The Andromeda (Pirate RP//closed)

(I'm gonna be the doctor. A time lord in a bigger on the inside time travelling blue box.)

(YES!)

(I’m like a page late- BUT I HEARD PLATONIC?)

(Are we allowed to be other species?)

( #Platonic4Ever #WeNeedMore )

( Sure. )

( I'm not really strict in rps )

(Are we allowed to be other species?)

(Of sentient being)

( yeah, that's absolutely fine )

( #Platonic4Ever #WeNeedMore )

(Yesss. xD)

(What about from fandoms? Like Doctor Who?)

Kameo pulled out his diary and tucked it into a resistant proof backpack. With much thought, he didn't bring the teddy-bear.

( What are you considering exactly? )

( What are you considering exactly? )

(I think she wants to be a time lord, the Doctor from Doctor Who. Cause she's a doctor.)

(Not a time lord, but something carrionite/silurian/zygon, I dunno.)

(Or a humanoid animal mutant type thing.)

(Wouldn't mind being Missy, gotta be honest. "Hey missy, missy you're so fine, you blow my mind." lol)

( Sure, if you'd like to )

(Wouldn't mind being Missy, gotta be honest. "Hey missy, missy you're so fine, you blow my mind." lol)

(In real life.)

(I have to go to bed, see y'all tomorrow)

(I'm going to bed too, See you in the morning.)

(Same, once I post my RP I'm going to bed.)

Leah had gone to her quarters and fallen asleep, only to wake up hours later screaming her brother's name. She sat up in bed, her wavy red hair hanging around her face and her breathing heavy and ragged. She looked to the corner of the room and saw the shadowy ghost of her brother and father.
"I-I'm sorry. . ." She whispered, pushing herself out of her bed. They vanished in a misty swirl, as if an invisibly breeze had blown them away. It's okay, just hallucinations. Just a dream. Leah told herself, deciding to walk up to the deck. Great, I must've woken up the whole ship.

(Same goodnight guys)

( Night! )

(Okay looking at Missy from Doctor Who fanart. Probs won't post my RP for a hour lol.)

(Heyo good morning!! I miss so much at night oops)

Morrigan shifted awkwardly under Lucian’s gaze, wishing she could be as composed as him. “So, you’ll take an hour and a half off work tomorrow?”, she asked shyly, fiddling with one of her bangles. She moved to lean against the back of the chair but immediately moved forward again when the wood dug into the cuts along her shoulders.

(I’m going to bring in some of Mirrigan’s Hallucinations soon, I apologize if they’re done badly, I’ve been working on them for a few months but nothing much has changed)

(It's fine if they're bad. I'm sure they'll be great.)

(Thanks for that! I’ve been struggling with like a kajillion characters that all need development so some have gotten a bit neglected I’m afraid)

(I completely understand.)