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|| Player Information ||
Name: PG
Personal Journal: quantumvelvet
Time zone: EST/EDT
Contact: E-mail: aoibhail [at] gmail [dot] com, AIM: quasiintuitive
Current Characters: leaporfall, ofunquietwater, inforapound
|| Character Information ||
Fandom: Doctor Who
Name: Rory Williams
Canon Point: Immediately following 'A Good Man Goes to War'.
Is this character dead? Nope.
History: Rory and Auton Rory
Personality: Rory is steady, reliable. He is the sort of person who looks after the details, makes sure everyone is taken care of, and remembers the necessities even while caught up in a grand, sweeping adventure. He generally presents as amiable and fairly easy-going, if with a streak of dry humour that skews towards the sharp side when he's annoyed. He is usually content to follow the whims of his more dynamic companions, and while he has developed a taste for adventure during his travels with the Doctor - he was very much an active part of the decision to leave in the TARDIS again after his and Amy's wedding, in contrast to the manner in which he'd initially been dragged along - he is rarely the instigator.
This does not, however, mean he's a pushover - he has a stubborn streak, though it's often necessary to scratch the surface in order to see it. He is unlikely to argue for argument's sake, but when he does have a solid opinion on something, he holds his ground. When necessary, he is perfectly willing to go against someone he generally likes, trusts, or respects in the service of his convictions. While this ability to hold his ground and take initiative has become more obvious as he's grown into himself and gained confidence, it has been present from the first - his reaction to being put on forced vacation because he 'hallucinated' coma patients walking around Leadworth was to go out and get photographic proof, after all, and he has always been willing to call the Doctor on the danger he puts others in. This stubbornness shifts towards sheer implacability when he has a goal, especially when someone he loves is involved.
In keeping with that stubborn streak, Rory is capable of incredible devotion. This is most evident when one examines his relationship with his wife, Amy. He is absolutely dedicated to her, and threatening her is the surest way to earn his enmity - he will go to the ends of the universe (and literally has) to protect her, and heaven help anything that stands in his way. Though Amy (and likely River Song, now that he's learned she's his daughter) is chief in his heart, he is exceedingly loyal to anyone he's friends with - he treats the Doctor, for example, like family despite their early clashes, and seems to trust him in spite of the risks.
At his core, Rory is a good person. He is compassionate, and will usually act to aid or protect those around him. In a crisis situation, he is often the one most concerned with seeing to the safety of civilians, tending the wounded, or comforting those he can't otherwise help. He is entirely willing to put his own safety at risk to help others - he has, in fact, died once taking a shot meant for the Doctor. (He got better.) His empathy can serve as something of a weakness; it has been used to manipulate him in the past, and could well be used in such a fashion again as he has a hard time not reacting when someone else is in danger.
Despite his good qualities, Rory occasionally comes over insecure, usually when he feels he's being measured against the Doctor. This makes him prone to occasional fits of brooding, though the petulance he once displayed has grown scarce as he's matured and gained confidence. Oddly enough, despite this insecurity, he's prone to downplaying his own activities to reinforce his facade of normalcy - when asked how he'd spent his two-thousand-year vigil, he said only that he'd been unsuccessful at avoiding trouble, and he tried to lie about and then downplay the fact that he still retained his memories from that time after the universe was reset.
Skills | Powers: Rory is a nurse, and has experience with treating trauma patients; this, coupled with a decent bedside manner, makes him fairly proficient in dealing with wounded, including wounded non-humans.
Rory also has roughly two thousand years of memories as a warrior. He is proficient with both a gladius and a gun, to the point of being able to hold his own in a fight in which several career soldiers died, and has shown a fair grasp of tactics. Since he remembers being a Roman Centurion, it is certain that he can speak Latin. While he is able to keep those memories at bay - he refers to it as having a door in his head - he has drawn on them in times of crisis, and given how long it is implied that he stayed in Centurion mode while helping the Doctor gather an army to go after Amy, just how well that "door" will function now is unclear; it is likely that he will face some difficulty fully reconciling those memories.
He has some mechanical aptitude, since the Doctor allowed him to help with TARDIS maintenance - just keep him away from any combination of glass floor and Amy Pond while he's engaged in anything mechanical.
First Person Sample: [The feed starts audio-only, picking up mid-sentence as though accidentally activated.]
...Demon's Run.
[There is a pause, and a curse, and the sound of footsteps on stone. After a moment, there is a mutter, closer:]
Recording?
[Another moment, and the transmission switches to video, showing a young man dressed in what appears to be the armour of a Roman Centurion, grim-faced.]
I'm not sure who you are, listening to this. I'm not really interested in knowing. I've only got two questions: where am I, and where is my wife?
Third Person Sample: Five days, so far. Five days spent in a massive cavern city that everyone he'd managed to speak to, bar none, had insisted was, in fact, the Greek Underworld of myth. Had he been in a more accepting mood, Rory might have admitted it was almost fitting; the Romans whose garb he'd been wearing, whose memories he carried, had borrowed so very heavily from Greek tradition, after all. Never mind that he'd died before becoming Roman, not after, and the timeline had been erased but for the memories of one small band of time travellers. One legend deserved another.
And he was not exactly a stranger to life-or-death situations, although anything calling itself a literal god was a new one on him. Not, he was sure, for the Doctor. It was maddening sometimes, just how much the Doctor knew, and how much delight he took in enlightening anyone who would listen and half the people who wouldn't. But right now - right now, the Doctor's expertise would come in handy, and the only thing that kept Rory from wishing he was there was the knowledge that wherever he actually was, he was looking for Melody.
For River. That still threw him, the thought of that enigmatic woman being a future incarnation of the child he and Amy hadn't had a chance to know.
While he was torn between wanting the Doctor there and wanting him anywhere but, that didn't have anything to do with his current occupation, which was, as it had been for each of the five days previous, spending several hours near the dock he'd been deposited on with nothing but the possessions he'd had on him, a strange variant on an iPad, and not a single clue where he was or why. (The why, at least, was still fuzzy.) He had looked for other things to do with himself - or had, at least, begun exploring the city and a library that made the TARDIS seem reasonably navigable - but each day, his path eventually brought him back towards the dock, almost without thinking. With no way to contact Amy, to find out where she was or if she was all right - though he was sure River would look after her, inasmuch as Amy needed looking after - he could do little but wait.
He wasn't sure he wanted her anywhere near this place, either, but if she arrived, he would be there. He would always be there. It was the one certainty he had. For the moment, it was enough.
Name: PG
Personal Journal: quantumvelvet
Time zone: EST/EDT
Contact: E-mail: aoibhail [at] gmail [dot] com, AIM: quasiintuitive
Current Characters: leaporfall, ofunquietwater, inforapound
|| Character Information ||
Fandom: Doctor Who
Name: Rory Williams
Canon Point: Immediately following 'A Good Man Goes to War'.
Is this character dead? Nope.
History: Rory and Auton Rory
Personality: Rory is steady, reliable. He is the sort of person who looks after the details, makes sure everyone is taken care of, and remembers the necessities even while caught up in a grand, sweeping adventure. He generally presents as amiable and fairly easy-going, if with a streak of dry humour that skews towards the sharp side when he's annoyed. He is usually content to follow the whims of his more dynamic companions, and while he has developed a taste for adventure during his travels with the Doctor - he was very much an active part of the decision to leave in the TARDIS again after his and Amy's wedding, in contrast to the manner in which he'd initially been dragged along - he is rarely the instigator.
This does not, however, mean he's a pushover - he has a stubborn streak, though it's often necessary to scratch the surface in order to see it. He is unlikely to argue for argument's sake, but when he does have a solid opinion on something, he holds his ground. When necessary, he is perfectly willing to go against someone he generally likes, trusts, or respects in the service of his convictions. While this ability to hold his ground and take initiative has become more obvious as he's grown into himself and gained confidence, it has been present from the first - his reaction to being put on forced vacation because he 'hallucinated' coma patients walking around Leadworth was to go out and get photographic proof, after all, and he has always been willing to call the Doctor on the danger he puts others in. This stubbornness shifts towards sheer implacability when he has a goal, especially when someone he loves is involved.
In keeping with that stubborn streak, Rory is capable of incredible devotion. This is most evident when one examines his relationship with his wife, Amy. He is absolutely dedicated to her, and threatening her is the surest way to earn his enmity - he will go to the ends of the universe (and literally has) to protect her, and heaven help anything that stands in his way. Though Amy (and likely River Song, now that he's learned she's his daughter) is chief in his heart, he is exceedingly loyal to anyone he's friends with - he treats the Doctor, for example, like family despite their early clashes, and seems to trust him in spite of the risks.
At his core, Rory is a good person. He is compassionate, and will usually act to aid or protect those around him. In a crisis situation, he is often the one most concerned with seeing to the safety of civilians, tending the wounded, or comforting those he can't otherwise help. He is entirely willing to put his own safety at risk to help others - he has, in fact, died once taking a shot meant for the Doctor. (He got better.) His empathy can serve as something of a weakness; it has been used to manipulate him in the past, and could well be used in such a fashion again as he has a hard time not reacting when someone else is in danger.
Despite his good qualities, Rory occasionally comes over insecure, usually when he feels he's being measured against the Doctor. This makes him prone to occasional fits of brooding, though the petulance he once displayed has grown scarce as he's matured and gained confidence. Oddly enough, despite this insecurity, he's prone to downplaying his own activities to reinforce his facade of normalcy - when asked how he'd spent his two-thousand-year vigil, he said only that he'd been unsuccessful at avoiding trouble, and he tried to lie about and then downplay the fact that he still retained his memories from that time after the universe was reset.
Skills | Powers: Rory is a nurse, and has experience with treating trauma patients; this, coupled with a decent bedside manner, makes him fairly proficient in dealing with wounded, including wounded non-humans.
Rory also has roughly two thousand years of memories as a warrior. He is proficient with both a gladius and a gun, to the point of being able to hold his own in a fight in which several career soldiers died, and has shown a fair grasp of tactics. Since he remembers being a Roman Centurion, it is certain that he can speak Latin. While he is able to keep those memories at bay - he refers to it as having a door in his head - he has drawn on them in times of crisis, and given how long it is implied that he stayed in Centurion mode while helping the Doctor gather an army to go after Amy, just how well that "door" will function now is unclear; it is likely that he will face some difficulty fully reconciling those memories.
He has some mechanical aptitude, since the Doctor allowed him to help with TARDIS maintenance - just keep him away from any combination of glass floor and Amy Pond while he's engaged in anything mechanical.
First Person Sample: [The feed starts audio-only, picking up mid-sentence as though accidentally activated.]
...Demon's Run.
[There is a pause, and a curse, and the sound of footsteps on stone. After a moment, there is a mutter, closer:]
Recording?
[Another moment, and the transmission switches to video, showing a young man dressed in what appears to be the armour of a Roman Centurion, grim-faced.]
I'm not sure who you are, listening to this. I'm not really interested in knowing. I've only got two questions: where am I, and where is my wife?
Third Person Sample: Five days, so far. Five days spent in a massive cavern city that everyone he'd managed to speak to, bar none, had insisted was, in fact, the Greek Underworld of myth. Had he been in a more accepting mood, Rory might have admitted it was almost fitting; the Romans whose garb he'd been wearing, whose memories he carried, had borrowed so very heavily from Greek tradition, after all. Never mind that he'd died before becoming Roman, not after, and the timeline had been erased but for the memories of one small band of time travellers. One legend deserved another.
And he was not exactly a stranger to life-or-death situations, although anything calling itself a literal god was a new one on him. Not, he was sure, for the Doctor. It was maddening sometimes, just how much the Doctor knew, and how much delight he took in enlightening anyone who would listen and half the people who wouldn't. But right now - right now, the Doctor's expertise would come in handy, and the only thing that kept Rory from wishing he was there was the knowledge that wherever he actually was, he was looking for Melody.
For River. That still threw him, the thought of that enigmatic woman being a future incarnation of the child he and Amy hadn't had a chance to know.
While he was torn between wanting the Doctor there and wanting him anywhere but, that didn't have anything to do with his current occupation, which was, as it had been for each of the five days previous, spending several hours near the dock he'd been deposited on with nothing but the possessions he'd had on him, a strange variant on an iPad, and not a single clue where he was or why. (The why, at least, was still fuzzy.) He had looked for other things to do with himself - or had, at least, begun exploring the city and a library that made the TARDIS seem reasonably navigable - but each day, his path eventually brought him back towards the dock, almost without thinking. With no way to contact Amy, to find out where she was or if she was all right - though he was sure River would look after her, inasmuch as Amy needed looking after - he could do little but wait.
He wasn't sure he wanted her anywhere near this place, either, but if she arrived, he would be there. He would always be there. It was the one certainty he had. For the moment, it was enough.