I'm the Doctor. And this... This may very well be my Last Adventure (P)

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    The Doctor has regenerated. Lucky number 13, eh? Well... Sorta. First off, the regeneration definently messed something up. He's a she. A 26-ish looking woman, with short blonde hair, bright blue eyes, a bright blue coat with tails that go down to her knees, and a lilting British accent.
    This is the Doctor's Last Adventure.
    So grab your sonic screwdrivers, enter the TARDIS, and brace yourselves.


    NOTES:
    So, basic stuff there. All WCRPG rules apply... There are two slots, not counting myself, and I would prefer one boy and one girl.
    IF YOU SIGN UP, PLEASE ROLEPLAY!
    I have too many people who take up a slot and never do anything. IT'S RUDE. DON'T DO IT.
    No form is required, but you must give a description of your charrie's appearance, role, personality, and anything else that's important.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by Glitch in the System ().

    Name- Maybelle Ends
    Age- 22
    Personality- Maybelle is sweet and kind towards everything. She loves to learn about the unknown and the unseen. Is adventurous and curious about everything. When she's mad she pretends like she's not but she's actually plotting a way to get back at the person who made her mad. Has a hard time sitting still and paying attention.
    Appearance- http://www.bing.com/images/sea…54D48F002&selectedIndex=1
    Species- human
    Role in Life- at work she's an employee. Later on for The Doctor she's almost like a family friend

    The post was edited 1 time, last by #CheshireCat {School Started} ().

    Accepted! And okay, you may reserve. Please post your charrie as soon as possible.
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    IN A RUSH
    [sub][color=white]Name; Unknown [Alias; Aaron Thomson]
    Age; Unknown
    Species; A nameless species whom are known for wrecking chaos amongst the universe. Most commonly known as the Chaotics.
    Appearance;

    Hidden


    Unhidden


    [sub][color=white]Personality; This category is very vague, seeing as he is very reserved and unreadable.
    Role; As a spreader of chaos, I plan on him being a antagonist at first, chaos chaos on Earth. Then, after a while, I plan on him becoming a protagonist.
    Family; None
    Other; Regret Nothing!

    The post was edited 1 time, last by Stalia Akains ().

    T.T I'm waiting until tomorrow morning (as I probably won't be on until then,) for her to show up. Then I'm opening it up again.......

    Kk. I'lll start, and then we'll continue then.



    It's a good thing no one tends to pay attention to the little things that might seem weird, if they happen in one of London's many alleyways. Otherwise, they might notice the blonde woman who limps out of a battered blue police box, coughing and holding her side.
    "Ow..." She mutters. She turns around, and the door to the box slams shut. "Fine. Be that way." She turns, coughing again. This time, she sees the golden dust that floats into the air.
    "Ah." She winces, and slowly stands up, her body making cricking noises as she draws herself to her full height. (Which isn't very tall, only about 5'3")

    [sub][color=black]The supposed human blinked his dual-colored eyes, adjusting his red and blue glasses. 'Aaron' grinned to himself, watching the cars crash in front of him. The chaos he caused was quiet lovely, watching the metal and blood cover the road. His powers made the manipulation over the pathetic humans too easy. He licked a bit of blood off his hand, seeing as the sheer force of the crash he had witnessed/caused had crushed a nearby civilian with such force his hand had been covered in the crimson liquid.
    "Mmm..." He muttered, grinning darkly at the scene.
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    Maybelle was walking on the side walk and looked around. She stopped for a minute as she saw a blue police box in a alleyway. As the watched the blonde limp out of it she raised an eyebrow and walks over to her." Is everything alright?" She asked her with a concern tone.