The Doctor

“He's like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night, and the storm in the heart of the sun. He's ancient and forever. He burns at the center of time and he can see the turn of the universe. And... he's wonderful. " {Doctor Who Roleplaying Blog Occasionally NSFW. Character and writer are both of legal age Following ' Thetenthdr ' tag}

[thetenthdr-blog]

Sorry!

Things have been a bit hectic/busy lately. I will be active again as soon as possible.

Happy new years!

cheers!

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OH GOD MARTIN’S HAND by *TickleTheToast

Fantasies just became reality’s 

John..where is your other hand?

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This just happened…

Sorry, guys.

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I’d love to source this but I have NO idea who made it! Help!

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After seeing these pictures I think that when I have kids I won’t be telling them about a jolly old man with a red coat and white beard who goes around the world giving the good little girls and boys wonder toys.

Instead I will tell them about a man called The Doctor. A man who could change his face. And could take you away in his magical machine. Who could show you the whole of time and space, and when your with him you will wish that it would never end.

[whispersinthestatic]

Oh Dalek tree, oh Dalek tree — how freaking scary you aaaare!

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[badwolfgoddess]

Through the streets || Closed RP}

[badwolfgoddess]

“No, if there was something that I learnt from traveling with you it’s that nothing is impossible” she wasn’t going to stop trying. If the situation hadn’t been of such an extreme importance, she would have fought over all the possibilities; she would have allowed her mind to think of all the possible adventures they could once again live. She would have laughed at the place where her thoughts had ended. Always back to him, even in the worst of moments.

Rose held him tight, hands firmly positioned around his waist as she allowed the tears flow and die against his suit. “We were going to be together, forever, The stuff of legends” a soft laugh found its way through her sobbing. “No, no, I just found you, I just…” she was broken, she felt broken and nothing could fix her, not her old life nor the new one. The girl refused to accept the fact that this was goodbye, she would never be able to see the man she loved to the bones again.

And there were his ancient eyes again-staring at her, Rose could feel the slight shaking of his hands on her almost bare shoulders, choosing his next words carefully, her face went completely pale and all she was able to do was to hold her breath. I Love You. The blond gasped and before she could say anything, anything, he slipped from her arms. She had waited so long-much too long to hear those words, and now that they were sure this was the last moments they would ever share, the Doctor had spoken his heart to his human companion. It wasn’t fair, it wasn’t!

Rose stood still, eyes focused on his slim figure, there weren’t any words left for her to say to the man standing a few steps from her. She wiped away the tears that were clouding her vision with the back of her hand and turned on her heel, reaching towards the doors of the TARDIS, but stopped just before she opened them. She didn’t have the strength to cross that doorframe for the last time, she wasn’t ready for goodbye, but it had to be done whether she liked it or not.

The girl turned around slowly, letting her face hide behind the messy threads of her hair, lids lowered and gaze focused right on her feet. She lifted her arm just in front of her, offering the Doctor her hand. “Please?” One last adventure outside the TARDIS. Rose was asking for help, she couldn’t do this, not alone, she needed him right by her side or she would never cross that doors. The tears were now messing up her face, leaving trails of black mascara as they caressed her cheeks.

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"This is only going to make it harder." The Doctor made out with a wavering voice, despite taking a slow step forward as to take her raised hand- one last venture together, however small it would be. His eyes remained downcast, and he swallowed dryly as he lead Rose outside of the TARDIS- allowing the door to swing shut behind them. He wanted to, more than anything, take her into his arms and tell her that things would be quite alright, to smudge away the dark trails of tears that streaked her face as she sobbed silently. Rose wasn't a stupid girl, but she had made a bad decision that she needed to remedy, and soon. He walked with her at a slightly faster pace than one would normally, leading her to the location this had began, and where it would need to be fixed- the tell-tale signs of a disturbance being a lingering discomfort that would seem to ward off any passing visitors. Even from afar, the Doctor could sense that his TARDIS was uncomfortable.  The damage had been no little thing, and that was for certain. He nearly couldn't bare to look at Rose, in her state and his own weak resolve. 

[teamtardis-rp]

Mickey Smith  //  FC: Noel Clarke  //  OPEN

Mickey Smith has traveled a long way from being the Doctor’s ‘tin dog’. After having had his time travelling with the Doctor and Rose, switching between his own world and the parallel world, Mickey’s seasoned and more than capable of standing his own ground. After the battle against Davros and the Daleks, when Mickey decided to stay in his original world with Martha and Captain Jack, he began working for U.N.I.T. with Martha, keeping in fairly good touch with Jack, who continued to head up his team at Torchwood. Over time, his relationship with Martha grew to the point of something romantic through their work together, the two starting a casual relationship that eventually grew more serious, before just recently getting married about four years ago. Mickey doesn’t allow for the relationship to get in the way of their work, doing odd jobs of a paranormal nature in lieu of the Doctor.

Just recently, Mickey and Martha got a call from Captain Jack Harkness, who, having recently lost his team at Torchwood, needed a bit of help. Since then, they’ve been working together along with Donna Noble in a reformed sector of Torchwood, Donna having regained her memories up to a point. It took a bit of time, but the group’s gained a cohesiveness now of a team that’s been working together much longer than they actually have been. Mickey’s become something of an expert when it comes to weaponry and guns, both of the Earthly and alien denomination, which comes in handy on the team’s adventures. Now that there’s word of new rift activity in Cardiff, which hasn’t happened in quite a while, Mickey and the team are back on the job and the alert for the recently disappeared Doctor, knowing that things were about to get even crazier than before.

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Team TARDIS is looking for a Mickey Smith! Apply here. 

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Watching the Meat episode of Torchwood. Big, iffy question…

Is Jack wearing one of Ianto’s vests?

[thetenthdr-blog]

OML. What if he is

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[justsoapbubbles]

“That’s the point actually. Both in fiction and in life. When someone dies you lose all that potential. You grieve over everything they could have been. Everything you hoped for them. Everything they might have achieved with their lives, everyone they could have loved. Every job they could have had. Every joy they could have had. It’s gone.”

     - Russell T Davies

[killiansjjones]

“You never will be just a blip in time, Ianto Jones. Not for me.”

[jaityle]

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Closed Roleplay: flirtatiouscaptainharkness, thetenthdr

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“For not doing that earlier.” Jack spoke as he removed his coat and tossed it onto a railing. “Why? Well why not?” It was clear the alcohol was almost all the way out of his system. Jack’s cheeks turned back to their normal color.

“Doctor.. That kiss I guess you can say we shared.. I didn’t just do it because I thought we were going to die..” He paused as his thoughts slowed down. “I felt something then.”

Jack then changed the subject.. Or tried to when he pointed at the door. “So we here at the beach? Let’s go check it out.” He turned to walk toward the door.

[thetenthdr-blog]

"Jack!" The Doctor called out, as Jack turned on his heel to leave the TARDIS- though he was half pressed to let him, which would allow the slight awkwardness the situation brought to die down.  Letting his arms fall to his sides- he raised a brow in question and gestured to the Captain. "You're not seriously going out on a beach dressed like that, are you?" He avoided his true concerns with Jack's confession by bringing up the valid point, slipping out of his own long, brown coat and deeming his suit suitable enough.  The Doctor pointed towards where the TARDIS held an impressive collection of clothing, sure that Jack would be able to find something more suited to the hot weather awaiting them outside. He figured he would address what Jack had admitted earlier, at a later time. It had been quite a long while since he had last seen the Captain, after all. Catching up with him was first and foremost.   Still pointing, "I'm sure you'll find something better up there, go have a look. You won't be doing much swimming in your get-up, will you?"