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The Overseer certainly had experience with time and space travel. He had seen what embodied time and space itself, at least a little bit. This man was intrigued – but would anyone bearing the misfortune of overhearing their conversation share the same mindset?
“This isn’t the place to talk, I’m afraid. We’ll get stared at. I don’t like excess attention. Makes me feel overexposed,” the Overseer deduced plainly, rising up from his seated position. “Follow me. Come along.”
The Overseer led the man out of the café. By now, the rain was thankfully letting up, and the sky was returning to a lesser gray hue. The precipitation was reduced to a drizzled form. Without further ado, the Time Lord bustled around to the building’s rear, occasionally turning his head one hundred and eighty degrees to ensure that the man was still following him. The TARDIS was camouflaged as a rain gutter; it was adjacent to the back door of the building.
“In response to your inquiry,” the Overseer began furtively, “I’ll let you observe for yourself. It’s more fun that way. Firstly, follow my lead.”
In one bountiful leap, the Overseer launched himself at the rain gutter. Instead of breaking his nose on it, however, he seemingly disappeared, reappearing in the entryway of the TARDIS. No doubt, this would be beyond absurd for the man to attempt. But, a curious soul was better than no soul at all.
“This isn’t the place to talk, I’m afraid. We’ll get stared at. I don’t like excess attention. Makes me feel overexposed,” the Overseer deduced plainly, rising up from his seated position. “Follow me. Come along.”
Will nodded, "I agree with you there mate." He replied, he tilted his head some when the Time Lord told him to follow him, looking around wondering if what was going on was either a strange dream he was having or was real. Grabbing his cane he quickly followed the man out of the cafe. To his relief the rain has lightened up to just barely a drizzle, following the man around to the building's rear.
“In response to your inquiry,” the Overseer began furtively, “I’ll let you observe for yourself. It’s more fun that way. Firstly, follow my lead.”
In one bountiful leap, the Overseer launched himself at the rain gutter. Instead of breaking his nose on it, however, he seemingly disappeared..
William stopped in his tracks staring at the wall the man disappeared into. His senses immediatly putting him in a state of cautiousness, attempted to tap the end of his cane at the wall just to find it going straight through, "What?" He said quietly as he stared at the wall some more before taking a shallow breath in and jumping at the wall.
The soldier found himself in what appeared to be something not of an Earthly origin, "What is this?" He asked, standing as though he had suddenly become stiff with fear. But it quickly dissipated when he saw the man standing there, "What and who are you?" William asked the man as he made his way deeper into the whatever it was he was now inside of. Was the entire cafe a space ship? Naw, it can't be..William thought.
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Predictably, the man was in a profound state of disbelief as he entered the TARDIS’ interior. That was to be expected. The Overseer was half-tempted to revel in his petrification, but something told the Time Lord that that notion wouldn’t be advisable.
“You’re surprised, naturally,” the Overseer began forcefully, resting a hand on the TARDIS’ visible central control column. “I’m called the Overseer. I’m a Time Lord, from the distant planet of Gallifrey. This little complex is my vessel. She’s called the Time and Relative Dimension in Space, or TARDIS for short. And as her name suggests, she’s fully capable of traveling through both time and space. On our collective behalf, I welcome you.”
The Overseer could’ve introduced himself in a better light, but the man seemed to have a distinctive questioning aura about him, causing the former to rush things. Perhaps he was a policeman or forensics expert. Either way, the Time Lord could sense the growing captivation welling up within him. It was almost like an inborn ability…
“You’re surprised, naturally,” the Overseer began forcefully, resting a hand on the TARDIS’ visible central control column. “I’m called the Overseer. I’m a Time Lord, from the distant planet of Gallifrey. This little complex is my vessel. She’s called the Time and Relative Dimension in Space, or TARDIS for short. And as her name suggests, she’s fully capable of traveling through both time and space. On our collective behalf, I welcome you.”
William looked to the Time Lord as he started to speak, hoping that he will tell him what on Earth is going on. He blinked in confusion at first, then noticed that he had a small smirk, "A pleasure to meet you Overseer." William said as he held a hand out in an offer of a handshake, "I'm William Roberson, my friends call me Will." He looked at the man, so he is seriously an alien? "So you are an alien from another planet? How is that possible? You look human to me."
So The Overseer was an alien, a Time and Space travelling alien? What were the chances of meeting one? Are there many? Is he the only one? So many questions! It was just asking them away, that was simple, but what are the limits of the questions before the Time Lord throws me out?William wondered to himself.
William Roberson. Easy enough name to remember, so as long as the Overseer wouldn’t wander off into his liquor cabinet sometime in the near future. He began pacing in a tiny rectangular perimeter around the control column, his wide eyes distant yet still perfectly attentive in appearance. His pacing tenure was cut short when he was offered a handshake; a common gesture of greeting not limited to humankind alone. He returned the handshake, noting that William’s hand was warm, slightly scarred and quite bony. Drawing a credible conclusion that he was an earthly war veteran seemed more and more applicable.
“Yes, Time Lords do resemble humans – or should I say, humans resemble Time Lords! Yes, our kind has existed first. Humans in their natural, modern form are only about fifty thousand years old, if one were to factor in their relatively destructive behavior – don’t take that personally, it’s my little joke for your kind – anyway, Time Lords have existed since the creation of the universe itself – roughly 4.6 billion years ago. The way we alter time is immensely difficult to explain, and I’ll get a headache if I do try to explain it, but just be aware that we were here first,” the Overseer recited in only a couple of breaths. He took a few steps back, appearing to be in careful thought, then followed up his explanation with a concise question and a smirk. “Any questions?”
“Yes, Time Lords do resemble humans – or should I say, humans resemble Time Lords! Yes, our kind has existed first. Humans in their natural, modern form are only about fifty thousand years old, if one were to factor in their relatively destructive behavior – don’t take that personally, it’s my little joke for your kind – anyway, Time Lords have existed since the creation of the universe itself – roughly 4.6 billion years ago. The way we alter time is immensely difficult to explain, and I’ll get a headache if I do try to explain it, but just be aware that we were here first,” the Overseer recited in only a couple of breaths. He took a few steps back, appearing to be in careful thought, then followed up his explanation with a concise question and a smirk. “Any questions?”
William listened to the Time Lord, so Time Lords were humans? Wait they came first before Earth humans or before all forms of human life? Were there humans on other planets? He tilted his head some, "So.. your kind created us Earth humans or did we just pop up out of no where? Although I hope not out of nowhere." He said with a small laugh. He gave a light squeeze to the man's hand before retrieving it, "It is a honor to meet you Overseer." He said after a small moment of silence.
So he goes to war, get's hurt, comes home, joins the police force and gets shot again when defending his friend and partner.. was all the events leading to meeting Overseer? If not it sure did feel like it.
"We? Create you? No, no, no. You evolved from primates native to your planet," the Time Lord said haughtily.
In the scheme of things, humans truly did evolve from primates. But the lienar progression of that had seen been sullied and flawed by Time Lords over the course of many generations. Time Lords aged in a linear fashion, although the traveled through time itself exclusively as well. It was difficult to expain, especially with the abundance of paradoxes and whatnot.
"Likewise, William," the Overseer nodded, a grin beginning to form on his face.
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The ex soldier laughed at his own claim, "Oh good!" William said, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye, "So scientists are right that we evolved from primates then? Strange thought that one is." William said as he looked around the room, "So.. how often do you come here? Once in a blue moon? Or are you frequent?" He asked curiously.
Feeling some pain in his right knee again he shifted some on his feet to get more comfortable, leaning on his cane some more.
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