This is from a profile of mine (I role play the Doctor). This is a sample of one of my starters, it isn't my favourite, but I liked it.
The Doctor ran through the dark halls. The count down inside his head was at twenty seconds and he was still far from the TARDIS. He pushed his legs faster. He had to get back to the TARDIS before the Radion Drive Overload, or he'd die of Radiation Poisoning. The Overload would release so much radiation that even he couldn't survive the blast. Six seconds left, he was at the door, sticking the new-looking worn key into the old lock. Two second, his hearts were pounding as he set the TARDIS to go anywhere as long is was out of range of the blast. He raced around the console pulling levers and turning dials with occasionally flicking some switches. The TARDIS burst into life just as the countdown hit zero.
The Doctor feel back onto the jump seat, but only to be thrown off it back into the console as the TARDIS lurched forward. "What?!" He cried out, before he hit the console. He groaned out for it hurt, but despite the pain, he grabbed the scanner and pulled it towards him. "What?" He looked at the Time Rotor, then back at the scanner. "Oh no you don't!" The Doctor yelled and ran to the other side of the console, pulling down another leaver.
For a few moments, the Doctor beamed thinking he'd escaped it, but no, just as his grin appeared, the TARDIS console exploded into sparks. The Doctor had to dive to the side to escape being burned. He groaned again, hitting the metal floor. He could have sworn he'd fractured, perhaps cracked, even broken a rib. It was possible. In an instant, he threw himself back to his feet and pulled the scanner again toward him. He noticed he'd received a nasty burn to his left hand, but it wasn't too bad.
"It's pulling me in!" The Doctor shouted out, a bit worried now. The Drive had created a tiny black hole and it was pulling him in. The TARDIS couldn't escape. "No! No! No! No! Please no!" The Doctor begged. The TARDIS would be destroyed, it would be an undeniable fact. "It's pulling me in."
Turbulence grew worse with every passing moment as the Doctor tried to keep the TARDIS in one piece. The console was burning. He was getting exhausted, even for the Time Lord. He was going to die he was sure of it.
Suddenly, the TARDIS came to a halt. Dead. Nothing worked, but the faint glow of the scanner. The impact knocked the Doctor off his feet, the Doctor hit the flooring hard. He didn't get up this time. He was too exhausted, too sore. After allowing a few moments for him to catch his breath, he sat up and looked at the damage. So many wires had become loose that'd half to be replaced. Small fires flickered in various places, but the TARDIS, herself would put them out, if she had enough power to do so. His hopes faded as the scanner, the only light in the room, flickered off. "No!" The Doctor said weakly and let himself fall back. He couldn't see if the TARDIS landed somewhere habitable.
Within no time, he was back on his feet running towards the door, grabbing his trench coat off the coral column along the way, excited for a new adventure, yet worried about the TARDIS.