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“Stars. Chairs. Gears. Shoes. Apples— No, bananas. Wait. Wait an… eternity. No. Moment! I’ve almost… H. It starts with h. Oh! Yes! Got it again! Hello!”

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The last time they met, he had been so blind. It was just now he knew. Not just from the way she spoke - and oh, would he ever forget that pattern? Not just from the way she held herself in a way as if not used to a body with limbs and eyes, a tongue and a heart! The literal one, the methaphorical one. Twice in his chest, twice in her too? He felt the urge to feel her heartbeat, to know she was alive. To know it was her, but he already knew. Her ancient eyes told him before words ever would.

He had stolen her. She had stolen him right back. Blue paint, coated in stardust and time. He thought he would never get the chance to hear that voice again. It had felt like death, losing the prospect of never feeling lonely again. Without him knowing, his lips smiled. An old smile, only ever understood by her. His old girl. "Hello..." He finally managed to whisper back.

#hopefulsound #I really hope this is okay?#I feel awkward #But I literally screeched as I found out who you are and #I love the Tardis!

[Open for the Master]

It was him. And it all came back. Every version, every face, every reality merged into one. Koschei

His friend. Playing in those endless fields of red grass. Silver leaves glistening under twin suns. His rival, who always seemed to win, since he hasn't exactly been a good student. Couldn't even get the license to fly the TARDIS. Always feeling like an outcast, a laughing stock. Yet Koschei was there. House Oakdown and house Lungbarrow. Did it matter when their eyes met in understanding? All this and oh, he had killed for the first time back then, too. By the side of this god-forsaken river, drowning the boy before he could harm the only one who really understood...They had been children. They had known nothing.

The Master

The man who fought him time and time again. When laughter was tainted by madness and friendship burned in the flames of hatred. Gentle brushes of the hand turned into humiliation. He had died in his arms. He had died before his eyes. Once. Twice. More. How about that? I win. And now he was here. He was alive. It wasn't possible. He had seen him go down along with Rassilon, along with Penelope, along with their entire race. Why... Finally, eyes flickering, he managed to close his mouth. Hostility bled into his epression, voice low: "How can you be here?"

#Doctor who rp #dw rp #open starter #starters #the master rp #rp starter #starter

[Open for Amy Pond]

The timelord straightened his back, absent mindedly touching his bowtie as if to check it was still in place. Of course, he did not feel uncomfortable at all! He never felt uncomfortable, since it would mean he wasn't in complete control of the situation, yet he was utterly uncomfortable. He had to admit, he was not used to dealing with human everyday life. Human disaster, that he could handle!

Licking his lips, he glanced over to Amy, who was standing at his side. "So..." He began in a half-whisper "...This is something you would consider normal? Not sure if it exactly qualifies as an adventure, Pond..."

#Doctor who rp #dw rp #Amelia Pond rp #Amy Pond rp #Open starter #Starters #I thought there where out shopping or someting #Or maybe the Doctor is faced with Amy's aunt?#Or a neighbour?#I think I can work with anything as long as it is uncomfortable and mundane #Jeez I think this starter is really vaque haha

"Next stop everywhere..."

Independent Eleventh Doctor RP account.

Multifandom friendly

Multiverses

Accepting towards OC's

Always welcoming asks or starters

#Doctor who rp #dw rp #Eleventh Doctor #Eleventh Doctor rp #open starters #THANKS TO NEGOTIATORWITHOUTPEER FOR THE GIF #Isn't she amazing????#self-promo

"Make that happiness last."

It was a simple enough request.Yet it was so complicated. Oh, so complicated. And no matter how much he longed to fullfill it, it wasn’t meant to be. Shouldn’t be. Here he was. The almighty Doctor. So tiny and not almighty at all. Not able to help a friend who never had wanted anything from him before. Ever so stoic Obi-wan Kenobi. A true warrior. A true Jedi. A true friend.He wanted to run over to him and embrace him like he did with all of his companions, to sooth him with a gentle whisper and an optimistic smile. To stroke the back of his head and tell him ‘Everything’s going to be fine’. A lie he told to everyone, simply because he tended to believe it himself. Had to believe it, in order to make it come true. At the same time the thought of treating Obi-wan like that appalled him. He knew what was waiting ahead. The years of isolation, the despair, the loneliness and regret. Regret, regret, regret. A pile of it, suffocating the very human heart in his very human chest; while his soul wandered through the endless desert, which was not Tatooine, but his own mind.Rory’s words haunted him. Tears on his face, a trembling hand on a locked door. It’s not fair. You’re turning me into you."The thing with happiness is…" He started in his quiet voice. The old one, when his energy drained and made way for the tiredness in his ancient bones. "…No one can make it last. We have to hold on to it as we keep going, despite it trying it’s best to slip away." The corner of his mouth lifted, causing his eyes to light up in nostalgia. "I know you can do it, Obi-wan." Sometimes it’s you humans, who got to show me how.

#negotiatorwithoutpeer

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"Heyyy! Rory! Rory Pond!" He pinches his cheek grinning like...well, a madman. A madman who has been absent for quite some time. Surely Pond would be up for an adventure, wouldn't he? Especially if he had no choice but he didn't plan on telling him that right away.

Rory knew he had all the time in the world nowadays. He knew he’d never age or die barring some sort of radioactive flaming pit of chaos. But the long times in between when he saw and did not see the Doctor were never easy, even though he never quite lost hope that one day the mad man in the blue box would return. Still, to draw up his usual enthusiasm was going to take just a few more minutes. ”You’re going to kill me with this running off y’know,” said Rory, gaze falling away with a tired, expaserated laugh. “Where’d you get to this time?”

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He wouldn't admit it, but sometimes it was hard looking at Rory. He was burning so brightly in his own, small human way. Not even now, less human than ever, damned to live for an eternity, had his flame died down. There was so much loyalty, so much emotion, so much faith. The boy who waited, always. How could he dare to look at him, whose life had been changed so much? Knowing he had been forgiven anyway? Taking responsibility was never his strong point, no matter how often he told himself those sweet lies of selflessness. Also, how could he ever leave him? His Rory. His Rory Williams. The Doctor put on his most excited smile, the one who made one wonder if he was still just a child lost, but never ceasing to wonder. He wanted zo say I know and I'm sorry but instead he turned to distraction, yet again. "Oh, well...Not much. I might have caused a princess to be obsessed with Vanilla milkshake, making an entire galaxy look for milk. Cow milk, to be precise. As the king was getting quite upset over his kingdom being overthrown by cows it resulted in a bit of a mess. You know, the usual" He breathed in. "But that's not important, not now anyway! The important and vital part is that you get into the Tardis right away, so we can stop the galaxy from imploding!"

#trust-theplastic #I AM BACK #As I said I always come back #I am so sorry #ILU TOO!#So glad you still like me QAQ

Where is my excuse for being absent....again? You probably wouldn't believe it anyway. So no use in telling you about the seven stars of Dwork and a rather peculiar princess with a big appetit for vanilla milkshakes!

#OOC

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M!A list

17 Again: Muse is in his/her 17 year old form.

Spirit Animal: Muse is turned into an animal (Anon decides what) for 12 hours.

Flesh: Muse is horny and wants to have rough sex(ex.being thrown against a wall and bitten)(Anon chooses time)

Truth potion: Muse has to tell the truth about anything asked for ___

Flustered: When Muse sees, (anon chooses), Muse will stutter, blush, and act like a complete klutz around said individual, for 3 hours.

Whipped Cream: Muse wants everything with whipped cream on it for 3 hours

Sweet Nothings: Your muse is full of nothing but happiness and positive things to say for 24 hours.

Pure: Sex? What’s that? Muse suddenly has the mentality of a three year old, and can’t understand anything ‘adult’. Anon decides the duration.

Jealousy: Muse will be jealous, of (anon chooses) for a certain amount of time. Anon chooses, for what reason Muse is jealous. Also for how long.

Sight: Muse is blind for ___

Hearing: Muse is deaf for ___

Memory: Muse cannot remember anything for ___

Fear: Muse will be terrified by something or someone (anon specifies who) for ___

Gemini: Muse will split into two different versions of themself for ___

Beer: Muse will talk like a Drunk and hit on everybody, lasts 3 Hours

Host: Muse will be a Gentleman/Lady for 34 Hours

Age: Muse will be a Kid for 10 Hours

Feels: Muse will be obsessed with an event or something that will cause them to express related emotions (Anon decides)

Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours

Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day

Obsession: Muse will be obsessed with ______ (Anon specifies) for the next 12 hours.

Reverse: Muse's personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)

Class: Muse will believe they are a high-class prostitute for (Anon decides)

Switch: Muse has to switch bodies with (Anon decides, but muns have to agree) for (Anon decides how long)

Power: Muse gains _______ (Anon specifies) as a power for 17 hours

Confess: Muse has to confess something they think of or feel toward anyone they speak to each time they speak to them for the next 5 hours

Enemy: Muse takes the appearance of someone they hate for 16 hours

Dream: Muse is able to trespass in the dreams and nightmares of others for 48 hours

Impression: Muse thinks they are a ______ (Anon pick an animal) for 15 hours

Gone: Muse loses _____ (Mun decides something or someone important) for 16 hours

Kiss: Muse wants to kiss everyone in their inbox for the next hour

Stalk: Muse thinks they are being stalked for (Anon decides)

Nightmare: Muse is plagued with horrific images and scenes both in sleeping and in waking for 3 days

Paranoia: Muse becomes extremely paranoid about (Anon specifies what and for how long)

Hallucination: Muse sees things for (Anon decides)

Craving: Muse will have an unusual craving for (Anon specifies) for 9 hours

Gender Bender: Muse is the opposite gender for ___.

Angel: Muse is and angel for ___

Demon: Muse is a demon for ___

_____: Muse is a [troll / cyborg / robot / etc] for ___

Possession: Muse is possessed by a demon for ___

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Open to Amys, Doctors (11 or 12), Rivers, or other pre-established close companions.

"Don’t you get it?” Rory asked—shouted—leaning forward as he did so. ”This is all I’m ever going to be! This is all—I’m—ever—going—to—be!” He thumped his own head with each word, chest heaving not because he needed the air but because his brain with human emotions was overriding the Nestene programming that kept his body going. "I’m never going to age, I’m never going to die, I’m just—bloody plastic, not even alive, and an ‘I’m sorry’ isn’t going to change that! D’you know what would be great? Melting me down and turning me into bloody Tupperware. That would be doing something. That would be sympathy, cos right now, all I hear is noise, and all I want is for it to be silent.” His voice cracked and for the moment his fire burned out, smouldering embers at the bottom of the pit.

"And you or anyone else can’t give that to me."

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There he was. Poor, brave Rory Williams from leadworth. Rory the nurse, Rory the Roman who had waited, who had protected, who had welcomed him in his home and in his heart when there had been no intention, no reason and no obligation to do so. And he was falling apart right in front of him. There was no word for it, no apology that could fix everything, no going back in time, no rewriting, nothing could and nothing ever will. This was Rory's live and he had ruined it. It seemed like a lifetime ago, and funnily enough for human it was, that Rory had accused him of turning him into himself. And oh, he was right then. The same fate. The same anger. The same tiredness... But, no! No no....He was alive and this was better than losing him for good. This was better than not existing at all, this was better than Amy -his gorgeous, scottish Amy- not remembering who he was, this was better than solely existing in the neverending lands of his vast mind. But was it? He knew better than all people that it did not come down to simple existence. It wasn't a biologicl process, live that is. It wasn't just numbers and facts. It was love and laughter, sorrow and pain and anger - It was more. Humans were more.... Rory was more! "Rory..." He whispered shakily. "Rory, no...Don't-Don't say that..." He walked up to him slowly. Did he have any right at all to even tuch him? To look at him even? "The alternative would be you're none-existence...And no...I couldn't..." I couldn't bear that.

#Trust-theplastic

thegloriousfairytale

”What? — It’s not like it’s the first time we’ve ever broken in a place.”

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The Doctor shook his head and raised his hands as if trying to calm her. "Yes, we did. Of course we did, but this is different! The Rigoths are a very sensitive species who behave incredibly hostile towards strangers. Especially humans!" While speaking, he reached into the pocket of his jacket to pull out his sonic screwdriver and use it to open the lock of the door anyway. "That doesn't mean we can't look around...Carefully of course." He winked.

#thegloriousfairytale

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"Layers" Character Meme

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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE

name: The Doctor

eye color: green

hair color: brown

height: 182cm

clothing style: Bowtie and Tweed

best physical feature: His hair.

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE

fears: He fears himself.

guilty pleasure: Nicknaming the Tardis.

biggest pet peeve: People acting smarter than him

ambition for the future: Just keep running.

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS

first thoughts waking up: I shouldn't fall asleep...

what they think about the most: The universe

what they think about before bed: Hoping for no nightmares

what they think their best quality Is: Bowties Intelligence.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?

single or group dates: Let's not do dates. That's awkward.

to be loved or respected: To be loved.

beauty or brains: Brains.

dogs or cats: How about a triceratops?

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?

lie: Rule number one

believe in yourself: Too much and not at all.

believe in love: Yes!

want someone: Amy and Rory

LAYER SIX: EVER?

been on stage: Yes!

done drugs: Probably...

changed who you were to fit in: It's called regeneration.

LAYER SEVEN: AGE

dob: Who knows

how old will you be: 1200+

age you lost your virginity: Uhm...Yes, this is a question.

does age matter: Sometimes.

LAYER EIGHT: IN A BOY OR GIRL

best personality: Curiousity.

best eye color: All of them.

best hair color: Ginger.

best thing to do with a partner: Save the universe.

LAYER NINE: FINISH THE SENTENCE

i love: humanity.

i feel: restless.

i hide: my true intentions, my anger, my sorrow.

i miss: Everyone.

i wish: It wasn't always down to me.

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"I have to confess something. I’m dying…"

”Oh.. you are. I see.”

Obi-wan did get out much at first. He had to let this information sink in. How were the chances? The doctor, this mysterious being was really dying. If kids belived jedis were immortal, then timelords should be as well. So was he nothing more than a foolish boy as well? Telling himself that the doctor would always be here? Obi-wan sighed.

‘'I'm so sorry.”

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Obi-wan Kenobi was sorry for him. After all that happened, after all this time, after everything he'd done to the jedi master, no - Everything he will do, the other one couldn't help but feel compassion for this ancient fool, who would never stop running. Until now that was. Why did he tell him of all people? Why was it him he could confess to something he wouldn't dare to admit to himself, even though he knew it was true? He will fall at lake silencio and it will be over. A thousand years of trying to escape lead him to a place where there was no escaping from. And wasn't this all right? It's a fixed point in time, after all. Was it selfishness that lead him to believe he could do any good by succumbing to what can't be changed? Face his own end with at least a little dignity to know everyone else could continue living without him? Maybe he hoped for a little forgiveness. A little peace. Why won't he ever just give up? "Don't be..." He shook his head no, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. Pull yourself together, old man. "It is quite alright, eh? We can't live forever and Obi-wan I almost did! Oh, the stories I could tell!" A bittersweet smile lit up his face and made him look a lot older, a lot wiser and a lot more tired. As if no sleep was capable of lifting his deep sorrow. So much pain, so much anger, so much love. Did anyone ever love so many and so dearly as he did? All those deep emotions... They wouldn't help him now... But they could make things easier. "It's time for my last journey, Obi-wan." The Doctor looked up to meet the eyes of the younger male. "I am going to be killed and It's not supposed to be stopped."

#negotiatorwithoutpeer #THE ANGST