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ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɴᴏᴛ!

#HistoryRP
#TheMummyRP
#AdventureRP
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𓂋𓏏 𓈖𓂋 𓏏𓂋 𓈖𓂋𓀀

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ʀɪᴄʜ ( ᴰⁱᵈ ᴵ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 ? )
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✦⁺₊✩☽⋆ 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖. ⋆☾✩⁺₊✦

☾✩ An independent portrayal of Rick O’Connell from The Mummy franchise

☾✩ #BlueSkyRP
August 17, 2025 at 11:37 PM
The small police box opened into a vast, humming chamber that defied all logic. He stumbled back out onto the street, stared at the box, then cautiously poked his head back inside. The impossible room was still there.

"It's... bigger on the inside," he whispered, the words sounding absurd to his
-
"Come on. I'll show you. Just...brace yourself." He says with a smile.
This might just break Jonathan's brain.
Oh, boy.
- accept the drink if it didn't do anything funny to his insides.

No - scrap that. A drink is a drink. He NEEDED one, despite the risk.
July 29, 2025 at 11:41 PM
Jonathan flinched violently as the blue box slammed back into existence with a groan, staggering back a few steps. He made a sound that was a rather pathetic mix of a gasp and a yelp.

"Good Lord, man! A little warning next time!" he stammered, pressing a hand to his chest as if his heart was -
"Several. Allons-y."
He laughed and snapped his fingers, the TARDIS materializing next to him.
"Oh, and they are VERY good years. You can just call me Doctor, yeah?"

"I think I need that brandy now more than ever. You wouldn't happen to have a cellar in that box of yours, would you?"
July 29, 2025 at 11:23 PM
You... hold on. Hold on just a tick," he said, holding up a finger. "The Glimmering Nebula? You've been there? My dear Doctor, that's quite impossible, because I invented it not ten seconds ago! Made it up entirely!"

He blinked, processing the next part. "'Time Lord'? A lord of time? Good
"Oh, the Glimmering Nebula! Ugh! So beautiful, honey. But no. I'm a Time Lord. Last of them, in fact. It's a long trans-temporal story, honestly."
He chuckled and smiled as he shook Jonathan's hand.
Bit skittish, this one.

"Smith... a good, solid name. Not... not secretly short for Smithonius of the Glimmering Nebula, is it? No green skin under there? No extra appendages tucked away?" He gestured vaguely at the Doctor's coat. "Because if there are, I'd rather know now, if it's all the same to you."
July 29, 2025 at 11:01 PM
He snatched his hand back almost immediately, tucking it against his chest as if for protection.

"Okay? Okay?" he squeaked, his voice pitching higher than he'd like. "My dear fellow, I was just enjoying a perfectly normal, quiet evening, and then you appear from a... a police box that
"Breathe, yeah? Slowly, mate. Yeah. I'm Doctor Smith. You okay?"
A genuine question from the Time Lord.
He needs to work on how to not scare humans.
Really thought he'd improved on that.
Billion years and he's not any better at this.

"Doc-doctor...doctor.. Smith. Smith?" He stuttered between frightened breaths. But Smith was a VERY human name. So too did he LOOK human.

Jonathan extended his own hand, trembling slightly, but it didn't quite reach Doctor Smith's.
July 29, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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Our greatest challenge isn't speaking up against our enemies, but defying those whose approval we seek the most.

Former Sultana of Agrabah.
The world isn't ready to change.

🌺 Descriptive, AU
🧞‍♂️ #AladdinRP
🐅 Crossovers welcome
🪷 More info in thread
💖 Single ship
🌟 21+, NO lewd!

✨️ Please ↻ and ♡ ? ✨️
January 28, 2025 at 9:30 AM
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November 25, 2024 at 6:54 PM
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The ocean is in my soul, and my soul is in the ocean ...

Wayfinder, Tautai and demigodess of the wind and sea, who knows what else the ocean will bring?

🌺 Descriptive RP
🌊 #MoanaRP
🐚 Crossovers welcome
🌬️ More info in thread
💖 Single ship
🌟 21+, NO lewd!

✨️ Please ↻ and ♡ ? ✨️
January 27, 2025 at 8:08 PM
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November 25, 2024 at 6:10 PM
His flirtatious endeavours were a myriad of successful courting and....well...women whom he could not fool for a second. Even if his stories had some half-truths. Almost always, he would take it one step too far.

Some however, cared more about his (inflated) fortune. He certainly lived beyond —
ㅤㅤㅤ
> his methods were often questionable, and he wondered how long it would be before Jonathan's tall tales caught up with him.
ㅤㅤㅤ
July 2, 2025 at 3:07 AM
Jonathan practically froze once the man made contact with him. This lad showed up in a blue telephone box, made it disappear, and possessed some strange otherworldly device. For all he knew, this male figure was a green man of sorts.

Either way, Jonathan considered it foolish to fight back.
He gently grabbed Jonathan to reassure him, trying to help him chill out.
"Okay? I'm a good man. Yeah? Let's start over. I'm Doctor Smith." He held his hand out.
July 2, 2025 at 2:49 AM
//:
//: Will be on both accounts tomorrow!

Apologies for the delays!
July 1, 2025 at 2:39 AM
//:
//: Should be back in a couple of days — on holidays!
June 24, 2025 at 1:38 PM
I'm going to Cairo (worth mentioning that the decision was NOT mine wholeheartedly. I have been bribed. By my OWN sister!)
I told my sister that I would NOT be accompanying her to Cairo, and argued that she too, would be better off staying put. Those Medjai fellows are well-fit to take care of that ol' linen sack of bones themselves!
June 21, 2025 at 7:48 AM
I told my sister that I would NOT be accompanying her to Cairo, and argued that she too, would be better off staying put. Those Medjai fellows are well-fit to take care of that ol' linen sack of bones themselves!
June 21, 2025 at 7:47 AM
//: Replies later on!
June 21, 2025 at 6:48 AM
'Handsome'? Well, he was certainly addressing Jonathan. Wait. He's addressing Jonathan. How di— how did he?!?!

Flanked by his side, Carnahan leaped back, and released a startling scream. It was high-pitched. You'd be ashamed; embarrassed, if you had let out a yelp like this man did. He lifted his —
"Annnnnnnnd on the left. Strange. Unless..." He shook the sonic and scanned again.
"No. No change. Argh! What am I missing?!"
He had a reason to be there.
What? No idea.
But he'd find out. He always does sooner or later.
Maybe this squirrelly bloke could help.
"Hello, handsome!"
— for a moment he stared at nothing. Then, he turned his head in that now-vacant direction. Should he follow?

He had to know.
And that was that.

Jonathan began a light jog in the hopes of seeing who this man was, where he came from, and what he was doing here.
June 20, 2025 at 3:19 AM
//: Jonathan and the Doctor interacting was not on my bingo card but hot damn, I am here for it 👀
June 20, 2025 at 3:10 AM
Jonathan let out an abrupt sigh, surrendering his hands to his sides. It was no good. For a moment, he thought he was going insane. He'll admit that last drink at the pub which some French fellow had recommended to him was rather unsettling to his stomach.

He put his hands on his hips, and —
Her perception filter worked up to 73 yards.
No one would see it.
But, yes, he DID look rather daft. Do keep it up, though. She's amused.
June 20, 2025 at 3:01 AM
Finally! The figure was moving. Jonathan slipped a hand inside his jacket, and produced a hip flask. He proceeded to twist off the cap, take an overly generous slug, and then replace the cap. Dutch courage.

While returning it to his pocket, he advanced from the corner, moving stealthily toward —
"Oh, you're joking! Ooh. That way."
What a rather curious little device. What was its purpose? It had a strange blue glow at the top — was it valuable?

Jonathan remained in place, though he reversed himself behind the corner of a building, stalking.
June 20, 2025 at 2:44 AM
"Uhhhh —", he responded, folding his arms. Pondering.
"Well, let's see. You are a giant, you have impeccable strength and you can do all this...." once again, he gestured a swirling motion with one hand, "magical stuff. And — you're what — Swedish?"
Are willin' to kill ya for it?"
June 20, 2025 at 2:25 AM
What a rather curious little device. What was its purpose? It had a strange blue glow at the top — was it valuable?

Jonathan remained in place, though he reversed himself behind the corner of a building, stalking.
He scans the air with his sonic screwdriver, looking for any irregularities.
"Come on, baby. Show me what you got."
Jonathan had seen the entire thing before the doctor activated a perception filter.

He stood there, in the near distance, bewildered.

Once. Just ONCE, he would wish for a normal life. Oblivious to the supernatural, or the alien.

He maintained his distance, waiting for the figure to walk away.
June 20, 2025 at 2:11 AM
Jonathan had seen the entire thing before the doctor activated a perception filter.

He stood there, in the near distance, bewildered.

Once. Just ONCE, he would wish for a normal life. Oblivious to the supernatural, or the alien.

He maintained his distance, waiting for the figure to walk away.
June 20, 2025 at 12:12 AM
Once again, his mouth fell open, in complete and utter shock of what had transpired. He could hear their screams from the unprecedented attack, their bodies being chucked into oblivion or God knows where.

With that, knowing with certainty that they would pursue him no more, Jonathan inflated his —
After their jaw works again.
June 20, 2025 at 12:06 AM