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Out of Character Information
player name: Heather
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playing here: Altaïr (bladedeagle)
where did you find us? A post on dear_mun.
are you 16 years of age or older?: Yes!
In Character Information
character name: The Doctor (10)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Timeline: At the end of season 4, after taking Donna's memory.
character's age: Over 900 years old.
powers, skills, pets and equipment:
powers; The Doctor is a Time Lord. As such, when traveling through time (with the help of the TARDIS), he can see what is in place in time and what is out of place - what is correct and what needs to be corrected. He also has the ability to die and be regenerated into a different body (which isn't relevant in this setting, but should be mentioned, regardless.) The Doctor is ridiculously familiar with technology from all time periods and very skilled with computers and other technology systems. He also has two hearts, allowing him to stay alive even when one stops beating, and a "respiratory bypass system" that allows him to live for a time without breathing air.
Also, the pockets of his clothes use Time Lord technology - they're "bigger on the inside".
skills; The Doctor is extremely intelligent and well-read. He's a quick-thinker, good at coming up with plans and cover stories on the fly when necessary.
pets; None.
equipment; Besides the TARDIS (discussed in the "anything else" section below), the Doctor will be bringing his clothes (a brown suit with blue pinstripes, a button-up, and a fancy tie; a pair of off-white Converse; and a brown overcoat), his Sonic Screwdriver, a pair of rectangular framed glasses, a useless cell phone given to him by Martha Jones, and a set of keys to the TARDIS.
canon history: HERE is the article for the Doctor. You'll want to start here, with the article for the Doctor's tenth incarnation. The rest is nice to have, but not necessarily 100% relevant for this Doctor. Every time the Doctor regenerates, he considers it "dying", although he does retain the memories of his previous "lives". It's complicated.
personality: For a man who has lived for nearly 1,000 years, traveling through space and time and seeing so many wonderful (and terrible) things, the Doctor is wildly enthusiastic, optimistic, and eager. Everything he sees, even if familiar, is usually enough to interest him, and when he runs across something new and different, he is nearly always beside himself with excitement, even if the situation is bad, even if only for a moment. Because of his tendency to be too over-excited about things in situations where most would find that uncalled for, he can put people off, although even this does very little to deter him. He is blessed with nearly unending amounts of energy, which often makes him jumpy and somewhat manic. For the most part, he is a ball of pure energy, taking joy in nearly everything. He is exceptionally smart, having immense amounts of scientific knowledge and a fondness for twentieth/twenty-first century pop culture, to which he makes occasional references.
Although he is usually quite friendly and easy to get along with, he can take a complete 180 degree turn in personality when he, his friends, or what he considers a good person or good species is threatened. In these situations, the Doctor becomes angry and even vengeful against the person doing the threatening, able to strike out and sometimes act without mercy. After 900 years and all the things the Doctor has done and seen, his childish ability to easily "forget and forgive" is practically gone, and now that he has fully realized that he is the last of the Time Lords and the sole person in the galaxy who can make the rules of time and what can and cannot be done, he can be almost arrogant and egotistic, although not nearly on the same level as the Master. Contradicting this, however, is his treatment of the Master - regardless of their illustrious past and the bad things the Master has done, the Doctor will continuously give him every opportunity to redeem himself, even telling him "I forgive you" when it's the last thing the Master wants to hear. Perhaps the exception is that the Master and the Doctor have a history, and that, somewhere inside him, the Doctor craves not being the last of the Time Lords. Regardless, the Master is the exception that proves the rule, and the Doctor is not so lenient to others, even to humans, for which he has a great and documented fondness.
Part of his arrogance drives his determination - he's frequently frustrated and upset when he's unable to help people, even once going so far as to lash out and cry, "I can do anything!" when he was unable to prevent the death of his one-time companion, Astrid. Arguably, these darker parts of the Doctor have come out because he has been traveling without a companion for some time - he was never quite as bright or outgoing after losing Rose in an alternate reality, and having to erase Donna's memories due to the Meta-Crisis has significantly darkened his outlook on life and increased his egotism. According to the Doctor, losing Rose wasn't all bad, though - the Doctor himself believed she helped him to overcome much of his anger and need for vengeance, helping him to become a better man. He still has a bit of an ego, often expecting that merely introducing himself to people will carry weight, inspiring intimidation or admiration. Unfortunately, he's usually a little put-out when the response to his enthusiastic "I'm the Doctor!" is a confused look and a "Doctor Who?" He has called himself the "winner" of his race, following the Last Great Time War that wiped out the Time Lord race, going so far as to say that the Laws of Time which all Time Lords must follow would bend to his will now. "For a long time now," he told someone, "I thought I was just a survivor, but I'm not. I'm the winner. The Time Lord, victorious." Whether or not this was purely a way for the Doctor to cope with his undeniable survivor's guilt over being the only remaining soul from the Last Great Time War could be argued either way, although I certainly think that's a large contributing factor.
Although I have mentioned his quick temper and merciless nature when provoked, one thing the Doctor will never do is take up a weapon against an enemy - he seems to have a particular aversion to guns, although he doesn't seem to mind if other people use them ("You humans and your (insert thing here)!"). He certainly isn't without blood on his hands, but he prefers to find creative ways to put an end to his enemies, often by catching them in a deadly slip-up of their own design or a series of very well-timed coincidences. Before taking drastic action against his enemies, he will nearly always offer them a compromise or another solution (he will frequently tell an invading species that he will take them and find them a new world of their own to inhabit), only finally attacking when the compromise is refused. The Doctor is hardly helpless, however - he makes ready use of his defensive weapons, including his sonic screwdriver. He does not hesitate to find a way to stop those who are putting others in danger, and even killing those who need to die according to the course of history (the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius in Pompeii, for example, was his doing).
In short, the Doctor is a good, friendly, enthusiastic and energetic man who is faithful and loyal until he is provoked. He will protect those who need protecting and correct when he deems is wrongdoing. He never accepts defeat, and will use his smarts and wit to put an end to an enemy before he will ever consider picking up a weapon. Also, he's a fan of Harry Potter, which is kind of amusing, all things considered. He also enjoys bananas, "little shops", and the word "brilliant".
why do you feel this character would be appropriate to the setting? Other than being quite of age, the Doctor has seen plenty of horrific things in his time (including an entire war between his people and the Daleks). He's more than suited for a horror setting.
Writing Samples
Network Post Sample: [video]
[The video starts with a finger poking against the Forge's lens and scraping against it. Obviously, the user isn't accustomed to this device.]
Hm… this is interesting, isn't it…
[The device suddenly pulls back, showing the user's entire face - it's handsome, in a funny sort of way, and at the moment, the man's expression is twisted into curiosity and interest, his eyebrows high on his forehead and mouth slightly agape. Suddenly, his voice gets a lot louder.]
Hello! [He waves, jovially, smiling.] Can anybody hear me? [He lowers his voice again, frowning.] Hmm… it's clearly broadcasting somewhere, although where is anyone's guess… seems as if it's using a transcendental short-wave circuit in order to bypass the main… [He mutters to himself a moment longer, his voice too quiet to hear before suddenly getting loud again, addressing the camera.]
Well! If anyone can hear me, there must be a way to respond! Try it for me!
Third Person Sample: The Doctor didn't sleep often.
It was part of being a Time Lord - they just didn't need to sleep like humans did. When he'd first gotten to know them, he'd marveled at the things humans did - the need to sleep, almost eight hours a day; the way they were so ignorant of the universe around them; the fact that they only had one fragile little life. Beginning to travel with humans was even more eye-opening for him (when he'd been much younger than he was now) - they would fatigue easily, and when they slept, there was little the Doctor could do but wait for them to wake again to continue their tour of the galaxy.
In the beginning, Rose had tried to hardly sleep at all. Her first taste of travel had made her hungry for more, and sleeping would only be wasting time - which humans had in finite amounts, the Doctor had to remind himself. For him, it was like time would never end, a perfect circle that continued in on itself into eternity just as they'd always taught him in school. She'd try to make herself stay awake, but eventually, the Doctor would remind her of the bedrooms in the TARDIS and gently chide her to bed. Martha and Donna had been a little more reasonable, really - Martha would usually stare at him glassy-eyed through a long-winded ramble before nodding and saying, "Uh huh. Right. Well, I'm turning in now", and Donna was usually a bit more forceful, a sort of "You do what you want, Doctor, but I'm going to bed". With all the time he spent around humans, the Doctor usually tried to sleep more often, but usually, he would end up lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, listening to the hum of the TARDIS and letting his mind wander like he was right now.
Even now, he was never really certain when he was actually tired and when he was just trying to convince himself he was.
After nearly an hour of quiet thought, he'd managed to drift off. He was dreaming - about Rose, about his companions, a strange and disjointed dream that was little more than a bizarre montage of memories and out-of-focus pictures drifting through his head. Suddenly, an ill-timed alarm sounded through the TARDIS warning of an oncoming collision. The sound jolted him awake, and he bolted up in bed, initially confused by the alarm and then, once he realized what was happening, surprised it was going off at all. He sprinted down towards the main room in his pajamas and bare feet, rushing to the controls and beginning to manipulate them, searching for the answer to his problem.
"Oh, no," he cried, dismayed. "You were on auto-pilot, remember? I coded that myself, I'll have you know!" He flipped a switch with one hand, expertly lifting a leg to hit a button across the way with his foot as he did so. The TARDIS was spinning out of control, and the monitor kept flashing. He was so half-awake he was having a hard time bringing himself back into the real world to deal with this. If only he had some help...
His mouth was open and he'd already called for Donna to hit the switch on the other side before his mind caught up and he'd realized what he'd said. His face flushed and with only a second's hesitation he practically dove across the controls to hit it himself, throwing it to the side. The alarm suddenly cut out as the TARDIS took a mighty lurch, throwing the Doctor to the floor before settling back into a smooth, quiet cruise.
The Doctor let out a sigh, running a hand through his hair. Now that he was fully awake, it was hard for him to believe that, caught up in the moment, he'd made that mistake. He'd gotten so used to having a companion that it was almost as if he didn't know how to operate (himself, the TARDIS, anything) without one.
Traveling alone. It was the best option. That way, he couldn't hurt anybody - and nobody could hurt him.
"Oh, come off it," he told himself, trying his best to inject a teasing sort of annoyance into his tone, "you're not alone! You've got the TARDIS! Isn't that right?" He slapped a hand down on the floor, leaned back against the control panel, and exhaled, closing his eyes.
Right. Of course it was. He was always right.
Anything else? Since the Doctor has the ability to travel to different places by use of the TARDIS, I'd like to say that he's traveled to this world due to a malfunction with the TARDIS bringing him here. We can say that the TARDIS is here but completely dead power-wise and therefore unable to do much of anything, if that's alright?