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Username: Hairy Priest
Name: Dr. Nathaniel P. Ward
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Age: 27
Skills: basic training in firearms
Bio: Born in Salem, Massachusetts. Received B.Sci. degrees in both Biochemistry and Metaphysics from Arkham University. Received Ph.D. in Biochemistry from MIT. Recently joined the Extraterrestrial Investigation division of the United Nations Intelligence Taskforce (UNIT). Has a side interest in the occult.
Appearance: 6'2", somewhat lanky. Dresses professionally.
Weapons: Standard issue UNIT handgun.

((Since you're thinking of doing a Lovecraft-flavored RP, I decided to make up a character similar to many of the protagonists in Lovecraft's stories.))

Can I be Rose? I may get slaughtered by some other members of the guild but I would like to see where this RP goes. Plus I actually think Rose is pretty cool...

Go for it. Are you starting with the regeneration or do you have something else in mind?

((Here we go.))

The energy of the Vortex ripped through him like a dam had burst and all the pent-up energy hemmorraged forth. He felt every part of his body screaming and he knew what was coming next. But in retrospect, he didn't regret what he had to do to save her at all. 'I wonder what changes there will be this time round,' he thought as he felt the last of his current self slip away. Grabbing onto the console to keep himself from dropping very painfully to the floor, he looked up at her...Rose...Tyler. Then he smiled.



"Hello Rose."

((I had read an article before the new series began that Alan Davies was actually one of the ones considered for the new Doctor so I thought why not?))

He nodded...blinked a few times, then stood up. He shook his head, sending the mop of curls in motion. "Wow, my head's ringing." He stopped and began to feel his head. "HAIR! oh...curls again. Well, better than being bald I guess." He looked down at himself. "I'm really not into this look now, plus I think I've gotten a tiny bit bigger. I guess I'll have to exercise. He looked back at Rose and his mouth broke into a quirky smile. "What do you think?"

The Doctor rubbed his face as he stared at Rose. "OW! That hurt, you know that?"



He understood her apprehension and slowly slumped his shoulders. "I wish I could Rose, if only to put you at ease. But I can't. I'm me now, I'm still The Doctor...just in a different chasis."



He clambered to his feet and looked at the console. "well...at least we haven't run into anything but we are spinning." A few tweaks at the controls and he was finished. "There, a semi-stable temporal orbit." He slowly turned to Rose and anyone could see the hurt in his eyes at the fear his change had caused in her. "I'm sorry you had to see my change happen because of that. I can probably make a pretty good guess that you don't know whether to trust me or bump me off. Is there anything I can do to prove that it's really me?"

He nodded sadly and began to work the controls. "Bang or a Whimper?" Figuring Rose wouldn't know what he meant he looked up at her. "Kind of comparing how we met with how you're leaving." He smiled a little. "It isn't a particuarly happy memory to focus on, but I was just thinking about that time in the mall where you worked. The Autons...you bumbled into a trap meant for me so I had to bail you out. I ran in...grabbed your hand, then I told you to run. And we did. We ran and ran through eons and parsecs. But now..." He looked back down at the console. "I rather think this form has a touch of the romantic in him."