idk what i'm doing

Multi-fandom (mostly just Doctor Who) rp sideblog | URL is a lyric from Deploy by Jack Stauber

[deploy-the-fantasy]

So I decided to make an rp blog on a whim....I miss RPing, I haven't done it regularly for a couple years lol

Admin info

- Call me Blue or Reginald! Or Reggie or Reg or whatever the hell ya want tbh

- I'm 18+

- My main is @thirteens-pocket-watch so likes and follows will be from that blog

- I'm autistic so any characters I RP as tend to end up autistic coded whether I intend to or not

Blog info

- No NSFW stuff

- I love angst but ask if you want to go really dark

- OC friendly

- Ships are welcome, just ask if you want to do a ship

- Asks, DM and reblog interactions all welcome

- I tag spoilers until a piece of media has been available on streaming for a week

- Feel free to give me a little reminder if I haven't replied to you for a while. I'm not ignoring you, I just have ADHD

- If you don't specify a character on a prompt, I am gonna choose who I want

- I don't have any expectations for how often anyone else should reply, as I have a tendency to disappear for prolonged periods of time

- I welcome fandom crossovers, I think they're neat. Even if I've never heard of your fandom!

- Sometimes my rp starters will ask for a specific character but like. I can't stop you from replying with whoever and there's a chance I'll still reply for whatever reason. Maybe I like the vibe of the reply. Maybe I rlly badly wanna play that character. Maybe I just admire that you had the balls to look at a starter aimed at a specific character and go "Nah, I wanna reply with this guy instead"

Characters

(This list will be updated over time. I have made playlists for some characters and links are provided as they may help convey my characterisation of them)

Whoniverse

- Dhawan!Master/Spymaster (Canon character)

[Playlist]

- Fifteenth Doctor (Canon character)

[Playlist]

- Fourteenth Doctor (Canon character)

[Playlist]

- Ianto Jones (Canon character)

[Playlist]

- Reginald Pye (Canon character)

[Playlist]

- Rogue (Canon character)

[Playlist]

- Simm!Master/Saxon Master (Canon character)

- Thirteenth Doctor (Canon character)

[Playlist]

DC

- David Corenswet!Superman (Canon character)

[deploy-the-fantasy]

If I see one more character roleplay AI ad, I'm gonna start killing

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I really should acknowledge this blog's existence again

[firemind411]

“Take It Easy” Caretaker Vibes 🫂

1. “You’re done. You hear me? You did enough.”

2. “Hey—stop. You don’t have to prove anything right now.”

3. “Breathe. Just… breathe, okay? That’s all you need to do.”

4. “You’re shaking. Sit down before you fall down.”

5. “Don’t make me hold you down just to make you rest.”

6. “You don’t have to keep fighting, kid. It’s over.”

7. “Look at me. You’re safe. That’s it—just stay here.”

8. “You’re allowed to fall apart now.”

9. “Hey, hero—nobody’s watching. You can stop pretending you’re fine.”

10. “I know you want to move. I’m telling you—don’t. Let your body calm down.”

11. “You’ve been through hell. Let it process, go slow.”

12. “If you stand up again, I swear I’ll knock you back down myself.” (half-joking, half-terrified)

13. “You don’t have to burn yourself out to prove you’re still alive.”

14. “You’re not weak. You’re wrecked. There’s a difference.”

15. “Just let me carry it for a minute, yeah?”

16. “I’ve got you. That’s not negotiable.”

17. “It’s over. You survived. Just breathe... That’s the only thing you need to do now.”

18. “You’re bleeding through the tough act, sweetheart.”

19. “You don’t have to talk. Just stay breathe.”

20. “Rest. That’s an order.”

[deploy-the-fantasy]

Me when I can't have rp threads with the only currently active Lux muse I've seen on this site

[bitofanexile]

starter for @deploy-the-fantasy

The Doctor had to admit that the place made him feel uneasy. It was just a cinema. Why could he feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. And Reginald seem like a nice fellow, but he couldn't help but feel like there was something sinister going on. And the way he held on to that film canister like his life depended on it. "My dear fellow, you seen rather attached to that film you're holding. It must be a very good film. Is it the feature of the night?"

[deploy-the-fantasy]

Reginald looked rather bewildered, as if he had genuinely expected for the Doctor not to notice a single thing about him, let alone comment on it. His grip tightened on the battered old film can, holding it close to his chest.

"No sir, nothing like that. It's - It's some film of my late wife I took back in '28." he explained, a sad smile crossing his face, "I like to keep her close."

[deploy-the-fantasy]

”Noooo I don’t need t’sleep.” (With Nomad, Cyrus, or Rawya with the Fourteenth Doctor)

The Doctor looked abnormally serious. Usually this Doctor didn't seem quite so grim.

"Cyrus. You look dead on your feet." He placed a gentle hand on his great grandson's arm. "Hate to say it, but you do."

He started to guide Cyrus away from whatever he'd been doing. "Come on, off to bed with you. Honestly, you're worse Susan when she was young."

That last part was said with a smile, but he still sounded firm in what he was telling Cyrus.

[musesreunite]

Cyrus shook his head. “I couldn’t do that. They’re old enough now. They don’t need me to go into their rooms to watch over them. Though, maybe sleeping on the floor nearby wouldn’t hurt. At least I’ll know I can let them sleep and I can sleep and hear out for them.” He turned to look at his grandfather.

[deploy-the-fantasy]

The Doctor couldn't hold back a smile. He was getting somewhere.

"Come on then."

With a gently hand on his shoulder, he guided Cyrus out into the hallway. He stopped outside the other two's doors and asked, "You want me to stay?"

[deploy-the-fantasy]

"I'll be fine. I'm great. I'm - I'm fantastic. Don't worry about me! I'm just gonna go... into this really nice... warm light..." (Saw the word fantastic and couldn't help myself. Nine to Simm!Master)

"No." The Master said it before he could think, dropping down to the Doctor's side.

"Doctor, listen to me." He tapped the Doctor's face to get his attention.

"Listen! I'm telling you no." He slipped his arm around the Doctor's shoulders, pulling the other Time Lord closer to lie across his lap instead of on the ground.

"I'm not letting this be how it ends, I'm not letting something else be the death of you." The threatening growl to his voice did little to disguise his fear. "Come on Doctor, it's nothing, you'll be fine."

[eclecticshenanigans]

The Doctor made a pained smile at getting a reaction out of the Master.

He watched the other wad up his hoodie and get it against his wound. He nodded to Koschei to show that he did good. He groaned a little at the pressure but knew it would help.

The time lord was surprised and touched by how gently the other handled him. He knew the Master was capable of it, he was when they were children. But to see him be gentle now made his hearts happy and ache a little.

"I think I can manage, mate," he replied with a grunt as he got up.

[deploy-the-fantasy]

The Master slung the Doctor's arm over his shoulder and wrapped his own around the Doctor's waist to keep him supported.

"Off we go then," he tried to say it with a smile but his expression was still rather grim. Even the Master's capability for manic excitement during the worst of times was wearing thin.

He was trying to get back to the TARDIS as fast as physically possible but being mindful of the Doctor's current condition slowed their pace. He just kept mumbling reassurance that was just as much for himself as it was the Doctor.

"You'll be alright. It's not far now."

[deploy-the-fantasy]

Open RP starter! Anyone can reply, just read my pinned post

"You were supposed to get out!"

Why on earth didn't they leave? It was dangerous here.

"You need to leave, now."

[hoshi-neko-hikari]

Hikari entered the theater, curious about what was happening. She heard people saying a cartoon came to life and that had her intrigued.

But why was this man telling her to leave? She didnt see any danger and thought it would be a new opportunity to make a friend and play.

“But i wanna see the cawtoon man. Pwease?”

[deploy-the-fantasy]

Reginald took a fortifying breath. In his panic to ensure her safety, he had been quite harsh to this poor girl. She didn't deserve that.

He crouched down, old knees creaking and protesting with the movement, to talk to her on her level.

"I'm sorry, little lady. The cartoon man...isn't nice. He isn't safe for you to be around, you could get hurt."

He really hoped that would be enough. The last thing he needed was Mr Ring-A-Ding kidnapping another person, let alone a small child. Just the idea of it had his stomach churning with guilt.

[hoshi-neko-hikari]

“Awwww, but i wanna see him! Pwease? I pwomise i wont get huwt!” She frowned, looking disappointed.

“Maybe he just needs a fwiend. Pwease wet me see him, mistew.” She pleaded, giving him the please face.

[deploy-the-fantasy]

"I can't." he reiterated, trying to be firm without being mean to the poor girl. "He wouldn't be nice to anyone trying to be his friend."

He frowned even deeper, tilting his head to the side ever so slightly.

"Where are your parents? They must be real worried about you, don't you think?"

Hopefully he could appeal to that angle, surely her ma and pa were looking for her and were worried sick about their little girl.

[deploy-the-fantasy]

Sorry this blog has been radio silent. I'm done moving but I will be starting college again in a few weeks. My schedule will be different to what I'm used to however so we'll have to wait and see how it impacts my online activity

[deploy-the-fantasy]

moving house is a special kind of hell. will be inactive for at least another week. sorry

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I promise I've not abandoned this blog, my mental health just took a dive off a cliff lmao

[deploy-the-fantasy]

why are there so few lux muses out there, i just want my sad old projectionist and his silly little cartoon man :(

[musesreunite]

( @deploy-the-fantasy )

❄ send 'cold' for my muse to appear on your doorstep, shivering and nearly frozen

(Rawya and Fourteen like we said :3)

@deploy-the-fantasy

A tremor came to Rawya’s lips as she shivered, walking through the falling snow. She grasped a book in her arms as she tried to walk through the falling heavy snow. The city itself was already covered in so much snow. At this point, she wasn’t sure if she could make it to the bookstore where she had been living. With the cold winds bearing down on her, it made it hard for her to walk.

As she turned onto the next street, she paused as she spotted a blue police phone box standing on the pavement. She tilted her head over at it with curiosity. There was something familiar about it. Though, she couldn’t figure out how. She walked over towards it, peering in through the keyhole. From looking in, there was a bright glow coming from the inside. This certainly wasn’t no ordinary phone box. She took a step back, giving a few knocks on the door. She was suddenly overwhelmed with exhaustion and fell onto her knees before the door opened.

[musesreunite]

”I know you want to protect us, grandfather. But you can’t do this alone. Cyrus is my brother, and I would do anything to get him back. I’m going with you.” Nomad spoke up, not wanting to stay behind.

“I’m going too.” Rawya stepped forward.

“No Rawya. It’s too dangerous.” Nomad firmly said.

“Look, I can be some use. I want to save my brother as much as you do.” Rawya stood up to him.

Nomad signed, not seeing the point of arguing. “Alright, you can come.”

[deploy-the-fantasy]

"Oi! Since when do you call the shots round here, Nomad?" he said it with humour, he wasn't upset about it. "I knew you wouldn't wanna sit around in here. You're my family, after all."

He sighed and approached the door. Cyrus was somewhere out there, hopefully.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay?" he asked one more time. Just in case.

[bitofanexile]

( @deploy-the-fantasy )

"Maybe you think I'm special, but I'm not." (From Reginald Pye)

(also just wanna say that i'm really hyped to see a blog dedicated to my favourite doctor :3)

"You know, ol' chap, everyone is special in their own way. I hate to see a fellow be so down on himself. What's got you feeling this way?"

[deploy-the-fantasy]

Where could Reggie even begin with answering that? Being menaced by a mad god day in and day out was plenty enough to make a fellow feel small and insignificant, nevermind anything else about his life until that point.

"S'pose that's just how I am, sir." he offered a sad strained smile. No matter his expression, his eyes seemed to carry a look of exhaustion and worry. "All I do is keep the picture house from crumbling. The old place is shut down, there's no one to even watch the films."

That wasn't strictly true, but it was easier than explaining the cartoon lurking in the shadows.

"So ya see? I'm not all that important. The whole damn building could collapse and not a soul would notice." He grimaced. "Pardon my language, sir."

[bitofanexile]

He decided to go for a quick trip out of boredom. The Brigadier was in Geneva and Jo was visiting her aunt for the weekend. And absolutely noting was happening at UNIT HQ. No Master, no Daleks, no Autons, on nothing.

He found himself in 1950s Miami. A quick glance around and he saw the old cinema. His choices were the beach or exploring this mysterious old cinema. Well only one of those options piqued his curiosity, so mysterious cinema it was.

The doors were chained up, a makeshift memorial at the door. Obviously something awful had happened. He soniced his way into the building to explore. His exploration led him to the projection booth.

There the Doctor saw the man. As he looked at the him the Doctor could clearly see that he was tired and had more or less giving up on anything beyond running this abandoned cinema.

"Nonsense fellow, I've never met anyone who wasn't important."

The Doctor couldn't make heads or tales of why the man was playing films to an empty house. "What exactly is going on here? I can't help but find it odd that you're playing these films and there's no one here to watch them."

The Doctor rubbed the back of his neck. "Oh, I'm sorry ol' chap, I've seem to forgotten my manners." He held out his hand for Reggie to shake. "I'm the Doctor. And who might you be, my dear fellow."

[deploy-the-fantasy]

Reggie was still utterly shocked to have found another individual in the cinema. No one was particularly keen on setting foot on the scene of a mass disappearance and the doors were chained for good measure.

He was trying to keep everyone out and...well, people didn't seem to mind that it kept him inside either. He was still seen as highly suspicious, even if the police had released him on lack of evidence.

Although, the man before him seemed not to know any of that. No surprises there, the English accent immediately marked him as from out of town.

Maybe if he was polite, he could get the poor man out of here before disaster struck.

He shook the man's hand firmly. "Reginald Pye."

He removed his hand from the other man's grip to continue holding the battered film can in a gentle hold.

"As for the films...well, it makes the place feel less lonely. I think my mind would have come undone if I left the place in silence for all this time."

His already anxious frown deepened as he asked, "What are you doing here, Doctor? Surely you saw the signs on the door, you shouldn't be in here."

[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.

[deploy-the-fantasy]

"I'll be fine. I'm great. I'm - I'm fantastic. Don't worry about me! I'm just gonna go... into this really nice... warm light..." (Saw the word fantastic and couldn't help myself. Nine to Simm!Master)

"No." The Master said it before he could think, dropping down to the Doctor's side.

"Doctor, listen to me." He tapped the Doctor's face to get his attention.

"Listen! I'm telling you no." He slipped his arm around the Doctor's shoulders, pulling the other Time Lord closer to lie across his lap instead of on the ground.

"I'm not letting this be how it ends, I'm not letting something else be the death of you." The threatening growl to his voice did little to disguise his fear. "Come on Doctor, it's nothing, you'll be fine."

[eclecticshenanigans]

The Doctor looked at the other time lord with a sad, pained grimace. "It hurts, Koschei. I-I just want to sleep. Just for a little bit," he admitted.

Thankfully, there isn't any regeneration light forming but the time lord is losing blood. "Put-Put pressure on my stomach, Master. Need pressure on the wound," he coughed. His eyes were fluttering close.

"Just-Just want to rest."

[deploy-the-fantasy]

The Master complied, trying to slow the bleeding even just a little. It was...disturbing to see the Doctor like this. Sure, he'd seen the man regenerate a few times but this was different. He'd never stopped seeming full of life and energy, even as one life ended for another to begin. But the lack of golden light and the Doctor's words had alarm bells ringing in his head, a panicked symphony alongside the never ending drums.

"I know, Theta, I know. Just stay awake, you'll be fine." If he repeated it enough times, said it with enough conviction, then surely he'd be right.

He couldn't do much for the Doctor out here, all he could do was try to stop the bleeding but that wouldn't be enough to save him. The Doctor was never far from his TARDIS. She could help. She always did.

"Where's your TARDIS?"

[eclecticshenanigans]

The Doctor did his best to keep his eyes open. He knew he wasn't going to die, not yet. But he sure as hell knew he was going to pass out soon from blood loss.

When asked about the TARDIS, he looked around before pointing behind the Master. "Just up the block. Think you can handle carrying most of my weight, Master," he asked quietly but with a small smirk. Even though he felt terrible, he could never pass a moment to tease the other time lord.

[deploy-the-fantasy]

The Master rolled his eyes at the Doctor, still snarky even given the circumstances. He knew this regeneration didn't have a lot going for him in the physical strength department but despite that, he still took a little offence at the Doctor's doubt.

"I think I'll manage, Doctor."

He still needed to keep the bleeding down while he was getting the Doctor to the TARDIS...

He yanked his hoodie off as fast as he could, balling up the mass of scruffy fabric in his hands. He shoved it against the Doctor's wound, hoping that would help. He was mostly sure he was doing the correct thing but how should he know? It's not like they covered first aid at the Academy.

He took the Doctor's hand, gentle and reassuring, and placed it against the fabric acting as his makeshift bandage.

"Can you hold that in place until I get you there?" he asked as he tried to haul the Doctor off the ground.