scatteredwords' Journal

Applying Myself: Whoville
Full Name: Rose Marion Tyler

Age: 20, relatively speaking. All this time travel has been making me reconsider the whole idea of age as a whole, actually.

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Height: 5'6"

Point in Canon: Just before the close of Parting of the Ways (My Doctor went all glowie and stuff!)

Brief History

I was born on 27th April, 1987 to Jackie and Pete Tyler. I went to school, though I dropped out before completing my A levels. I guess you might say that school and I weren’t really meant for each other – maybe I ask too many questions? In any event, until recently I had been working at Henrik’s as a clerk. I liked my job well enough, and had you asked me at the time if I wanted the building blown up and burnt to the ground I probably would have told you to get off some place; but, the demise of Henrik’s is probably the single most fantastic thing that has ever happened to me. I mean, if I Henrik’s hadn’t been totally demolished and those Plastic blokes not come along, I never would have had all the fantastic adventures I’ve had with the Doctor.

I’ve been to the end of the world (spectacular If you can get past the idea of people trying to murder each other); Britain during WWII and the Victorian Era; back and forth and all around during the rise of the Slytheen; oh, and I must not ever forget 1987 for personal reasons.

Skipping to more recent history I’ve been travelling with the Doctor through time and space. It’s been quite a marvelous life – especially with Jack around. Well, that was until we were pulled back on to Satellite Five. Let me just tell you that I’ll never look at the Weakest Link quite the same way again. Or the sun. Or trees. Or, well, anything! Well, back on Satellite 5 I was in the middle of helping the Doctor create a Delta Wave to take out the Daleks, when he sent me back home. Next thing I know I’m back in the TARDIS for all of a second with a scathing headache, a foggy memory and a glowing Doctor. Now I’m here. I’m not quite sure what to make of here, yet.