River Song

post Manhattan / pre-library M!A: none currently Made a deal with a demon to get her regeneration energy back and aged herself back a bit; so will appear ~ 34. Is currently stuck in 21st century UK after jumping through the void into an alternate reality. TRACKING theuncagedstorm

[addictedtostorytelling]

elizabeth corday + season seven appreciation

[wilderbas]

make the content ya wanna see yanno

[twylastired]

The Husbands of River Song (2015)

[theuncagedstorm]

OOC

So, I haven’t been on this blog in a very long time. Tried to get her up and running again but didn’t quite work out. For now I’m putting her on official Hiatus but if you’d like to rp I am currently writing for @adrenalineascending and  @honeycombwerewolfe

[theuncagedstorm]

OOC

So, I haven’t been on this blog in a very long time. Tried to get her up and running again but didn’t quite work out. For now I’m putting her on official Hiatus but if you’d like to rp I am currently writing for @adrenalineascending and  @honeycombwerewolfe

[mysecondwife]

“Every night is the last night for something. Every Christmas is last Christmas.”

[crowley-glencraig-deactivated20]

So... I wrote a letter to the Staff.

Dear Tumblr Staff, I can no longer locate the ‘contact’ or 'support’ option on my blog in order to send such a message directly and though it is rather unorthodox to send a message via fanmail, it is all I can think to do right now. I have been on tumblr for a good 6 or 7 years now with various accounts and it has been my support and happy distraction for all of that time and I am very grateful for the effort that you and the team put into maintaining the site. However, this latest update that removes the ability to cut posts is pushing the temptation to shut down my accounts. There is a large community of roleplayers on the site, though it is likely miniscule compared to some of the other groups that use tumblr, I am in no doubt there are close to a million of us. Being unable to cut a post down to a reasonable size is cluttering our dashboards and I have noticed several of my fellow roleplayers are apologising for being unable to cut down their posts as they slowly lose followers who have not yet noticed the update. The writing community may be just one corner of tumblr and though the site can boast many artists with thousands, if not millions of different interests and angles, writing is just as important and is part of the creative side of tumblr. I would think it a terrible shame to shut down my accounts simply because I could not cut down the novels worth of writings I co-write with another tumblr user. If I may make a suggestion, perhaps there can be an option to allow rebloggers to cut a post and an option to disallow them. That way, those that wish for their original posts to remain as their own and unedited have that option, and those of us who use tumblr to write may still keep our posts short and sweet. I hope there is a way through which we can find some sort of compromise. Yours Faithfully, An Old Tumblr Fan.

I have no right to ask this but could we get it circulating so it has a better chance of being noticed? I know there are a few that do not mind the update so much but my dash is turning into such a mess with this multiple replies that take a long time to scroll though and I know I can’t be the only one.

[theuncagedstorm]

As her hands were returned, a tensely drawn smile formed in response.

More virtuous than wanton…that sparked a brash laugh. “Get to know me a bit Danno; virtuous is a far cry from what I am.” A genuine smile spread in silent laughter. Always the hair. She gave a subconscious toss of said curls, emanating nothing short of confidence. While she responded, her hand made it’s way up to fluff the curls a bit.

“Yes, I thought it was pretty impressive when I first saw it too. Took a bit of getting used to if I’m honest. The upkeep alone…”

River left off at that, turning back to her tea. She had really only come in here to take a break from the paperwork and grading that still lay in wait on her desk. Some background noise and conversation with strangers to distract her from her own thoughts…the angel was a bit of fun..but hardly a Cyberman invasion. The professor would like to think she was simply bored but the expression on her face is distinctly forlorn.

[fourallthesoulsofearth--archive]

“First introspection, and then honesty – Really, River, if you’re going to play the sinner - with all due respect - can ye sin a little harder?” But you didn’t hear that from him. Nooo. Certainly not. And he meant it in the best way possible. Or the worst. Best or worst, just not in the way it had sounded.

Angels learned not by example, but by an invisible prowess which connected them to all things. The human’s continued disposition lead him to believe that it was compensating for an emotional burden. What’s more, Danno felt confident now that he could mitigate it’s sexually-charged advances.  Score one.

“Should we bandy about any longer, I predict Hell itself shall freezeth over … Yer tense, I can sense it … What’s on yer mind?”

[theuncagedstorm]

A secretive grin spreads as she stares over her cup. She's half inclined to give him a short resume of her sins simply to see his reaction..but decides best to keep the revelation in wait of the perfect opportunity. It's hardly as much fun without the shock factor after all.

Turns her face back to him perfectly jovial in appearance. "Oh I'm sure plenty of women get tense around you.." Leaves that sly comment open for interpretation fully intent on changing the direction of conversation.

[theuncagedstorm]

“This /gold stick/ is the scepter of Amagoth and hush! You’re loving the hassle...” She countered shooting a sly smirk over her shoulder. The Doctor never really got dragged into ANYTHING he didn’t want to. He could have turned around and left the instant he saw her...still could...but what would be the fun in that? No. She’d provided an adventure and the dolt was jumping into it head first: typical.

“Tell me doctor...how are you at trust falls?” River stepped over a beautifully carved wooden fence and crossed over to the ledge beneath a large ornate stained glass window. To the right of the glass there was a small black box that seemed out of place with the design of the window itself though could easily be attributed to the establishment’s security or building design. She reached over to press a button on the box and a low ‘wumph’ emanated from it though nothing appeared to have happened. A fun toy she picked up on a separate excursion last month that effectively would allow anyone or anything to pass through the window as if it weren’t there. 

[theuncagedstorm]

Follower Greeting

[peopleneedtxknow]

Jake stands there looking like the woman is the craziest person he’s met. Given where he’s from and his life, that could be considered quite something.

“Are you looking for your doctor?”

Until he’s determined what’s going on he’s going to treat her with a softly softly approach.

[theuncagedstorm]

“Course not.” She clips out cheerfully. “I know exactly how to find him and have no intention of going anywhere near him.” Gives him a thoughtful once over. “And you would be?..”

[rp-meme-glaceon]

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[theuncagedstorm]

[ask-xi]

“Beg to differ.” The Time Lord matched her stare. “No River has ever shot me. Yet. They do, however, like pointing guns at me. Or getting my trousers off. Sometimes both. Anyway, what exactly is it that you would like me to forget I saw? Or rather which part of it are you wanting to keep secret?”

[theuncagedstorm]

Her smile stretched tensely. “There’s a first time for everything my love.” All the same, the gun barrel slowly lowered until it was aimed harmlessly at the ground. She had more important things to worry about for the time being…like the fact that the silent alarm had probably been triggered. Quickly, she shoved the golden rod into her bag, zipping it up and facing the Doctor with an inhale and a shrug. “I may NOT have exactly been given clearance from THIS establishment to transport the item you most certainly did NOT see me place in this bag and…given their normal response times…” She directed a look down at her wrist watch and back with a smile. “I’d say you might want to let yourself out.” Shirks her brows in point before making her own path towards a window.

[theuncagedstorm]

Some Professors Don’t Know Jack

[inthepresenceofmeremortals]

“Home has its temptations,” was all he’d give her on that point. In fact he’d been brought back on some business and after all, it had been over a century since he’d last killed in London. More than one person at a time, that is. John had felt it safe to return for a time.

“What brought you to London? You don’t speak to me as one who was born in the city. I’m sure your story would be far more fascinating than my own.”

[theuncagedstorm]

“Oh, and what would those be?” She asked in a distracted manner, eyes dragging across the rest of the room as she planned her exit. Her attention returned to him as he pressed on with the conversation, brows raised in curious nature. “Actually, I grew up in Leadworth. I’ve done a bit of traveling: mostly for work. Sort of ended up here on accident really. Bit of a complicated story…as a literature buff you might actually enjoy it: involves love, betrayal, adventure, and most importantly peripeteia. Afraid you’ll have to be captivated by my storytelling abilities another day though Professor. I have more work to do on my lesson plan before the students arrive. I’ll see you around..” Shoots him a playful smile before picking her way across the room.

[ariapxnd]

       ❝ oh YOU KNOW ME ! can’t complain ! ❞ she took a moment to just relax in her mother’s arms. it had been far too long, even by TIME LORD standards, since she’d last had this opportunity. ❝ it’s good to see you. are you…how have you BEEN ? ❞

[theuncagedstorm]

There’s an almost imperceptible pause as she inhaled and her smile set properly with a low chuckle. “Oh…fending off students who try a bit too hard…running from palace guards…selling artifacts on the black market…a bit frayed by the students but over all been a good week I’d say. Where are we now?...” Reaching into her pocket she retrieved a crisp leather bound journal, a contrast to the tattered old blue thing she could have been attributed with in earlier years. She flipped through the very first few pages thoughtfully.

[theuncagedstorm]

[dr-r-song]

What I love most about River, I will say, is her absolute fortitude and humour in the face of what is, objectively, an utterly terrible life – more or less an orphan, raised to be evil, has spent an incredible amount of time in prison, and her husband is a mostly absent maniac who occasionally looks like Colin Baker. I mean, things are really pretty tough for her. It’s that contrast – the jolly, fearless, sexual outer shell of River, compared to what we know she’s been through, and what we always, always know she’ll go through at the end – that really appeals to me writing the character. She can’t possibly be that jolly when she’s alone. And she’s spent more than enough time in solitary confinement. No wonder she wants to let loose once in a while. I think that’s what attracts her and the Doctor, the universe’s loneliest man. They have an amazing amount in common. “I am never”, she broods. “As brave as I pretend to be. And sometimes I think he’s the only person in the universe who is.” River is condemned to love someone she cannot fully have, and who amongst us doesn’t know what that feels like? But it doesn’t stop her shimmying into a knock-out gown, shaking out that glorious hair and fighting the good fight shoulder to shoulder with the Doctor whenever he comes to call; mostly by kicking the nearest ass most in need of kicking at any given moment. After all, as she says to Amy Pond, her mum (eye-roll), “when you’re in love with a lonely God, one does one’s best to hide the damage”. Plus, she’s the only person allowed to criticise his driving. In real life, the character has massively benefited by being played by a woman with the power, beauty, wisdom and charisma of Alex Kingston – and if you’ve ever been in a room with her, you’ll know exactly what I mean. She makes the younger popsies look positively insipid. Look at the ‘Husbands of River Song’: there hasn’t been more crackling middle-aged sexual tension on BBC1 on Christmas day since Den handed Angie the divorce papers.

The Legends of River song Author Jenny T Colgan- Why I love writing River Song

(via dr-r-song)