Twist Of Fate (One on one) (Doctor Who)

Set during the Time War. The Doctor acquires a new companion, but is all as it seems? As the War rages across the universe, trust is broken, friendships die, there seems to be no hope for the universe.

The Web Of Time is collapsing, and it's a race against the clock to find out why. Will our heroes succeed, or will the universe succumb to flames?

I'd like to play the role of the Doctor. I'll be using the eighth, since the canon suggests he was the most involved in the Time War (saving the War Doctor), but you don't need to know much about his character for this, since I'm not strictly following all of the canon here either way and my interpretation of his character might be a little different to others, please give me some slack if I slip up. Anyways, OCs (Original Characters/Companions) please, and have fun!

Template:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Species: (Human, Time Lord, Eutermesan, Silurian, whatever.)
Time Period/Place Of Origin: (Where and when are they from?)
Appearance:
Personality:
Talents: (Please no powers! I will tolerate shapeshifting, psychic capabilities or whatever falls along those lines, but no magic. I beg you.)
Backstory: (Entirely optional.)
Other:

Rules:
Rated R for gore, mature themes like self harm and substance abuse, and swearing.
No Mary/Gary Sues/Stus.
Please, I beg of you, only join if you've watched the show at least once. Seriously, you don't even have to be a huge fan, just make sure you get the gist of things.
Proper grammar, spelling, and punctuation!
Check with me before you mess with the plot.
Please, let me know if you're leaving for a long period of time. I want this RP to stay alive, so just tell me if you'll be offline for a while so I don't worry since I'm a paranoid twat.
Have fun!

Hi! Could I join? (I haven't seen a lot of the shows, but I know a few things)

Why yes, my good…. sir? Ma'am? Variations in pronouns thereupon? I'd be glad to have you! Can't wait to see your character!

I have some time issues. I can only RP on weekdays from 9:15-20 AM to 3:50-55 PM EST. If this doesn't allow me to RP, it's fine. And I'm a ma'am playing (probably) a ma'am.

That works just fine, as my time zone lines up with that pretty well too as does my schedule. Sorry if I'm such a slow responder lol, today has been busy but I'm pretty sure tomorrow will be better. I hope this will be fun, and I can't wait to get right into this!

Seeing as we're going to be bouncing around in time, will we ever be going into the future? I'm thinking my character might be in present time, but it's up to you.

Future, present, past, all that good stuff. Other planets as well, lol.

Ok, Thanks!

What age range are we thinking of?

Probably 18+ but really anything, just whatever works.

Is this good?

Name: Melanie Rodriguez
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Species: Human (White)
Time Period/Place Of Origin: Eastern US, 2020
Appearance: She's generally fit, and has dark brown hair with auburn highlights that falls to the middle of her back.
Personality: She's a spunky teenager with anger issues. She generally thinks about people negatively before she gets to know them.
Talents: She's a decent cook, and is experienced in fist-to-fist combat.
Backstory: Melanie came from a broken family, and that molded her personality. Her parents are alcoholics, who’d party constantly and not pay attention to their only daughter, and Melanie quickly learned to take care of herself and provide herself and education with her weekly allowance of $5-$10 a week. She gets good grades in school and finds history as easy, but she’s not interested in it much.

She's fantastic! I'll post a starter, one minute!

Ok

(I think it's been more than a minute… lol)

(Shiiiit, I'm sorry! I've been busy helping my mom clean the house since she has a bad hip and my dad's away so he can't help her out. I'll get it up soon!)

It's fine!

A man stalked down the empty highway, coat pulled around his face to fend off snow. He had forget-me-not blue eyes, his long face was angular, with a jutting chin and aristocratic nose, but was softened by a mass of dark brown curls that swept back down all the way from his high forehead to his broad shoulders. The man was approximately 5'9", wearing a bottle green frock coat, silver cravat and matching embroidered waistcoat with thin white shirtsleeves, cream trousers and sturdy black dress shoes, like someone from a Lord Byron look-alike convention. There was no doubting he was handsome, like a film star from the 80's that your Auntie Nina fancied, and he certainly looked young, but there was something ancient and dad about those eyes, intensely wise and infinitely melancholic. He entered a lone diner at the end of the road, but not after sporting something in the parking lot and shrugging it off. A blast of icy chill and snowflakes followed him as he entered the dingy, neon-lit space. There was a woman preparing food, a trucker sitting at the bar with a blond woman, and a girl who looked about 19 sitting in the back. "With such a chill out there, I could really use a cup of tea," he sniffed the air, "American, unlikely then. On second thought, I suppose I could settle for coffee." he shrugged and sat down across from the young woman (Melanie FYI).

Finally got it up, sorry for the delay! Your post doesn't need to be this long, I just wanted to set the scene lol.

Melanie is waiting on her order - a classic burger with onion - when she sees the man. No one has caught her attention like this. Must be new in town. She shrugged her shoulders and started fiddling with her phone. She pulled out her earbuds and started to listen to music while waiting for her order to come.

"Ah, hello. Sorry, caught up in my own thoughts, or perhaps they were caught up in me? I'm never quite sure. The Doctor, and how do you do?" he picked up the coffee pot from the table and filled a mug, taking a sip. "Ugh, a bit bitter for my tastes. Hmm, bit bitter, that would be alliteration. Bit bitter, but bitter, bat buyer… sorry, off track." he added 14 packets of sugar to the coffee, and took another sip. "Better, but still, not the same as a good cup of Darjeeling. Oh, you're still here," he said, as if surprised as to the other's existence.

Melanie looks at the man in confusion. Odd choice of words.
When her order comes, Melanie has to be tapped on the shoulder by the waitress.
"Oh!" Melanie jumps. "Thanks." She puts her phone away and takes out an earbud, but she continues to listen to music while she eats. She gives occasional glances to the man, looking away to the window when their eyes meet.

(I have to go in a few minutes, and I don't think I can be on tomorrow.)

(That's fine!)
The Doctor took another sip of his coffee. "I never did catch your name," he said. Three more people arrived in the diner, all tall, skinny, with black hair and freckles, two men and a woman, all in their early twenties. They took a booth of their own to order, the Doctor followed them carefully with his eyes, then looked back towards his boothmate. "Someone is lying dead outside, body completely mangled as if by a wild animal. I saw it on my way in, but it was mostly covered in snow. Have any strange deaths similar happened recently?" he asked, using a low voice.

"I-what? I haven't… Is this a joke?" Melanie looks at the man in speculation. "And why are you here, anyway? You look too fancy to be in a diner like this. Besides, even if the whole dead-body thing is true, why didn't anybody else notice it? Or report it? And why are you telling me, of all people? Shouldn't you tell the police about this?"

"Police are the last thing a situation like this needs, especially American ones. I always favoured Europe better, I suppose that's why I've always carried a similar accent. Ahem. Well, Earth police are the last thing I'd need either way." he looked back over to the new arrivals. "Say, what do you know about this place? I haven't been to the Americas since… well, not in a while, anyways, not since I had a bad run-in with a gang that lead to a whole series of shenanigans, eventually getting my past self kille-sorry, I'm sure you'd want nothing to do with my dreary tales. Pretend I didn't say anything." the Doctor shrugged.

"Earth police?" Melanie stirs her iced water with her straw and thinks. "And if you wanna talk about gangs and shenanigans, you found the right person." Melanie laughs and shakes her head, recalling how terrible of a family she has. "So, why are you talking to me? You could probably talk to somebody else, there are a few other people here. You can continue on with your story. It lets me forget how terrible my life is sometimes." Melanie says with a sly smile on her face, half-joking, half-serious.

"No, no, I'm not really here to draw attention. Just a careful observer, me. So, why don't you tell me a little about yourself? Hmm… from what I can tell, you're a college student with not very much money, born on October the 25th, you were raised by less than loving parents who normally left you to your own devices, suffered a serious depressive episode quite recently, and you're quite skilled in martial combat. Did I miss anything? Other than a name, which I believe begins with an… M. Yes?" the Doctor said, standing up, palms down on the table.

Melanie goes rigid, then relaxes. "Oh, I get it! You're one of those con artists who can tell things by a person's face. Always wanted to do that… Never really liked street magic, though. Don't think I could learn it."

"It isn't magic, just basic telepathy-sorry, yeah,it's street magic." the Doctor shrugged.

"That 'M' name? Melanie. I'm sorry if I come off as a little… unknowing? I spend most of my time figuring out financial problems, especially revolving around college. I don't know if I can save enough for another year, so I've been looking at jobs, most of them low-paying. And I don't think I'll get a decent job-oh, I'm rambling again, sorry. So, what should I know about you? Besides the fact that you're dressed nicely in a diner?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing. Just a friendly, passive observer, just playing my part in things." he hesitated, "What if I told you there were other worlds, planets, universes?" the Doctor asked quietly.