The Doctor

Independent. Semi-Selective. RP Blog. Sixth Doctor From Classic Doctor Who.

[cxlxurbliind]

        ♠ - "This is a situation that requires tact and finesse."         ♠ - "Fortunately, I am blessed with both."

[cxlxurbliind]

       ♫ - I'm So Sorry That I've Been Gone. I Had This Massive Move. Then I Had To Actually Buy Internet. It's Been Hectic. But I'm Super Glad To Finally Be Back. I Missed Six And All Of You So Much.

[cxlxurbliind]

whomuses​:

“You won’t ever truly remember this encounter.” she commented, slowly, settling as if to stand properly in front of him, even if her feet pointed down and hovered an inch off the ground. It was hard to remember how to exist in the physical plane; she had been nothing but energy for so very long, now. The death particle, perhaps now a part of her more than anything else.

What is your name? How many times … she had been asked that. Her mind swirled into memory again, drifting in solar winds, and it took her a long time to draw back enough to remember that he was so fleeting, compared to her, and that she had to answer.

“Doctor.” she responded, and smiled, mouth and teeth aglow with that energy. “I am you. Far away, though. Oh, so much further than you can know.” she paused, thoughtful, “Twisted and ravaged. Everything inside so turned against me.” she held out a hand, palm up, and energy flooded from her palm, sliding back in swirling strips around her arm towards the mess at her chest. “I am you at your full … potential. Driven through agony and memory for longer… than can be imagined.”

       ♠ - His eyes never once seemed to leave her as she was closer to him. Inspecting every inch that he could. All the way down to her hovering feet. Everything about her was more fascinating to him than he ever imagined. A being so filled with, energy. Curious as to how she was even holding a form if you could see the energy in her eyes. The mouth of her smile. Everything about her almost completely made up of an energy he didn't quite understand yet. He was fascinated by her. Until she finally responded to his question. Finally, spoke what her name was to him. His eyes even widening for a moment. Taking what felt like eons to process the mild shock that this was.

       ♣ - "You're...me?"

       ♠ - The Doctor knew deep down, that she wasn't lying. The way that she looked, the way that she spoke. It was nothing short of how he would imagine himself in the future. Of course, he never imagined himself to be female. Yet, was proud of how far he had come in his future lifetimes. However many lifetimes that may be. The widened eyes seemed to go back to normal. For a moment, if you knew him well enough, if you looked deep into his eyes. You could see a somber look. A true look of sadness and pain. How could his future self become this? Why would she simple call it, potential?

       ♣ - "I cannot begin to imagine would you could be referring to madam. But I do not see how this could be any potential of any kind. Are you even a Time Lord anymore?"

[cxlxurbliind]

🙏 Do you think the mun would be able to survive in your world?; 👗 How is the mun’s fashion sense?; ☀ Does the mun listen to you while writing or not?; ❄ Did the mun ever force you to do something you didn’t want to do?; 💧 How often do you annoy the mun? And with what?; 🔥 How would you spend one day with the mun if you could?; ☀ Does the mun have other muses besides you? What is your opinion on them? ( hi, have these bc i think it's neat! and i think the second one is *particularly* funny. )

Send Me A Symbol For My Muse To Answer These Questions About The Mun.

       ♣ - "The Mun could only survive if she was actually with me. Though I suppose she has some of a scientific mind to her so she wouldn't be terrible company. But I can still see her dying."

       ♣ - "Her fashion sense? Horrid clearly. She doesn't know the slightest thing about fashion at all. And that's saying something when she has me around. As for listening to me while writing. Surprisingly she does do that a lot more than she used to. Use to go around never listening to a word I had to say! Which I can assure you is unwise. Though thankfully she doesn’t force me to do anything. Not like she can.”

       ♣ - "Annoying? Me? I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about. I'm an absolute delight to be around. Honestly she'd be more annoying to me. If I actually had to spend a day with her. I'd find some spa planet to drop her off. Technically it would mean I took her somewhere. Pick her later after doing much more important things with my time."

       ♣ - "She does actually. Quite a few too. Blogs of their own as well. Grell Sutcliff. Aziraphale. Crowley. Gabriel. Beelzebub. Collects them. That Aziraphale fellow isn't bad with his books. Gabriel gives me the creeps. Beelzebub is far too loud. Crowley is, I couldn't even begin to explain. And that Sutcliff? Kills people. Safe to say I do not like them one bit."

[cxlxurbliind]

💛🌿🌱 Thank you for making the world a more beautiful and bright place! 💛🌿🌱 Send this to people who you think deserve a sweet and kind message in their inbox.

         ♫ - I Don't Know Who You Are But I Love You Now.

[roleplaymemeworld]

𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 & 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 🇹​🇴​ 🇨​🇱​🇦​🇷​🇮​🇫​🇾​﹕ 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇲​🇺​🇸​🇪​ 🇼​🇭​🇴​ 🇸​🇪​🇳​🇩​🇸​ 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇲​🇪​🇲​🇪​﹐ 🇮​🇸​ 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇴​🇳​🇪​ 🇦​🇨​🇹​🇮​🇳​🇬​. 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇴​🇳​🇪​ 🇷​🇪​🇨​🇪​🇮​🇻​🇮​🇳​🇬​ 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇲​🇪​🇲​🇪​﹐ 🇮​🇸​ 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇴​🇳​🇪​ 🇼​🇭​🇴​ 🇭​🇦​🇸​ 🇹​🇴​ 🇷​🇪​🇦​🇨​🇹​

[ 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 ] My muse gently touches a bruise on your muse’s body [ 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ] My muse brushes a strand of hair behind your muse’s ear [ 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇 ] My muse tries to make yours laugh when they are sad [ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐓𝐇 ] My muse wraps yours in a warm blanket [ 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐏 ] My muse boops your muse’s nose [ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄 ] My muse laces their fingers with yours [ 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍 ] My muse cuddles up in bed to yours [ 𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃 ] My muse sits by your muse’s bedside while they are sick/hurt [ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] My muse takes your muse’s hand and slow dances with them without music playing [ 𝐖𝐄𝐓 ] My muse helps yours out of soaking wet clothes [ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 ] My muse gently runs a hand over your muse’s back/arm [ 𝐇𝐔𝐆 ] My muse hugs yours tightly after not having seen them for a while [ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃 ] My muse steps protectively in front of yours [ 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 ] My muse holds yours while they cry

[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

Reblog this if your muse has a nice butt.

[arpmemething]

Action packed adventure starter sentences!

Let’s go on an adventure!

I think we might be lost.

Want to explore a cave?

We should go visit the desert!

Lets go on vacation!

Did you bring a gun?

I wish you would have brought the map.

Who knew the ocean was this big?

Where are we again?

Is that a pirate ship?

I think we might be half way up the mountain

We should explore that temple

Japan sounds like a great place for an adventure!

Is that a space ship?

How many trees do you think this forest has?

Get out your sword!

I think we might be trapped.

You could try hacking that computer system.

Maybe we’ll find a dragon.

You do realize that swinging from vines isn’t actually that easy, right?

We should start a campfire

This mountain is huge

[cxlxurbliind]

whomuses​:

“Doctor…” she whispered. She moved, towards him, the whole world feeling like it shifted around her, a cloak of regeneration energy - healing but deadly. It took a little effort, to draw it back tight. Her skin carried swirls within it, like stardust drifting, the light in her eyes dimming only slightly, hair held as if in static fields. She considered him like one might consider an ant with a leaf, fascination but abstract, distant.

Her voice still cracked in a throat that had burnt and blistered and popped so many times that it barely felt like hers any more. But here he was. Talking to her. As if she was … a person. And fascination, in this damaged and reshaped form, was dangerous. Some far away part knew that to touch him would be to hurt him, even if he was like her. No - he was her.

“So long ago, so far away,” she whispered, slowly, mind flickering through a half-thousand memories in a blink, remembering how it had felt to wear his shape. Part of her longed to reach out, to touch his face, but - she held back. “You cannot imagine the distance between us.”

       ♠ - Having one's own named repeated back to you so quietly and yet, so loudly, was not exactly what he had imagined to occur. The ever growing feeling of familiarity only seemed to increase as he got a better look at her face. Seeing the swirls marked within the skin. His eyes had squinted, yet not out of warning or, whatever else one might squint at another for. No, this time it seemed out of pure curiosity. Filled with the wonder of why could this person seem, almost. Like a relative. It had to be something more than that.

       ♠ - Then she spoke, about a time long ago. About something being so far away from her. He began to wonder even more, just what could she be talking about? Clearly when speaking of the distance between them. She did not mean the physical distance, he had his doubts that she could. But there was no way someone with this much, radiant force inside and around them could only be talking about the space capacity between them. No, this was more, so much more.

       ♠ - The Doctor was a clever man, always had been a clever man. Of course, there were times in which he needed a push. Something to show him that even the most obvious of answers was, well. Quite literally standing right in front of him.

       ♣ - "Do you know me? Actually, lots of species seem to have that affect. Tell me, what is your name?"

[cxlxurbliind]

whomuses​:

@cxlxurbliind wants some consumed!13

It was getting harder and harder; recognising her past selves. Recognising people that she knew, once. People who were important. Inside her mind, trapped in a vortex of pain and blinding light, she had sunk more and more into the depths of what she was. Immortal, functionally - burning in the sky in an ever growing loop of light, heat and power. Some had tried to scoop her for fuel, once or twice, only for the energy to rip their scoops apart.

She had hung there, without oxygen, the death particle attempting to ravage her body, in the spot where her planet once was, nothing more than debris now. And perhaps that was how he had found her, there. How she had come to be here… she couldn’t say. Her mind drifted like solar winds, floating freely, so very hard to see the people below her as anything other than … insignificant.

But he, in his bright colours and dauntless demeanor, oh … she blinked languidly, energ yglittering on her skin, eyes glowing from within. Something about him was… important.

“Who are yoU?” she whispered, voice ragged from no use and misuse.

       ♠ - The Doctor had been sent on a mission. Well, not exactly sent, not as much as he knew he was there for his own personal curiosity. He always had a knack for being curious about the strangest of things. Let alone wondering why so many people had wanted to take the energy of this one. Well. Wouldn't call them anything other than what they were. Holding tightly onto something that had been absorbed who knows how long ago by now.

       ♠ - Upon seeing who it was, he squinted his eyes for a moment. The trouble of running into other versions of yourself, is never always being able to tell that it was you standing in front of you. Or, sort of floating in this instance. When she spoke, he returned his eyes back to normal. Realizing that perhaps taking the time to stand his ground and get to know whoever it was that was in front of him was a far better idea than trying to figure out why they seemed so familiar. The ragged voice catching him almost completely off guard. He had strangely expected something softer to come from her. Though he supposed he had no right to question the other.

       ♠ - He cleared his throat, grasping the lapels of his multi-colored coat. Nodding his head to make himself away that he was going to speak calmly towards the other. He had felt that calm and respect was the best way to go about this. So that was exactly what he was going to do.

       ♣ - "Hello. I'm The Doctor. You can trust me, I've not come to cause you any harm or do anything of the foul sort."

[cxlxurbliind]

       ♫ - So I'm Not Dead. Had A Lot Going On But I'm Back. I Have Like Three Really Old Drafts That I Plan To Continue But. No Idea If Anyone Will Reply To Those But It's Always Worth A Shot.

[fancied-another-meme]

↖Slow as fuck with replies but does it anyway.. eventually..

[cxlxurbliind]

Guess Who After 8 Years Finally Got Themselves A New Laptop? Meaning They Can RP With Everyone Again? This Music Did.

[cxlxurbliind]

hi there. have you considered getting plane tickets for you and your father to go home? is that an option, or do you need a car?

Unfortunately we do need a car. A friend of mine is willing to drive me. We need the car for my dog and for cats that are my roommates. Now any funds is being used to make sure we have food and gas money when I get there. As well as animal food for the animals for the trip.

I want to thank everyone that's donated, and shared it around. Soon we'll be leaving and going back. The donations are very helpful for the trip as it's going to be a long drive. So sorry it's taken me so long to respond. I've had a busy day running around trying to get things right.

[musicredangel]

Help Getting Home, organized by Catarina Gutierrez

My mother has kicked me and my father out. We're staying at a hotel till Sunday January 3rd 2020.… Catarina Gutierrez needs your support for

It demanded an image so I just chose a random one on my phone. Please even sharing would help. Sorru about my real name

[cxlxurbliind]

Hey Guys. I Felt An Explanation Was In Order. I'm Not Going Inactive Or On Hiatus. All Posts Are Mainly On My Personal At @musicredangel . A Lot Of Personal Things Have Happened. This Includes I Started This Trip Going Back To Utah To Visit Family For Christmas.

Well, Things Got Out Of Hand. Since I can't Figure Out Who To Do A Read More On Mobile. I Won't Go Into All The Detail. However, I Am Debating Making A Go Fund Me Of Sorts? I And My Father Have Been Kicked Out. Barely Any Money. And No Way Back To My Home And Laptop In Jersey.

My Replies Are Drafted, But I Cannot Reply Until I Figure Out A Way Back To My Home. I Apologize For The Inconvenience.

[dazaismemes]

Muse talking about the mun

Send me a symbol for my muse to answer these questions about the mun! 

👀 Do the mun and you get along? 

✌ Is there anything you dislike about the mun? 

👋 Do you and the mun agree on something? 

✍ Has the mun some special talents beside writing? 

🙏 Do you think the mun would be able to survive in your world? 

✨ Does the mun read fanfictions and if yes, what is your opinion on them?

🎉 Does the mun likes to go to parties or not? 

🎁 Is the mun good at taking compliments or not? 

🎀  What does the mun have for a music taste? Do you like it? 

🎨 What are the mun’s hobbies? 

👗 How is the mun’s fashion sense? 

✂ Did the mun ever do something to make you jealous? 

⏳ How much time does the mun spend on your blog? 

🍨 What is the mun’s favorite ice cream flavour? 

🍪 Does the mun like sweets? 

🍓 What is something you and the mun disagree on? 

🍀 What is your opinion on the layout of the blog the mun did for you? 

⭐ Is there any genres the mun enjoys writing but you don’t enjoy being part of? 

🌟 Is there any genres the mun doesn’t enjoy writing but you enjoy being part of? 

☀ Does the mun listen to you while writing or not? 

🌙 Does the mun stay up long or goes to bed early? 

⚡ What is the mun’s favorite weather? 

❄ Did the mun ever forced you to do something you didn’t want to do? 

💧 How often do you annoy the mun? And with what? 

🔥 How would you spend one day with the mun if you could? 

☀ Does the mun have other muses beside you? What is your opinion on them?