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“I could be better, for someone that was nearly knocked off her feet out of no where. Are you? You looked like you were in a hurry to get somewhere.” The woman brushed off her clothes f what could come off and looked over the man. 

He must shop very well for his attire. I suppose he might know where I could get a change of clothes.

“Do you happen to know where I can get some new clothes?”

Stranger from a different time.

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Shout out to my friend @3rddoctor. The people that held this little doctor on the Dalek for me are some good people. :3 💙💙

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Send “Whoops” to my ask box, and my muse will accidentally send your muse a text that wasn’t meant for them.

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My muse just said "I'm not okay. I don't think I'll ever be okay." Put your muse's reaction in my ask box.

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"Alright. There you go, sir. I should get back before they figure out I’m out here.” Dalahna tuned back and started for the town she was in. Hopefully she could get there before morning..

Stubborn

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The woman walked the four mile hike back toward his ship in the forest. She ducked under the trees when she saw a Dalek or two and proceeded to walk on when it was safe. Hiding from Daleks was never easy but she had plenty of time to perfect it as she had been running for years from them.

"Your ship should be just over this hill." She huffed, walking deeper into the darkness. "If I'm getting old now, it's about time. Feels like my legs will fall off.."

Stubborn

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Rules & Conditions

Dalahna is into The Doctor (preferably 3rd or 11th). If your muse is The Doctor, she will interact with you. No matter what. Please message me if your muse is not into Original Characters.

I WANT TO GO OVER SOME GROUND RULES FOR ROLEPLAYING WITH ME.

PG-13; unless pre-planned that sexual/violent/torment content will be included in roleplays!

I will do lesbian/bisexual/polyamorous roleplays, but do not claim Dalahna as YOURS unless I say you may. (but I may not.)

Shipping is fine, but I would prefer there to be a story.

Sorry, but this excludes: River Song, Amy Pond, Donna Noble and Sarah Jane.

If we are in the middle of a story and I disappear/do not answer for a few days, please don’t message me about forgetting about you. I most likely need to get away for a little bit.

Two to three sentence posts will happen at times! I will not always feel up to writing a 10 page paragraph when I’m in roleplay and more often than not, I will reply with just one sentence or line. Don’t be mad at me if I can’t meet your standards. Just kindly drop the post.

For all The Master/The Mistress roleplayers: I mean no offense, but please do not engage me in torture-romances. I have done ONE of these with a close friend of mine, but only because I have known her for years. I will RP with any Master/Missy, but if you engage Dalahna  in a relationship and declare it fine for you to torture her, I will stop roleplaying with you.

Do not God-Mod, for the love of Skaro. I love to RP with people that have a creative mind, but if you come up with a story for my character without my consent then please do not get butthurt when I stop replying.

This is a standard rule: Do not roleplay as my character for me! This means that if you send me a post where your character is replying in character FOR me, then I will stop replying.

Added Conditions:

First of all, yes, I take asks. Anonymous or not.

Please do not ask me to do incest roleplays. I will not be doing any relationships with Dalahna’s father or relatives if you decide to RP with me about her past.

I will unfollow you if you try to push roleplays on me that I’m not comfortable doing.

If you are a character from another series/game, please message me first before initiating a roleplay, I have learned the hard way that not everyone is as open to cross over roleplays as I am.

Message me with the phrase On The Run, if you’re reading this and understand my policy.

If I’m in the middle of an RP with someone else and I don’t answer the one I’m doing with you, please don’t message me about replies. I know that I have other threads, but sometimes I don’t have an idea as to how I’m going to reply. This happens to everyone I roleplay with; not just you.

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“Nightfall is coming. We should get moving before the Daleks figure out something is up over here.” She grabbed what she could from the hut and stuck them in a bag and looked over to a rod that was on the wall. “Not the best line of defense, but at least it’ll be a distraction. Let’s go, sir.” Dalahna headed out the door and up the stairs to the surface. She scanned the area for any sign of life, and none seemed to be around. “Clear. Come on. Move quickly and don’t say anything; I don’t want this to be the last time I see another living being...”

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Stranger from a different time.

She was probably the most alienated being on the planet. The woman didn’t recall just how she got off of Skaro, but was thrilled to be away from there. However, it landed her far out of her league as she had been so used to running away from danger and this time, she didn’t know if there was any at all. Dalahna looked around at the city and then down at her clothes. Perhaps if she finds a store, she can finally get out of these dirty clothes. ( @from-the-planet-gallifrey - smol intro for the two of them. hope that this is ok; I’m a tad sleepy at the moment. :c )

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INBOX ME A LIST OF NOUNS AND PRONOUNS THAT DESCRIBE THE THIRD DOCTOR!!

No really. I’m working on something.

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        a man who fell from the stars.

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“OCs are just ‘opportunity creations’. You never know if the writer is a good story teller or not unless you engage in their characters. Don’t be so closed-minded.”

Chuck Huber (2013 Anime Con)

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“Yes.” She paused and looked around for a knife to open the can with. “Well, actually, you’re here, so that’s two of us.” Dalahna grew more frustrated by the minute that any trace of food in this facility was either uncooked, unobtainable, or in a god-damned can. “I supposed I’m pretty dumb, because I’m one of those idiots that tried to take on a Dalek. I thought I could handle it. I was pretty young, though, so I didn’t know any better.”

Stubborn

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“A few years.” She shrugged as she tried to get the old brick oven cleared out so that she could use it. “You got here by not knowing how to land properly, from the looks of it. I found you in a crater. It looked like your ship needed a lot of repairs, but again, I don’t know anything about machinery, so I don’t know how to help you.” The woman stood up and glanced around the room; her hand hit her head as she realized that her things, including a lighter and a cooking pan, were still back in the misty forest. “Shit. I suppose I can a can of beans, instead.”

Dalahna rummaged in the kitchen for an hour and settled with a can of fish. “I’ve been here long enough to know that if I waltz outside and try to take on a Dalek, I’ll either be killed or converted into one of them. I’ve had to watch it happen to several of my friends.”

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“Well I hope you don’t think it rude of me to have to eat. It’s been a few days since I found a hut with food in it.” She walked out of the seemingly cozy living space and into the kitchen. 

While she was cooking, it occurred to her that the man that was sitting in the same hut with her was probably the man that the Daleks were looking for. They had been on high alert for a couple of days and it was not every day she had to make an attempt to get out of an area because of the aggressive, hierarchy of the mechanical Easter baskets. If this was the man they were looking for, she would be sure that he got back to his ship, safely, out of harm’s way, even if it cost her her life.

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The woman stood up and walked over to the windows. They were a few feet under ground, but in places she could still see the scenery around them. She checked the area for any intruders but none seemed to be around, for now. “Ah, well I would love to leave. But I don’t know how to pilot a ship or I would. I’m sure I’ll find some way off this blasted planet one day, before I get too old.” It was hard to answer his first question as it was never an easy answer. She was born there, and was most likely never going to see any of her friends or family again.

“It’s a while before it gets dark. I’ll make you something to eat.”

Stubborn

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“Do you have any idea how far away from your ship you are? And what exactly are you doing on Skaro? Don’t you know this place isn’t the best tourist attraction?” She shook her head and scoffed to herself. Dalahna didn’t see a lot of outsiders.. or any for that matter and the only one she met had a nasty cut on his head and he was surely lucky that he didn’t run into a Dalek.

“I would wait for nightfall before finding your ship, again... I’d love to get off this planet if I could. Gets really repetitive out here.”

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