As you might have expected, I'm the Doctor. Not a doctor, the Doctor who exists across all of time and space with his timemachine the Tardis. Last of the Timelords, the Oncoming storm, him in the bowtie. You can come on adventures, if you bring some fishfingers and custard.
((Rp blog for the 11th Doctor from the BBC series Doctor who. Just ask for a starter if you can't think of something. I track: himinthebowtie. M!A: None, but accepting. Mun and Muse are above 18 years old. Nsfw will be put under 'Read more' ))

 

hackerxbankrobber asked
"Let me go!"

hackerxbankrobber:

him-in-the-bowtie:

him-in-the-bowtie:

"Stay quiet for a moment will you?" He asked, frowning as he watched his prisoner. "I ask questions and then you answer them okay? Very easy. You’re obviously some sort of Human hybrid cyber thing. Not sure how to call you. Gamer? Hacker maybe? Nice names. Question one: How did you break into my TARDIS?" 

He found the man by surprise as he returned from a nice walk around, easily capturing him in one of the TARDIS cells, large glass window and walls. “Don’t try anything, nothing can break through it.”

"Well it’s good to hear a professional have an opinion. I’ll secure her more next time, thanks. You did show me a weakness in the Old Girl’s defense system, thank you too for that." 

At his question he frowned. ” I think you didn’t do your research correctly. You’re looking at him.” 

At his answer brows furrowed in mere confusion, halting in his pacing to look to the one now claiming he was the Doctor. He certainly didn’t appear to be the same man; was it just a title passed down?

"-No, he’s older…gray hair, looks a bit like a magician."

A future self? Impossible. This was his last body. “I think you’re a bit confused. Also, may be him though.” Searching his pockets he found his library card, holding it up for the man, showing his first face. “That’s also me, but.. younger. Well, younger in years, older in looks.”

If the man knew about him, knew who he was, he must have trusted him.

hackerxbankrobber asked
"Let me go!"

hackerxbankrobber:

him-in-the-bowtie:

"Stay quiet for a moment will you?" He asked, frowning as he watched his prisoner. "I ask questions and then you answer them okay? Very easy. You’re obviously some sort of Human hybrid cyber thing. Not sure how to call you. Gamer? Hacker maybe? Nice names. Question one: How did you break into my TARDIS?" 

He found the man by surprise as he returned from a nice walk around, easily capturing him in one of the TARDIS cells, large glass window and walls. “Don’t try anything, nothing can break through it.”

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"Really? I’ve been through a number of prisons; I can break out if I want to." Honestly, he’s already done a retina scan of the cell and couldn’t find any safe way out of it, leaving him to pace within the room and only let his gaze settle on the man every so often.

"Easy to hack, really-should make it harder. Where’s the Doctor?"

"Well it’s good to hear a professional have an opinion. I’ll secure her more next time, thanks. You did show me a weakness in the Old Girl’s defense system, thank you too for that." 

At his question he frowned. ” I think you didn’t do your research correctly. You’re looking at him.” 

him-in-the-bowtie asked
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checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie:

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him-in-the-bowtie

Being caught stealing from someone’s house was not the way you wanted to meet your soulmate, and had River bothered to look to her wrist she wouldn’t have tried to steal what she’d been sent in for. The damage was done now though and she stayed very still watching him.

Looking back at her he shook his head, raising the pan a bit again. “Why? It only has sentimental value. It’s from my Dad, nothing special.” 

"Ah well, I’m threatening my soulmate… I don’t think that’s in the rules."

"I have a strange feelings the rules don’t apply to us; dead in three days remember." She said with a smirk.  

Thinking about it he moved around a bit, not quite knowing what to do about it.

"We can just run… hide away. Then you won’t die, right? No that’s stupid." Was he really going through this all for her. Yes of course, he had been waiting for the countdown to end for years. Finally he had someone worth living for. 

"What do you suggest without you taking that and without me needing to hit you in the face with this?"

him-in-the-bowtie asked
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checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie:

checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie

Being caught stealing from someone’s house was not the way you wanted to meet your soulmate, and had River bothered to look to her wrist she wouldn’t have tried to steal what she’d been sent in for. The damage was done now though and she stayed very still watching him.

"No, you’re giving that back. It’s mine, you can’t just take my stuff!" Her mentioning his wrist made his angry glare fade a bit, lowering the pan so he could look himself but not letting her leave his view. It stopped. It reached zero. "Oh lord… please, don’t tell me my soulmate is a thief…"

"Sorry to disappoint sweetie, can’t say I’m pleased with a twelve year old easier." She smirked going into her pocket and taking out the watch. "It’s worth a lot that one,"

Looking back at her he shook his head, raising the pan a bit again. “Why? It only has sentimental value. It’s from my Dad, nothing special.” 

"Ah well, I’m threatening my soulmate… I don’t think that’s in the rules."

him-in-the-bowtie asked
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checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie:

checkyour-recordsagain:

checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie

Being caught stealing from someone’s house was not the way you wanted to meet your soulmate, and had River bothered to look to her wrist she wouldn’t have tried to steal what she’d been sent in for. The damage was done now though and she stayed very still watching him.

She paused for a moment. “I work with a company named The silence they track things, people down and then others come to take them. We’re never seen, we’re never heard until we do something wrong… Three days later the wrongdoer is found dead. I was sent to collect a watch.”

Wanting to cut her off in the middle of it he didn’t. “Watch? Why would you need a watch? And why are you telling me this is it’s a company that’s that mysterious?” Wait, she was suppose to collect something and he was in her way. She would be dead in three days.

She smirked at the realisation on his face. “What’s the point in lying if I’m going to be dead in three days?” She said with a bitter smirk. “I’ll go I just, can you look at your timer?”

"No, you’re giving that back. It’s mine, you can’t just take my stuff!" Her mentioning his wrist made his angry glare fade a bit, lowering the pan so he could look himself but not letting her leave his view. It stopped. It reached zero. "Oh lord… please, don’t tell me my soulmate is a thief…"

him-in-the-bowtie asked
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checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie:

checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie

Being caught stealing from someone’s house was not the way you wanted to meet your soulmate, and had River bothered to look to her wrist she wouldn’t have tried to steal what she’d been sent in for. The damage was done now though and she stayed very still watching him.

Squeezing his eyelids a bit closer to observe her she seemed rather cool about the whole breaking in thing. “You can explain now while I keep an eye on you. Whatever you got, you won’t leave with it.”

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She paused for a moment. “I work with a company named The silence they track things, people down and then others come to take them. We’re never seen, we’re never heard until we do something wrong… Three days later the wrongdoer is found dead. I was sent to collect a watch.”

Wanting to cut her off in the middle of it he didn’t. “Watch? Why would you need a watch? And why are you telling me this is it’s a company that’s that mysterious?” Wait, she was suppose to collect something and he was in her way. She would be dead in three days.

him-in-the-bowtie asked
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checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie:

checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie

Being caught stealing from someone’s house was not the way you wanted to meet your soulmate, and had River bothered to look to her wrist she wouldn’t have tried to steal what she’d been sent in for. The damage was done now though and she stayed very still watching him.

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Holding up a frying pan he kept his gaze on her. “Why are you stealing from my house? I got nothing valuable except family pictures.” Trying his best to keep his temper he didn’t even bother to look at his own wrist, he was just too angry.

"That isn’t what I’ve been told," She answered quietly staying exactly where she was. "Please put the pan down. I can explain."

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Squeezing his eyelids a bit closer to observe her she seemed rather cool about the whole breaking in thing. “You can explain now while I keep an eye on you. Whatever you got, you won’t leave with it.”

him-in-the-bowtie asked
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checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie

Being caught stealing from someone’s house was not the way you wanted to meet your soulmate, and had River bothered to look to her wrist she wouldn’t have tried to steal what she’d been sent in for. The damage was done now though and she stayed very still watching him.

Holding up a frying pan he kept his gaze on her. “Why are you stealing from my house? I got nothing valuable except family pictures.” Trying his best to keep his temper he didn’t even bother to look at his own wrist, he was just too angry.

Texts from Last Night inspired text starters [nsfw and sfw]

[text]: I'm doing this for my boobs. They miss him.

[text]: I AM SUCH A BETTER PERSON ON DRUGS

[text]: We're bowling witha frozen turkey in the hallway...ur missing out

[text]: I'm sitting on our balcony drunk. And in my underwear. Our relationship with our neighbors may improve.

[text]: two words: fractured penis. two more: emergency room.

[text]: I feel like captain Morgan put his peg leg up my ass

[text]: Because i love you. And people show love by not letting their friends shit themselves.

[text]: According to google history I spent most of last night trying to buy an elephant.

[text]: You were yelling at the cops across the street saying they were at the wrong party

[text]: I'm going to CVS to meet the Craigslist guy who is going to buy my underwear. If I don't text you within the next hour, plz assume that I have been abducted by a stranger with an underwear fetish.

[text]: What's Spanish for "I shouldn't have worn these underwear to work?"

[text]: Also if i get drunk and start crying about the elephants you all have my permission to abandon me.

[text]: YOU IS KIND. YOU IS SMART. YOU IS IMPORTANT. YOU IS CLEANING YOUR OWN VOMIT.

[text]: Hey, it's not my fault that you had a shitty bed frame that couldn't handle the rough sex you're into.

[text]: I have a tab of a google image search of onion rings open and it is making me so happy.

[text]: I just wrote the Drag Queen from Saturday Night on FB and apologized for licking her. Weirdest thing I have ever typed...

[text]: You couldn't even walk but you came into the kitchen with the funnel and begged me to put beer in it

[text]: I genuinely attribute some of my blowjob skills to playing saxophone in highschool

[text]: I still don't know his name but his ass is spectacular. Like he should never wear pants.

[text]: Woke up with an e-cig stuck in my asshole. Explain.

[text]: A surplus of mistakes were made and I don't know what 89% of them were.

[text]: OK BUT WHO THE FUCK FORGTS A LIVE CHICKEN IN MY HOUSE

[text]: Come over. Bring cocaine. And my t shirt with the dolphin on it.

[text]: Your drunk naked friend is roaming the living room. Started roaming my room. Please come retrieve him

[text]: I do feel like I owe you an apology for trying to fuck your dad last night but in my defense everyone knows I shouldn't drink tequila.

[text]: I want my tombstone to read "making poor life decisions since 1993"

[text]: Called Apple, my penis pics are safe.

[text]: I just bought a bottle of lube for my car.

[text]: Kid got so high from the brownies he forgot his own name. Welcome to college.

[text]: I just remember lots of butts and something about ranch dressing.

[text]: When you licked the fourth stranger's cheek the bar tender pretty much ordered us to get you out.

[text]: Drinking from the bottle. In bed. Making dinosaur noises. Oh man.

[text]: i mean hes a break dancing puerto rican, how do you think the sex was?

[text]: That tampon felt like a stick in my vagina, I am never making a drunken tampon choice again. Friends don't let friends choose tampons drunk.

[text]: I thought I would be a proper lady and put my spare panties in a ziplock

[text]: I have a terrible feeling that I made out with a fraternity last night

[text]: Wall of shame with a backpack full of beer bottles, cowboy hat in hand, and a handlebar mustache. I was applauded by a passing car

[text]: I know the wedding is going to be a good time, I don't have to wear a bra with my dress

[text]: Can you get snapchat back so I can show you all the places I threw up in/on last night?

[text]: Woke up eating a pickle on the bathroom floor this morning in some random guys sweat pants.

[text]: I know you saw me get knocked out after I stepped on that rake why did you leave me there

[text]: She definitely peed in a bucket in their closet last night. We should warn them about that, right?

[text]: We fired a shoe out of a medieval cannon. I know not where we got either one.

[text]: So my booty call knows your bf. Apparently they were in jail together

[text]: That's a lot of judgement coming from a man wearing a dress made from a bedsheet.

[text]: I fell into a manhole last night, so there's that

[text]: Well.. If you trust a test that only costs a dollar, I'm not pregnant

[text]: Woke up in bushes at UT didn't know I was Austin last night

[text]: I wouldn't know what to do. You never really mentally prepare for a cactus getting thrown at your face.

[text]: Turns out the dorm toilet can't take a punch. Gonna be a long year without Mexican food.

[text]: I have an interview tomorrow and listed you as a reference. If they call you, please don't tell them about the time I smuggled a Chalupa out of Taco Bell in my underwear.

[text]: How do you get kicked out of 3 different Subways in one night..

[text]: Mom told me you snuck booze into a concert in a cheez its box...I have never been prouder to be related to you

[text]: I straight up told your dad I've slept with a majority of your family

[text]: You kept whispering to me that the guy making your burrito was an angel.

snorunt-of-the-litter:

Imagine waking up one day and having Alex Kingston’s hair. I don’t care what gender you are, just imagine… I don’t think i’d be able to stop ruffling it!