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Theta taps his tentacle against his console as his eyes watch the humans from a spot on the side of the road. On the outside his battered faded blue casing wouldn't draw attention. Though he is slowly growing annoyed with the fact people keep calling him this R2-D2 being. Finally when this odd person actually TOUCHES his casing he snaps. "EX-TER-MIN-ATE!!"
"Dude it can talk!! So cool, but it doesn't sound like R2-D2?" Theta aims his blaster at the annoying humans and fires. Both fall dead with cries.
"ALL HU-MANS WILL BOW TO THE DA-LEKS!! YOU WILL BOW TO THE SUP-REME RACE!!" He begins to fire at the now scrambling humans and his battered casing moves almost silently through it, the only noise being the sharp discharge of his weapon. He moves among the panicky people and fires at them repeatedly. His blasts hitting at random and killing the unlucky ones who got in his way.
"FREEZE!!" His eyestalk turns to the call directed at him.
"EX-TER-MIN-ATE!!! EX-TER-MIN-AAAATE!!" His mechanical cries fill the air accompanied by the repeated sound of his blaster discharging at the human protectors. Next he aims his blaster at a large human vehicle his broken records show is called a van. He fires and the resulting explosion kills a group of military people. He turns away from them and moves up the street killing as he goes.
People were dying. Not that it was anything new to her, but Rowan had never seen people die like this before. She opened her mouth, looking quite amazed by the faded blue creature. She crept forwards, following him at a distance as he screamed for extermination. She made sure to stay behind him, scampering with him and dodging the bullets from the military guns. She dove behind a van, trying to stay out of sight between both of them. Seeing the creature turn towards the vehicle, she ran out again.
“What is DA-LEKS?” she asked, popping up in front of him and gazing into the eyestalk, walking backwards to keep up with him. “Are you the supreme race? We learned about supreme races in my history class with eugenics. Are you a product of eugenics? I think that’s cool,” she said, running around him rapidly.
She gasped, taking out a bucket of blue painting from her backpack. “Here, I’ll make you pretty again!” she declared, dumping the paint on him to ‘freshen up his coating’. “There you go, now you really do look superior.”
Dalek Theta's attack is going well. So far no one had fought back no one has even bothered to attack him they have so far just let him rampage through their city killing its drones. After a while the humans finally mount a resistance and their army attacks him. He simply raises his shields and blows up a few of them. He "tosses" a bomb and blows up one of their massive tanks. The attacks die down a bit. Then the weirdest thing happens, one of their young-ling attacks him. At first he was shocked, then his instincts kick in he turns his blaster on the young female. "YOU WILL CEASE THIS ATTACK!! YOU WILL CEASE!!!"
“What is DA-LEKS?” she asked, popping up in front of him and gazing into the eyestalk, walking backwards to keep up with him. “Are you the supreme race? We learned about supreme races in my history class with eugenics. Are you a product of eugenics? I think that’s cool,”
The blue Dalek turns his eyestalk on the female and an evil conniving thought enters his mind. He would use this young-ling to raise an army of drones himself. Using the young of the planet and brainwashing them to serve the Daleks he'd overcome the planet. The planet inhabitants wouldn't harm their own young. He checks his records and laughs an evil and slightly insane laugh, his plan would work the inhabitants of this planet have an odd attachment to their young. She gasped, taking out a bucket of blue painting from her backpack. “Here, I’ll make you pretty again!” she declared, dumping the paint on him to ‘freshen up his coating’. “There you go, now you really do look superior.”
The first thing he resolved to train the youth was discipline. Blowing up the rest of the tanks and super heating himself to fry the paint off. "Follow me young-ling and I will answer your questions."
“I’m not attacking ya, ya dumbie!” Rowan shrieked back at him, mimicking his voice. “I’m asking questions!” she continued. She made the meanest face she could at him, baring her teeth at him. The Dalek-thingy began to laugh – well, more like cackle – and Rowan raised an eyebrow at him. “YOU ARE VE-RY WE-IRD,” she screeched at him. He was, anyway. Who always shouted their words like that? Babies shouted a lot; that was why she hated them. Her parents told her she shouted a lot, too, but they just didn’t understand her.
“O-KAY!” she yelled, jumping after him, playing an invisible game of hopscotch. “Hey! Why are ya gettin’ rid of the paint? I worked super hard to get ya nice and shiny and like that!” she protested, hopping around cheerfully. “So where are we goin? Are ya gonna answer all questions? ‘Cos daddy says I can talk a lot, and you’ll probably not know the answers to all my questions.”
Dalek Theta hovered away pleased the female was at least complaint. She was loud and he didn't mind that in the least bit though he would have to teach her when to be loud and when to be quiet. He turned his blaster and shot a human running by enjoying the fallen man's screams before the thud and resulting loss of a life-sign on his scanner reported his death. He was a Dalek, his purpose was to destroy, this was who he was. Whether or not the female was following him didn't matter to Theta as long as she didn't attack him.
“Hey! Why are ya gettin’ rid of the paint? I worked super hard to get ya nice and shiny and like that!”
"Be-cause a Da-lek is not sup-posed to be shi-ny." Theta continued his rain of plasma death on the civilians. His scanners reported the approach of the human defenders that drove cars with flashing lights. He tapped a few buttons on his console and announced. "THE HU-MANS WILL SUR-REN-DER TO ME THE NEW DA-LEK LEA-DER OF THIS PLA-NET!! YOU WILL SUB-MIT TO MY CON-TROL AND FOL-LOW MY OR-DERS!!" He watched in satisfaction as the humans cringed at the sound of his voice. Then his thoughts were interrupted as his new companion began to spout questions like a computer system set on fast forward.
“So where are we goin? Are ya gonna answer all questions? ‘Cos daddy says I can talk a lot, and you’ll probably not know the answers to all my questions.”
He turned his volume down on his console to answer her. "We are go-ing to take o-ver this pla-net by cap-tur-ing it's mon-arch. I will ans-wer what-ever ques-tions I deem nec-es-sary to ans-wer. Your pa-ter-nal fi-gure is not pres-ent and there-fore not im-por-tant to this re-la-tion-ship. His words are not re-qui-red in this ex-change. I am su-per-ior to all life-forms and know more than you seem to rea-lize fe-male." He began to move forward once more destroying all that got in his way, his strong shields taking hits every now and then, they began to weaken a bit though he'd never admit such a thing to even himself. His destination and course were set, Dalek Theta was heading for Buckingham Palace.
Last Edit: Jan 27, 2014 17:30:06 GMT -5 by Deleted
“Why not, though?” she asked, hopping after him playfully. “I think people would like you better if you were shiny, like an expensive car. Now you look like some sort of rubbish can! See, look?” she said, pointing out a tin can on the side of the street. “You could be brothers! Or sisters. Hey, are you a boy Da-lek or a girl Da-lek?” she asked, jumping over the corpses as they crossed them cheerfully. She looked at the police curiously, waving happily to them as she continued strolling along the streets with her new friend. “And that’s why we should take you to a garage! They could polish you and make you real nice, and then people would like you.”
Rowan raised her eyebrows at his declaration. “But this planet doesn’t have a monarch. We have countries, and each country has a ruling system. We have a prime minister, and the United States has a president, and China has some guy that sits in a chair, and some places have dictators, and then Africa is this great weird mess of… I don’t even know what’s happening there, they’re just weird,” she said. Politics with an eight year in five seconds. At his next statement, the child let out a scandalized gasp. “Don’t you talk about my daddy like that! He’s a lot smarter than you, bub! You’re just a tin can, but my daddy is brilliant. You ain’t superior to him. No way.”
It was great fun, having a conversation between dodging the bullets meant for this Da-lek. Rowan giggled as she bounced around them, looking around to where they were going. “You wanna talk to the Queen? But she doesn’t hold any power. She’s just there to go to events and look real grumpy. If you want real power, you need to go to the parliament! And anyway, we’re just one country. If you’re really serious about taking over the planet, you’re gonna want to go to the United Nations. They probably have a form to fill out for this kind of thing, actually. You could probably fill it out online. You can do everything on the Internet nowadays, you know.”
“Why not, though?” she asked, hopping after him playfully. “I think people would like you better if you were shiny, like an expensive car. Now you look like some sort of rubbish can! See, look?”
Theta felt like his head was going to explode as the child kept talking. Non-stop the chatter kept flowing from her mouth like a constant hum. “DA-LEKS DO NOT NEED TO BE LIKED THEY NEED TO BE OBEYED!” His shout filled the air loudly and he hoped it was enough to shut the girl up. Unfortunately it wasn’t as she kept asking her questions.
“You could be brothers! Or sisters. Hey, are you a boy Da-lek or a girl Da-lek?”
This question took Theta off guard, a feat most people found hard to do but this girl seemed to find simple enough. He actually stopped his forward advancement and looked at the bounding girl for a moment before continuing his frontal assault. “DA-LEKS DO NOT RE-QU-IRE MALE OR FE-MALE DA-LEKS!! WE ARE MADE FROM D-N-A IN LABS!! WE ARE CLONED TO BE THE SU-PER-IOR RACE!! WE HAVE SUR-PASSED THE IN-FER-IOR METH-ODS OF EARTH FOR RE-PRO-DUC-TION!!” He finished his rant with a blast to a car before the child yet again began to speak in a droning continuation that made Theta want to scan to see if she was even breathing still.
“But this planet doesn’t have a monarch. We have countries, and each country has a ruling system. We have a prime minister, and the United States has a president, and China has some guy that sits in a chair, and some places have dictators, and then Africa is this great weird mess of… I don’t even know what’s happening there, they’re just weird,”
That Theta knew very well of course. What he was doing was trying to inspire fear in the human race. With that in mind he began to ignore the girl simply keeping note of what these other countries looked to for support and morale. They would be the next targets on the Dalek’s hit list. “YOUR IN-PUT HAS BEEN NO-TED THESE WILL BE MY NEXT TAR-GET!!” He shouted this at a slightly lower volume level so as not to give away his plan to other people in the area. He then continued on as the girl continued to speak, though this time in indignation.
Don’t you talk about my daddy like that! He’s a lot smarter than you, bub! You’re just a tin can, but my daddy is brilliant. You ain’t superior to him. No way.”
Decided he needed to settle this girl quickly before she began to resist him, not that she could, but the quicker she accepted her new role in life the better it would be for the two of them, and the more efficient. Of course the fact the girl didn’t know of her new role did pose a potential problem but since at the moment that was unneeded information the Dalek decided not to give that out. “YOUR MALE PA-REN-TAL FIG-URE IS NOT SU-PER-IOR TO THE DA-LEKS!! NO OTH-ER RACE IS!! THIS FA-THER DOES NOT HAVE THE MEN-TLE CA-PAC-ITY OF A DA-LEK!! YOU WILL CEASE THIS THOUGHT PRO-CESS!! YOU WILL CEASE!!” With that the blue Dalek continued to move toward the palace that contained his target as the girl continued to talk about the Earth to him.
“You wanna talk to the Queen? But she doesn’t hold any power. She’s just there to go to events and look real grumpy. If you want real power, you need to go to the parliament! And anyway, we’re just one country. If you’re really serious about taking over the planet, you’re gonna want to go to the United Nations. They probably have a form to fill out for this kind of thing, actually. You could probably fill it out online. You can do everything on the Internet nowadays, you know.”
Theta once again paused as the talkitive, and highly annoying even to a Dalek, girl offered yet another target to him. He wondered if the girl knew she was selling out the human race to her new leader, of course he wasn’t about to inform her of this if she didn’t know. “I AM A-WARE THAT THE FE-MALE MON-ARCH OF THIS LO-CA-TION HAS NO PO-WER!! BUT SHE GIVES THIS PLACE MOR-ALE AND THAT IS WHAT I AM TAR-GET-TING AT THE MO-MENT!! I WILL DES-TROY THE PAR-LIA-MENT NEXT!!” Once he destroyed the power structure here he would move onto this United Nations and claim the world as the lone Dalek ruler. “YOUR IN-FER-IOR IN-TER-NET WILL NOT SUIT MY MIS-SION! I HAVE MY OWN METH-ODS!!”
As he continued to diss on her father, Rowan picked up a can from the street and threw it at him irritably. “You take that back, you mutated freak of a rubbish bin!” she hissed, jumping in front of him and raising her fists. “Or I’ll knock that stupid plunger straight off your ugly mug!” she threatened. Her fingers were obviously bruised (along with most of the rest of her body) from getting into a fight earlier that day and punching someone a bit too aggressively. “My daddy’s mental capacity is way above yours! You could learn a thing or two from him!” she insisted, glaring at him angrily.
She raised an eyebrow. “Targeting what? Morals? This is place is very depressed,” she said, confusing the words. A combination of being a child and of her malapropistic tendencies. “I’d go after the parliament. You destroy that and the people don’t know what to do, so they’d look to the Queen. Then, when you destroy the Queen, they’d definitely lose hope. Gosh, for being so much smarter than me, you ain’t very smart. And anyway, I ain’t a human, if that’s what you’re thinkin’. I ain’t even close.”
“You take that back, you mutated freak of a rubbish bin!” she hissed, jumping in front of him and raising her fists. “Or I’ll knock that stupid plunger straight off your ugly mug!”
Dalek Theta moved forward as she screamed at him. Then he heard the loud clang of the ship hitting his casing followed by the sharp zap as his shields ricochet the can at a human. He turned his eyestalk to view the human being knocked off his feet and scans to see if the man was dead. He felt disappointed when the readings only show the man as unconscious. Bored he moved on, then he finds the obnoxious female in front of him and a sharp sense of annoyance sprung up inside him. When she threatened him his instinct to attack her flared. However he still needed her so he simply ignored her and moved around her. He didn't really see her as a threat, she couldn't actually harm him.
“My daddy’s mental capacity is way above yours! You could learn a thing or two from him!”
This again? Why did the female insist on defending the male parental figure's honor? Was she really that loyal to him. "You are be-ing very e-mo-tio-nal o-ver a tri-fle mat-ter. That will lead you to weak-ness." He continued to kill at random and destroy along his way. The female was beginning to bore him and he wanted more action. He wondered when the humans would send out someone more challenging.
“Targeting what? Morals? This is place is very depressed,” she said, confusing the words.
The Dalek tapped a console and then turned back to look at the female child. "Cor-rec-tion I am tar-get-ing this world's mor-ale! I will con-quer the world by make-ing it feel dis-sat-is-fied by its cur-rent lea-der-ship " He turned away from the child and began to move forward again. The child then began to rant again and the Dalek gave an exasperated sigh. Does this child ever shut up?
“I’d go after the parliament. You destroy that and the people don’t know what to do, so they’d look to the Queen. Then, when you destroy the Queen, they’d definitely lose hope. Gosh, for being so much smarter than me, you ain’t very smart. And anyway, I ain’t a human, if that’s what you’re thinkin’. I ain’t even close.”
Hadn't they gone over this already? He stopped once more allowing even more humans to escape. "I will de-stroy both bran-ches of the gov-ern-ment! I have thought this through fe-male!" He resisted the urge to engage her further hoping if he minimized his own speech she would fall silent. He would definitely have to correct her behavior once the world was his. Yet he couldn't help but a small part of him feel a bit attached to the violent child. She would make a good Dalek.
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