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✢ The Player
Player Name: Mal
Age: 20
LJ: mustakrakish
AIM: drunkandblogging
E-mail: deanpants[at]gmail.com
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✢ The Character
Character Name: The Doctor
Fandom: Doctor Who
Canon Point: Just after 'The Wedding of River Song'.
Age: 908. ...Last time he checked, that's up for debate.
Appearance: [ picture ]
As has been crudely pointed out to him by-- well, himself, essentially, the Doctor could very easily open a tawdry quirk shop with all the tawdry quirks in existence he was in possession of. This, of course, meaning that the Doctor is very odd-looking upon first glance. A wrong glance could give one the image of a nerd, a scholar, or possibly a loose hipster??, but all of these are very obviously off, once you see the man in action. He's tall, around six feet, with swoopy brown hair and eyes that are a bit too ancient for his young body.
The Doctor regularly dresses in buttoned shirts, suspenders, rolled slacks, boots, a jacket with elbow patches, and, most importantly, a signature bowtie. Sometimes various awesome accessories make guest appearances.
Abilities / Powers: The Doctor is not only a Time Lord, he is the Time Lord - the last one alive, supposedly, after the Time War. Time Lords are an alien race, hailing from the planet Gallifrey. Consequentially, his physiology is very predominately human, save for his circulatory system requiring two hearts rather than one. Gallifreyans also have regenerative properties as aforementioned, though not very conventional - when he experiences any sort of mortal wounding, the heart of the TARDIS will literally rewrite every cell in his body. He'll live, but he'll be entirely revamped as a new person, not only physically but even with certain personality quirks and the like.
Normal Time Lords could only do this up to thirteen times. The Doctor has mentioned that he could have over 500 different faces if he so needed it (though jokingly so). This property won't even be utilized in HWD, but it's definitely worth mentioning.
Time Lords also have a large capacity for knowledge, lots and lots of knowledge, nine hundred years of history and things that the typical human mind couldn't handle. As a result, the Doctor is brilliant, very brilliant. He's easily able to think up complex schemes and fast ways out of situation without too long of a thought process at all, with little or no supplies to work with. He has a vast knowledge of gadgets and technology, easily able to utilize a number of alien machinery without previous prompting or instruction. He's adept with anything of the like, an expert engineer and hacker.
They seem to have some sort of low-level psychic property that allows them to transfer information into other people's minds, directly. Specifically, the Doctor has allowed someone to telepathically hear the mourning song of an alien race that she couldn't hear previously by simply touching his hands to her temples. He's also transferred a large amount of information about his past and his current mission into someone's head in one, large burst. A headbutt-y burst. It hurt a lot and he has done it once and probably never will again. Ever. Ever ever.
He's also been observed taking things OUT again. He wipes clean every memory of himself from Donna Noble's mind at one point, though the ability isn't foolproof - any triggering sights, people or things could restore the memories, easily.
The Doctor can also read obscenely fast. Like entire books in the span of five seconds. His pockets are bigger on the inside and he has a wealth of gadgets and snacks inside.
Inventory:
- One (1) space librarian outfit
- Bowtie enthusiastically included
- One (1) haircut
- One (1) sheet of psychic paper
- One (1) sonic screwdriver
But he is brilliant. His brilliance might be his shortcoming at some times, concentrating far too much on the little details than the picture at large, but he's a ridiculous breed of intelligent. His last-minute and innovative plans go down in infamy, and it's been on more than one occasion that someone has asked when he's going to pull the latest and most intricate one out of seemingly thin air and save everyone involved. He nearly invariably does, though a lot of the time, it's with aid from friends and companions. And if he can't, well. He never lets himself live it down.
The thing about the eleventh incarnation is that, despite his young appearance and despite how easy it is, at least ostensibly, to notice only his childlike flippancy and funny little quirks and mistake him for someone much younger, he is an old man. Very old, over 900 years, and when someone's been around as long as he has, saved as many people (and missed a fraction as much), collapsed WORLDS, it definitely begins to weigh on them.
Eleven has graduated from the childish avoidance that Ten adopted at the beginning of his regeneration and feels the full weight of everything he's done in the past. Even if it's rarely openly, he has a marked tendency to concentrate on his shortcomings and where he has failed rather than what bits in which he's succeeded. And it's not just little bits, like the details he does miss, or unknown variables in social interactions. It's furiously berating himself for not being able to save a life that was completely out of his grasp, or dwelling on letting a small handful of enemies escape after he's saved an entire planet. The Doctor is endlessly hard on himself, as he always has been, but he seems to subconsciously rag on himself for every little thing now; his strange quirks, his demeanor, his clothing.
Which isn't at all to say that the Doctor is totally defeated, because despite everything that has happened and despite how much worse for wear that he might be, he's still soldiering on, with no intentions of stopping. It's the benefit of his bringing his companions on all of his adventures: They keep him grounded, and they keep him optimistic. They see the universe through new eyes that he's too jaded to possess anymore, and it's those connections and friendships that keep him as young as possible, and feeling really and truly alive as he can. The Doctor is great, but he's only as good as the people who surround him.
He's childish, he's stubborn, he's rational to a fault (until the bits where he isn't), and he's got a ridiculous temper at some of the worst of times, but he's got a blatant earnestness about him that attracts and holds the attention of most of everyone. It's that entire web of complexity and oxymorons that makes him, without debate, the Doctor.
History: [ wiki ]
First Person Sample: [ journal ]
Third Person Sample: [ log ]
Other: I just wanted to make note here, I don't know if it's possible for him to have a working TARDIS. Perhaps one that's incidentally landlocked, but the time travel would be a little too brain-breaky unless it was for some sort of event or something.