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  • Doctor Who

    (Ah heck, I'll try and slip in. :D )
    The Time Keeper poked his head out of his TARDIS, sighing. London. He'd been having problems with navigating his TARDIS, and now he ended up in London, which was perhaps one of his least favorite places on earth. Not that London wasn't nice, it just wasn't his kind of place. But since he was already here, he would take a quick look around. Whistling casually, he slipped out and closed the door behind him, wandering down the street.

  • Doctor Who

    PrincessDove wrote:


    Song heard a weird noise coming from around Kings Street. She turned the corner to see a man, stepping out of a (What's his TARDIS? Police Box?) and closing the door behind him. She tried to pay no mind to this stranger, but caught herself following after him. She stopped, and then decided she'd much rather go to the donut shoppe, which was on Kings Street. She continued following him on her way there, casually hoping he did not see her. He seemed...out of place. She hadn't seen him before...


    OOC: its like the Doctor's but the chameleon circuit is working...)


    The Time Keeper usually only had two states, hyper awareness and complete oblivion. Today was one of those completely oblivious days. He was mostly contemplating various things, including if he should go visit a new planet, or perhaps go somewhere on earth. Then again, it had been awhile since I tried to find any other time lords. Perhaps they were around somewhere, which would be a pleasant change.

  • Doctor Who

    /(I have no idea what you're planning but I like it.)


    The Time Keeper saw the whole thing go down, including Song get captured. His first thought was if she was still alive or not, and where she had been taken. What did the creatures want with her? Taking out his slightly modified pocket watch, he ducked behind a car and tried scanning. She was still nearby, it seemed... "All right then.." he muttered. Grabbing a grenade in his pocket, he tossed it at the aliens to distract them before racing towards the signal.

  • Doctor Who

    PrincessDove wrote:


    A few aliens exploded, and some rushed to help. Others stayed fighting the innocent civilians. Song, though, stopped crying and screaming, realizing it to be of no use. Finally, something exciting happens and is has to be this...


    (Sorry for takin so long)


    The Time Keeper grabbed a flash grenade, tossing it towards the creatures as a distraction and hurried downstairs, following the signal. But as he got what he assumed was closer, the signal flickered and went out. "Shoot..." he muttered under his breath looking up. Grinning, he crept quietly through the halls. The Earth may not have been his favorite planet, but it was extraordinarily interesting at times.

  • Doctor Who

    Nepeta Leijon (Meow!) wrote:


    (That's fine, I understand, busy-ness. :) )


    IC: She looked around, hearing an explosion from the grenade, then she heard footsteps near the door. She ran over and rammed against it. "HELP!"


    {Shhhh no spoilerss I havent season season 7 yet :C)
    The Time Keeper turned curiously towards the noise, realizing it had to be the human girl that was captured. "Get back from the door!" he shouted. Reaching into one of his jacket pockets, he puled out something resembling a small phone and pressed it against the door, pressing something into the keypad. A countdown began, and he raced several feet away, clamping his hands over his ears, hoping the girl was away from the door. 10 seconds later, there was a loud bang and the door was blown open.

  • Operation Character [P]arty

    (Yo its been like 999999 years I miss this place. I know for a fact I'm gonna use the time keeper, and the shadow, and The. Also this other character called the scientist.
    and a couple people from the old thread whom I might want t develop more idk. But definitely those four)

  • Operation Character [P]arty

    "Could I have a name for the order please?" A young man of average height wearing a leather jacket and dark jeans glanced up at the woman taking his order, his chocolate Brown eyes meeting her grey ones. "J." He replied. Nodding, she wrote down "Jay" and walked off. It was intriguing to him. Everyone assumed his name was Jay, when it was in fact just the letter. Of course, his name wasn't actually J either. That was just a fake name, an alias was the term here he believed. He never gave out his real name. An understandable mistake, but fascinating nonetheless. Everything about earth interested him really. The culture was so unique and diverse, and everyone was so different. He loved watching the locals, and observing them. This time he had decided to visit a local diner in Oregon. Much like the other cities and destinations he had been to, Oregon was a truly beautiful place. Maybe not his absolute favorite, but close to the top of the list.
    After finishing his meal, he left a generous tip and made his way outside. The only thing he was mystified about was why so many people valued pieces of paper so much. The coins were better in his opinion. Pulling his jacket tighter from a burst of cool air, he pushed his black framed glasses up on his nose slightly and headed towards the ocean, to see the sunset. Everything here was so much more exciting, even their sun. Truthfully, he loved it here. It was almost a paradise.


    (okay its not perfect but yeah one of my new characters also he's not from earth I guess. I don't know anything outside of his looks and personality oops. I'll have to fly by the seat of my pants. Also I think he has abilities of some sort?)

  • Operation Character [P]arty

    Star Dust wrote:


    A young woman appeared in an alleyway, dressed in worn bluejeans, and a dark grey hoodie. She was about average as far as height went, and as she slipped her hood off, her flaming red hair stood nearly on end, rustling in the wind as she stepped out into the air. Glancing at a watch on her wrist, she started off down the street at a leisurely pace, feet making almost no noise on the ground below them as she made her way down the street, golden eyes casual and calm, watching over the scenery. This was, in fact, an act, as Miss White was going somewhere very important. She breathed in the clear air, stuffing a pair of sleek gloves in her pockets- transportation as she went could get a little nippy, she preferred not to loose any fingers to frostbite in transit. She looked up at the sky, watching as a bird wheeled overhead, narrowly avoiding a collision with the other stranger on the street as she did so, twisting her shoulder at the last moment to glide past him. "Sorry!" she said quickly, glancing at J for a moment before looking away. He was going the same direction as her, but that was probably a coincidence- though there seemed to be something slightly...different about him, she figured it was just her nerves acting up. Feeling oddly conversational, she matched her pace with the strangers. "It's nice, isn't it." She remarked, referring to the surroundings "...you from here?"


    J waited at least over a full minute, taking in his surroundings again. It didn’t surprise him that someone ran into him really. In a way, he nearly expected it. Humans by nature seemed to be clumsy at times, on occasion. He liked that about them, the way they were so imperfect. It made them more interesting in his opinion. Realizing how long it had been, he looked back her, finally making eye contact. “Yes, it is nice. And I’m not from around here really though.” He admitted, shrugging his shoulders casually. “What about you?” he asked. Mentally, he answered his own question. He had been in the town for a few weeks and didn’t remember her. Obviously she wasn’t from around the area, unless he had missed her, which he doubted. She had been going the same direction as him however, and he idly considered the possibility of her heading where he was.

  • Conversing Over Coffee [Private RP with Nine]

    Aloys entered the small cafe slowly, glancing around for Caroline. She’d invited him here, and he’d readily agreed-after all, it was much better spending time with her than his step brother or Alex, even if Alex wasn’t quite so cruel anymore. It took him a few moments before he spotted her, seemingly lost in thought. He grinned to himself, placing an order for an iced decaf coffee and heading over to her.


    "Hey Caroline!" he said cheerfully, sliding into the seat across from her. “Nice to see you again." It had been a little while since they had a chance to actually sit down together, especially since both of their jobs kept them relatively busy. That made the times when they could talk all the more valuable to him.