theoldgirl: (impressing the newbs)
TARDIS console room (11th Doctor era, currently in-game)

many pictures )
theoldgirl: (golden)
1. Area of Awareness
The TARDIS is very likely to notice anything out of the ordinary that happens in this area (like, say, angels being dicks), unless her entire attention is currently occupied elsewhere (e.g. the Dreaming). However, she might have difficulty differentiating 'out of the ordinary' from normal rift interference, so it's not guaranteed that she would actually do anything about it. This is also where she notices people she knows approaching, and rift activity in this area affects her the most.


2. Sensor Range
The TARDIS can extend her sensors to cover this area when she needs to, for example to search for anomalies or people whose physical signature she already knows (so she can't easily locate someone she's only met in the Dreaming, though there's a chance she might be able to detect their telepathic signature if it's significant enough). It uses up power to cover this area, so she doesn't keep it up all the time.

Both these ranges can be extended if she takes her humanoid body outside of them, since it serves as a focal point for her consciousness/senses/abilities.
theoldgirl: (heart of the tardis)
How to reach player?
PM: (which DW account?) this one
AIM: dragonessa24
or comment on any of my posts

[Out Of Character]
Backtagging with this character: (replying to older posts) Sure.
Threadhopping with this character: (joining an on-going thread) Ask first.
Fourthwalling: (referencing the existence of players/game/fictional universe): Best to leave that in strike-thru.
Canon puncture: (directly pointing out to a character that they're fictional) She's familiar with the existence of the multiverse, so that won't faze her.
Offensive subjects: (elaborate, especially if something should be avoided) None.

[In Character]
Sexual/romantic orientation: Doctorsexual. Too alien for either concept to really apply. Will do whatever seems interesting/satisfies her curiosity, though is only capable of a truly romantic(ish) bond with the Doctor.
Hugging this character: Sure, she's mostly learned how to deal with that, but don't expect reciprocation.
Flirting with this character: Good luck.
Giving this character a kiss: See hugging.
Something more intimate: Possible, but I'm not necessarily interested in playing it out.
Relationships: She's happy to make friends (and enemies) but her heart belongs to her pilot.
Dub-con/non-con/sexual assault: Maaaybe, ask first.
Fighting with this character: Absolutely.
Injuring this character: Sure, but talk to me if it's serious.
Killing this character: Let's not. Unless it makes for super great plot and can be undone.
Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: I love getting to play telepathy, so absolutely!
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The Player
Name/nickname: Laura
Age: 26
Pronouns: female
Contact: dragonessa24 on AIM
Experience: I've been rping for about ten years, in forums and on Livejournal, have played the TARDIS for four years.
Currently played characters: none

The Character
DW account: [personal profile] theoldgirl
Name: the TARDIS
Alias: old girl, but only the Doctor gets to call her that
Age/Birthdate: several millenia old
Species: TARDIS (Time Lords aren't known for their creativity)
Canon: Doctor Who, including spin-off media (mainly Big Finish, some books)
Canon point: after The Angels Take Manhattan
Played By: human avatar played by Sarah Sutton


The TARDIS is first and foremost a ship. She can travel through all of time and space, and can see everything that ever was or ever will be in the Web of Time. She is dimensionally transcendental (bigger on the inside, a lot bigger) and can be used for all sorts of amazing feats, like towing the Earth through space or opening and maintaining paradoxical temporal rifts (not recommended). She has extensive databanks filled with much of the universe's accumulated knowledge, and her translation circuit allows her to translate basically every language for basically everyone in her vicinity. Technically, having a chameleon circuit means she can transform her exterior into any shape in order to blend in with her surroundings, but it’s kinda stuck on a 60’s London police box and that suits her just fine. She is nearly impenetrable and indestructible, particularly concerning outside influences (barring forces on the magnitude of black holes, explosions that create galaxies, etc), but her advanced age takes its toll on her; she frequently needs repairs and new parts, systems break down or don’t function as intended, or she simply doesn't have enough power to do something.
In her home universe, she has the power to affect Time on a fundamental level (like resurrecting people and spreading a piece of information through all of time), but never does so because it goes against her nature, relationship with and understanding of Time (except when she shares a will with an emotional human girl or when the Doctor begs her). She can also affect the local flow of time, speeding it up or slowing it down. But again, it’s not a thing that occurs to her or she is comfortable doing, and she would basically never interfere with events in such a way even in dangerous situations. Especially since she is so viscerally connected to Time that any disturbances register as uncomfortable to painful.
She isn't able to draw energy from the game universe like she does in her own, so she would shut down and die if it weren't for the Rift. Sitting on it she can draw enough energy from it to survive and to maintain most of her functions and systems, but it does limit her abilities (sensors etc.) and she won’t try to space or time travel unless absolutely necessary, and even then she could only do so within the Rift area. Time is also not quite right, the Web of Time (if there even is such a thing) not her own, so she can’t "see" into the future or past, but is instead able to be part of events in a normal way and doesn't have to worry about interfering with things. She can also not affect Time profoundly here, and can at best affect localized time only very closely around her. She is still highly time-sensitive though, meaning she can sense temporal disturbances and oddities (and generally disapprove of them).
The aforementioned translation circuit works because she is highly psychic / telepathic; she enters everyone’s mind as a matter of fact in order to fulfill her translation function and it’s also her preferred, native way of communicating. She mostly only communicates with the Doctor that way though, again because she usually refrains from getting involved in things. Sufficiently psychically developed beings are of course able to put up shields against her presence and she will respect that. She’s also vaguely aware that non-psychics often consider it an invasion of privacy (though she doesn't understand what the problem is, it’s not like there’s anything interesting to see), so she’ll refrain if she likes the person and doesn't otherwise have a good reason. Being so ancient, alien, and able to perceive all of time and space, her mind is vast and a force to be reckoned with, but she would never bring its power to bear unless very much provoked.
She has a humanoid avatar that she inhabits to interact with corporeal beings. It doesn't have any powers, but it acts as a sort of extension of her self, so to those with the right senses it will feel more like the TARDIS proper than like an ordinary human. It can also serve as a sort of focal point for her psychic and temporal abilities.

A big blue box, about 10 feet (3 meters) tall if you include the lamp on top. The Police Box signs and windows tend to be lit up, if they’re not that’s bad news. The doors open into a large, whimsical control room dominated by a hexagonal console and the time rotor, and innumerable rooms of all shapes and sizes lie beyond.
The TARDIS’ humanoid form is a short, slender girl appearing to be in her early twenties, with brown curly hair. She always wears dresses because they’re comfortable and easy to use, often in shades of blue. She carries herself with an aloof, calmly confident air that makes her young form seem much older and more mature, and tends to have a neutral expression and factual tone of voice that only show emotions fairly subtly. However, her body is linked very closely to her consciousness, so that strong emotions, pain, etc. are expressed almost reflexively and noticeably, and are not always easy for her to control.

The TARDIS’ personality is mostly informed by her nature as a ship and by her relationship with the Doctor. As a time ship concerned with non-interference, she is very passive; she doesn't make plans or take action like the Doctor does, she is happy to be steered and used by him for his adventures, to serve him as best as she can. She needs to be useful, to fulfill her purpose as his ship and his home, and to take care of her passengers (even when she doesn't like them). However, she has always been a little different from her sisters in that she is quite willful, and traveling with the Doctor has only made her will stronger and more noticeable. Changing courses, occasionally outright refusing to go places, gainsaying her pilot when she feels it's necessary for his own well being or the well being of the universe as a whole, throwing outright tantrums, changing the layout of her interior so he can’t find the kitchen or a companion gets greeted with a cold shower – she is not afraid to express her opinions in her own way or manipulate events "behind the scenes" when she feels she knows best. Due to her age and the way she perceives time, she can be very patient and endure adverse or even painful circumstances for a long time, but due to her willfulness and downright stubbornness she can also get impatient fast and rail against those circumstances even when it isn't exactly wise to do so. 
She is symbiotically and telepathically bonded to the Doctor, which means he is the center of her life and her foremost joy and concern (besides Time itself, which has on occasion caused a disastrous and horrifying conflict of interest). She doesn't take him to places where shit is going down out of concern for the local population, but because he enjoys (and needs) doing good and saving the day. Pretty much everything she does is in his interest, and her feelings for him range from those of a mother, to those of a wife and lover, to those of a home, and she is eternally grateful that he saved her from death to show her the universe. They can literally not exist without one another, and one day losing the Doctor is her greatest fear. She is pragmatic, logical and perceives reality as what it is, and as such has a strong sense of self, is staid and unaffected by most things. But her connection to the Doctor and her experiences with him have also made her emotional, even passionate, arguably to an unhealthy degree for her kind (jealousy towards companions, defying the laws of time for the Doctor, mindfucking the shit out of Zagreus).
Being so closely linked to him, she has taken on a fair few characteristics of the Doctor (or had her own seeds of personality boosted); she is adventurous and curious; she loves to travel, to make new experiences and to gather knowledge. She is fiercely loyal to and protective of those she cares about, can be quite proud and vain, has been described as sentimental, and has even developed a sense of humor and mischievousness, but is also capable of jealousy, particularly of those young girls that take up so much of the Doctor’s attention. She disapproves of weapons and of inflicting pain or destruction in malice, and she never ever gives up hope.
For all that, it’s important to remember that she is still very alien. Linear time and corporeality aren't natural to her, as much as she’s practiced them. She has no moral code aside from her devotion to the integrity of Time and choosing to do what the Doctor considers right, which can make incurring her anger very dangerous. She has no personal opinion on oppressive regimes, wars, and all the other wrongs the Doctor feels so strongly about, because she sees the turn of the universe and knows that’s just how things go – societies rise and fall, stars are born and explode, everything has its time and everything dies. Most beings are tiny, illogical, fragile and short-lived things to her and she doesn't really understand the Doctor’s fascination with them. All that makes it fairly difficult for her to relate to most people, and she doesn't feel a need to either, only really needing the Doctor for company.
However, that doesn't stop her from developing feelings of affection for some, particularly those that treat her with respect and appreciation (as opposed to those who treat her like a simple machine). Once earned, her friendship and kindness are sincere and steadfast; she will try to understand and sympathize with her friends and their problems (even though they tend to be very puzzling) and will do her best to help, getting downright motherly when the situation calls for it. She enjoys making those she cares about happy, to take care of them and be of use to them. Being primarily telepathic, speech, physical communication, and social codes can frustrate and confuse her, but again she does her best when she considers it worth the trouble.

The TARDIS was grown/built on Gallifrey and served as a fairly unremarkable science vessel (though with more of a will of her own than was really normal for TARDISes) for most of her life. She had a few regular pilots/crews, some of whom she bonded with closely, but eventually she became an outdated model and maintaining and repairing her wasn't considered worth it anymore, so she was put into storage to be decommissioned later. This is when she made her first real decision, extremely unusual for her kind – to steal a Time Lord and run off to see the universe. The Doctor and his granddaughter found her unlocked, having their own reasons to run away, and so began 1000+ years of adventure.
They got off to a rocky start, since she was in dire need of repairs and the Doctor barely knew how to fly her, let alone think she was really sentient. At the beginning of his third incarnation, the TARDIS was crippled by the Time Lords and exiled to Earth with her pilot. The Doctor constantly worked on her, taking her apart and putting her back together, trying to repair her and to remember the time travel knowledge the Time Lords had taken from him. Through this he finally really started to understand her and their bond grew considerably stronger in their shared misery and desire to be free. She also gained an understanding of linear time, though she despised it. This is also when she first developed the capacity for jealousy towards companions – the Doctor loved Jo Grant and went on adventures with her, while she was miserable, vulnerable and useless to her Doctor.
Eventually they were able to travel again and experienced much beauty and horror together. Surrounding himself with companions changed the Doctor, which in turn changed her, though to a far lesser degree. During his eighth incarnation, the Time War happened, a brutal horrifying war between the Time Lords and the Daleks, fought across all of time and even using time itself as a weapon. They fought in it, turned soldier and warship, and in the end had to destroy both sides utterly in order to save the universe. The horrors of the War, the magnitude of the destruction they were forced to wreak, and the fact that they were now the last of both their kinds made them a bit darker, a bit colder and more callous when dealing with their enemies. Having companions to ground him is now more important to the Doctor’s well being than ever, and the TARDIS has started to accept that he needs both them and her.
In brbg verse, the TARDIS built herself a humanoid avatar based on the biodata of one of her (very few) favorite companions, Nyssa of Traken, out of curiosity for physical experiences and to communicate with people in a way they can relate to. With this she is able to express and develop more of an agency of her own, making friends (and enemies) independent of the Doctor and taking care of people she feels protective of (like taking in Ianto after Zagreus hurt him, or Fitz after the Doctor left him). After the tenth Doctor’s violent regeneration she was so damaged that she ended up stranded in Germany where Ianto and a fobwatched Zagreus were living together, having to wait a few months to heal, which was an utterly dreadful experience but did teach her a lot about the workings of existing in a corporeal form and physical expressions of emotions, so she can handle herself pretty well in it by now.

Writing Samples:
Introspection and dialog with the Doctor, introspection and dialog with Zagreus, introspection and dialog with Fitz that about covers the range of her relationships

Anything else?

theoldgirl: (heart of the tardis)
She remembers the boy. One of those dancing in and out of the Doctor’s life, charming him with their brief moments of brilliance, with their nonsensical flightiness and their refusal to join him permanently, yet reveling in his attention. Undeserved attention, if anyone asked her, but no one ever does. She prefers them to those who attach themselves to her Time Lord completely, but she looks at them with disdain even so.

And now the boy is lying dead in her Cloister Room, life and timeline cut off by a deviant member of an alien species, one victim of many during a fixed point in Time. The Doctor – two incarnations of his, even – and the Master had tried reviving him in her infirmary, but they soon realized it was impossible. Time required his death, and that alone is reason enough for her not to be particularly moved by the loss.

Not so for the Doctor, though. He’d placed the body before her Heart, knelt by it on dried leaves, and began to plead with her. Their bond is awash with his regret, his despair at being unable to interfere with the events on Earth, his pain at the loss of another friend. Just this life, just this once, to make up for all the millions he can never save, and he would be careful this time, and if there are complications he would let her do what is necessary, and pleasebringhimback. Like a child before his mother, he looks up to her through tears and helplessness, and fills her to bursting with his desperation. The younger incarnation is standing aside, trying to be respectful of the fact that she isn’t his yet, but his sadness is just as overwhelming.

Suddenly, this boy has become the symbol of all those lives he has seen lost, all the deaths he couldn’t prevent, and it is in her power to absolve him. How could she refuse?

And so, as though the Doctor’s anguish is breaking her Heart, the Eye of Harmony cracks open slightly to release a cloud of glowing particles. They hesitate for a moment, floating in the solemn air of the room, before settling down on the body like gold dust. Within the very fabric of Time, the TARDIS is reaching out to the boy’s short, fragile thread and, ignoring her own fundamental trepidation at this, changes one simple fact. It’s as easy as flipping a switch from Yes to No – Did Ianto Jones die on September the 4th, 2009 in London, Earth? – but the consequences are immediate. A new timeline grows from the violated end of the old, creating a path where none should be, and the Web is in tremors trying to preserve continuity despite the fact that one event crucial to Earth’s safety now never happened.

She knew this would happen, she had seen that the boy’s death was what caused Jack Harkness to sacrifice his grandson and destroy the alien, but the Doctor hadn’t, and yet she allowed his judgment, his hopefulness to compel her. Just one small life, like it won’t make a difference. And it is that same hopefulness that now keeps her from undoing her change, because the unpredictability of the consequences is not worth the Doctor’s happiness.

And as the TARDIS watches anxiously to see if the Web of Time will heal itself, Ianto Jones takes the first desperate breath of a new life.
theoldgirl: (christmas lights)
The TARDIS shudders and groans disapprovingly as she rushes through the time vortex. This isn't the smooth trip she had planned when the Doctor, exhausted from an adventure gone too wrong for comfort, had set her to roam freely in the vortex so he could take one of his infrequent but deep slumbers. She'd found herself a nice calm current to float along on, decades and centuries flying past her in an intricate, yet perfectly ordered dance, and once again wished she could share this sight with her Time Lord. At least until a sudden surge in the current had shaken her out of her reverie, and before she could change course a rather violent temporal eddy had seized hold of her, throwing her back and forth in an increasingly erratic manner.

Engines wheezing, it's now all she can do not to be pulled in further or spit out of the vortex who knows where, and she is starting to get a little worried. Normally, this wouldn't be a dangerous situation, but without the support of her pilot she finds herself unable to break free and subjected to growing levels of distress and exhaustion. Her days of gleefully dipping in and out of such powerful turbulences were long over even before the Doctor had first found her on Gallifrey, after all.

Now almost desperate to escape, the TARDIS finally mobilizes all her energy reserves for one dramatic jump, shaking off the chaotic forces of the eddy and stabilizing at last. But the new time track is itself jarring, not quite right, and she quickly homes in on the nearest safe-seeming planet to catch her breath and get her bearings, as it were.

A cursory scan of the surroundings reveals it to be a good choice - no tumultuous point in local history, no temporal anomalies, no hostile species... Indeed, she can't detect any life signs at all, the area around her resting silently under a thick layer of pink snow. And that gives her a rather unusual idea. It's almost unthinkable for a TARDIS to go "exploring" on her own, but with her passengers asleep and no one in the vicinity that she could run into... Well, the Doctor would surely approve of some initiative, wouldn't he? And physical distractions are the best cure for aching structures, as she well remembers.

With an exciting mixture of anticipation and nervousness, she slips into her human form and stops by the wardrobe on her way out. Her last experience with snow has taught her that "wet and freezing" isn't exactly an enjoyable sensation, so she puts on a warm Victorian wool dress, sensible boots (though she'd rather be barefoot) and a long blue coat. The wide variety of garments with which humans cover themselves still baffles her, but at least she can concede to a certain functionality now. Finally, with a fond thought to the Brigadier, who'd given her these some time ago, she completes her winter gear by donning a soft scarf and gloves, though she tucks the latter away in a pocket in favor of gathering sensations with her bare skin.

So prepared, the slight form of a young girl exits the conspicuous blue box and takes a few experimental steps onwards, in a manner resembling a cat stalking through the first snow of the year. After taking a few deep breaths to feel the cold air rush through her lungs, she drops unceremoniously to her knees and digs her hands into the icy substance. Unlike any ordinary girl playing in the snow, no sound of delight escapes her mouth, but the intent with which she is now forming a ball and the small smile playing at her lips gives her fascination away.

However, she isn't too engrossed in the experience to miss the sudden shimmer in the air and the spike in anomalous sensor readings that occur before she can even enjoy the feeling of melting water on her hands. Nor indeed could she miss the inexplicable appearance of the most familiar bio-signature in the universe.
theoldgirl: (nightfall)
(Based on this thread.)

"He hasn't hurt anyone yet, has he?"

"He has hurt me," she wanted to say, and hadn't she made that clear enough when she told the Doctor that Zagreus had been harassing her while she was defenseless? With a history like theirs, he should realize what pain that horrible anomaly could inflict on her, how badly she wanted to never have to be near him again. So why didn't he?

Oh, but wouldn't that just be the perfect impression of one of the Doctor's little girls, begging him to pay attention to her, to come to her rescue. No, she wasn't going to sink that low. She was a TARDIS, not a helpless human being. Besides, Zagreus hadn't actually hurt her, not in the physical sense. He couldn't inflict any damage on her, with words as his only weapon. And yet...

The TARDIS shook her head and negated the Doctor's question firmly. Then she brought Miss Pollard's odd behavior to his attention, despite the fact that she couldn't care less what was happening to the girl. However, she knew that Zagreus was surely drawing enjoyment from it and, well, if the Doctor wasn't going to stop him for her sake, the least he could do was ruin his fun.

Of course, the Doctor turned all concern and care at the mention of his precious Charlotte. As predictable as it was, it still stung. What was it about her, and really all his companions, that made him so much more attentive to them?

But no, that wasn't a fair thought and the TARDIS quickly scolded herself for it. In those peaceful hours when the humans would sleep, the Doctor often tended to her, carrying out small repairs or trying new modifications to make her more efficient. She knew he enjoyed the time spent free of any distractions, focusing only on her, just as much as she did. And the reason why he appeared more concerned about humans was simply the fact that they were so fragile and short-lived creatures, while he knew that he could trust her to deal with anything he might have to ask of her.

She knew all this and it was silly to even consider such a petty and human emotion as jealousy. There was nothing more intimate and lasting than the bond between a TARDIS and a Time Lord, and no human would even stand a chance at coming between them.

Why was it, then, that she had to remind herself of these things in the first place? Why was she plagued by questions and conflicting emotions that a TARDIS in her right mind never ought to have? And most of all, why did she feel defenseless when Zagreus doubted her Doctor's love?

The TARDIS stood surveying the fair ground and burnt down remains of the ferris wheel long after the Doctor had left to search for his friends. In her mind, she went back and forth between unconditional loyalty and painful doubts, wondering what it would take to make everything go back to the way it was before Zagreus' return...
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It's very easy to feel someone's pain when you love them.
Salma Hayek, Conversation with Salma Hayek, 2002

Happiness is essentially a state of going somewhere, wholeheartedly, one-directionally, without regret or reservation.
William H. Sheldon

This isn't good or bad. It's just the way of things. Nothing stays the same.
Real Live Preacher, Weblog, January 03, 2004

As we grow old…the beauty steals inward.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 - 1882)

Time does not change us. It just unfolds us.
Max Frisch

Not only is the universe stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine.
Sir Arthur Eddington (1882 - 1944)
theoldgirl: (<3 doctor)
I decided to write down the lyrics of all the songs in Doctor Who And The Pirates (except for Gallifreyan Buccaneer, because that's already online) so I could sing along better, and with a little help from [ profile] maltese_penguin managed to figure them all out.
With pestilential monsters that he got a lot of hassle from )
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