Dr. Josh Nichols (roleplay)
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Dr. Josh Nichols (roleplay)
@neuronichols.bsky.social
Chair of Neurosurgery at Bronx General. Ex-Military. A realist. #BrilliantMindsRP MC. writer tag is #Agent
Seeing the door causes my brain to short-circuit for a brief moment, because I've seen so many things I thought were impossible, and that is the straw that broke the camel's back.

"Errrrrr." Speechless, but I still try to answer you. A shy little wave. I am here, and here is... mind-boggling.
June 1, 2025 at 8:33 PM
-- where you're not needed, but wanted. I have never found that, except for a few fleeting moments, hook-ups, shallow.

You seem to have something deeper. This ship provides something deeper. A home and family and purpose.

I want that."
March 25, 2025 at 10:47 AM
"I have to return to the past because I have a job there, duties. You have duties here, which means you belong here too, but I also imagine you have duties in your future.

Maybe it's the military in me, but I believe that we belong where we are needed. It would be nice to belong to somewhere --
March 25, 2025 at 10:47 AM
I'm doing my best to keep my excitement under wraps, but I can't quite keep the smile off my face, my eyes wide as I'm trying to absorb every detail. Even the quiet of the turbolift, and I have to clamp down on a chuckle as I know that engineering will NOT be quiet.
March 25, 2025 at 10:37 AM
"It makes you fight that much harder for their care. Not everybody has an advocate like you. Your patients are very lucky. Your interns too. I've seen students come and go, but your team is impressive."
March 25, 2025 at 10:34 AM
*There are a thousand questions I want to ask, or facts I want to spill, but I channel that energy into following orders and doing as I'm told*
March 25, 2025 at 10:22 AM
-- aspect of my psyche that Spock's logic has helped me to progress beyond.

It's easier to make friends knowing I won't have to permanently say goodbye to them."
March 11, 2025 at 11:06 AM
"I think this era is fascinating, beyond all the knowledge I'm not allowed to learn. I'm a neurosurgeon, not an anthropologist, but the society here is so diverse and yet cohesive. I observe, as an outsider, reluctant to create social bonds knowing my intention is to leave.

It's an irrational --
March 11, 2025 at 11:06 AM
If I wasn't a germaphobe before, reading the ship's logs certainly has made me one. Sex pollen and psychic slugs. Not to mention robots so realistic that only a scan would detect then. I'm still not convinced you're not an hallucination, so I'm looking forward to tangible proof.
March 11, 2025 at 10:54 AM
*excitement suddenly turns to doubt, at the thought of chaos and of death, which turns to anxiety. So many thoughts and feelings in such a brief window of time, holding my breath in anticipation*
March 11, 2025 at 10:47 AM
"I do what I can to improve a patient's mortality and quality of life, but you have to deal with them when they're awake, and find out what they really need beyond the obvious, sometimes beyond the physical."
February 27, 2025 at 7:56 PM
Yeah. Time And Relative... Dimension in Space? Bigger on the inside, apparently. Much like The Library. Everything cool ends up there. I was almost a Librarian, but I wanted to go into medicine instead.
February 27, 2025 at 7:51 PM
Follows, in full golden retriever mode. There's few people I get like this around, more of a lone wolf, but once I latch onto someone I can be a bit intense. I'm just excited to learn from a new perspective.
February 27, 2025 at 7:47 PM
"I would say that any time spent with you is making the most of it."
February 25, 2025 at 11:33 PM
"It's getting harder to hold onto hope that I will get back home, so I feel like I should make more of an effort to here and now.

And if The Library's doors are compatible with the ones on this ship, Spock pointed out that I would have the choice to return here.

I've never been good at R&R."
February 24, 2025 at 11:02 AM
"One or two, but they're both Doctors. They've both crossed lines to help their patients, so I think they'd be mad at me for not exploiting this situation to become a better doctor. I do miss them. I wish they were here, to tell me what to do."
February 23, 2025 at 12:07 PM
Well, since I'm from another era, I had to get scanned to make sure I wasn't carrying any harmful pathogens. Should be easy enough to add an MRI to your work up. These machines are amazing.
February 23, 2025 at 12:03 PM
I'm used to the chaos of field hospitals, but the way he runs his Engineering Department is too hectic for me. Yet he always makes it work. He's a genius. Not surprised if you know him. He's probably invented a new physics that stretches into the past and future.
February 23, 2025 at 12:00 PM
"If I were to return, it would be far too tempting to exploit the medical advances of this era. I wouldn't be able to come back here as a doctor, but as a friend. That's unlikely."
February 23, 2025 at 11:53 AM
It feels like it's now, or never.

Dr. Carsen is looking into tracking the TARDIS' logs to find me, and if he is able to establish a door, hypothetically I could return whenever I wanted, I just need to know it's possible to get home first.
February 23, 2025 at 11:46 AM
I have to take a beat to recover from the compliment.

"It's efficient. Studies have proven how music like that actually helps you to work out harder, push yourself further. I do enjoy efficiency, although, watching you work, I'm starting to admire effectiveness over efficiency."
February 23, 2025 at 11:44 AM
That's fantastic. Don't tell Doctor McCoy, but I've figured out a few of the medical instruments on the Enterprise. I know I'm not allowed to learn any medicine from the future, but a scan is a scan. It's so cool to see technology change, even if biology hasn't, mostly.
February 19, 2025 at 8:28 PM
Scotty told me that the TARDIS navigations are unreliable at best, but I really hope there's a record, although that's probably like looking for a needle in a haystack. Or an... artron in all of space.
February 19, 2025 at 8:26 PM