Name (first name will do)- Katie
Personal LJ/GJ - rdlenix
Email - amuseemail@gmail.com
AIM/MSN - AIM: Ccandyflossrain MSN: Katie_Cardwell@hotmail.com

Original Character Info

Name - Kallishunaran (Kalli)
Character Journal - imperfectatbest
Play By - Kristen Stewart
Background - Here it goes

Her life has been nothing but complicated.

Kalli was born as 'Kallishunaran' on Gallifrey. It was at a time before the great curse, as Rassilon was building his forces to take on the then current cult government. She lived a normal life up until the age of five, when Rassilon's council became interested in her. The young Time Lady is still hazy on the details, but her parents gave her up to the council to be experimented on. As a small child she was told she might be the key to extending Gallifreyan life as they knew it, and could be a key in not losing citizens when the fight began.

The experiments were terrible, and scarred her for life. When they realized they'd severed her mental connection to her people, they decided it was time to let her go. Threatening her parents, Rassilon made them send their child in a TARDIS to the future.

Alone, confused and wanting her parents, Kalli found herself on the planet Falli where she was promptly adopted. Now Falli had it's own problems within' it's government. She was lucky enough to have been adopted by government officials, and lived the good life. Kalli attending school where she majored, in a sense, in musical arts while being taught a heavy math driven curriculum. All memories of Gallifrey had been sealed away the moment she left, and the young girl was quite happy with her new parents on the new planet she was calling home.

It was when the civil war broke out that she found herself in trouble. Her father, who had been a secret rebel, was off preparing and her mother had gotten word the main Government was going to launch and all out attack that would, in essence, blow the planet up.

To preserve their daughter's life, Kalli's parents per cured a small space pod; the coordinates set for earth. With a fake ID and enough money to get along she was sent off and landed on earth years later.

Kalli was 20 years old and stranded in London, England. Immediately she went into hiding, but soon enough-after getting on her feet-she began traveling the world, conning business men out of their savings. She made sure not to think back on Falli, or her parents and instead lived alone; never bothering to get close to anyone. It was when she walked into a familiar bar in London that she was reminded of her alien heritage. The Doctor, in his 11th regeneration, sensed her off the bat and was quick to inform her(after he found out where she was from) that her planet had been indeed blown up.

After a bit of talking, Kalli found herself being approached by police, the Doctor smiling apologetically. Her con business ruined(cursing herself all the while for opening up to the Doctor), she ran as fast and as far as she could, continuing to make her way around the world...

Until she arrived in Dallas, Texas and found a communicator in her pocket....(Enter her first role-play history which I will save you from having to hear about)

Personality - She is very head strong, confident and flirty. It takes a lot to knock her off kilter, unless your name is Romana. She really doesn't care what people think, holds grudges, and loves rainy days.
Special Abilities - N/A

Game Specific

Position Applied for (note there is the possibility of promotion if your character shows promise)/ Or is pup a capture? - Will be a capture
Living arrangements (eg within the Institute or in the city) - She's got 'er own TARDIS
Torchwood based at (One/London or Three/Cardiff) (note in special cases this may not be applicable eg for the Doctor) - None

Writing Sample -
(A prompt from a previous role-play)

It was a relatively cold night, sitting out by the bay staring out at the water. Not even the full moon above or the city lights to either side of Kalli could attract her attention. The only thing she saw were the dark swirling waters lapping gently at the sandy shore. A shiver ran up her spine as she brushed a strand of dark hair from her eyes, tucking it behind her ear. When she did that something on her left ring finger caught her eye. Bringing her hand down she admired the silver band on her finger. In the middle was a diamond, embedded into the silver. On either side of the diamond was a blue gem stone, also embedded into the cool metal.

The Council had commanded that everyone return home. They had saved the earth, saved the universe yet that didn’t even feel good anymore. The high she had been riding out, knowing she had made a difference in the universe collapsed, leaving her empty, lonely, unable to think of anything except the people she had met.

The Doctor. Any of them really, but mostly the French one. A weak smile played upon her lips as she thought back to their first encounter. The insults, how angry she had been and how she wanted to humiliate him, seduce him. It wasn’t out of love, just out of spite. But eventually they had gotten over that, she had gotten over it, and they had been able to carry on a decent friendship.

There was also the eleventh incarnation. The man she had loathed for the better part of a lifetime ever since he had ruined her con-business in London. But meeting up with him again, talking, trying to irritate him really changed her perspective, and made her realize how very much she had changed. He had made her realize the wrongs she had committed in the past, and she no longer blamed him for making her miserable. But he was the one she was least sad to see go, on the account she still had many chances to see him again. He isn’t from another universe.

Reinette. The French Doctor’s lover, friend, and companion. She was wonderful, wise, smart, witty, everything Kalli had always wanted to be. Here she was, hundreds of years older than Reinette ever would be, but the human was still so much wiser than herself. She had learned a lot from her, about how games of seduction were foolish ones to play. That respect could be earned in many other ways. Those were lessons she’d never forget from a person she would never forget.

Romanadvoratrelundar. Fred. Her lover, he best friend, her husband, her companion. He was her light in dark times and her comfort when she could find none elsewhere. They had been through so many things together, from the moment she stepped into the TARDIS to their last night together, and finally to their tearful goodbye. He had been with there every step of the way, helping her find who she really was. Explaining the unknown to her, just loving her unconditionally just as she loved him. Staring at the ring that adorned her finger tears came to her eyes for the umpteenth time that day. She was never going to see him again.

With a sniffle she stubbornly wiped her eyes, gaze turning back to the darkly glistening water. The high council had offered an ‘out’ of sorts to her, to anyone who wanted it. They were willing to wipe her memories if it would help her deal with everything. She had been skeptical at first. Knowing her past, what the previous council all those years ago did to her, locking away her memories…she didn’t know if she wanted them to do it again. To go on living unsure of whom she was. Not even knowing her true name. But were the painful memories worth keeping?

Standing, pulling the jacket she was wearing closer around her slim form she began to trek back towards the street, still thinking it over. She wondered what Reinette would say, what the Doctor would say, and even what Fred would say and she had a feeling she knew the jist of what they would suggest.

She’d guard these memories with her life and never give them up. People in life will come and go. It won’t stop there, by having her memories wiped. Looking back she realized she had grown up so much during this whole thing. She had fallen in love, experienced heart break, made friends out of her enemies. Lived. She had lived her life to the best of her ability.

And that was something she’d never let go of.

So the answer was no.

I think I'm finally done. Done...caring.

Doctor, you'll be pleased to know that you are right: I will end up alone in the end. Too bad I couldn't realize it earlier.

Done drinking. Done sulking. I just have to come to terms with the fact that love doesn't last forever. Have to put a stupid cork in this connection I have with her and pretend she's...not there. It's the least I can do for her. To ease the...process of dumping me on my ass.

I'll take my TARDIS, take my dog, and try to help save the universe.

So I'll be around if anyone needs me for anything. Until then, I'll be...working on whatever I can think of.

Slow down you crazy child
You're so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you're so smart tell me why
You are still so afraid?


Sitting on the porch of Sarah Jane’s house, Kalli stared out at nothing, eyes unfocused and blurry. Laying beside her, pressed against her leg was Dante, her puppy, dozing contently in the warm afternoon sun. Idly she stroked him, his tail wagging lazily in response. Her iPod was resting on her lap, ear buds pressed against her ears as she listened to the song, thinking, wondering.

Her life had drifted by so slowly before all of this had happened. Before the communicator, before Fred, before she learned she was a time lord. Life had inched forward, day by day, hour by hour, minute by minute, and she could remember every moment of it clear as crystal. But lately her memories had been blurring together. She couldn’t remember what she had for breakfast, let alone all the events of the day.

Maybe she was moving too fast.

Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?
You better cool it off before you burn it out
You got so much to do and only
So many hours in a day


That could probably explain the way she had been feeling lately. So tired, drain emotionally and physically. Her run ins with the Doctor were getting more difficult each time. Harder to deal with all the emotions, the childish feelings she had for him. After thinking about it for a while she couldn’t help but wonder why she felt the way she did for him, and almost felt like her feelings for him were fading. It was becoming less and less exciting and interesting to deal with him. It all just lead to the same thing. Tears, heartbreak, and her feeling completely foolish.

So maybe she needed to take a TV time out, slow down a little, before she burned out completely and was left feeling numb and useless.


But you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want
Or you can just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you


Maybe this was part of growing up. She was still relatively young for a time lord, only getting up into the 300’s. So much life to live, so many things to learn and experiences to, well, experience. It was about time she grew up a little, and embraced what she was, who she was, knowing it wasn’t going to go back to normal. She wasn’t even going to be able to just slip back into her old life, her old routine. Her conning days were over, as were her lonely days, which she was reminded of as Dante licked her hand affectionately, causing her to smile.

Slow down you're doing fine
You can't be everything you want to be
Before your time
Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight
Too bad but it's the life you lead
You're so ahead of yourself
That you forgot what you need
Though you can see when you're wrong

It was time for her to step back and take a break. Step away from the drama, the intensity of it all. Take it a bit slower with Fred, learn to really trust him more. Learn to trust her self more, actually. Since she and Fred had made up, she hated being away from him for very long. Her doubts were silly, but they were still there. One day she’d go to look for him and he’d be gone, leaving her alone again, without a hope. That was another reason why she was going to step away from the Doctor. Why she was going to stop chasing after him like some love sick puppy dog, because if she kept it up she’d hurt herself more and in turn hurt Fred.

So that was decided, at least in her mind. Putting it into action though, that would be the hard part. ‘Easier said than done’ they say, but she supposed it wouldn’t be worth doing if it wasn’t hard. That was part of life, running at the obstacles without stopping, pushing forward until she reached her goal.

Maybe she was growing up a little.

But you know you can't always see when you're right
You got your passion you got your pride
But don't you know only fools are satisfied?
Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you

Though she could see ahead, she had that sort of talent, and had a feeling her pride would get in the way of everything. She was never one to just give up on something, especially something she had been pursuing like mad. Her pride made her foolish sometimes, she knew that. It made her do silly things that she regretted moments later, like snogging the Doctor, saying she loved him.

Because she really didn’t. It had been something she had tricked herself into thinking. That maybe if she really believed she loved him, told him that she loved him, that he’d accept her. But that wasn’t the case, never was. Forced things were not worth having.

She was learning it the hard way.

Slow down you crazy child
Take the phone off the hook
And disappear for a while
It's alright you can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you.

So it was decided. Pressing pause on her iPod she took out her headphones, winding them up and sitting back a little to slide the device into her pocket. Dante glanced up at the movement, head tilting to the side in silent question, watching her with his bright brown eyes. When she stood, he stood, tail wagging a little.

“Come on Dante.” She stated softly, looking down at the puppy standing at her ankles. “Let’s go find ourselves.” And with a smile she moved forward, Dante trotting along at her heels.

Kalli stared out at the bay, watching the way the waters caught the sunlight and glimmered like it was littered with diamonds. Even though it was a reasonably warm day she still felt cold and pulled her jacket tighter around herself, blowing on her hands to warm them. She was more than aware the cold feeling she had was psychological, but she didn’t quite know how to deal with it, too lost in thought.

‘Would you give up a lifetime for a moment?’

The questioned caused her to laugh sadly to herself as she continued to stare aimlessly out at the waters. In the distance she could see ships, some for tourists others fishing and wished for a moment she could be out there with them on the tossing waters. The cry of a seagull brought her back to the topic she had come to this very place to contemplate.

Oh how the Doctor could make her think. Not just the Doctor in general, really, but one specific Doctor. It was the French one, Frenchie, or Freckles as she had referred to him when they first became acquainted that made her mind whirl. If there was one thing he was good at [ other than driving her crazy ] it was giving her something to think about. There had been a sort of silent offer in place for a while now, from him to her. Now all he needed was for her to answer the question, and tell him what she thought about this offer.

‘What would you sacrifice for this one moment?’

Picking up a rock she let her thumb brush over the smooth surface before she let her hand fall back before flinging it forward, watching the stone fly through the air and land in the sand a ways off.

‘Would you give up a lifetime of love for this shag?’

He was asking if being with him like that, physically [ for she had strayed away from a serious emotional connection with him some time ago ], was worth losing her lover. Fred, the man who was willing to call her a wife. Who was more than willing to change himself so he could be a more acceptable partner and wanted to try the forever thing with her of all people. Would she be willing to lose him just to sooth her physical desire for the Doctor?

‘Sacrifice the lifetime for the moment.’

Could she do that? Would she really be willing to give up what she has with Fred, with Romana, with the man she loves more than anything just to shag the man who had made her cry on more than one occasion?

‘If I could give you just this, and nothing else, would you do it?’

She shook her head, snickering softly to herself, though there wasn’t really any humor in her current train of thoughts. It was just amusing how the Doctor could turn her into a mental mess with just a simple line of questioning. This shouldn’t be so hard; she should be able to declare she’d never give Fred up for anything, not even for a one time shag with the man she continually lusts after. The man she hates and loves all at once. No one should be able to make her willing to give that up, especially for something so temporary.

‘Come on now, the lifetime or the moment?’

Now it was her own voice mocking her for her inability to decide. But then she realized one thing that seemed to hit her like a ton of bricks. If she even had to think about it, that meant she’d be willing to give him up. Give up her lover, her best friend, her husband for the Doctor without a second thought. She was willing to do all that and perhaps was a fool for it.

Not perhaps.

They lied. The few times she had stepped into a church, asked a priest what love was, all he did was spew lies. "Love it patient, love is kind." Which she knew was not the truth. It wasn't even remotely the truth. Love was cruel, taking, consuming. It would weasel it's way past your defenses and then completely screw you over.

You'd fall in love with that other person and it would start out great. Fun times being together, holding hands, kissing, snogging and making out shamelessly, making love. Being able to have someone to talk to, to lay with in bed and whisper to and fro about life, the afterlife, people, space, the universe, every topic under the sun.

But then they'd start looking ahead. 12 lives. Every Time Lord had a total of 12 lives, 12 regenerations. How could they not look ahead? Would they be able to withstand conflict, war, death? Watching the other die and regenerate. Waking up with a new face beside them the next morning.

Then the doubts would weave themselves into the pair's mind. Death. Hurt. Pain. One hurting the other, letting the other down, having to lean on the other, trust the other for life. It was too much.

Especially for him.

He had a rough love life before her. One that consisted of arguments, drinking, and rough, painful sex that was oddly delightful. Commitment wasn't really an issue, for the love had been a mostly one sided thing.

But with her, oh it had changed. They were linked, "bonded-through-lives" he had said. And yet when the doubts came, the realization exactly what that bond meant he didn't want it, didn't want her. He was a coward, and just really wanted to protect her in the end. Protect her and himself.

Though by pushing her away he broke her heart, piece by piece until it was shattered, littering the console room floor, the bedroom, everywhere. Until she couldn't take anymore. The separation, the emptiness. Taking the hint she wasn't wanted, she left.

To where? Hell if she knew. Hell if she'd ever know. Gallifrey was gone, and she hadn't ever considered that home. Falliday was gone, because her people had blown themselves up. Now Earth, her only solace her only haven, the only place she could feel safe and just slip away into all the different faces, take on a new identity was gone. No where to go, no where to stay.

Lonely, as any Time Lord should be.

Yet it still felt wrong.

So, this little pup here has been officially labeled "emo" for the night, and is currently driving her mun up a wall because of it. As punishment she now has to write, "sunshines and rainbows 4eva" 50 times, because everyone loves sunshines, rainbows, and bad grammar.

sunshines and rainbows 4eva
sunshines and rainbows 4eva
sunshines and rainbows 4eva
sunshines and rainbows 4eva
sunshines and rainbows 4eva

( sunshines and rainbows 4eva )

Fuck.

Fuckity fuck fuck fuckity fucked so fuck yourself fucking...fuck.

I'm tired of being stupid. I'm tired of being humiliated. I'm tired of trying to be cool and failing miserably.

I'm just tired. And cranky, and seriously need a good, stiff drink right about now.

"You have an identity now"

Fred told me that today. I hadn't realized it...

A home, a race, people to love, and a name.

Ha...I have all that now.

Damn.

What am I? Who am I? I just...I really don't...know anymore.

I thought...I knew my past, knew being the key word an all. I knew who I was...where I was from, I had parents, parents who apparently aren't...really...my parents.

Oh ra I don't understand any of this. It all started when that stupid ship attacked my head, bringing up just...flashes of...memories. My memories, apparently. I don't understand it, and maybe I'm not meant to. Maybe fate is just playing some cruel game on me?

This is horrible, I feel so...lost? I've never wanted to just...be around someone in my life. I've always been fine being alone. But in all this confusion, all this...dare I say it fear I just want...want someone to explain it all to me. Someone to sit here beside me and explain who I am, what I am...why...why they...they did that to me back then.

It's the thing humans always ask. Why me? I wonder if they ever get an answer...

Damn Time Lords.

Hell, damn anyone from bloody Gallifrey, dragging me into their issues.

Hmph.