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Post by The Tenth Doctor on Jan 30, 2011 17:11:45 GMT -5
Remember, as a Guest, you cannot play a canon character or your own original character. However, you have the freedom to expand and play a character that fits into any of the following categories:
A Dalek
A human pirate
A space pirate
random aliens
Victorian Torchwood Guards
human college/university students
Time Lords (on the High Council, professors at the Academy, etc.)
Time Lord children
a bad guy in general (whether they are human or alien)
random humans (we can use them in almost any board)
If there are any other additions, they will be posted here.
Once you have selected the category of someone you want to play, create a new thread in the Guest roleplaying board stating what type of character you want to play. The staff here will assign you to a character and a board.
If you are interested in playing in a particular board or thread, let us know in the thread that you create.
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Post by Gylfie Murdoch on Jan 30, 2011 23:33:10 GMT -5
This is Winston Cornick, one of my original characters. I'm unable to play him, but he's available for guests to use.
where's the orchestra?
[/font][/b]  wasn't this supposed to be a musical?[/font] Introduction[/font] You will know me as Winston Cornick. As of now, I am forty-three years of age, but I appear to be five years old. My birthday falls on the third of March. Every year. I am male. I appear to be human, from the planet Earth. However, due to my frozen appearance, I suspect that I am something out of this world. Appearance[/font] Despite my ripe age, I'm trapped in the body of a five year old boy. I stand at roughly three feet tall, a bit on the plump side. I have very little muscle mass, despite exercising quite frequently. My hair is a mess of brown-blonde and kept short. It sits upon my head and borders my face, which, I must admit, is quite sweet and innocent-looking. My cheeks are always rosy and my eyes are wide and brown. It's very hard to be taken seriously with such a face. Anyway, most of the time, I can be found in old jumpers and slacks. It's not often that I can find clothes to fit me and when I do, many people ask to help me find my mother. It's rather annoying. Personality[/font] I consider myself to be extremely mature. I'm serious and strict, frowning upon those who would rather spend their time waltzing about the neighborhood. I make the rules, I follow the rules and heaven help anyone who does not do the same. Despite my harsh way of managing things, I'm actually a big softie, I promise. I like to help people, as long as they're the right people. History[/font] The first ten years of my life are hazy. I have no recollection of being a child. The earliest memory I have is of a burning ball of gas, which I assume was the sun. There was a stink in the air and it was hard to breathe, but, as I said before, my memories of childhood are hazy. I awoke in a dumpster when I was eleven-ish, still looking as I do now. I consider that my first day of life. And for the past thirty-two years, I've been wandering. Mostly Earth, though I've explored a few other places too. The "456", as humans call them, tried to take me back in 1965. I escaped their ship shortly after arriving back on their home planet. Lived there for a few years, avoiding their tubes and such. At one stage, I was investigated by a group of humanoid cats. Dimple[/font] Dimple is my dog. He goes everywhere with me and listens when no one else will. He was once a young pup, but now he's quite old. Despite being afraid of heights, loud noises and often weightlessness, he never fails me. Quite a few times, Dimple has helped me in dire situations. I remember one time, he actually chased off a bunch angry Foamasi. I had accidentally trespassed on some of their sacred areas, but they didn't know what a dog was and ran off. I love Dimple. where's the orchestra?[/font][/center][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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