Muse Name: The Human Doctor/10.5 (currently known as John Noble)
Muse LJ: tenpointfive
Fandom: Doctor Who

Age & Location: Technically? The five-month-old clone of a 900-year-old Time Lord. Looks young and foxy, though. London, parallel world.
Occupation: bit of a scientist at Torchwood, specializing in time travel sciences; possibly might take up a medical practice somewhere in London.
Relationship status: in a serious relationship
Family: Rose Tyler (girlfriend); Bella Donna Noble (pet); Jackie Tyler (friend/surrogate mum); Tony Tyler (surrogate brother); The Tenth Doctor (clone of); Donna Noble (partial clone of)
Interests/Hobbies: science, traveling, time-travel, playing doctor (no not like that), baking cookies
Favourite food: Cookies.
Favourite movie: Haven't one.
Favourite accomplishment: Winning her over.
Describe yourself in one paragraph:
Hello! Name's John. Used to be a hand. No, really. Now I'm not. Yeah... long story. Anyway, yeah, I'm a scientist, doctor of sorts, dating a wonderful, beautiful woman, and I have a little dog named Bella Donna. I've a bit of a nasty temper, I should warn, but... not really anything anyone can do about it. Just ah... don't make me angry, yeah?

Any OOC notes:
This particular version of the Doctor's clone has taken on the name John Noble, and after spending time in a pocket dimension with Rose, is now back in the parallel world, and living with her at the Tyler mansion. His personality has also evolved a bit, and he's actually become his own man, a different man from the Doctor. For more information regarding his history with his Rose, click here. The Rose in question here is hisplusone, just to note.

[ooc: Obviously backdated a little bit.]


Wow. She... She decided to leave.

And she knows... I promised her that wherever she might go, I would follow. Always. Because I love her.

But what shocks me the most... she admitted it. She loves me. Wants to be with me. And so, I have to follow her. I have to follow my heart, and my love.

I'm going home.

I'm going to Rose.


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Oddest thing happened last week.

I woke up, and there was a teenage girl, no older than fourteen or fifteen, laying stark-naked atop Bella Donna's bed. As it turns out, the girl actually was Bella Donna. This strange city turned my little dog into a human. Quite odd, have to say. And the funniest bit is that she looked a lot like Donna. A pint-sized version of Donna, red hair and all. Had a bit of her temperament, as well. Spent the better part of the day fussing at me. Apparently, she doesn't like it when Daddy has company... especially when said company is making lots and lots of noises And Rose? She told me to tell you she loves you. Said she'd like for you to be her mum. She wanted me to call you over, but for some reason, I couldn't seem to reach you that way. It's too bad... I honestly wouldn't have minded if she had been human for a bit longer, but sadly, her time apparently ran out at midnight. She's been a dog again ever since.

How are you, City? And, oh, yes... Truth or Dare.

I think I've been in a bit of a... haze the last few days. Blissful haze, but a haze, nonetheless. I had... the most... amazing night Friday night. Was absolutely incredible. And I do hope there's more like it... think there will be. Thank you, Rose. I love you.


So... how have all you lovely City people been doing?

This... really isn't good. I... Rassilon. Only now do I feel it... what I did...

Rose, sweetheart, I'm terribly sorry, but I'm afraid I can't meet with you tonight... I've... I've a bloody mess on my hands at the mo. Tomorrow, perhaps?




[ooc: Backdated to late this afternoon. John's covered in the blood of... well, all the Daleks. He did commit genocide, after all, and now he's feeling realllly guilty.]

Welll... that curse yesterday was certainly a pain in the arse. Don't think I could stand a repeat.

Been doing a lot of thinking today. Some good things, some bad, I suppose. Musing on some things a bit. Still find myself thinking of Donna. Keep thinking... something's wrong. Something's happened to her, and I find myself a bit worried. Perhaps I'm just being silly, I don't know. Keep thinking of Jackie, too. Wonder how she and Pete and little Tony are getting along. At first, I didn't want to leave them, but... Jackie insisted, shoved me to do it. I'm so glad she did, because I did end up finding Rose. Wish there was a way that I could let her know. But I know I can't.

On a completely different note, Bella Donna's been rather... feisty today. Not sure what her problem is, but I can say she's acting more and more like her namesake as the days go by. Rather funny. She won't even respond to bribes of cookies, at the mo. That's... unusual.

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Oh, great. It would have to happen this late in the day.

I've got a bloody thunderstorm over my bloody beautiful head.

Ouch... think I just felt a bit of hail. Blimey.

Damn you, Rose.




[ooc: Strikes? So not hackable. John's severely cranky. Plz 2 be not makin him angry.]

Just when I thought things couldn't get any stranger...

On Monday morning, I woke up with two women in my bed. Was rather... erm... strange. At first, I thought it was another bloody curse, because I couldn't remember how I'd ended up in such a situation. But I'm positive it wasn't a curse... my memories of the night before are... ah... well... strikingly vivid. But I'm still not sure how it happened. I must have been... possessed or something. Wow. I'm still a bit disturbed by it all.

On Tuesday, at work, this... blonde woman, a patient, slapped the hell out of me. She did it once, and I thought, What? She did it again, just about three times, and the next I knew, I was on the verge of yelling WHAT WHAT WHAT at the top of my lungs. Do think Martha heard, and was a bit disturbed, but thankfully, I didn't get into much any trouble. As weird as it might be, the woman who slapped me reminded me of Jackie Tyler. Sort of looked like her a bit... certainly slapped like her. Hmm.


...Right. I think I'll be off to have a spot of tea and some cookies with Bella Donna.