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Name: Ely
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Fandom: Doctor Who
Name: Rose Tyler
Canon Point: 4.12 Stolen Earth; At the Noble House, unable to find Donna.
History: link

Personality:

To be a companion of the Doctor’s, you need to have a certain spark in you that sets you apart, that draws him in. Someone he can befriend, but also someone who isn’t afraid to stand up and talk straight to him. To tell him no when he needs to hear it. Rose is all of these things, and so much more. But like any companion, she is rather possessive of him, perhaps more so than others because of her having fallen in love with him. It’s not uncommon to love the Doctor, a fantastical man who can make it seem like he can do just about anything you could ever dream of. But for Rose, she truly did love him, through and through.

When we first meet Rose, she isn’t a timid girl, by any means, but she is rather ‘under developed’ shall we say. It’s her meeting and travelling with the Doctor that help her grow into a better person, show her how to live a better life, to stand up for things, to say no, to do the right thing when no one else will. She’s rather naive in the beginning, and is for a while coming, even in the last few adventures she has with the Doctor (before the events of Doomsday), but that doesn’t stop her from being a quick thinker. She picks up on things fast, can follow, generally speaking, a slightly dumbed-down version of whatever the Doctor is thinking. And really, he doesn’t mind explaining things for her either; all to the better of her expanding knowledge.

But she provides a crucial side that the Doctor often needs, and doesn’t have on his own. Her humanity, her emotions and empathy to things. She feels where he doesn’t, often leading to saving themselves, and others around them when she acts upon them (with or without his permission sometimes). But it doesn’t always turn out so well; no one is perfect. Sometimes Rose’s impulses can turn a situation sour, or even dangerous. She has a bit of a mouth on her, and this has gotten her into trouble on more than one occasion as well. She doesn’t always know the smartest thing to do, but Rose knows to trust her own gut instinct better than anything the Doctor could do (more specifically the Ninth Doctor), and it has saved his life on a number of occasions. She has her mother’s temper, and her father’s understanding. She’ll know if she buggers things, but it won’t stop her from trying, in the end.

Rose has a great deal of empathy to all kinds of living things, human and alien alike- even if she doesn’t always warm up to them right away. There are exceptions of course, with more dangerous aliens; Daleks, Cybermen, Sycorax, but it has never stopped her from going forth and braving the unknown. The Pink and Yellow girl, curious, maybe a bit brash with her words from time to time, but she is a sweet girl over all.

But like most girls, she does tend to have a jealous streak a mile-wide. Especially for the Doctor. It’s evident on a number of occasions how much dislike she holds for having to share him, specifically his Tenth incarnation, with even her friend and now ex-boyfriend Mickey Smith. Despite this slightly hypocritical behaviour, she carries on. It doesn’t normally last, but it does come in spurts. Take meeting Sarah Jane for instance. A previous companion who know just as much about the Doctor as she did, someone who seemed to have just as much of a friendship with him- someone so important, despite him having never mentioned her. Of course, it was over their heated competition of who was better (or who knew more) that evolved them from enemies to friends. It isn’t the first, nor the last time that Rose’s jealousy rears it’s head of course, and it does tend to be one of her strongest flaws. Or at least, the most glaringly obvious.

Another might be the same sort of instinct that gets the Doctor into trouble. Her adventurous side, curiosity and need to explore and investigate-- all of which have gotten herself into trouble time and time again. Usually with her ending up needing rescued- especially in the earlier days. But over time, she’s learned to fight for herself, to think on her feet much more than she did before- even if there were times we saw glimpses. Even in the first episode, Rose, we saw her take initiative, hit the fire alarm and clear everyone out at the first sign of danger.

For someone who lived such a boring life, Rose is rather skilled at adapting to each new environment. It might take a while, on occasion, but she has long since learned to dive into any new territory or culture head first.

When Rose first met the Doctor, she was only 19 years of age. He swept her off her feet and left the biggest impression anyone could ever leave on a girl. She effectively broke it off with her boyfriend the night of meeting him, and never really looked back. This is where the possessiveness, the clingyness comes from, her occasion to whine at things from time to time- to not want to do everything. It’s something she grows out of over time, of course. When we finally see her again in Turn Left, Rose is quite obviously a much more grown up woman. There’s no nonsense to her, and while the sympathy is there, she’s turned much colder than she had ever been while she was the main companion. She knew what needed to be done, and was willing to do it whatever the cost. She had effectively become a humanized version of the Doctor; something we see much of the beginnings of near the end of her travels, specifically within Army of Ghosts and Doomsday.

She had helped develop and build a Dimension Cannon, knowing full well that trying to force her way through the void and into another universe would fracture and collapse both worlds. She’s stubborn to a fault, and there are very few who can talk her out of doing something once her mind is set to it. She would readily put her life on the line to save those who matter to her, and none matter more than the Doctor himself. And she has, put her life on the line, given up huge parts of her life to be with him. She was willing to never see her mother again, just to stay with the Doctor. The things we do for love.

Skills | Powers:

Rose is strictly human. There are parts of her that, we can only assume, have been altered ever so slightly by the effects of the Bad Wolf (heart of the TARDIS, merged with her own soul. Causes a few ... things. But they're all dormant. Really, really dormant), so that's sort of null and void. She's human. No powers whatsoever.

Abilities however? She's awfully good at thinking on her feet. She's (relatively) street smart, and has a knack for seeing the obvious. The little details, rather than the bigger picture. One of the biggest reasons she's helpful to the Doctor, is this very fact. While he's all focused on the Big Picture, the Grand Scheme of things, she... can't really see it. Not as much as he can, however, due to her humanity. But it's this same humanity that lets her see the smaller details. The things that would seem so obvious to someone on the sidelines. An outsider's perspective, so to speak.

At this later stage in her life, she seems to have been, at least partly, trained in her position with Torchwood. She knows how to handle a gun (a large one, at that), has much more knowledge than Rose Tyler of season 1/2 would ever have been able to contain. She's manipulative, secretive and much more skilled at being 'cold'. At keeping herself detached. In some ways, you might say she's become a lot more like the Doctor.

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Her heart is already hammering, giddiness and excitement overwhelming her as she fishes out her phone from her coat pocket. For the moment, it doesn’t matter that the universe(s) are in danger, that the entirety of creation could collapse. She was going to see him again, and she had no problem taking a selfish moment to herself. It was then that she strode into the main room, Wilfred and Sylvia already there, the phone to her ear as the informed voice on the other end accepted the call.

“Control? Yeah, I need another shift. Lock me onto the TARDIS.” And with that, it was done. Just a few seconds to wait for the booster. With her gun readjusted, a grin splitting across her face, she turned to the remaining Nobles. “Right then. Wish me luck!”

She could feel it. The pull of temporal energy wrapping around her, pulling her out of space and readying to transport her somewhere else. Somewhere near the TARDIS. Near enough that she’d be able to see it, that lovely Blue Box, alive and well instead of weakly humming away, practically strapped to life support in the devastated form she’d been in Donna’s parallel. And he’d be there. The Doctor. Her Doctor. She would finally be able to see him again.

The shift came and went. And yet it didn’t. It felt ... incomplete. For a brief moment, panic gripped at her chest- but she’d landed, somewhere. A city. A... baseball diamond. One that was populated and normal. But how was that possible, what with the Daleks reigning terror and collecting parts of the human race? The city should have been a ghost town- not a run of the mill place like New York or... Vancouver. There were no fires, no distant heat from recent explosions. The place was normal. Daylight, even. Had they gotten the time wrong? With a frustrated huff, a forceful shove to the worry trying to creep into her belly, she yanked out her phone once again. This was wrong. So very wrong- no planets in the sky, no disaster befalling the world, nothing. She was not where she was supposed to be.

“Control- I said lock onto the TARDIS, not slam down th’randomizer!” But there was nothing. No rushed apologies, or even a terse word to shut it. Nothing but.. dial tone. Rose pulled the phone from her ear to inspect it. “No signal? How’s that... even possible? I’m on Earth.” Her voice was hushed, any trace of the elation she’d felt earlier having trickled down to near non-existence. So she’d been shifted somewhere, evidently not where she needed to be- the TARDIS was no where in sight, nor could she hear any sort of engines grinding. There wasn’t even the distant, shiver-inducing echo of EXTERMINATE on the horizon. There was no one trying to destroy the Universe here. At least not that she could see.

And yet ... Somehow, she still had a bad feeling. Like something was lurking in the shadows, waiting for night to fall. Something was wrong with this city, and it wasn’t just the lack of Dalek invasion.

Marks:

'G' - Genocide; as the Bad Wolf.

'L' - Lust; not in the sexual sense (though that is arguable). She was willing and (eventually) able to break down/through the walls of the universe(s), just to get back to the Doctor. Eventually the reason of the End of Reality gave her the legitimate reason behind it.