LIST ANY SPECIAL ABILITIES: Regeneration, High Telepathic Abilites, Abilty to Rewrite Time, He can open the doors of the Tardis with the snap of his fingers.
BRIEF BIO: He is a 904 year old Time Lord, and he has always been a bit of anarchist. He has experienced 10 regenerations, so far. He travels through time and space inside a live Tardis. The Doctor always travels with a companion mainly because he is lonely. Every companion he has chosen has been special in some way... perhaps not with special powers, but with impressive character.
In his 8th regeneration, he became involved in the great Time War. He was even on the front line leading troops. However, it became apparent that Galifrey was on the verge of losing. So goes Galifrey, so goes all of creation, as no other species could defeat the Daleks. In a moment of great sacrifice, the Doctor made a choice...To let his planet burn and destroy both races instead of letting the Daleks take the galaxy. I am unsure how he did this...but I suspect, he Time Locked the war and they are in an infinate state of war outside of time and space. The loss of his people has made him even more lonely than he was before. His experience with the Time War has made him a pacifist.
The Doctor gripped the mallet and hit the control panel one last time. In response, the Tardis shuddered before roughly hitting the planet’s surface. The landing threw the Doctor back into his chair and Donna to the floor. In spite of their sprawled positions, both were OK.
Looking toward Donna as she regained her footing, the Doctor sniffed and said, “Well that wasn’t bad. Well it could have been worse. Well we made it anyway... It’s 6678 on the planet Bowlerbonnet. The food is great. The people are friendly, plenty of things to see and do...”
The Doctor paused to see if Donna was still paying attention. He had the feeling she sometimes stopped listening to him if he talked for more than a few minutes at a time. Hoping to lift her spirits after the Library he added, “I think you’ll like it here... Ya’ know…Planet of the Hats!”
This time he was rewarded with a shocked, yet excited, “You’ve got ta be kiddin’ me!”
Bouncing on the balls of his feet, he ran toward his coat and began shoving his thin arms into the sleeves. He turned back to his companion, a goofy grin taking over his entire face and yelled, “Grab a hat Donna Nobel…”
“Allons y.”
Not waiting for a response, he opened the doors and stepped into the…fruity, sweet smelling air? “This can’t be right.”
The Doctor sniffed and held a finger to the air. “Hummm, I think the Tardis has redirected us. Forget what I said before.”
“Donna Nobel, welcome to Happy Jolly Magic Land. It’s not a bad misdirect. You can’t go wrong on a planet of laughs and giggles.”