App for Boomtown
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spacepeterpanPlayer's Name: Paul
Are you over 16? Yes
Characters Played Here: None
Character: The Doctor (Eleventh)
Series/Canon: Doctor Who
From When? Shortly after "The Day of the Doctor"
History:
Long and convoluted. I'll run through the more important points with the greatest influence on his Eleventh incarnation, but there are a lot more details here.
The Doctor has been through several lives, and an improbably long string of adventures. As a Gallifreyan child of high social standing, The Doctor was exposed to a spacetime fault called the Untempered Schism: an opening from normal space-time to the Time Vortex, a higher-dimensional, transcendental feature of the cosmos through which time travel is possible. By his own description, he was one of those inspired by the Schism to run, and as a (relative) youth, he "borrowed" an already-obsolete Type 40 Mark 1 TARDIS time machine and fled in defiance of the (usually) rigid Time Lord policy of noninterference.
Over the next several centuries, The Doctor encountered (and frequently rescued) countless different species in various times and places across the expanse of the universe, although he developed a special fondness for the human race of Earth, and particularly gravitated time and time again to 20th century England; as a result, he has saved Earth and its people many, many times, in between bouts of saving other worlds and civilizations, or simply running off on adventures (and usually finding enough trouble to have to save someone from something). In the course of those adventures, he has even "died" a number of times--being a Time Lord, he can naturally regenerate up to twelve times, if mortally wounded. He has also been in varying degrees of trouble with the Time Lords, from a period of banishment to Earth, to performing special missions for them.
However, in the last several centuries of his life, he was dragged into the Time War--a universe-decimating conflict between his people, the Time Lords, and his greatest nemeses (although it's frankly a pretty long list), the Daleks. The Time War ended with The Doctor condemning both the Daleks and his own people for the viciousness of the war and the incredible collateral damage involved, and (to the best of his knowledge) destroying both irrevocably. Since the end of the war, he has continued--perhaps even intensified--his previous pursuits of running around having adventures and trying (with wildly varying degrees of success) to save everyone from everything.
Since his latest regeneration, he has with the help of his companions saved the Earth twice, liberated a Space Whale, destroyed an army of Weeping Angels and an invasion force of space-fish, faced off against a psychic construct of his own darkest inclinations, prevented an invasion of the Earth's surface by the slumbering Silurians, prevented a TARDIS-knockoff from burning through the population of the Earth in search of a suitable pilot, befriended Vincent van Gogh, rescued entirety of existence from oblivion by re-triggering the Big Bang, used Lance Armstrong's foot to overturn the secret domination of Earth by aliens no one knew about, helped pirates fend off a mermaid attack, defeated a TARDIS-eating sentient planetoid, discovered one of his companions was actually a Flesh duplicate, and then led a small army in an almost bloodless rescue mission against a heavily fortified space station.
He also faced off against an artificially created and brainwashed Time Lord, a nearly-omnipotent little boy, and a faith-eating prisoner in space, after which he dropped his companions off at home and went off on what he describes as a "bit of a farewell tour" before going to his predestined death at Lake Silencio--although he managed to skirt around a Fixed Point in Time by faking his demise to the eyes of all observers (except one whom he sort of married-ish). Since then, he has helped a family cope with (and, ultimately, avoid) a loss just before Christmas, and gone on some adventures (or dates, but he won't call them dates) with River Song. He went through a rough patch after losing two of his closest friends to the Weeping Angels, but (relucantly) found a new companion, Clara, to travel with him for awhile--and even met two of his former selves, altering his own past (stupidly dangerous!) so that, rather that destroying Gallifrey and the Time Lords, he saved them, by locking them away in a pocket universe.
Since then, he's been off-and-on taking Clara on adventures and exploring a bit on his own in-between; most recently, he picked up peculiar time distortions on the TARDIS sensors, and--to his amazement--saw what seemed for all the world to be the signature of another TARDIS. He couldn't resist chasing after that, and having no time to spare as the signal faded, took the risk of opening up emergency TARDIS power to pursue the signal even as it seemed to lead right out of the universe...
Personality:
Perhaps the most profound influences on the Doctor's Eleventh incarnation (at least, the eleventh he acknowledges) were the Time War, and the final moments of his prior incarnation. While the experiences of the Time War--and particularly The Doctor's decision to end the war at the cost of his homeworld--left indelible emotional scars and some strains of deep darkness within him, his particuarly traumatic regeneration into the Eleventh Doctor was characterized by an overwhelming dread of his own impending end. The result has been described as "The Man who Forgets," although this is something of a misnomer. He has explicitly stated that as much as he would like to forget and has even tried to, he never does, and this can often be seen quite plainly in his reactions.
However, he might better be called "The Man who Lies" (his own "Rule One," at least one version of it, is "The Doctor Lies"), particularly to himself. What might be mistaken for forgetting his past is, on closer inspection, a symptom of stubbornly not facing it, because much of it is simply too painful, and because--born from the Tenth Doctor's intense fear of his own ending--he rejects all trappings of transience and mortality. It's said more than once by the Doctor and those close to him that he hates endings, and he fosters an air of childlike absurdity and enthusiasm for life, although at times it becomes clear that this is partly a facade: underneath the shell of the "madman with a box" who rejects conventionality with every breath is a very old, very tired man with overwhelming burdens of guilt and anger.
At the core, however, what defines The Doctor in all his incarnations is a tremendous capacity for compassion. He has said that his chosen name, The Doctor, represents a promise: "Never cowardly or cruel. Never give up, never give in." He also exhibits an exceptional and unique intellect, outstanding even among the Time Lords. He was essentially the Time Lord equivalent of the Hollywood trope of the Genius Slacker Kid: although quite a poor academic by Time Lord standards, he tends to come at problems from unusual angles and with a tendency to throwing together solutions from whatever's at hand. He avoids violence and explicit weaponry whenever possible, although he can be pushed to it in extreme circumstances (and makes exceptions for sufficiently nasty creatures like the Daleks, having seen many times the cost of too much hesitation).
As much as he tries to be chaste (particularly in comparison to his previous incarnation), the Doctor has a tendency to pick up pretty young ladies as companions; however, he has flatly rejected the insinuation that his intentions are anything but the most innocent and even paternal. He proudly describes himself as "Gandalf in Space" when accused of being a regular guy. Even so, he is intensely vain verging on narcissistic, and tends to show off at every turn and revel in the attention and adoration. Despite being sometimes downright prudish, he occasionally can't help a bit of harmless flirting, but he tends to become extremely awkward with anything less than platonic.
Why do you think your character would work in this setting?
The Doctor's going to be rather surprised, but certianly intrigued. He'll definitely stick around for the opportunity to explore the peculiar situation--and to see people he otherwise wouldn't get to see again. That, combined with his recent experiences, could even convince him to settle down for a little while, if there was enough to keep him interested.
What will your character do for work?
If the position's available, he'd probably love to be research superviser and annoy everyone by hyperactively poking around at every project to keep himself entertained.
Inventory:
The TARDIS will be there, but merged in a slightly helter-skelter fashion with the Tenth Doctor's TARDIS, the details of which we'll sort out. It won't of course (as discussed with the mods) function as a time machine while the Doctor's in Boomtown, and any use of it for other purposes will be checked with the mods before charging ahead, but it contains an enormous library, a swimming pool, a vast wardrobe, and can, in principle, make almost anything, although new rooms/devices have to be designed to actually work, and the Doctor's a bit make-it-up-as-you-go when it comes to that sort of thing. This is especially the stuff that would be checked with mods, of course.
The Doctor will have on his person his psychic paper, a small business card sized sheet of paper that responds to telepathic fields, particularly useful for sending messages or for bluffing past people by inventing appropriate credentials. He'll also have his sonic screwdriver, which although primarily literally a screwdriver that uses sound, has been upgraded over the centuries to do all kinds of things; he mostly uses it for scanning in the manner of a Star Trek tricorder with a telepathic interface, but it's been used for purposes as wide-ranging as healing small cuts, mending barbed wire, overriding programming, heating objects, and so on. The sonic has regularly been shown not to be of any use against things made of wood, at least not without centuries of calculations. Obviously this is another by-permission thing, and it fails to work often enough that it can be handwaved if need be.
Samples:
Third-Person Sample:
A thread from the Test Drive Meme!
First-Person Sample:
Replies to other characters' posts are also acceptable, so long as the 10-sentence minimum is met. However, you may be asked to provide more if this is not deemed sufficient.
[The Doctor smiles at the camera as he starts recording the network-shared video, and adjusts his bowtie.]
Ah, hello, I'm the Doctor. To those of you who already know me, I'll be looking forward to seeing you around, and to those who did know me, but don't at the moment, ah, hello again. I can't say it'll be nice getting to know you since I do already, but I do look forward to you getting to know me. Again. And everyone else, hello, either way. Lovely dome, you've got, all... dome-y.
[His attention seems to waver briefly, before he flashes another smile.]
Purely out of curiosity, what do you all do here, besides the sweeping? I gather I'll be getting a desk, which ought to be exciting, but I've a terrible feeling I'll run out of drawers within the day, and to be perfectly candid, I don't quite see the point of it, after that. Oh, right, apparently I'll also be getting money. Not quite sure what I'll do with that, either, but I'm sure that'll be exciting.
Imagine that, Pond, I could go and purchase things, eh?, like... chips, or coffee, orrrr.. whatever it is people usually purchase with money. No worries, I'll work it out.
Anyway, the Doctor, signing off, over and out, TTYL, OMG, SPQR. Take care, Ponds, and you, before you try anything, you just keep your hands off the desktop settings, Sandshoes.
Are you over 16? Yes
Characters Played Here: None
Character: The Doctor (Eleventh)
Series/Canon: Doctor Who
From When? Shortly after "The Day of the Doctor"
History:
Long and convoluted. I'll run through the more important points with the greatest influence on his Eleventh incarnation, but there are a lot more details here.
The Doctor has been through several lives, and an improbably long string of adventures. As a Gallifreyan child of high social standing, The Doctor was exposed to a spacetime fault called the Untempered Schism: an opening from normal space-time to the Time Vortex, a higher-dimensional, transcendental feature of the cosmos through which time travel is possible. By his own description, he was one of those inspired by the Schism to run, and as a (relative) youth, he "borrowed" an already-obsolete Type 40 Mark 1 TARDIS time machine and fled in defiance of the (usually) rigid Time Lord policy of noninterference.
Over the next several centuries, The Doctor encountered (and frequently rescued) countless different species in various times and places across the expanse of the universe, although he developed a special fondness for the human race of Earth, and particularly gravitated time and time again to 20th century England; as a result, he has saved Earth and its people many, many times, in between bouts of saving other worlds and civilizations, or simply running off on adventures (and usually finding enough trouble to have to save someone from something). In the course of those adventures, he has even "died" a number of times--being a Time Lord, he can naturally regenerate up to twelve times, if mortally wounded. He has also been in varying degrees of trouble with the Time Lords, from a period of banishment to Earth, to performing special missions for them.
However, in the last several centuries of his life, he was dragged into the Time War--a universe-decimating conflict between his people, the Time Lords, and his greatest nemeses (although it's frankly a pretty long list), the Daleks. The Time War ended with The Doctor condemning both the Daleks and his own people for the viciousness of the war and the incredible collateral damage involved, and (to the best of his knowledge) destroying both irrevocably. Since the end of the war, he has continued--perhaps even intensified--his previous pursuits of running around having adventures and trying (with wildly varying degrees of success) to save everyone from everything.
Since his latest regeneration, he has with the help of his companions saved the Earth twice, liberated a Space Whale, destroyed an army of Weeping Angels and an invasion force of space-fish, faced off against a psychic construct of his own darkest inclinations, prevented an invasion of the Earth's surface by the slumbering Silurians, prevented a TARDIS-knockoff from burning through the population of the Earth in search of a suitable pilot, befriended Vincent van Gogh, rescued entirety of existence from oblivion by re-triggering the Big Bang, used Lance Armstrong's foot to overturn the secret domination of Earth by aliens no one knew about, helped pirates fend off a mermaid attack, defeated a TARDIS-eating sentient planetoid, discovered one of his companions was actually a Flesh duplicate, and then led a small army in an almost bloodless rescue mission against a heavily fortified space station.
He also faced off against an artificially created and brainwashed Time Lord, a nearly-omnipotent little boy, and a faith-eating prisoner in space, after which he dropped his companions off at home and went off on what he describes as a "bit of a farewell tour" before going to his predestined death at Lake Silencio--although he managed to skirt around a Fixed Point in Time by faking his demise to the eyes of all observers (except one whom he sort of married-ish). Since then, he has helped a family cope with (and, ultimately, avoid) a loss just before Christmas, and gone on some adventures (or dates, but he won't call them dates) with River Song. He went through a rough patch after losing two of his closest friends to the Weeping Angels, but (relucantly) found a new companion, Clara, to travel with him for awhile--and even met two of his former selves, altering his own past (stupidly dangerous!) so that, rather that destroying Gallifrey and the Time Lords, he saved them, by locking them away in a pocket universe.
Since then, he's been off-and-on taking Clara on adventures and exploring a bit on his own in-between; most recently, he picked up peculiar time distortions on the TARDIS sensors, and--to his amazement--saw what seemed for all the world to be the signature of another TARDIS. He couldn't resist chasing after that, and having no time to spare as the signal faded, took the risk of opening up emergency TARDIS power to pursue the signal even as it seemed to lead right out of the universe...
Personality:
Perhaps the most profound influences on the Doctor's Eleventh incarnation (at least, the eleventh he acknowledges) were the Time War, and the final moments of his prior incarnation. While the experiences of the Time War--and particularly The Doctor's decision to end the war at the cost of his homeworld--left indelible emotional scars and some strains of deep darkness within him, his particuarly traumatic regeneration into the Eleventh Doctor was characterized by an overwhelming dread of his own impending end. The result has been described as "The Man who Forgets," although this is something of a misnomer. He has explicitly stated that as much as he would like to forget and has even tried to, he never does, and this can often be seen quite plainly in his reactions.
However, he might better be called "The Man who Lies" (his own "Rule One," at least one version of it, is "The Doctor Lies"), particularly to himself. What might be mistaken for forgetting his past is, on closer inspection, a symptom of stubbornly not facing it, because much of it is simply too painful, and because--born from the Tenth Doctor's intense fear of his own ending--he rejects all trappings of transience and mortality. It's said more than once by the Doctor and those close to him that he hates endings, and he fosters an air of childlike absurdity and enthusiasm for life, although at times it becomes clear that this is partly a facade: underneath the shell of the "madman with a box" who rejects conventionality with every breath is a very old, very tired man with overwhelming burdens of guilt and anger.
At the core, however, what defines The Doctor in all his incarnations is a tremendous capacity for compassion. He has said that his chosen name, The Doctor, represents a promise: "Never cowardly or cruel. Never give up, never give in." He also exhibits an exceptional and unique intellect, outstanding even among the Time Lords. He was essentially the Time Lord equivalent of the Hollywood trope of the Genius Slacker Kid: although quite a poor academic by Time Lord standards, he tends to come at problems from unusual angles and with a tendency to throwing together solutions from whatever's at hand. He avoids violence and explicit weaponry whenever possible, although he can be pushed to it in extreme circumstances (and makes exceptions for sufficiently nasty creatures like the Daleks, having seen many times the cost of too much hesitation).
As much as he tries to be chaste (particularly in comparison to his previous incarnation), the Doctor has a tendency to pick up pretty young ladies as companions; however, he has flatly rejected the insinuation that his intentions are anything but the most innocent and even paternal. He proudly describes himself as "Gandalf in Space" when accused of being a regular guy. Even so, he is intensely vain verging on narcissistic, and tends to show off at every turn and revel in the attention and adoration. Despite being sometimes downright prudish, he occasionally can't help a bit of harmless flirting, but he tends to become extremely awkward with anything less than platonic.
Why do you think your character would work in this setting?
The Doctor's going to be rather surprised, but certianly intrigued. He'll definitely stick around for the opportunity to explore the peculiar situation--and to see people he otherwise wouldn't get to see again. That, combined with his recent experiences, could even convince him to settle down for a little while, if there was enough to keep him interested.
What will your character do for work?
If the position's available, he'd probably love to be research superviser and annoy everyone by hyperactively poking around at every project to keep himself entertained.
Inventory:
The TARDIS will be there, but merged in a slightly helter-skelter fashion with the Tenth Doctor's TARDIS, the details of which we'll sort out. It won't of course (as discussed with the mods) function as a time machine while the Doctor's in Boomtown, and any use of it for other purposes will be checked with the mods before charging ahead, but it contains an enormous library, a swimming pool, a vast wardrobe, and can, in principle, make almost anything, although new rooms/devices have to be designed to actually work, and the Doctor's a bit make-it-up-as-you-go when it comes to that sort of thing. This is especially the stuff that would be checked with mods, of course.
The Doctor will have on his person his psychic paper, a small business card sized sheet of paper that responds to telepathic fields, particularly useful for sending messages or for bluffing past people by inventing appropriate credentials. He'll also have his sonic screwdriver, which although primarily literally a screwdriver that uses sound, has been upgraded over the centuries to do all kinds of things; he mostly uses it for scanning in the manner of a Star Trek tricorder with a telepathic interface, but it's been used for purposes as wide-ranging as healing small cuts, mending barbed wire, overriding programming, heating objects, and so on. The sonic has regularly been shown not to be of any use against things made of wood, at least not without centuries of calculations. Obviously this is another by-permission thing, and it fails to work often enough that it can be handwaved if need be.
Samples:
Third-Person Sample:
A thread from the Test Drive Meme!
First-Person Sample:
Replies to other characters' posts are also acceptable, so long as the 10-sentence minimum is met. However, you may be asked to provide more if this is not deemed sufficient.
[The Doctor smiles at the camera as he starts recording the network-shared video, and adjusts his bowtie.]
Ah, hello, I'm the Doctor. To those of you who already know me, I'll be looking forward to seeing you around, and to those who did know me, but don't at the moment, ah, hello again. I can't say it'll be nice getting to know you since I do already, but I do look forward to you getting to know me. Again. And everyone else, hello, either way. Lovely dome, you've got, all... dome-y.
[His attention seems to waver briefly, before he flashes another smile.]
Purely out of curiosity, what do you all do here, besides the sweeping? I gather I'll be getting a desk, which ought to be exciting, but I've a terrible feeling I'll run out of drawers within the day, and to be perfectly candid, I don't quite see the point of it, after that. Oh, right, apparently I'll also be getting money. Not quite sure what I'll do with that, either, but I'm sure that'll be exciting.
Imagine that, Pond, I could go and purchase things, eh?, like... chips, or coffee, orrrr.. whatever it is people usually purchase with money. No worries, I'll work it out.
Anyway, the Doctor, signing off, over and out, TTYL, OMG, SPQR. Take care, Ponds, and you, before you try anything, you just keep your hands off the desktop settings, Sandshoes.
