him as he exited, and threw it into the water. Realizing what she’d done, the Doctor screamed, “No!”
The Doctor spent hours looking for the watch. When he failed to find it, he dropped Martha off at her flat, wordlessly. Jack asked to be taken back to Cardiff, and the Doctor was alone again.
Meanwhile, Harry Saxon was confused. His wife suddenly had a big bruise on her face and he felt inexplicably disoriented. He asked her what was wrong, but all she would talk about was nonsense about Toclafane and paradox machines and Doctors. He decided to keep her away from the press for a while and went back to bed.
Harold Saxon was elected Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. His term was prosperous and he brought an end to a number of problems and policies that were troubling the nation, and he was incredibly well-received. In fact, the famous traveler and former UNIT advisor, the Doctor, occasionally stopped in to his office to praise his efforts and check on him. Harriet Jones had made some notes about being visited by the Doctor, so Harry thought nothing of it.
Harry also noticed that there were gaps in his memory-gaps he attributed to the Doctor, or perhaps to whatever had driven Lucy mad. He suspects they have something to do with his missing heirloom fob watch, too, but he can’t exactly go asking around can he? But that’s his only real problem. Being underwhelmed by the strains of political office, Harry used most of his spare time to catch up on the things that he had somehow missed in the gaps in his memory-the movies, the TV, the music. When questioned by the press about his media purchases, he simply told them, “I’m not sure, I think I must have given it all away when I moved.” From there on out, he filtered most of his CD and DVD purchases through his secretary Leticia “Tish” Jones.
While wasting time, when he was supposed to be working, Harry also discovered the internet, and fandom. Ostensibly a low-level civil servant working in an office at Downing Street, “Master” became a BNF in the Harry Potter, Star Trek, and a few band fandoms, as well as participating in a few others. And a number of bloggers commented about the sophistication of 4chan and YTMND improving sometime in late 2008. The Doctor was harshly critical of Harry's fandom activities at each of his visits, but was softened when the Master explained that the quieted the drumming.
Personality: Harry Saxon is one of the most cheerful men in existence. He is bubbly, friendly, happy, and generally just fun to be around. He likes to crack jokes, often rude and at the expense of those around him, but he is charismatic and there is something about him that just attracts others. He likes to waste time and do things that make no sense, to surprise others. He does, however, get angry fairly easily and he can be quite abusive-even physically. He doesn’t really care so much about the people he governs or government in general, but it comes naturally to him and he enjoys the power and prestige.
The Master is very similar to his other self, except Harry’s indifference gives way to Malice. The Master wants to be the master of all, to own, control, and dominate the universe. He’s very erratic and extremely violent, revelleing in destruction. The only thing he prizes above that is the humiliation of his Doctor.
Appearance: Harold Saxon is just entering middle age, but looks younger than he is. His most striking feature are his dark, piercing eyes, full of life and light while, in a different light, seeming beady and sinister. His eyes seem almost hooded by his sparse but prominent eyebrows. He has a small, rounded nose. His lips are full and somewhat red for a man’s, but they are rarely closed, instead always parted to reveal his straight, pearly-white smile. Harry always seems to have a bit of stubble. His ears are quite big, but not unusually so. He has short, cropped brown hair that seems to be receding a bit, and is always a bit unkempt. He is of average height and build.
Abilities: As he appears initially in the tower, Harry simply has an extraordinary intellect, charisma, and ability to govern. He also has inappropriate historical knowledge, knowing things about historical events that are inaccessible in the late 20th and early 21st century, as well as things that haven’t happened yet. If questioned, he will be confused at how he knows. He’s also a decent singer and a very good dancer. It is worth noting, however, that in everything he is impaired by a constant drumming he hears in his head.
If Harry finds and opens his fob watch (item lottery lol) he will become the Master, a renegade Time Lord. Time Lords can sense things in Time and Space. They are unusually long lived, and when they die, they can regenerate, causing their appearance and personality to change somewhat. Time Lords also have two hearts and a respiratory bypass, and are just generally superhumanly resillient in a number of ways. They don't eat or sleep like humans do.
Strengths:
Charismatic.
Genius.
Witty.
Excellent dancer.
Possesses clarity of vision.
Weaknesses:
Manipulative.
Easily confused.
Insensitive.
Often overexerts self.
Plagued by constant drumming.
For the Master: In the above, replace “easily confused” with “pathologically ambitious” and “often overexerts self” with “often violent.” Also add “Excellent strategist” for strengths and “delusions of grandeur” for weaknesses.
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SAMPLES
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Journal Entry (Please note: as the Master has a similar voice to Harry and will try to keep his identity, I am not including a sample journal entry for him. The two characters are basically the same, after all, and they're going to speak the same way. The only thing is that the Master's a flat out murderer and bit more. Hope this is okay):
Harry:
Well, how about that.
This isn’t funny. Whoever you are-terrorists, Torchwood, what have you-I think you might want to put me back. The wife won’t be too happy, and I guarantee that after a week you’re going to get tired of me.
To everyone else who is apparently trapped here, Hello! My name is Harold Saxon, and I’m the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. I enjoy watching the telly, listening to music, spending time with the wife, and leading my wonderful nation to prosperity. I also enjoy making fun of President Winters on the other side of the pond, because he’s a prat. I’ve said that to his face, too, and so have most of his people.
Anyway, a bit chilly in here, yeah? If someone would tell me where I can get my suit back, I’d really appreciate it. Or just something a bit warmer that this flimsy little robe. Food is fine, too.
So, who is everyone? And what planet are you from? I’ve been saying for the longest time that we aren’t alone on Earth… and I think this pretty much proves it.
Role-playing:
Harry:
Harry smiled as the Doctor came in, minimizing his word processor.
“Saxon,” the Doctor growled, stepping in. Harry couldn’t help but admire the ginger chap, a little. He was an alien, but he looked so human, and yet so not. T-shirt and suit jacket, which struck Harry as a bit unfashionable. But Harriet had spoken of the Doctor having different appearances, of a man with short hair and a leather jacket who looked a bit too much like himself for comfort, of a man in a suit with piercing dark eyes. He wondered why this incarnation was so unkempt.
“Hello, Doctor!” he greeted cheerfully, grinning widely. “What can I do you for?” Was it inappropriate? Yes. Was it funny? Yes.
“What is this?” The doctor slapped a printout onto Harry’s desk. Saxon turned the paper around and peered at it, making a face as he did. “It looks like some sort of Star Trek fanfiction… Kirk/Spock slash. Pretty well-written, too-“
“You would think so,” the Doctor sneered.
“What’s that supposed to mean, Doctor?” Harry looked up, batting his eyelashes.
“The I.P. Address traces to Downing Street.”
“Well, how about that.”
The Doctor shook his head. “The address changed every time you’ve gone on some kind of diplomatic mission. You’ve got to stop this, Saxon, it’s rubbish. The movie isn’t even out yet.”
Harry leaned back in his chair. “What’s the harm in a little speculative fiction. I do my duties, I need to unwind… And the wife isn’t much fun anymore, all she does is rant about you.” He grinned. “Is there something you want to tell me, Doctor?”
“This fic is accurate, Harry!” the Doctor exclaimed. “It’s predicated on an assumption that the movie will end in the way it actually will! You’re contaminating the timeline.”
“How can I contaminate the timeline?”
“Because you’ve been to the future.”
“I don’t remember it.”
The Doctor shook his head. “Well, apparently you do.”
Harry shook his head. “Doctor, Doctor, Doctor… why do you and your little boyfriend in Torchwood torment me so?” He stood up. “Haven’t I been a good Prime Minister?” He approached the Doctor. “Haven’t I done good things for this nation?”
“At the expense of others, but they won’t see it-“
Harry got into the taller man’s face. “If you think you can do a better job, why don’t we trade places, you and I? I’ll skip around time and space sticking my big nose in everyone else’s business, and you can be stuck in a suit all day listening to stupid men talk about the nations they don’t even care about.”
The Doctor looked down and walked away. As he shut the door behind him, he called back, “Would that I could, Master.”
Harry shook his head. Why did everyone keep calling him “Master?”
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Master:
Staring at the now useless pocket watch in his hands, Harry Saxon tossed it aside. He was sick of that thing, sick of humanity. He hated that form. Smelly little creatures, stupid and sheepish, scurrying around doing nothing. Only children were worth anything. Children, who dared to dream, who saw the big picture, who would do anything, who weren’t trapped in grown up notions of morality. Like the Toclafane. His children. Like Lucy. His wife.
And Martha Jones had ruined it all.
The Master swore to himself, as he stood up, that he’d have his revenge. He’d put the Doctor and Martha in their places… and that Jack Harkness too, that filthy freak. He’d have his world back… and once he captured the Doctor he’d use his TARDIS to find the Toclafane and bring them back, just as he planned.
He chuckled to himself. “Just as planned,” he giggled, thinking of that one anime that fandom had been all up in arms about. He couldn’t remember which one it was now, or even what it was about. Just, LOL, amnesiac villain, LOL.
But before taking over his homeworld, he needed to escape this one. And something told him that escape could only be achieved through conquest. If he could win everyone over… if he could get everyone to listen to him, or at least enough to kill off the ones who wouldn’t…
Yes, this would work out beautifully.
He started jumping, up and down, clapping his hands! “Yes! I’m free! I’m back, baby!” He hooted. “How about that!” He did a little dance in place, and, inspired, began to sing.
“We’re coming home, we’re coming home
You know it’s now or never
No afterglow, this time I know
But I’m feeling kinda better!” He jumped.
“We’re coming home, we’re coming home
You know it’s now or never
This time I know, this time I know
That it’s going on forever!”
And the Master walked off, singing a song by the Rogue Traders and plotting doom and destruction for all.
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APPLICATION QUESTIONS
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1. Do you have any other characters in the Tower? Yes.
2. If you do, which ones? Gengar and Charlie
3. Have you read the rules and FAQ thoroughly? Yes.
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PERSONAL INTEREST QUESTIONS (OPTIONAL AND FOR KICKS)
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1. Is this your first time RPing? No.
2. If not, where have you RPed before? CW, here, Between Zones… and now Eway!
3. Who have you played before? A ton of characters, whom I have already listed. Now including The Doctor!
4. Who would you like to play in the future? I think there’s a four character limit, right? My fourth would almost definitely be Eggman or Rouge from Sonic.
5. Which came first: Fandom or Fanfiction? LLAMA!
6. What do you hope your character can get out of their stay in the Glass Tower?
A thorough appreciation for pop culture! :DDDDDDDDDD