โ i have to live on. ๐๐ก๐ค๐ฃ๐.
thatโs the ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐
of the time lords. โ
โโโโโโโโโ
a portrayal of
๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ก ๐๐จ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ซ.
doctor who roleplay.
dark & mature themes.
youโre going to die in your best friend's arms. and you play along because it's funny๏ผbecause it's written down๏ผyou've memorized it๏ผit's all you know.
@tenthmenace + together and cast his gaze elsewhere .
โ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉโ๐ด ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ .
thatโs what she greeted
me as .โ
@SOUNDOFFOUR > talked about torvic ever since. though the doctor seemed a little hostile upon the constant talk about him. he wasnโt entirely pleased to hear this name.
โwhy would she mention him now after everything? theyโre all dead anyway. she canโt harm us like that now.โ
๐๐๐ข.
the master had told him that he wondered what he would be without all that noise in his head. how was he supposed to go on without something thatโd been there almost his entire life?
the time had come to find it out, hadnโt it? for he could be so many things. theta could >
@SOUNDOFFOUR > he started to pace around the console room and rubbed his forehead.
โbecause there was nอoอtอhอiอnอg to talk about. ๐๐ผ๐ said youโd take care of it โโ and you did. it was a wise choice to never talk about him,โ he answered. it made perfect sense to him that they hadnโt >
@SOUNDOFFOUR > turned to the master.
he approached him and lifted both of his hands, reaching out in order to touch him. but there was blood on his hands, so much of it that there wasnโt any skin visible, just all ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฑ. the doctor couldnโt see any of it. the master could, though.
he >