The Fifth Doctor
Jan 7, 2013 15:20:59 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2013 15:20:59 GMT -5
Canon
Name: The Doctor, perhaps you've heard of me (and if you're from that LYNDA lot, please leave me be.)
Age: Oh, I don't know, perhaps in my early 800s now, but what's in a year? It depends where you are.
Species: Time Lord, well, Gallifreyan to be specific, however, they call my kind Time Lords.
Planet of Origin: Gallifrey.
Occupation: Something of an Adventurer. Oh, I'm also the Lord President of Gallifrey, however, I've sort of slipped out the back door while my council wasn't looking. Please don't tell them you've seen me.
Physical Description: Oh, it's dreadful! I was tall, with a noble face and wonderful bright eyes. Now? Shorter, blonder, boring. At least, I have a lovely style now (picked for me by my wonderful TARDIS, isn't she sweet?) A cricket outfit is what I've chosen, from the Edwardian Era, I've had a passion for Edwardian and Victorian eras, wonderful styles of clothing, ask some of my previous, and perhaps future versions of myself.
Face Claim: Hm? It's my face. Oh, oh, I understand, you mean from an alternative universe perspective. I believe he's a gentleman by the name of Peter Davison.
Personality: Personality? Now, what kind of question is that? I might have dabbled in psychoanalysis in my day, but I never used it on myself! Hum. Well, I suppose I can give it a try, let me see. Patient, yes for sure, kind, noble. I'm most certainly scholarly. Oh, I'm not very good at this at all, I'm afraid. Can we move on to the next section?
History: Much better. So, there I was, a bright flash, and I was alive. I'd fallen off a massive satellite station on Earth, crashed down into the ground. A creature of my own creation, The Watcher, joined me and merged with me to help my regeneration along. I'll say this, I'll never do that again, it was a painful regeneration, and I hated every second of it, milling about my own TARDIS while looking for the Zero Room.
Ah, yes, Nyssa, Tegan and Adric were there, helping me along. You see, in the midst of my failing regeneration, we were dealing with my oldest enemy, The Master. He'd kidnapped Adric, and was using his computational skills to do all sorts of evil. He'd written a completely fictionalized world into history itself! As it turns out, Castrovalva was all a ruse created by The Master to destroy me. Can you imagine?
Where was I? Oh yes, I really must give the credit to Tegan and Nyssa here. They carried my body nearly all the way to Castrovalva. Though, I suppose, they were the ones who jettisoned my Zero Room. You have no idea how long it took to rebuild it either. It's alright, I've forgiven them both.
Anyway, let me just finish up. I've had many interesting adventures with Adric, Tegan and Nyssa. We're actually on our way to one now. Come along, will you? I'm sure there are plenty of amazing things we'll see as we go.
Additional Medical Information: I've got some horrible allergies, and I'm a bit shortsighted in my right eye (not really, but don't tell anyone, if you would?)
