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#HistoryRP
#TheMummyRP
#AdventureRP
𓂋𓏏 𓈖𓂋 𓏏𓂋 𓈖𓂋𓀀
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☾✩ An independent portrayal of Rick O’Connell from The Mummy franchise
☾✩ #BlueSkyRP
☾✩ An independent portrayal of Rick O’Connell from The Mummy franchise
☾✩ #BlueSkyRP
"It's... bigger on the inside," he whispered, the words sounding absurd to his
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This might just break Jonathan's brain.
Oh, boy.
No - scrap that. A drink is a drink. He NEEDED one, despite the risk.
"It's... bigger on the inside," he whispered, the words sounding absurd to his
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"Good Lord, man! A little warning next time!" he stammered, pressing a hand to his chest as if his heart was -
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?"
"Good Lord, man! A little warning next time!" he stammered, pressing a hand to his chest as if his heart was -
He blinked, processing the next part. "'Time Lord'? A lord of time? Good
—
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."
He blinked, processing the next part. "'Time Lord'? A lord of time? Good
—
"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
—
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.
"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
—
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 ♡ ? ✨️
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 ♡ ? ✨️
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 ♡ ? ✨️
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 ♡ ? ✨️
Some however, cared more about his (inflated) fortune. He certainly lived beyond —
> his methods were often questionable, and he wondered how long it would be before Jonathan's tall tales caught up with him.
ㅤㅤㅤ
Some however, cared more about his (inflated) fortune. He certainly lived beyond —
Either way, Jonathan considered it foolish to fight back.
—
"Okay? I'm a good man. Yeah? Let's start over. I'm Doctor Smith." He held his hand out.
Either way, Jonathan considered it foolish to fight back.
—
Apologies for the delays!
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 —
"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!"
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.
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 —
He put his hands on his hips, and —
No one would see it.
But, yes, he DID look rather daft. Do keep it up, though. She's amused.
He put his hands on his hips, and —
While returning it to his pocket, he advanced from the corner, moving stealthily toward —
Jonathan remained in place, though he reversed himself behind the corner of a building, stalking.
While returning it to his pocket, he advanced from the corner, moving stealthily toward —
"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?"
—
"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?"
—
Jonathan remained in place, though he reversed himself behind the corner of a building, stalking.
"Come on, baby. Show me what you got."
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.
Jonathan remained in place, though he reversed himself behind the corner of a building, stalking.
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.
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.
With that, knowing with certainty that they would pursue him no more, Jonathan inflated his —
With that, knowing with certainty that they would pursue him no more, Jonathan inflated his —