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♠ - “This is a situation that requires tact and finesse.” ♠ - “Fortunately, I am blessed with both.”
thedoctornumber11:
The Doctor looked at the paper and read it.
“I’m the Doctor,” he introduced himself, “And how I got here is rather complicated. Where are we exactly and who are you? How are you doing that?”
◌ - His body moved as if he was chuckling at the other. Surely he should've known where he was? Yet, taking a look he could see exactly how confused he truly was. So he took a nod, and the words that previously on the paper disappeared into thin air. Then the quill began doing it again. Now it read:
◌ - 'Skippy. Underling to the overlord. Though I suppose you wouldn't know who that is. Normally I would use telepathy but I'm sure that in it's own would startle you. You're in my world. Limbo. Welcome the Doctor. Oh, as to how. I'm a witch. It's magic.'
theiracademydaysareover:
The Doctor was looking at him and he didn’t say anything for awhile. He seemed unsure what to say. He hated being alone and had been alone awhile.
◌ - Of course the witch wasn't a genius, despite being one of the smartest young witches there was. He wasn't sure what to say to the other either, so he sat in silence. Until of course something small came across his mind to say.
◌ - "I know we don't know each other, at all really. But I'm always happy to make new friends."
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theiracademydaysareover:
The Doctor was looking at him and he took the handkerchief. “Thanks.” he hadn’t really noticed. He knew that he likely wouldn’t be okay for awhile. The pain he felt was deep, though at least he wasn’t fully alone at the moment.
◌ - The witch nodded his head, closing his eyes for a moment. He didn't know the stranger, but he always had a weakness for mortals. The largest sense of needing to help out wherever it is that he could. He began to hum softly, but otherwise sat still.
eloquentbowtie:
He quickly read over the card and raised an eyebrow. “The Overlord’s Underling? Well, this is new. Is that your business card, or is it more similar to the psychic paper I use?” The Doctor stood up straighter and briefly examined the other.
There was something a bit peculiar about him, besides the fact that he wasn’t a human like he had initially assumed.
◌ - The witch would chuckle at the other if he could. Asking him if it was his business card. Technically speaking it was, so he nodded his head. Though it did make him curious about what a psychic paper was. With a snap of his fingers, a paper appeared in the air. Words appearing on it casually for the other to read.
◌ - 'Well yes. The Overlord's Underling. Second in command to Drell himself. Don't you know that being in Limbo?'
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[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine [ cover ] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc. [ kiss ] for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair [ embrace ] for your muse to hold mine [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ] for your muse to catch mine crying [ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine
thedoctornumber11:
“Hello,” the Doctor smiled, “Is there something you need? Don’t you know better than to knock on the doors of random blue boxes you see?”
◌ - The witch nodded, pulling a card out of his pocket and handing it to him to introduce himself. 'Skippy, The Overlords Underling.' Afterwards, he would snap his fingers, ink, parchment paper, and a quill floating in the air besides him. The quill taking action and writing on the paper. Soon, the paper read;
◌ - 'Apologies to disturb you, but who are you and how did you get here?'
theiracademydaysareover:
The Doctor was looking at him. “I appreciate that.” he still wasn’t sure that he could talk about it. He was trying to hold his tears back.
◌ - The young witch lifted his hand up, holding a handkerchief and making it seem like he just performed a small slight-of-hand trick. Of course he actually just summoned it into thin air, but the other didn't need to know that. Holding it out for The Doctor he spoke.
◌ - "Well here. Do what you need. Cry it out, stay silent. I'll sit here the whole time."
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Questions for the mun!
🌟 - Who was your very first rp muse?
⌛ - How long have you been rping?
🌌 - What’s your favorite part of rp?
💗 - Do you prefer angst or fluff?
💝 - Who are some rpers you look up to?
💙 - Are there any muses you’ve been considering trying out?
🎂 - When’s your birthday?
🎊 - What’s your zodiac sign?
💞 - How old are you?
💖 - What’s something you like about your muse?
💔 - What’s something you dislike about your muse?
🍕 - What’s your favorite food?
🌅 - What’s your favorite season/weather?
🎥 - What’s your favorite tv show/movie?
🎼 - What’s your favorite song?
🎶 - Who’s your favorite singer/band/music producer?
🎲 - Do you have a favorite board game?
🎮 - What’s your favorite video game?
*: ・゚✧ interrogation starters.
feel free to change pronouns etc as needed.
CALM / QUESTIONING.
“ tell me, what happened?”
“ did you see anything?”
“ what do you remember?”
“ do you remember anything unusual?”
“ please, try to remember as much as you can.”
“ every detail is important.”
“ and what happened next?”
“ and what did you do when all this took place?”
“ what were you doing around __ am/pm?”
“ where were you around __ am/pm?”
“ can anyone verify that?”
“ was someone with you?”
“ and you had nothing to do with it?”
“ and you weren’t involved?”
“ did you see it happen?”
“ did you see who did it?”
“ did you see or hear anything? anything at all?”
CARING / UNDERSTANDING.
“ you seem scared… is that why you don’t want to talk?”
“ did someone hurt you?”
“ it’s okay. you can tell me.”
“ you were just trying to defend yourself, weren’t you?”
“ we can take a break, if you want.”
“ everything will be okay, i promise. but you need to talk to me.”
“ it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. but it really would help if you did.”
SUSPICIOUS.
“ there is something you’re not telling me.”
“ i think you’re lying.”
“ you looked away just now when you said that. are you sure you’re telling the truth?”
“ except what you’re telling me doesn’t align with what we already know.”
“ seems to me like you know more than you’re letting in on.”
“ what aren’t you telling me?”
“ who are you trying to protect?”
“ so you really don’t know what any of it means? no clue at all?”
“ they must’ve told you more than that.”
“ you have to have seen more than that.”
“ and you want me to believe you don’t remember?”
“ and you want me to believe you had nothing to do with it?”
“ an accident? is that what you’re going with?”
DEMANDING.
“ i need you to tell me the truth.”
“ i need you to tell me what happened.”
“ i know you’re not telling me the truth.”
“ that doesn’t line up with the evidence. so… you wanna try that again?”
“ stop lying. i already know that’s not what happened.”
MAKING A DEAL / ASKING FOR HELP / DEMANDING HELP.
“ what do you want in exchange for this information?”
“ i’m listening…”
“ you’re coming with me.”
“ since you’re the only one who knows how to find them, i don’t really have a choice but to take you with me.”
“ fine. i’ll take you with me, but if you try anything…”
“ i can’t give you that. you know that.”
“ if we’re going to make a deal, you’re gonna have to ask for something a little more rational than that.”
“ okay. we have a deal.”
“ sorry. no deal.”
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eloquentbowtie:
Just as the Doctor landed, he heard a knock at the door. A big smile spread across his face, and he opened the TARDIS to come face to face with a nicely dressed man.
“Ah! Hello! Lovely to actually have someone who knocks before seeing what I’m doing in here!” His voice was cheery and excited. He had no idea where the TARDIS had taken him to, but he knew that his old girl always brought him to where he needed to go.
◌ - Skippy jumped slightly, before taking a step back as the other opened the door. His curiosity was peeked, as he couldn't figure out how he was even in there. The box was of course quite small. At least, in the perspective of the witch it was.
◌ - Smiling, his hands gave a small wave to the other. Being mute was about to make this difficult, so he settled with his usual greeting to mortal. Though, he could tell something wasn't mortal about the one in front of him. Yet he still held a card out, and if it was read would say.
◌ - 'Skippy, The Overlords Underling.'