12th hour TARDIS

Yes, hello, I am the Doctor, just the Doctor. If there is something super natural going on somewhere , mainly things from space, expect me there. I usually am. I am a alien with a police box and a screw driver. And I know how to use them.

[doctorsmidnighthour]

*looks around* Should I rp? *runs off* Nope.

[doctorsmidnighthour]

Going to see if I can delete this blog and my other ones in a few hours.

[doctorsmidnighthour]

Permenent Haitus

I'm sorry but I just can't. I am not good as the Doctor, and I am just not good enough of an rper to stay. I know I suck, I don't have to be told that. I can see it in people actions and it just hurts, because some say I am good enough to rp, but we haven't spoken in months. I know no one will miss me, I know because I done this before at other places, and it just really hurts, that people only stay if they like the character, it makes sense, I know, but it hurts because it makes me wish I wasn't me. So I just stop bothering all and go. I am done with this life.

And thats just tumblr. Real life hurts even more.

Sorry for being a bother. Really.

[doctorsmidnighthour]

Science vs Matter

Going to bed now.

[intherightwasi]

"Shamus where do you keep the tea bags again?"

"Top cupboard second shelf to the right over the stove. "

[doctorsmidnighthour]

The Doctor finds it and brings it out. “Would you like some?”

[intherightwasi]

"Sure doc sounds good to me. "

[doctorsmidnighthour]

The Doctor puts his flavor tea bag in his cup. "Which kind do you prefer?"

[intherightwasi]

"Shamus where do you keep the tea bags again?"

"Top cupboard second shelf to the right over the stove. "

[doctorsmidnighthour]

The Doctor finds it and brings it out. "Would you like some?"

[doctorsmidnighthour]

Mun vs. Muse #1

Me: Doctor get back over here!

Doctor: Never, I'm not doing it!

Me: Come on, it be fun!

Doctor: No, shut up!

Me: Why?

Doctor: No I shan't, it's Christmas!

Me:....You twit.

[doctorsmidnighthour]

open

"I didn't even know I had this sweater."

[doctorsmidnighthour]

Did my brother doctor just sent my mother a bowtie for her birthday?

[rpmemesguys]

My muse is having a break down. How does yours try to calm mine down?

[doctorsmidnighthour]

Closed: Frown upside down

[oneworthsaving]

  "Its not what I want. I want it with him and I can’t have that." She answers. "I want to stay. Please."

[doctorsmidnighthour]

"And neither did I." He shrugs, unable to say no at this time. "Wouldn’t be a friend if I didn’t let you would I?"

[oneworthsaving]

Clara smiled at him. “Doctor. You’ll always be my friend.”

[doctorsmidnighthour]

"Take it we’re done with this conversation?"

[oneworthsaving]

"Too much emotion for you?" She asked teasingly. "Yes but you promised to take me somewhere today, remember?"

[doctorsmidnighthour]

"Well your is getting more emotional that should being all, emotionalyness." He waves away again. "I did, where?" The Doctor starts playing with the controls. 

[doctorsmidnighthour]

"You actually thought i cared about you?"

"Well you played it well if you didn’t."

[marypoppinswasmissyallalong-blog]

"Oh, sweetie - you really thought I loved you didn’t you? Well, isn’t that sweet?" River said, but it wasn’t her words that she was saying. Kavourian’s training had overridden her choices once again. She felt like an observer, helpless to do anything but watch as she hurt the man she loved the most. 

[doctorsmidnighthour]

The Doctor looks up, knowing something was wrong but not sure what it was. Maybe it was the fact of what was going on in front of him, the suppose ‘real’ truth unfolding before him, the fact River never loved him, that all they were and worked for, was a lie. “Than tell me something. What happened before us, what are we now? What lie were you playing?” He gulps. “Why bother even playing it, when you could have left me dead in Germany?”

[marypoppinswasmissyallalong-blog]

"I needed you to look mother, oh she did enjoy for your little adventures adventures. Besides, I needed you to give me this," She held up up the gold chain that he’d given her on their sixtieth anniversary, hanging on the end was a little silver TARDIS key engraved with her name in circular galifreyan and her wedding ring, a simple gold band encrusted with a newborn star using time-lord technology. "You were right, vortex manipulators were never quite as good." 

[doctorsmidnighthour]

"Well at least she was truthful one. I may lie a lot, but both parties lying can make such a mess. But you, I guess your mother did have a side that made things tricky. Hm?" Raising an eyebrow he stares at the chain and realizes what was hanging. "Ah." Well here we go again. "Well it was close to human technology, and so what did you expect, it to be as good as the TARDIS, Miss Sexy." He shot at her to test the situation. "What you going to do, walk in, steal all your clothes back, go ahead."

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Starter

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Investigator…she was an investigator for Torchwood now? "Of course not. I know who they are, not hard in these  part, but I didn’t know you were in on it." He puts the card away, "I don’t believe I seen your face around here. Are you new to the area?"

[rosetotherescue]

"New?"  Rose laughed.  "Oh no, I grew up here, born and raised..I um, been abroad the last several years." She said and gave him a smile.  "So what do you reckon happened?" She questioned and stood next to him, surveying the area.  "And where should we start?"

[doctorsmidnighthour]

"I see, well than, nice to meet you." Maybe it wasn't his Rose. Looking around he points out a few things. "Victim didn't know, fresh, very little dry over rusty like blood, well, not enough for over 24 hours, stain says over a few hours though. I say none human. Well, got that from you being here."

[doctorsmidnighthour]

"Don't you remember?"

The Doctor was out cold for days, which for him was unlike him. When he finally did wake up he was slow to process. Eyes blurry for few seconds, looking, no, staring up at the ceiling. Where was he? Better yet, who was he? Turning his head he looks around and spots a girl and stares at her tiredly. “Where am I?” He croaks. And…who was he and was was a girl doing in his room?

[doctorsmidnighthour]

Looking down he feels something off but rubs his arm as he gets his mind off it. “No, well, I feel sore,” all over, “but that shouldn’t be a surprise, would it? Why, what happened?”

[xnotpossible-archive]

"You were attacked— and it was my fault. I’m so sorry," She started towards the medicine cabinet, "Do you want to take something? They’ll make you drowsy, but they should make the pain go away."

[doctorsmidnighthour]

"By what?" He watches her and shakes her head. "No, it's fine. But when did this attack happen?"

[xnotpossible-archive]

"Keep your eyes open."

"But I’m so tired.”

[doctorsmidnighthour]

He pats her cheeks. “Come on Clara stay with me.”

[xnotpossible-archive]

"Can I just… sleep…?"

[doctorsmidnighthour]

"No you cannot sleep." He helps her slowly sit up a bit. "Come on, we need to get you to a medical room."

[angeloftimexspace]

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[doctorsmidnighthour]

The Doctor was wordless. First he has to figure out if this was really a dream, which the fact is, he only gets two hours a day! He pinches himself in a few places. Okay he was awake. Second, she had wings, like, real, real, real wings! He blinks a few times. She wasn’t kidding. Third, how the hell is he going to keep doing this, staring like an idiot?!

The Doctor points at her. Not nice people say, oh bloody oh well.  They are one to talk. “You…you have wings…” He was almost speechless. “How the hell did you get some bloody wings?! What did you do, steal from a family of pigeons or something?”

[angeloftimexspace]

Clara looked at him a little nervously and rubbed the back of her neck.

"Ive- um… i’ve had them for the whole of my life actually… It wasn’t that i didn’t want your to know, don’t take it the wrong way.. its just… I wasn’t allowed to tell you, even tho i really did want to tell you…

And by now, you can probably tell… i’m not actually Human i grew up as one in tis body, but me, the real me is not human… its rather complicated.” She told him her wings wrapping around her arms, a little afraid of what he would say next.

[doctorsmidnighthour]

"Well I can see that." He waves away. How many hundreds of years since he had a non-human as a companion. "So what are you? Some alien life form? A ancient race of earth I haven't met, well, known about?"

But something did get him that he really did not like. "Why didn't you tell me?! I thought we're past that? I thought I told you to be truthful with me." He down a slow 360 turn as he sighs. "Why Clara, why did you lie to me again? Why did you like about who you are? To me? Are you actually afraid of me, what? What happened you never told me this." He waves at her wings. "Your my best friend. What am I to you? I never once lied about who I was. To you, did I?"

[doctorsmidnighthour]

Its negatives here and it's not even windsheild.