I can hear a symphony
A perfect crystal melody
And I just can’t stop smiling at you
I just can’t stop smiling
is River Song. She’s a beauty to behold.
She has nice hair.
And she has her own gun.
She has her mother’s taste in men,
her father’s appreciation for the dead,
and a certain captain’s clothing preference.
is the Whovian fandom.
They’re from all over the world,
but speak a common quirky language.
They all share in an obsessive love for the Doctor,
and can sit for hours at a time,
They enjoy the drama,
Like mother like daughter.
The first time, before getting to know River’s character:
Every time after knowing who River really is:
“We’ve got a lot of trouble in this country. We’ve got a lot of trouble in the world. Why the states should be interested in prescribing the word marriage from two people who love each other, who are responsible, tax-paying, productive people, who have created a family— sometimes two people, sometimes two people and children. Why the state would have an interest is prescribing that kind of conduct, I don’t understand. I understand the anger about poverty, I understand the anger about AIG, I understand the problem about banks, I understand the problem about Afghanistan and the Taliban, and everything else, but I don’t understand the preoccupation with gays being permitted to marry.”
When someone so accurately captures your view on life
Excuse me whilst I die (I think we all sorta knew it anyway)
Doctor Who rewritten- Melody tries to murder the Doctor a bit earlier in his personal timeline
River: Well, well, well, I finally tracked you down. Your hair’s a bit shorter than my mother described it and I see you’re without a bow tie, but I suppose you’ll do just fine, pretty boy.
River: Oh, what’s the matter? Never seen a gun before?
River: Or perhaps my twins just intimidate you. Or the hair? I must say, it’s all quite nice. I’ve done well so far in those departments.
Doctor: WHAT. Who - ?
River: Any last words? Not that your sputtering isn’t lovely, really. But from all I’ve heard about you, I was expecting a more inspired speech.
Doctor: Oh so you’ve only just heard about me? Phew, not the Master then.
River: Master? Oh, kinky! Now I’m a little disappointed that a bullet’s about to pierce your brain. I’d love to hear that special nickname again!