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Running Across the Universe

Totally interested still! Its rare to meet a good RPer, let alone one for Doctor Who. I know this has so much potential since the plots can keep going.

Running Across the Universe

Fun fun.

OUAT [Advanced]

I think OCs would be acceptable if they made sense in the matter.

I had two ideas for the plot. It can be as if the curse never happened and life goes on in the Enchanted Forest because I love the setting. Or, we stick to the more cannon plot and have it take place just after the curse broke.

Running Across the Universe

Relaxation was never a possibility with The Doctor. Even when the setting seemed complacent enough, the man still appeared on edge, which was visible upon the way he had taken his seat upon the couch. The man sat on the edge as if the back of the couch was comprised of pins and needles, ready to puncture his skin upon contact. He stirred his tea lightly with the spoon and eyed one of her little sugary delights sitting on the coffee table ever so innocently. The man never really ate much. He never really required that much sleep or nourishment, regardless of having twice the hearts of a normal human. One would think extra nourishment was a necessity to keep those two hearts beating. Cautiously the man reached for a cookie and broke one in half. Again, he eyed the piece in his hand before taking a bite. There wasn’t much he was allergic to except for the normal Time Lord weaknesses, such as ginger in combination with some other chemicals and aspirin, with a few other alien poisons but he highly doubted any of those were part of the ingredients of this little cookie.

“This is fantastic!” he commented, enjoying the sweetness. He had never had a cookie before…these were absolutely delightful. Humans did have such delicious foods, such as chips that he also so much enjoyed. The expression upon his face was near childlike over the little cookie. As the woman continued to explain how scary it can be to move and so on and so forth, the man almost acted as if he hadn’t been listening, especially until he finished off the other piece of the cookie. “Sometimes it is a little frightening to change your entire world and find out you’re the only one left but it isn’t hard to meet new people, make new friends, and explore a place you haven’t been to before. It is fascinating, I believe and, perhaps, you should do some exploring yourself, Rose. I think you would find it most enjoyable,” The Doctor commented while meeting the dark brown eyes of the blonde with a very serene smile painted across his face.

His eyes then fell upon the device in her hands that saved him from the trouble of explaining his “name”. He had a name, but, no one was to know it. Well, except for one person and the confinements of one place where his name was to be; a place that he hoped that he would never have to visit for any reason at all in this era. Before either of the two could enjoy their “evening alone”, the phone went off in the bubbliest ringtones that he had ever heard emit from an electronic device. The man’s brow furrowed in curiosity until the girl answered the phone in a rather aggressive tone. Note to self: not anger the blonde. The Doctor studied her as she left the couch and smiled vaguely. Maybe this would be his next partner? She appeared bored of this world and it didn’t appear as if she would be leaving behind anything important, aside a mother and a shop where the work she did seemed to not fancy her at all.

The thought process of the Time Lord was interrupted as she opened the door and a voice bellowed her name from the opposing side. Immediately, the man stood as Rose explained her friend and the Doctor nodded in a gesture of greeting. “Hello,” he said with a chipper tone, “Nice to meet you, Mickey.” The Doctor moved on over when the lad exposed the picture on his phone and the expression on his face immediately turned from a cheerful smile to a dismal frown. “Sooner than I expected,” he murmured, “They’re getting faster. Must have some new devices on hand.” With a quiet sigh, The Doctor pulled off his leather coat from the coat rack on the wall and nestled it over his broad shoulders. The frown immediately vanished and was replaced with a smile as he placed a hand on both the shoulders of Rose and Mickey, “Why don’t you two enjoy yourselves and watch the telly for a bit while I step outside to take care of something.” Before the two could object, The Doctor took off out the door. He wasn’t about to be the cause of his newly made friends to be in danger. The Doctor ran towards the stairs and immediately began his descend, hearing the faint beeping sound of the detector. “I know you’re here,” he mumbled before shouting, “Show yourself!”

Once upon the ground floor, the creature appeared before him a few feet away. “What do you want now?” The Doctor asked in a heated tone of voice. The alien hunter responded in its own foreign language that would appear to sound like gibberish to the human ears. “I did nothing of the sort,” The Doctor replied, “We left on good terms and that was that. Now, if your royal highness went back on her word, that’s her fault, not mine.” Again, the creature replied in his own native tongue and then withdrew a high-tech, yet small, weapon from his pocket. In response, the man withdrew his even smaller sonic screwdriver and pointed, as if they were in a corral during a showdown. “You don’t want to do this,” The Doctor said, “Tell your queen that I have done everything she asked and she doesn’t need to endanger the humans of this world.”

The creature fired his weapon, shooting a rather large laser towards The Doctor. The man immediately dropped to the ground and turned to the location of the falling blast. The beam hit a tree, encasing it in a blue glow before having it disappear from its current location. “I suppose you don’t want to play nice..” mumbled the Doctor in a grumpy tone, “Why can’t anything be easy?” At that point, the man looked up towards the complex, hoping those two would stay put but it didn’t seem as if they were the type to avoid danger – at least, that blonde. She seemed to have spirit within her – something that excited him. With one quick movement, the Doctor swiped towards the creature with his screwdriver on and knocked the devices from his hands.

And then, the Doctor did what he did best – run.

OUAT [Advanced]

Yes definitely. It makes the plot go smoother. We can double as Belle and Rumple with David and Mary Margaret or I even thought that Red and Pinocchio could have something going on. I'm not really partial to Emma and Bae. I just don't really like Emma's character. We can also come up with some other pairs, especially something with Hook.

I have only finish season 2, so I might be a little behind.

OUAT [Advanced]

Really into Rumpbelle.

I can play either character and we can brainstorm ideas for the plots and whatnot. Can take place before or after the curse. This applies to other pairs too that we can come up with.

I prefer threads or PMs, no emails please.

I am a very literate writer and would like my partner to post once or twice a day.

I know this isn't a real lengthy post but I'm pretty straight up with what I want.

Thank you.

Running Across the Universe

The eyes of the Doctor scanned the blonde up and down several times, scrutinizing her from head to toe. He silently questioned her human authenticity. Was she for real or was she the alien in disguise? Were those sugary goods a genuine sign of hospitality, or, were they a poisonous trick? After all, he had never seen such delights before. Of course, they did bare a resemblance to small sugary cakes that he swore he tried once before… or had he yet to try them? Sometimes, he became confused to what had occurred in his duration of existence and what was to come. With so much time on his hands, sometimes his “life” was nothing but a lonely blur.

Speaking of loneliness, the man could sense the aura of solitude emitting from this female and couldn’t help but feel rather empathetic. Maybe she was, indeed, a real human being with nothing else better to do with her time other than visit new neighbors and pass out sugar coated chemically baked dough. The Doctor really wasn’t sure what made each human being tick and that, quite frankly, excited him a trivial amount. “Anything I need?” he repeated, wondering what she was to gain in response, “I don’t suppose I really need anything..” A companion would have been nice but, no, he wasn’t sure about this one yet and he was rather stuck for a lot of time in the location until time had passed to a point where he felt safe to travel again. “Ah, World War Two,” he repeated, “I recall the Beer Hall and the taste of brats in Germany as if it was yesterday…” He found himself drifting into thought – until he just realized what he said. “Of course, it was on the telly just yesterday,” the man quickly tossed a recovery, “If you aren’t busy, Rose, why not come in for a bit of tea?”

Quickly, to avoid her questioning the statement, he took hold of her arm in a very careful and tender manner, and pulled her inside. “Make yourself at home,” he commented and ushered her forward. While she stepped before him, he quickly took out his sonic screwdriver and scanned her just to be on the safe side. When no alarm chased the scan, he knew the girl was not a threat to him whatsoever – and it felt rather nice. The apartment was rather cookie cutter – literally, as if he pulled the image from a magazine. The apartment even came with a fluffy white furball that waddled its way into the living room upon the manifestation of another being in the household. The white cat sat at the feet of Rose and meowed for attention.

“I’ll get that tea started,” he stated, leaving the girl to get cozy in the living room. The whole apartment was color coded in neutral shades: beige, off white, and metal grey. The floors were hardwood, except for the living room that had a white carpet. The Doctor went into the kitchen and began filling the kettle with hot water. “And yes,” he finally replied in a rather somber tone of voice, “I am quite alone.” Once he became the War Doctor, he took no one as his companion, save for the computer generated vision of someone yet to come but he couldn’t remember what she looked like; all that stayed in his head was Bad Wolf – for whatever that meant. The Doctor quietly hummed as he prepared two mugs with earl grey tea bags. “So Rose, tell me what do you do?” he inquired a little, “Tell me about yourself.” The man propped himself forward on the breakfast counter looking into the living room at the blonde. She was, indeed, quite attractive. A little on the young side, but age never really was an issue to him considering how old he really was.

It wasn’t long before the tea started to whistle upon its acceleration to temperature. The man took the crimson kettle off the black stove and poured equal amounts of hot water into each mug with the addition of sugar. He then brought both mugs over to the microfiber beige couch and sat the two on the coffee table before he plopped onto couch himself. Was this was what a normal human life felt like? It was quite serene. Maybe, one day, he could feel at ease like this moment. No worries. No cares. No stress..

In the distance, several yards away from the apartment, the bounty hunter was observing a flashing light on some futuristic tracking device. The creature had a helmet, and covered from head to toe in scale-like armor, except for fingers which were exposed through fingerless gauntlets. The fingers were long, thick, and green in color, similar to that belonging to ogres in fairytales. The creature’s growl seemed akin to a starving bear with several clicks in between the deep tone.

Running Across the Universe

Running.

Wouldn’t one get tired of running? Always hopping from planet to planet, time to time, era to era – and for what? What satisfaction was there from time jumping all by his lonesome? It began to grow on him, just as his previous adventure. All that he had saw..all that he had done as the War Doctor he wanted to forget. It was like a bad dream that he couldn’t wake up from, but, he finally did and wished that he could give himself amnesia. It was a very wrong choice and yet so right for the given situation. After all, there was a war to be fought; a war that ended in nothing but destruction and sorrow. Why did he think that it was a fantastic idea to lose himself for an episode? What rubbish.

Look where it brought him, running from some happy mercenary from another planet to avenge their fallen loved ones. Well, what about his loved ones? What about…well, no matter. He was The Doctor, not a miracle worker. He couldn’t bring people back from the dead nor revisit their livelihood. Well, he could but the pain would be too severe. A long heavy sigh crossed his lips as he stood above the control panel of his beloved TARDIS. Where would he find homage, temporarily, from this hateful brute? The man stood there in thought as he scanned the galaxies over his computer until he finally settled upon a little less alien trafficked speck in the universe – the Milky Way galaxy. Of course, that sounded splendid. Humans were his favorite source of entertainment. They were so uncomplicated creatures that it pleased him. The children were utterly delightful when they played, believing in things only one with such an innocent mind could unearth.

With the swift motion of his hand, he spun the dial and punched in the coordinates for Earth. There, he would stay until he felt safe enough to travel again. Once the TARDIS vanished into the worm hole, the man found his little blue box happily drifting through the Milky Way galaxy. Unfortunately, he was followed he soon found out when the TARDIS shuddered under the weight of a blast. His hands gripped upon the console while his teeth clenched in his mouth. “I can’t believe this,” he uttered in disgust, “How on earth did he follow the trail so fast.” Grunting, the man slammed his fist on a cloaking device but the TARDIS spat sparks in return. The alarm flashed inside the spaceship and the police box was no later plummeting down through the atmosphere of the blue and green planet called Earth.

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A week later, the Doctor stationed himself in a small flat at random complex he found in short distance from the location of his crash site. Every day or so, he would go and check on his beautiful blue box and make attempts to repair it. So far, he had no luck. The machine also had to recharge, which took quite a bit of time. So, in short, he was stuck. Miserable? Slightly. But at least there were decent chips in that area in Cardiff. The fish wasn’t too bad either, but, he wasn’t a fan of the fancy crunchy coating. Some gent made a rude suggestion, after he made a comment, to go stick his fish fingers in some custard and call it a day. Oh, how rude!

After another failed day of repairing his beloved ship, the man sat bored in the couch that the tenants, who lived there before him, generously left behind as well as the cable activated and the telly, and…well, a few other things. They just happened to, uh, disappear quite spontaneously..

With the remote in hand, The Doctor casually flipped through the channels passing infomercials, dramas, children shows, until he finally stumbled upon the science fiction channel. There he paused, staring at some giant alien bug trampling over London. After a few minutes had passed, he was scowling. “That is so rude,” he mumbled, “They didn’t even ask him if he needed directions or if he had miscalculated a warp hole or something of the lot.” Before he could make further judgment of the show, there was a small knock at the door which caused him to freeze like a deer in headlights. His head whipped about to stare at the door, curiously.

Was it the hunter? Had he already found him? He hadn’t been there but for only a week! Quietly, the man rose from the couch and grabbed the sonic screwdriver from his pocket. Silently, he moved to the door and held his hand ready on the button with the other hovering near the doorknob. Just as he was about to make his move, there was a second knock that caused him to jump and shoot a hole in the ceiling right above the door. The man paused, listening to the person beyond the door introduce themselves but he couldn’t help but stare at the hole in the ceiling. “Well that was brilliant,” he murmured. Due to his lack of restful nights, he was a bit on edge. “Uh, just a moment,” he called out softly and tucked the screwdriver inside his denim pocket. The man then opened the door to look upon the petite blonde offering cookies as a welcoming gesture.

Indeed she was a cute thing, but, he was always was a little cautious and he wasn’t sure what this hunter was capable above. He peered down at her, wanting to scan her but he also didn’t want to scare her off if she was, indeed, a humanoid. “Hello there, Rose,” the man said with a smile, “How can I help you?” His eyes then fell upon the small circular baked goods in curiosity. What on, well, Earth were they? They looked quite weird, yet smelled quite divine.

Sailor Moon (Advanced)

So due to the sudden explosion of Sailor Moon Crystal, I’ve had the sudden desire to bring back my mind into the world of Sailor Moon. I’m not really a big anime fan; however, I grew up on the show and it is held dear to my heart. The only exception to the rule would be I wouldn’t make it as fluffy, sappy, and innocent, I’d make it a little more realistic.

The pairs I choose would be:
- Haruka x Michiru ( x Setsuna for a bigger plot twist)
- Rei x OC (or possibly Mamoru for a mean twist)
- Ail x Makoto
And feel free to suggest more. This is all I could come up with and I primarily want Haruka x Michiru.

I can type very extensive posts (1500+ words) so I guess that makes this advanced? I can tone it down a bit since I’m a little rusty but I really don’t want to go all two paragraph posts.. I can’t tolerate that.

I’d also prefer if this was on the forum where it is easier to keep up with. I think that’s it for now. PM me with questions.

Sailor Moon (Advanced)

So due to the sudden explosion of Sailor Moon Crystal, I’ve had the sudden desire to bring back my mind into the world of Sailor Moon. I’m not really a big anime fan; however, I grew up on the show and it is held dear to my heart. The only exception to the rule would be I wouldn’t make it as fluffy, sappy, and innocent, I’d make it a little more realistic.

The pairs I choose would be:
- Haruka x Michiru ( x Setsuna for a bigger plot twist)
- Rei x OC (or possibly Mamoru for a mean twist)
- Ail x Makoto
And feel free to suggest more. This is all I could come up with and I primarily want Haruka x Michiru.

I can type very extensive posts (1500+ words) so I guess that makes this advanced? I can tone it down a bit since I’m a little rusty but I really don’t want to go all two paragraph posts.. I can’t tolerate that.

I’d also prefer if this was on the forum where it is easier to keep up with. I think that’s it for now. PM me with questions.