Post by The Twelfth Doctor on Oct 25, 2014 16:01:13 GMT
Name: The Doctor
Age:
Around 2000
Canon/ Original:
Canon
Gender:
Male
Side (good, bad etc):
Depends who you are really.
physical description:
The Doctor has many faces, but this regeneration has stark grey hair, sharp features. He has quite a grumpy expression generally.
Race (Human, Time-Lord etc): Time-Lord
Heritage: Unknown Time-Lords.
History: The Twelfth Doctor emerged from his predecessor's explosive regeneration on Trenzalore, being the product of "regeneration number thirteen." He was the first incarnation of the Doctor's second regeneration cycle, which had been bestowed upon him by the Time Lords.
Assured of the survival of Gallifrey, he was no longer chained down by his guilt. A darker character, he questioned his own goodness. Although this incarnation was no stranger to kindness and humour, he often dispensed with niceties in a tense situation, becoming cold and calculative in critical moments that required sound judgment and the occasional application of sharp practice.
However, because of his detachment from emotions, he could come off as unpleasant, fearsome, and ruthless. These qualities often terrified those who were around him, even his companions. He became harder to trust, and acknowledged his shift toward negative personality traits, feeling incensed and fearful at what he was changing into.
Medical Conditions (If they have one): None.
Personality:
The 12th Doctor is generally wise, and blunt, which comes across generally as rude. He has a tendency to be brutally honest, and not see in the hurtfulness in some things he says. He has quite negative traits, but the good he has balances them out. He isn't the most subtle of Doctor's, but he tries.
Occupation:
Time Traveller
Face Claim:
Peter Capaldi
Writing Submission:
"Blasted thing!" The Doctor growled as he impatiently pressed the button of the Sonic Screwdriver repeatedly. It gave a whine of defeat as he bashed it impatiently against the TARDIS console. "Oh for God's sake!" He complained, tossing it aside on the console. He began pacing, trying to solve the conundrum that the TARDIS had shrunk to handbag size.
Age:
Around 2000
Canon/ Original:
Canon
Gender:
Male
Side (good, bad etc):
Depends who you are really.
physical description:
The Doctor has many faces, but this regeneration has stark grey hair, sharp features. He has quite a grumpy expression generally.
Race (Human, Time-Lord etc): Time-Lord
Heritage: Unknown Time-Lords.
History: The Twelfth Doctor emerged from his predecessor's explosive regeneration on Trenzalore, being the product of "regeneration number thirteen." He was the first incarnation of the Doctor's second regeneration cycle, which had been bestowed upon him by the Time Lords.
Assured of the survival of Gallifrey, he was no longer chained down by his guilt. A darker character, he questioned his own goodness. Although this incarnation was no stranger to kindness and humour, he often dispensed with niceties in a tense situation, becoming cold and calculative in critical moments that required sound judgment and the occasional application of sharp practice.
However, because of his detachment from emotions, he could come off as unpleasant, fearsome, and ruthless. These qualities often terrified those who were around him, even his companions. He became harder to trust, and acknowledged his shift toward negative personality traits, feeling incensed and fearful at what he was changing into.
Medical Conditions (If they have one): None.
Personality:
The 12th Doctor is generally wise, and blunt, which comes across generally as rude. He has a tendency to be brutally honest, and not see in the hurtfulness in some things he says. He has quite negative traits, but the good he has balances them out. He isn't the most subtle of Doctor's, but he tries.
Occupation:
Time Traveller
Face Claim:
Peter Capaldi
Writing Submission:
"Blasted thing!" The Doctor growled as he impatiently pressed the button of the Sonic Screwdriver repeatedly. It gave a whine of defeat as he bashed it impatiently against the TARDIS console. "Oh for God's sake!" He complained, tossing it aside on the console. He began pacing, trying to solve the conundrum that the TARDIS had shrunk to handbag size.