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Post by Ace McShane on Apr 18, 2012 20:24:59 GMT -5
Ace slowly moved her head off of the floor in the console room of the Nebuchadnezzar and squinted, the console room was dark, or well as dark as it got with emergency lights and slowly filling with smoke, coughing “ughhh...what happened?” she pushed herself up on all fours then slowly stood up. Her head was pounding she must have hit it on something...when what ever happened had happened, she couldn’t remember what it was.
Moving her hand to her head she gingerly touched the spot on her forehead, she cussed a little when it caused a knife of pain run through her head. She didn’t think she had a concussion but she couldn’t be sure, she didn’t have time to find out the console room of her little shuttle craft was filling with smoke quickly still.
Ace moved over to the door of the Nebuchadnezzar, reaching for the door control she put in the command to open the door; she jumped back when the door opened to what seemed like a giant mirror. Curiosity got the best of her and she stepped closer to the mirror as it reflected her just not the interior of the Nebuchadnezzar, the landscape in the reflection was like a over grown field with giant mushrooms, Ace held up her hand and ran it over the surface the reflection of her mimicking her movements.
Coughing again, she couldn’t stay here her little craft was filling faster with smoke, looking at the mirror, “No choice.” oh how she hated that, running her hand over the mirror again Ace walked through it.
Last Edit: Jun 4, 2012 16:04:14 GMT -5 by Ace McShane
"I am NOT A PROBLEM! I’m a…tactical consideration!"
Chamistala ran quickly into the wooded thicket behind her little cottage in Wonderland. She had gotten trapped in here about a month ago…by that damn mirror, she thought. She looked behind her, sweat rolling down her face and she tore feverishly at the twigs and vines on the entrance of a small cave that she had tucked the tin dog that she had found on her first day here. “Hello young mistress,” it said. “Hi again, K-9,” she said. Chamistala smiled. They had bonded…and she thought of this silly little tin dog as a friend. K-9 and Chamistala had had long talks in the days after she found him…but she had to hide him so no one would find him. She really didn’t know why she thought it would be a bad thing if anyone else saw him…but she had a strange feeling that something terrible might happen if he were discovered.
He had also been the one to tell her what the strange metal beings were that had invaded Wonderland. At this thought, her mind was rocked back to the present. “K-9. They are here…I need you to do me a favor.” She climbed aboard his back and said, “Let’s go!” “Affirmative, young mistress.” and he began rolling across the beautiful green field where the mirror entrance was. Chamistala took a deep breath.
“THE DALEKS ARE COMING! THE DALEKS ARE COMING!! THE DALEKS ARE COMING!!!” Just as she began screaming, a young woman entered through the mirror with whisps of smoke. Chamistala’s mouth hung open briefly, then she put on the biggest smile she could and waved at the woman that had just entered. As she became level with the woman, she turned to the front again. “THE DALEKS ARE COMING! THE DALEKS ARE COMING!! THE DALEKS ARE COMING!!!”
Post by Ace McShane on Jun 4, 2012 17:55:28 GMT -5
Ace watched as the girl rode across on the metal dog “The hell?” she must of hit her head harder than she thought “THE DALEKS ARE COMING! THE DALEKS ARE COMING!! THE DALEKS ARE COMING!!!”[/color] Ace closed her eyes a little when the girl yelled it felt like a knife through her skull. “Oy! Stop your belting for a second...!” Ace stopped, pinching the bridge of her nose and sighed, no need to take her anger out of the girl. She wasn’t the reason Ace had the pain in her skull, starting over with a nicer tone “Start again, please.”
"I am NOT A PROBLEM! I’m a…tactical consideration!"
"And I'm telling you, Miss Don-na No-ble." The Doctor argued in that playful tone of his, nearly halfway out of the TARDIS doors. "That's..."
He paused mainly to put emphasis on his next choice of words. "Not how you play chess."
Now completely out of his ship, he sniffed, scratched the back of his neck, and crinkled his eyebrows. Donna had shouted something back at him, that he didn't quite make out.
"What?" The Doctor asked, staying quiet as Donna repeated what she had said. Only this time sounding a bit more irritated that he hadn't heard her the first time.
"What do you mean you don't want to come?" He was shocked at that, after all who wouldn't want to go on an adventure with him. "Is this because of the vacation thing? Now look, I know I said a sunny planet, but this one is fairly…"
He took another pause as he looked at the dimly lit room. "Well… actually, it's not really sunny at all..."
His left eyebrow raised in slight curiosity, especially at the intricate mirror near the center. Only to be broken out of thought, when Donna shouted something else.
Turning towards the direction of the TARDIS, he called back to her. "Fine. Stay in the TARDIS. I'm going to have a real adventure."
When it was clear that Donna wasn't going to join him, he rolled his eyes and muttered something about how much humans complain.
Now, back to figuring out what was so interesting about that mirror.
The Doctor didn't take long on getting close to it, and although there was something very strange about the mirror. He couldn't quite place his finger on it. Well actually he could, and actually he did.
The reflection of the mirror didn't seem all that strange, though it didn't show the TARDIS behind him. What it did show was large plants and colorful fungi. He nearly chuckled when he immediately thought of the mirror that was used in the book Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone.
"So what are you doing here?" The Doctor asked the mirror, before he felt his hand (along with himself), fall through the reflective glass. Quickly expecting a rather rough fall, he placed he crossed his arms over his head, and shut his eyes.
After what might have been a minute of waiting for some sort of impact, or maybe some sign of the regeneration process starting. He opened his eyes, letting out a sigh of relief when he realized that he was safe on the ground.
"So a Mirror that transport you somewhere else." The Doctor concluded, jumping up to his feet. A slight grin on his face, before realizing that the mirror that brought him here, wasn't behind him. "Oh... That's not good."
“Start again, please.” Chamistala heard the girl say and she stopped yelling and dismounted from K-9. She began walking towards her, and K-9 followed whistling “Ride of the Valkyries” that Chamistala had taught him. As she approached the girl she stopped and turned towards the metal dog. Leaning down to pat his head she said, “You have gotten quite good at that, hasn’t he?” She looked at the girl and stood up. As she was extending her hand the mirror began to shimmer and a mans voice floated through it. Chamistala backed up quickly and motioned for the girl to follow her. “Ok. Um. The mirror hasn’t talked before. K-9, come here please.” she said as K-9 went closer to the door. “Hello Master.” “Master? What master?” and Chamistala ducked as the mirror began to glow brilliantly and a handsome and if not a bit sexy, she thought man stepped from the mirror.
Post by Ace McShane on Aug 5, 2012 20:09:55 GMT -5
Heh, a Tin Dog, cute. “Cute Dog.” she watched as the girl leaned down and patted the dogs head “You have gotten quite good at that, hasn’t he?” Ace nodded slowly “Umm, ya sure.” she guessed, since this girl was the first person Ace had met while coming through the mirror.
Ace started to ask the girl what her name was but when she started to ask her she heard the mans voice coming from the mirror she backed away with the girl pulling the blaster she had strapped to her side up a little “Hello Master.”“Master? What master?” Ace nodded focusing her blaster on the mirror not sure as to who it was about to come out “Ya, what brownie said.”
Last Edit: Aug 5, 2012 21:42:49 GMT -5 by Ace McShane
"I am NOT A PROBLEM! I’m a…tactical consideration!"
Chamistala stood there, flabbergasted. No one had entered through the mirror in so long…and now two have entered. Not complaining, mind you… she thought. It’s just…well. It’s weird. And what is with K-9? She focused back on K-9 and the nice looking man that had just entered. "Wait, is Sarah Jane here?" the man asked, and Chamistala let out a short gasp. No way. This man cannot be talking about the Sarah Jane that K-9 can’t shut up about. “Um..Smith? Sarah Jane Smith?” Damnit…This is getting too weird.
Chamistala’s hair started to stand on end and she felt the ears pop up on the top of her head. “Crap!” She half yelled. Most people tend to freak when she turns into a cat in front of them. Well…can’t stop it now… she thought, getting irritated. She let out an apologetic meow and felt herself shrinking and her limbs contracting. She shut her eyes and blotted it out…it wasn’t painful, but it wasn’t fun either.
After, what felt to her like, several minutes (but really just a few seconds) she opened her eyes and stretched out her front legs and flexed her paws, mewing and purring. She suddenly looked at K-9, who was moving rapidly towards her chanting, “Kitty! Kitty! Kitty!” Chamistala hissed and ran behind K-9, causing him to turn in a circle, still chanting. No! No K-9! Stop. Look, dumb dog, just stop! This continued for a few rounds and then Chamistala stopped in front of K-9 and batted his nose and growled, I believe I said no! she thought. K-9 backed up slightly, and Chamistala looked to the other two, coming back to earth. She laid her ears back a tad and climbed onto K-9’s back, feeling protected as she found herself behind his laser. With a apologetic meow , she rubbed her cheek along the back of K-9’s head and thought, Sorry, little bud.
At that Chamistala looked back up to the girl and the man and put on a regal disposition and meowed authoritatively. Chamistala thought about the two now looking at her, knowing that their reactions would go one of two ways. They would either freak and hurt her, or they would be cool with it. Please be cat people. She begged with her eyes. I don’t feel like dying today.
Aixa wasn't the most graceful of Djinn. And, thankfully, no one had been around to witness his fall into the other world – or wherever he was. A rather good-looking mirror had attracted his attention and, when he leaned closer to inspect it, he was pushed – or pulled – into it. On reflection, it hadn't been the mirror itself that had attracted him. It had been the colors; the vivid purple of the mushroom, the lemon-color sky, and the overall brightness. He had lived an awfully long time, and he hadn't seen anything quite as pretty.
True to his nature, Aixa had immediately gone exploring. But all that he had found was a mechanical dog that wasn't appealing at all to the eyes, a woman, a girl, and a tall skinny man. Aixa remained silent, taking a seat on a piece of fungi. He had just gotten through a night with Oliver Lerenzo – although that was really here nor there and the details of which not very appropriate to think about in the presence of a lady; much less two. Oliver thought it was cute that sometimes Aixa developed cow ears and a tail, which had put him in quite the habit of it.
Anyway, Aixa had been watching the small group with a certain amount of interest, his cow ears twitching, when the girl caught his attention. By turning into a little cute kitty.
A smile instantly lit up the Djinn's features, and he sprung from the mushroom, cackling as he swooped the kitty-kitty from the back of the ugly mechanical dog.
“Oh, who's a cute little kitty-kitty? You are! Yes you are!” he giggled, hugging her tightly to his chest. “Oh man, look guys. Look how cute this cat is,” he demanded of them, holding the cat up magnificently in the air. “This is the cutest cat I know. And trust me. I know cats. Once, I used to own a cat with Geoffery Chaucer.”
He shuffled over to the tall skinny man and the woman. “You look well-travelled. Tell me, in all your travels here, have you ever seen a cuter cat?”
Without waiting for a response, he finally put the poor cat back down and put his hands on his hips. “No, I didn't think so.”
He yawned, stretching his arms over his head. “I'm Aixa. Eh-shuh.”
Post by Ace McShane on Aug 8, 2012 22:42:12 GMT -5
Ace watched the tin dog interact with the man that stepped through the mirror shortly after she did. “Not trying to sound like a hard ass but you did kinda come up on us, mind stating your name sir?” lowering her blaster a tiny bit just to show she wasn’t just going to open fire on the guy she just would use it to defend herself and the other girl if needed.
What happened next, Ace had never expected the girl in front of her turning into a cat? Watching, Ace lowered the blaster a little more she didn’t know if the girl in cat form would be as skittish as a normal cat “Ooook...that’s a new one.” The kitty eyes almost made Ace’s heart melt some (Ya, eat your heart out amber) though she’d admit the cat was adorable “Blimey you’re fluffy and cute.”
She jumped a little when the guy came running up and scooped up the cat talking a thousand times a minute. Keeping track of what he was saying as well of everything else that had happen wasn’t making her headache any better so when he got done speaking all she could say was “....ooook.”
"I am NOT A PROBLEM! I’m a…tactical consideration!"
"Oh Sorry," The Doctor paused, the look on his face obvious that he was thinking. "Professor John Smith. Nice to meet you, um.."
It had been such a long time since he last saw her. Dorothy, or rather Ace McShane. He couldn't help but grin. Then he saw the kitty, and his eyes couldn't have lit up with such adornment.
"Oh Look at you!" He said with excitement. "You are just precious!"
Then deciding he should get back on track, he asked. "So do you happen to know where we are?"
Chamistala sat there looking into the eyes of the people in the group trying to get a feel of what they would do when “Kitty!” rang through the air and Chamistala went flying through the air in someone’s arms. She yowled surprised and hissed, laying her ears flat on her head. He didn’t let go…it was as if he didn’t even notice that he had: 1. Scared the crap out of her ad 2. Made her very uncomfortable. She didn’t get held…unless she wanted to. But nevertheless, the man that had appeared out of nowhere continued to hold her and then show her off.
Chamistala smiled to herself listening to the man tell her that she was cute and, despite herself, she began to purr. The way he held her…it made her feel loved. And with him saying that stuff about her, it made everyone fawn over her. Her purrs became louder and she rubbed her head on the man’s hands… Yes…yes I am a sexy kitty! Chamistala loved it…and then it was over.
He plopped her back down onto K-9 and began talking to the others about something other than her. She sat sullenly and listened to him. Chamistala wanted to know all she could about her new little friend. All he said was his name. Eh-Shuh, huh? Well, Mr. Eh-Shuh…I like you and you is now mine. She darted out away from the group to make sure that no one was really paying attention to her, still keeping a keen ear out for what they were discussing. She began morphing into her human form once more.
"So do you happen to know where we are?" she heard the good looking one ask the girl that had entered earlier. She walked up to the small group once more, still sporting her ears and tail. “You know, handsome…” Chamistala purred out instinctually. She caught herself and flicked her tail. She eyed him somewhat apologetically and continued, “That is a really good question.” Chamistala made eye contact with each of the members of the group and noticed that the same question that he had asked was being projected in all of their eyes.
Aixa glanced over as the girl came back to the group, still sporting ears and a tail. He mimicked the ears and tails with a wide and playful smirk at her, reaching over and scratching her behind the ears. “I like you,” he decided, patting her shoulder and then flopping down on a sunny rock, sitting cross-legged. Aixa observed the others with wide blue eyes. The tall man with the nice suit was saying his name – Professor John Smith. Professor of what? Aixa tilted his head and sniffed the air. A human, a mechanical dog, a Time Lord, and a… his eyes narrowed at the girl with the cat ears.
She certainly smelled human, which is how he had known that it wasn’t a regular cat. But now that he thought about it, wasn’t it suspicious that she was a human? Humans couldn’t do things like that – and there was something murky about her scent, something that made his arms have goose bumps. Aixa dropped the stare, deciding that even if she was a mutation, it was still impolite to stare at mutations. “You know, handsome,” a voice purred beside him. Aixa stared at her, watching with an amused grin as she flirted with the man in the brown coat. “That is a really good question.”
“Oh, come on. Haven’t any of you read Alice in Wonderland? It’s very obvious, and I admit that the mirror was a nice touch,” Aixa supplied, standing on the boulder that he had been perched on. He stretched and jumped to the ground. “Now, what would be a good question is how we managed to get caught in a children’s novel, or why the Looking Glass mirror appeared to us.”
He sighed and crossed his arms. “I don’t see what we have in common. A Time Lord, a metal dog, two humans, and a Djinn. Any wild guesses?”
Post by Ace McShane on Oct 3, 2012 22:22:47 GMT -5
(sorry if it's a bit scatter brained, don't worry Chamistala will let me know if it is.)
Deciding her weapon was unnecessary Ace holstered it "Professor John Smith. Nice to meet you, um.." smiling a little, dropping the hard ass solider routine “Nice to meet you Professor, names Ace.”
Ace nodded at Chamistala as she returned to the group “The ears, they suit you.” she watched as Axia mimicked her ears and tail. “I dunno, they good on you but better on her.” she joked slightly.
“I remember reading that, a long, long time ago.” She shrugged when Aixa asked why they thought the looking glass would appear to them “I haven’t the foggiest, I was just trying to get off my shuttle before it filled up with smoke, when I opened the door instead of outside there was a mirror featuring this place.”
“I don’t see what we have in common. A Time Lord, a metal dog, two humans, and a Djinn. Any wild guesses?” “Woah, woah, woah wait a second, rewind. Timelord?” Ace quickly narrowed it down in her head and looked at The Doctor “John Smith isn’t your real name is it?”
"I am NOT A PROBLEM! I’m a…tactical consideration!"
“You know, handsome…” Chamistala purred out instinctually. She caught herself and flicked her tail. She eyed him somewhat apologetically and continued, “That is a really good question.” Chamistala made eye contact with each of the members of the group and noticed that the same question that he had asked was being projected in all of their eyes.
"Thank you, that's why I asked it." The Doctor explained, grinning at the small group.
Deciding her weapon was unnecessary Ace holstered it "Professor John Smith. Nice to meet you, um.." smiling a little, dropping the hard ass solider routine “Nice to meet you Professor, names Ace.”[/color]
"It's nice to meet you too, Ace." He returned the smile, happy that she put away her weapon. Then Axia, said pointing out something, very interesting.
“Oh, come on. Haven’t any of you read Alice in Wonderland? It’s very obvious, and I admit that the mirror was a nice touch,”[/b] Aixa supplied, standing on the boulder that he had been perched on. He stretched and jumped to the ground. “Now, what would be a good question is how we managed to get caught in a children’s novel, or why the Looking Glass mirror appeared to us.”[/i][/color][/b]
The Doctor nodded in agreement, that was a very good question. Better than his own in fact. He scratched the back of his neck, trying to figure out the answer to that question.
He sighed and crossed his arms. “I don’t see what we have in common. A Time Lord, a metal dog, two humans, and a Djinn. Any wild guesses?”
Oh that was interesting, Axia could tell what everyone was. Obviously, the Doctor being the only Timelord here. Then he heard something that made him froze.
“Woah, woah, woah wait a second, rewind. Timelord?”[/b][/i]
The Doctor gave her a sheepish smile, she was probably going to hit him as soon as she found out who he was. Granted he really shouldn't have ever lied about his identity to her.
Ace quickly narrowed it down in her head and looked at The Doctor “John Smith isn’t your real name is it?”[/b][/i]
"Well..." He began extending the word 'Well', as he started pacing a little. Obviously trying to come up with something clever, then noticing the look on Ace's face. He sighed, "No, sorry. Technically I didn't lie to you. You use to call me Professor."
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