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TEMPUSXROSA
an independent, highly selective roleplay blog for Rose Tyler from BBC’s Doctor Who
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superb~ || @tempusxrosa continued from [x]
The Poet cast a glance around his silent audience, as if he was looking across a garden of flowers or sculptures on display plinths. He rolled a wrist, his expression nonplussed.
"I'd call it art, actually," he noted, bringing that hand up to rest under his chin. "And art is supposed to be evocative, so I'm pleased this has had the desired effect!" He chuckled melodically, leaning back in his plush leather chair and clicking his ringed fingers together as he observed her with a wide grin.
"And I wouldn't worry about these people waking up and wanting to destroy me, darling. In my experience, when people are forcefully ripped from their imaginative states, they're either too exhausted to do anything or they beg me to go back in. I'll be just fine, but thank you for your concern!"
He pushed himself up from his chair, folding his arms behind his back as he approached her. "I'm just giving people the adventures they crave! All the things they yearn after but can never achieve. Everything they've ever desired-" He flourished his wrist above his head. "- the impossible made possible."
He stopped a short distance from her, dropping his wrist and rolling into a bow. "I'm the Poet, darling. And whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?"
"That's horrible!" Rose looked from the pale vacant faces around her, to the spidery man bowing before her. "It's not art. It's... it's a prison. It's WORSE than that, you're treating these people like cattle!"
She glared at him, standing her ground as he drew closer, heart hammering in her chest. There was no way in hell she was giving this madman her name. "What's your angle then. You feeding off them like some sick sort of parasite, is that it?" Again, she cast her eyes over the crowds of listless victims, searching for a familiar face amongst the sea of strangers. Was he here? Had he fallen into this so called Poet's gallery of human sculptures.
"No one would desire this, mate. No matter what they're seeing in there." Rose fixed the man with a cold, furious glare, brown eyes burning like twin suns. "Let them out. Now."
"Oh my GOD!"
Pain forgotten -- well, MOSTLY forgotten, all the important Keeping Her From Him bits anyway -- Rose scrambled up to her feet. An instant later she was on him, flinging her arms around his frame -- too skinny, when had he gotten so paper thin? -- and burying her face in his chest.
"It's you!" she breathed, hardly daring to look at him in case she was wrong, but pulling back to stare up into those gorgeous, enigmatic eyes she had missed so badly. And oh, all it took was one look, and there was that broad, tongue-between-teeth grin of hers, her warm brown eyes full of light and laughter. "Hello you..."
Automatically, her hand went up to brush lightly against his face. He looked... older, somehow. Not quite the boyish face she remembered from when he'd first regenerated, but still him. Still her Doctor. He was all... stubbly, and his eyes were tired, but-
"You're really here... Oh my god, it's you, and you're here! ... I found you..."
The Doctor was in a state of shock at seeing her standing there. It had been so long. He had gone through a a few regenerations since he had last seen her. The Doctor always thought of her though. Even in this incarnation when he first bumped into Donna again and she started calling out Rose. Rose Tyler was the first thought that came into his head until he realized it wasn't her but Donna's daughter.
Before he knew it, Rose had got to her feet and had her arms around him. He put his arms around her and pretty much lifted her off the floor as he hugged her. When she pulled back, he looked back at her and couldn't help but look back into her eyes. Seeing the grin with her tongue between her teeth, one that he loved, he finally spoke again. "Hello." He said, the cheeky and familiar grin appearing on his face.
The Doctor leaned into her touch as she did this. "I am pretty sure it is supposed to be me finding you." He said. "I can't believe that you are here. Its been so long."
"Can't have you putting in all the work... where's the fun in that?" she teased. Her thumb traced gently over his jawline, and she shook her head, hardly daring to believe it.
"Has it?" Rose studied The Doctor's face more carefully, taking in everything about him. He was right. She could see it. The lines in his face. The extra weight that had settled behind his eyes. All the same, she couldn't stop smiling. "Still look the same to me. A little tired though... You been sleepin' alright?" Jesus, she sounded like Jackie. The thought made her blush. Suddenly nervous, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"... suppose it has been a few years... I would've been here sooner, but-... this whole... bouncing round 'tween universes... Not as easy as it looks! Almost makes me feel bad, making fun of your driving all the time..."
@chaosgodoflove has found a flower in the vortex
“Definitely Earth, then… that’s something at least…” Rose murmured, slinging her dimension canon onto her back as she squinted around at her surroundings. Gods it was HOT though. Too warm for England. And somewhere in the distance, she could hear the ocean, crashing against the shore. She peered up, tilting her head back, and grinning as she caught a glimpse of the pure blue sky. The air was so fresh, it was almost sweet. Past. Definitely the past. Before factories and cars and smog…
Hopefully not before Timelords…
“Right!” she murmured, peeling off her jacket and turning in a circle as she tried to decide on a direction. “Find a road. City. TARDIS. Shouldn’t be so-“
She froze. There was someone standing there, hardly a dozen yards away, staring at her. Probably because to their eyes, she’d just materialized out of thin air. Rose winced.
“Oh! Um… … hello…”
The God watched the woman, curious. She had technology not of the current time. And seemed to materialize out of thin air. This was a power many Gods had, but he sensed no divinity from her. In fact, she appeared to be completely human. Yet, she had powers no human should have. So, of course he was intrigued. And also concerned as well.
When she spotted and addressed him, only then did he move closer.
"Human," he said, his voice deep and alluring. "What is this... thing in your hand? I've never seen anything like it before."
Rose blinked, visibly startled by the address. After all, no one had ever addressed her as 'human' unless they weren't one. She could feel her hackles raising almost instinctively, and she took half a step back, scrutinizing the pale stranger. He didn't look alien. But then again... neither had The Doctor.
"No... doubt there's anything like it for miles around," she said, drumming her fingers on the strap holding the canon to her back. "It's a sort of... transport. Hard to explain really. Sorry, but can you tell me where I am? I'm looking for a friend of mine, but I've a feeling I've gone and landed in the wrong... er... location?"
“ i know you don’t need my help. but i’m offering it anyway. ”
[protective prompts || accepting]
Rose was quiet for a long moment, staring at the floor of her cell. It was all a colossal misunderstanding. That was what she'd been trying to explain to the guards anyway. Yes, she was an associate of The Doctor's, but it wasn't as if she'd been WITH him when he'd gone and gotten himself into trouble the last time he'd stopped off at this bloody planet! He wasn't even here! Wrong universe, wrong time by the sound of things... But no one had bothered listening to her. They hadn't even given her a trial, just taken her dimension canon, slapped on the cuffs and an extremely unflattering neon green worksuit, and shoved her into a cell.
Which meant she was stuck.
She studied the stranger in the opposing cell, tracing the scars across his face. He was smiling... but plenty of people had smiled at her in the past and turned out to be snakes.
"... What exactly did you have in mind?"
protective prompts
feel free to adjust as needed!
PROTECTING: “ are you sure you’re okay? ” “ i’m not letting you go alone. ” “ let me help. ” “ say the word and i’ll be there. ” “ i know you can handle it yourself, but it doesn’t mean you should have to do this on your own. ” “ i’ll stay the night. ” “ get some rest. ” “ ssh, go back to sleep. ” “ i’m worried about you. ” “ i’m not going anywhere. not as long as you’re in danger. ” “ i won’t let anyone hurt you. ” “ i won’t let that happen. ” “ look at me. you’re gonna be okay. ” “ what can i do? ” “ i’ll be right here with you the whole time. ” “ who did this to you? ” “ i can tell you’re upset, talk to me. ” “ i’m not letting them get away with this. ” “ i’ll get you out of this. trust me. ” “ i know you don’t need my help. but i’m offering it anyway. ” “ you’re shaking like a leaf— what’s wrong? ” “ what happened? ” “ i’m gonna fucking kill them. ” “ i won’t let anyone hurt you again. not ever. ” “ if anything happened to you… ” “ i need you in my life. so please, let me do what i need to to make it safe. ” “ i can’t lose you. ” PROTECTED: “ have you been waiting up this whole time? ” “ how long have you been here? ” “ i’ll be okay. i promise. ” “ will you stay with me? ” “ please don’t go. ” “ i feel safer when you’re here. ” “ thank you for making me feel safe. ” “ i trust you. ” “ why are you helping me? ” “ is it over now? ” “ you don’t have to do this, ya’ know. ” “ i can take care of myself. ” “ you don’t have to worry so much. ” “ i don’t want you to get hurt either. ” “ i can’t bear the thought of you putting yourself in danger for me. ” “ you’re bleeding! ” “ thank you, but i’ll be alright. ” “ please don’t get hurt. not because of me. ” ACTIONS: 1. for one muse to wake up after sustaining an injury and find the other at the side of their bed 2. for one muse to hold the other after a nightmare 3. for one muse to step between the other and someone who intends to do them harm 4. for one muse to push the other out of harm’s way 5. for one muse to get hurt protecting the other 6. for one muse to fall asleep next to the other muse who is keeping watch 7. for one muse to rescue the other 8. for one muse to get caught hiding an injury sustained while protecting them 9. for one muse to react to the other hiding an injury 10. for one muse to take care of the other while they’re sick/injured 11. for one muse to kiss the other’s scar 12. for one muse to treat an injury the other sustained while protecting them 13. for one muse to kill to protect the other 14. for one muse to get killed while protecting the other 15. for one muse to fall asleep in the hospital bed with the other
“make it stop.” (from Dhawan)
hard to find hurt/comfort prompts || accepting
"Hey, look at me! Look at me, it's gonna be okay," Rose said, gently cupping the man's face between her palms. "You're gonna be alright, promise."
She smoothed back the hair from the stranger's face, offering him a reassuring smile. Inside, her heart was pounding frantically. Her eyes flicked to the mechanism the man was strapped to, watching the pulsations of energy flash rhythmically through the system.
She couldn't be completely certain of where she had landed -- not Earth, definitely. Some sort of prison planet, far in the future, and desperately off course from where she was meant to be. She knew he must have been some sort of criminal, but she had never been able to sit idly by and watch another living creature in pain.
"I've got you. I'm here. Just-... Hold on a minute. I'm gonna get you out of here. Just... stay still. I've got you."
The Master snarls at the unsolicited touch; the Matrix and the Cyberium and his own honeycombed accumulation of traumatic memories all swirl like Charybdis, until Rose's gentle words are half-drowned.
A lull in the feed of psychic energy, as the machine goes dormant for daily maintenance. A few syllables pierce the noisy haze.
'I've got you--' I've got you anyway. Blonde...! Did you come back for me, Doctor?
No no no no no--round face, Cheshire mouth, dark dark eyes.
I've got you anyway--no, I never did. I never did. "SHUT UP, SHUT UP! If you're gonna go, GO!!!!"
A pause, a shiver, a fervent and almost fearful look, delirious with pain saturating every level of his unusually porous psyche. Go.
"Let her carry you away from me. Someone always does....!"
She couldn't help but flinch at the sudden outburst, but she did her best to ignore it. The pain in his voice was... unbearable. Clearly he wasn't fully in the room with her.
"Hold on, just-... I'm not going anywhere. Just need to-" Rose pushed swept the hair back from her face, tongue tucked between her teeth and brow furrowing as she followed a maze of thick, twisting metal wires from the network of Cyber-Tech to a silvery device glowing a brilliant and eerie shade of blue. Power box. Had to be, didn't it? She'd learned too much about the Cybermen in her various hops across the universe, but it never failed to unnerve her how... creative some of their methods could be.
"Right. This might sting a bit..." Squatting beside the power-unit, she grabbed the biggest wire with both hands and pulled as hard as she could, wrenching it out of the box. Not as clean as the sonic screwdriver, but desperate times... There was a horrendous high pitched squealing, and the blue light abruptly cut out. She didn't stop there. She kept ripping wires out of the box until the stranger was completely detached, then stood up, grinning. "Got it! ... you alright? Can you hear me?"
My character is under a truth serum, ask them anything.
MY CHARACTER HAS TO ANSWER TRUTHFULLY, NO MATTER THE QUESTION.
❝ by your side is where i'm meant to be. ❞ | In case you didn't know -from @tempusxrosa
He stared at her speechlessly; emerald eyes who have seen universes burns, felt the loss of his people and his companions (especially of the blonde woman in front of him. Twice technically and too close to call moments in the past), and has more burdens and harbours guilt more than any other being and life-form he knows. How could she...how could she still feel this way after all this time?
"Rose," The Doctor started off as he shook his head. "You've known...gods, you've known. I cannot fathom the fear of potentially losing you again or something happening to you on my watch. If you do stay with me, come back on the TARDIS, I can't...I can't promise you safety anymore. I can't promise I'm still the same man you once knew. I know you have said that we've done this before that it doesn't matter.
It still matters to me. It's always going to matter to me."
"I'm not asking you to keep me safe." Rose stepped a little nearer, her warm brown eyes flickering over his face. "I've never asked you to. I know the risks, Doctor. I've always known. And I get it, yeah? You don't want anything to happen to me... but I have lived a life where nothing happens, and I can't stand it. The only place I've ever lived, ever felt alive is right here. By your side. I've walked cross universes to get here, I know what it costs. And I accept it."
Slowly, tenderly, she reached out and threaded her fingers with his, lifting their intertwined hands to her chest, examining them. Different hands. This made three of his she'd held now, but even hers had changed since she was that nineteen year old girl in the shops... They fit different now. But they fit together all the same.
"You say you've changed. So've I. You've changed before, and I stuck with you then. You're not getting rid of me this time. Not now. Not ever." Again, she met his gaze. Gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. "I don't need you to be anyone but you. Whoever that is now. And I won't have any life but this."
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It's a GORGEOUS day, and I've got an audition to record, and a DND session I haven't prepped AT ALL later today... My goal is to get through drafts for Rose, Luca, and try to get Gene down to 30 drafts... Don't even ask me what my inbox looks like, because the answer is simply A Nightmare 😂 The good news is, I'm on vacation! So it'll all get done Eventually...
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INK'S MASTERLIST OF MUSES
While most people who interact with this blog are here for The Doctor, I thought it might be helpful to put together a post that gives all my followers straightforward and easy access to all of my active muses!
Tenth Doctor - @anywherexwhen || Rose Tyler - @tempusxrosa || Genevive LaVerna - @incangencence || Oswin Oswald - @reministella || Multi-Muse [OCs / Doctor Who / Remedy Games] - @roisdevivre
OPEN STARTERS: Click on any character, and you'll see an open starter that works as an easy first interaction for most muses. Feel free to reply to any of these, even if someone else already has! (**Most of the Bio links will take you over to the Muses Page on my multi-blog, where you can find information on any character that doesn't have an individual blog)
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CANON: Tenth Doctor || Rose Tyler || Ruby Sunday || The Barber || Abena || Bill Potts || Simm!Master || Belinda Chandra CANON-DIVERGENT: Oswin Oswald (BIO HERE) || The Rani Omega (BIO HERE) || The Master Doctor (BIO HERE) ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: Bastian Black (partial Cyberman convert - BIO HERE) || Genevieve "Gene" LaVerna (companion to The Master - BIO HERE)
REMEDY GAMES - CONTROL & ALAN WAKE
CANON: Director Zachariah Trench || Dylan Faden / P6 ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: The Other (interdimensional entity / "Barbara Jagger" - BIO HERE )
FANDOMLESS ORIGINAL CHARACTERS
Caesar Le'Roi (Necromancer and International Rock Sensation - BIO HERE) Luca Cain (Werewolf - BIO HERE)
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