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Continued [28 Apr 2003|09:33pm]

the_technopagen
-As she made it acrossed the street,Her chocolate oculars scanned her surroundings.Her existings had only been back for hours And already her emotions for Giles had came back. They really didnt have a real relationship and Jenny didnt know how long she had on this plane.Her eyes looked down into a puddle by the road.The reflection of Jennifer Calendar came back to her eyes.With a shook of the head,She continue to go to Giles' house.

While she was gone,She knews things were totally different.Thanks to the powers,They had filled her mind with all the info she needed to know about her job. As she went down the steps to Giles' door,She just stood there as if she couldnt move.Her body stood there like a froze block of ice.Not wanting to know how giles would react and how much emotions would come back. I mean the emotions for him were there, Just not at strong as they could get.-
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[21 Apr 2003|04:52pm]
tweed_librarian
[ Sorry I haven't posted or anything yet. Just have been really busy and all. Still have to get my jorunal totally set up and such and catch up with all the posts ]
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[16 Apr 2003|10:38pm]

wickedly_devine
Spike, the nuisance he had to put up with those long years. Making them get into trouble when they've got along fine. He stole a look into those eyes, and sneered. "Spikey ol'boy." Extending his grasp, he strongly took hold of Spike's collar and hauled him directly to make eye contact. "I think its best if you leave me along with my girl. Its only polite now." His voice was harsh, tones of devious soundings could be heard. He didn't waver, and with a powerful shove, drove Spike towards the other side of the room. Once again, gazing back at the young, petite Slayer; his Slayer, he regained his step towards her back. His hand feeling up her arm, around her innocent and precious neck. Feeling the warmth she gave off. The beating of her heart grew rapid. Fear, invigorating..so sweet. He breathed it in, and closed his eyes. "You really don't know, what you do to me, baby." He grinned, ear to ear, pressing upagainst her. Until her back once again felt the cold wall. His hand slipped underneath her shirt, trailed over her stomach, and then finding its away around her waist. He massaged the area roughly, tilting his head he watched her reaction. Crossed between pleasure, and discomfort. "Don't quit on me now. Think of all the good times we can have, darlin'. I know of so many things I can do to you, to that body. And after I get done..you'd be begging me for some more." His brows lifted upon his forehead, and bent down. His lips felt her luscious skin. The overwhelming scent of berries rose off. He kissed her warmth, replaced with the chill of his teirs.
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[16 Apr 2003|06:31pm]

the_technopagen
[ mood | accomplished ]

-The calm and quiet library of SunnyDale High school was interrupeted as a Bright light filled the room. As the light lowered the the floor,A figure appeared.As the light vanished,The Figure of Jenny Calendar.Her chocolate hues scanned the room for life.She knew her purpose of being back and began immediately.Running up the stairs,She began to pull books out Separations of Supernatural Beings.As she began to scan the book,A thing that caught her eye."Once a Being hits Redemption,Its self is split into two beings."Her eyes widen as she kept reading.Looking up at something esle,She spoke."Angel has gotten his redemption from the powers,I have to show this to Buffy or Giles.".Getting up as quickly as possible,She ran down the steps and out of the library.She ran down the hallway and to the exit of the school.Stopping at a light,She began to catch her breath.Her eyes looked at the outfit she was wearing before she died."Great. I get to look all ghost like."She Saw the light change and continue to ran to giles,first.-

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[16 Apr 2003|04:41pm]

tormentedsoul
- Something was different about the mansion and the presence he got from being there. He had heard the distant chatter in the background, able to identify one of the voices he had heard as Spike, another possibly as Buffy, and the last as Angelus. Although that was awhile ago. Something had happened to him within the time that had passed...almost like he had lost complete track of what he was doing and his frame of mind. And somehow they had passed over him without even knowing it...they had been completely unaware of his presence here...something he was more or less grateful for. He was not ready for the fight with Angelus yet, physically or mentally. After all...he had just been brought back. Raven orbs looked cautiously around, as to make sure that he was entirely alone, as he had suspected. He ran a hand through the chestnut array of spikes atop his head, slowly standing. His knees still felt weak, but he knew that there was something that he must do now...and that was what was driving him. He quickly made his way to the closet, pulling down the first pair of leather pants that he saw. Again, looking cautiously around, before darting quickly out the door. Once outside, all he had to do was follow his scent of Buffy-although hours had passed since she had been here. He decided that the scent might lead him to somewhere she no longer was. He had to go to her home-figuring that sooner or later she would have to come there. He slowly made his way down the dark, desolate streets, his bare feet scraping against the moist pavement. Every muscle in his entire body ached with pain, but he could not let that stop him--would not let that stop him. As he turned onto Revello drive, walking slowly up the Buffy's house he got an undescribable amount of energy. He knew he must remain out of sight, so as soon as he walked up the walkway to her door, he dodged behind a large bush. There he would wait for Buffy to arrive...but what would he tell her when she did?-
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My arrival..... [16 Apr 2003|12:45pm]

salvaged_faith
[ mood | confused ]
[ music | -"I do not want this" + Nine Inch Nails- ]

Sunnydale....odd town. I know its the Hellmouth and all but still its weird. How can there be two slayers? I mean does one of us have to pass before the other takes her place? I guess some how the rules have been changed or theres a loophole I have no clue about. Hmmm well anyways theres this club across the street called The Bronze. It looks ok. Well at least I don't think I will be wrastling anymore gators like I did with that vamp a few months back. Oh well might as well step on it.....

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[15 Apr 2003|12:07am]

chosenone_buffy
staring up to the red headed girl, with confusion in her eyes now. bitten her bottom lip, and closing her eyelids slowly for a prefer second, than opening her eyes. she felt she was going to pass out any mins. lower her head down, as she stared at the white linen of the lacy shirt she was wearing. tracing her small digits around the lace. she didn't want her friend to think this was her fault, but what could a girl possible do to show that? softly her tone of her voice was, but shakily. `will, no.. s'not that.` lifting her gaze up to met the other girl's soften emeralds. `..s'more than being able to share things, and.. able to talk. stuff.. happened, some awfully.. stuff, wills.` swallow the thump in her throat slowly, and trying to think how'd she say the words to her best friend without losing her friend. raising up on her feet slowly, and she step over to the red headed girl. Her voice stay soft,`..wills, you are my best friend, and.. never think I don't realized how you are always here for me. I do realized, and I'm thankful to have a friend like you..` half smiled she had given her friend, and offer the red headed wiccan a hug.
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[14 Apr 2003|10:44pm]

wiccangirl
[ mood | flustered ]

--Lids fluttered open and closed as she watched her best friend pull away from her. A part of her wanted to just burst into tears right than. Staring at the pain in the blonde Slayers eyes was just killing the red headed wiccan. Emerald oculars glanced away from her as she stared at the pavement. Standing up, arms crossing gently before her as she rubbed her arms gently, lashes fluttering holding back tears as she finally was abe to look down at Buffy again. Catching her glance and eyes locking with hers. A deep breath was taken as she finally spoke.-- "I don't know why you're doing this Buffy. I don't know why you keep pushing me away. But I am your best friend and you can tell me what's wrong... "-- She said as her arm was frustratedly thrown down at her side. A tear trickling down her cheek as her other hand raised to her forehead and brushed auburn locks behind her ears before pushing that tear away.-- "I am your best friend. There is nothing you can't tell me. I'm here to share whatever pain you have just tell me. You are miserable. And I can't help but feel that it's my fault. That I can't help you. But it is not my fault! You're pushing me way! And I don't understand why! " -- She said before turning away crossing her arms and shaking her head. A sniffle was heard from her as she knew a part of why Buffy probably was avoiding her. She was lonely. She missed Angel, and probably seeing her and Oz made her feel badly. But the look in Buffy's eyes made it look worse. It was much deeper than that. Angelus probably started getting under her skin somehow but how could they help her? She was avoiding her watcher. Avoiding both of her best friends. Well, Xander understandable because he didn't understand her views when it came to Angel. She did though, she was able to look at the good and bad side of things. And nothing Buffy could say could make her look differently at her best friend. She was still in love with Angel? Fine.. Even when Oz is all wolfie, she still loves him.-- "Why can't you just talk to me Buffy." -- She said softly even though her words were barely audible.--

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[14 Apr 2003|10:26pm]

chosenone_buffy
golden tresses fallen down the slayer's shoulders when she was given a hug from her best friend. sitting neared the cemetery with her closest friend. through her aqua marines orbs shown loneliness, and fear that this girl had never shown before. instead being the brave righteous hero, she was being the victim. something she wasn't quite use to. she was always kinda brave, through she would fooled the people she loved, but she never once felt fear like the night with angelus. it was uncontrollable she wasn't quite herself since that one night in the cemetery. words of her best friend came pouring in her head, and she pull away to stare blankly at the red headed girl. could she possible tell her dear friend? what would willow think of her-- that she let angelus do things, bad things to her. would she still be here for the slayer-- even what had happened? blaming herself for the bad things that happened. it shouldn't have happened-- she's stronger. she could've stop it. but she didn't stop anything. she kept going back for more, even if back of her mind told her not to. she went anyway. it was all her fault. lower her head from the other girl's gazed. she couldn't beard to look at her friend, and knowing the things that could send all her friends from her. her friends would pull away from her, or think she was some kind of freak for letting angelus get this closed to her-- or that's what part of her thinks. swallow slowly, and she look to her friend once again, then over her friend's shoulder, and seeing oz standing behind willow.
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[13 Apr 2003|02:46pm]

wiccangirl
[ mood | worried ]

--As Oz removed himself from the van, she just watched him, eyes upon him the entire time, narrowing as she saw the concerned look upon his face. Nibbling gently on her lower lip he walked over to her and as she felt his hand upon her face, she leaned her head into, feeling his soft fingertips graze her cheek. A startled glance as she looked towards the side. She heard crying.-- "Buffy!" --She cried out as she left Oz's side and ran over to her best friend who was on her knees right outside the graveyard, crying. Falling to her knees in front of the blonde Slayer as she hugged her tightly, wrapping her arms around her, a glance upwards as she saw Oz had followed quickly. Placing her hand on her head she pulled away and looked at Buffy.-- "What happened Buffy? What happened." -She said as her own emeralds stared within Buffy's aqua marines. Something was very wrong. It was diffeent than usual. It wasn't just a typical run in with Angelus. Or a typical I want my boyfriend back look upon Buffy's face, It was different... Deeper in a sense. --

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[12 Apr 2003|08:45am]
chosenone_buffy
His words echo inside my ears, and he stopped in front of me. I reach my hands on his shoulder's blades for support, or I would have .. probably fallen 'cause I felt I was going to pass out any minute. Gripping his shoulders with all my might.. then for a moment I heard a voice in the background.. someone I had forgotten was here, or didn't expect to hear. I have loosing my grip on Angelus, and.. lifted my evergreens up to stare over to the other vampire in the room. ...I didn't understood why this bleach blonde vampire was backing me up, but.. he was right. I needed to go, and now that's the time. I kneed down, and gather up my clothing what was spread across the room, but not once.. taken my eyes off angelus, or spike. I watch both vampires, than swallow when I saw Spike grabbed the wooden stake that I had drop on the floor earlier. He.. was going to stake him, something I couldn't do. But.. I couldn't leave this happen, because .. part of me knew this was my boyfriend -- through the soul maybe gone -- but I wasn't ready to see him be dusted. I jump up on my feet, and .. spoken over to the other vampire that was protecting me from angelus. `No!.. Spike. I.. You can't.` Then.. my words faded, and.. I just glare to the both for a second. It was true.. I wasn't myself. I.. wasn't ready to battle angelus.. yet. I needed.. to go. I needed ..to get out of here, before something would happen again.. I step away from angelus.. slowly. I could.. feel my lonely tears swelled up in my eyes. Did.. Spike know what had happened? Was.. he there? Could.. he see right through me right now? Questions, and questions were going through my head right now.. but there was no answers. All I know.. I needed to get out of the mansion now. I told my feet to move.. move now. Do something.. Buffy ... your the slayer, for crying out loud, and.. they are vampires .. you know what you have to do here. But.. I didn't have no control over me anymore.. all I could was just watch in horror.
I held my lacy white shirt over my breasts, and.. turn on my heels.. back up to the door.. slowly. I glance over to Spike, than Angelus. Closing my eyes but when I have found some kind of energy.. I open my eyes to stared upon the vampires, but then.. I had run out of the mansion. I kept running until.. I was couple of blocks away from it all. I wanted to run farther away .. and to block everything that had happened earlier out of my head. I stop running, and stopped by the cemetery, and just fallen on my knees. Buried my hands over my face. What .. just happened here? I felt.. liek one of the girls I would have.. saved from some demon. But.. I can't.. I have to be stronger. I didn't know what.. was happening. I didn't.. know nothing. My mind was.. blank now. Silence tears fallen down my face.
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[12 Apr 2003|12:21am]

bleeding_hell

Quirking a brow at the touch Angelus gave the Slayer, I moved closer to them and found myself pushing Angelus off her. `I came here to see her stake you. No bloody sex involved. If she doesn't do it, then I will.` I grabbed the stake from the Slayer and held it high above Angelus' chest. I couldn't go through with it though. I'm pathetic like that. I glared at him, my crystal orbs burning a hole in him. Anger raged through my blood as I took in his visage. Then, I glanced over at the Slayer. `Get dressed Slayer and go.` I didn't have much time before Angelus would attack. I took in a deep, un-needed breath of air and went to go take the plunge. That needed plunge to final peace and rest. To end it all.


Looking back at the Slayer, I shooed her with my eyes. She needed to go. If she had sex with this beast, she wouldn't be too pleased to see him turn into dust. Slowly, the stake began to fall down.
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[11 Apr 2003|06:20am]

_oz
-Turning the wheel of the multi-colored van, much on his mind a furrowed brow. Seeing upahead the burnt aubrun tresses that shook form her shoulders as her wave continued, wasn't she aware of the dangers walking alone, Angelus was out and about and seeing her alone gave way a twinge of concerned brows. A quick nod was given letting her know that he saw her, pulling aside her, turning the engine off, sliding the keys within his beige cordaroy cased jacket pocket, opening the door with a push and tug, he knew her concerns were greater than his worried thoughts, Buffy was probably alone out to find Angelus, and he was there to help with anything he could, hopping form the van's drivers side, slowly stepping towards her, her scent was strong, she overwhelmed him with the innocence of lillies, closing his jade orbs slowly and reopening them a stoic look as he slipped to her side, knew they had a plan, always having a plan, pulling a single hand from the cased pocket reaching towards her cheek, adding a comferting half smile-
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[11 Apr 2003|04:17am]

chosenone_buffy
I swallow as I watch Angelus slowly eased his way out of his armed chair. I took a short breathe when he glanced over to the shadows where, Spike was standing. I should have ran out of the mansion then, but it was like I was frozen in my tracks. I couldn't move from the spot I was standing in. Through.. I don't think my legs would carry me, if I did wanted to go.. I should really be going, I kept telling myself.. I drop the wooden stake onto the floor, I could hear it roll down the hall until it stopped. I look suspiciously at him. The pants certainly hug him tight in the right places...

Ahh. Stop with the smirking already, I was yelling inside my head. He could be quite annoying at times, with that sexy smirk... I was legally melting already... Oh God.. I think I'm going to snap.

I step backwards slowly as he was stepping to me. Step by step, we were going until my back slammed against the wall. I glare up into his chocolate eyes ... his face just a few inches from my neck, he blows at it slightly; I feel my hair fly over my shoulders.

Angelus is so close now that if he were breathing I would feel his breath against my face. I give a start when he touches my arm with his cold hands. He gently stroke it, looking for my reaction. His words echo in my ears..

I whisper softly to him. ` please... ` Shivers ran down my spine. What am I supposed to do? I really need to get out of here.. Okay! I'm.. half naked now? How did that.. happened? That's the last time I'll buy anything of that brand. I cover my breasts, thankful I choose to wear underwear.
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[11 Apr 2003|02:51am]

wiccangirl
[ mood | bouncy ]

-Emeralds casting upwards as she saw Oz's van from down the street, squinting a bit as she nodded to herself sure it was him, she turned towards the curb as she waited for him to pull up, if he saw her that is, a smile upon her face the whole time, auburn locks gently cascading a bit over her eyes as hands folded gently before her chest. The site of him always brought a smile to her face no matter what... For a moment she forgot where she was going. Right to find Buffy, Buffy's been so distant lately that she hoped she didn't do anything rash. Since Angelus' return, he's been doing nothing but playing mind games with the poor youing blonde slayer and she hoped that she could handle pushing him away. Blocking the games from happening. She loved Buffy she was her best friend. She had to find her. A hand was raised as fingers dangled slightly to wave towards her boyfriend.-

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[10 Apr 2003|11:25pm]

wickedly_devine
[ mood | calm ]

He laid back comfortably, both arms extended behind his back. Calm, soulless godiva osculettes trailed over her delicious features. That smile came to his face, "Aw, but where's the fun if you don't guess?" He leaned forward, arms resting on his legs. He tilted his head cunningly, pale features sinking deep into her mind. "I could tell you, but..that wouldn't be fair. See.." He started, standing up, glancing over to the hidden blonde vampire, standing off to the side. "I'm not that type of guy that would just come out and say things. Sometimes, you just gotta figure it out yourself...before its too late." He didn't falter, as he moved step by step towards her. Licking his lower lip, he looked into those emerald eyes of hers, and smiled even bigger. He wanted, and desired to reach out and stroke her arm so lovingly..mixed with pleasure at the same time. Naughty images arrived in his mind, clear as day. "I can tell you want more, baby. Oh wait...I don't think I was supposed to say that out loud." He shrugged. "Oh well, its if I care. In which I don't. I loved that night, and I can very well tell..you did too." He smirked, drawing back the upper corner of his chilly tiers. "I wouldn't say no for a replay." Brows rose up his forehead, "now then, back to my little surprise I have holed up here. Becareful what you wish for lover, you just might receive it."

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[10 Apr 2003|12:31am]

chosenone_buffy
I stop, once I was deeper in the mansion and raising my eyebrow over to the bleach vampire. No doubt in my mind that Spike wasn't apart of angelus' master plan now. I can't stop wondering what, or who is apart of this? Or was it all a trap, so I would come here alone? But. I could feel someone, or something neared by. I whisper softly, ``who's there?`` It was growing even more powerful by the second. something here was itching away out me. I titling my head to glance around the corners of the mansion, but interrupted by Spike's words to me. Turning to glare at him in his game face that he wears now. Something told me Spike wasn't the thread here. I didn't need to worry about the bleach vampire -- for now.. or do I? Shaking my head with blonde tresses flowing down side of my face. Thin digits ran up to brush away the blondness behind my ear. I turn to look in Angelus' direction, and sees him smirking. He was watching us calmly. Lying back in his chair, as if he's expecting a show. Than that strong feeling came over me again -- of knowing someone was neared by. Someone I once loved? But.. What was it? Why did it have such a huge power over me? I didn't quite understand. Nothing here is making sense to me. For a moment I almost forgotten about the sired, and his childe here.. and who he wanted me to meet tonight. I turn to glare back to Spike, than Angelus. I stood couple feet away from the two undead vampires now. I should have brought back up, I thought. Through my friends couldn't help me now. They wouldn't understand what I'm going through, or even know how to battle against ... this. It's all new for me. I have to do .. this alone. I have to be strong. I have to be brave... I have to be the slayer now. Even if it's doing something alone, I have to .. do this myself. Evergreens orbs glared over to Angelus.. I felt speechless of words. Like the cat caught my tongue. I told myself, buffy calm down.. remember he's your blood sucking emery.. Last night didn't happened -- but it did happened, I know it did. I was weak.. but I'm.. over that now. I'm the one in control, not him. He doesn't have no control over me. But.. Why do I feel under his control? Why do I let him.. get to me? I glared back to Angelus.
``Who.. do you want me to meet?`` I swallow slowly, and keeping my evergreens orbs on him. I wanted to hear his answer. I needed to hear it.
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[09 Apr 2003|10:47pm]

wickedly_devine
[ mood | amused ]

Oh was it ever so lovely. Being able to go 'inside' the Slayer, the one who had volunteerily made him feel so humane; caring, and fall in love with her. But what she gave him last night, was not the sense of pleasure, but the craving and desire for more of it. He knew if he wanted something, no matter what he would get it; no matter what prize. Whether it dealed with killing one of the pathetic friends of the Slayer, or herself..but..better yet..just make her feel more pain than ever imaginable. It was also that many a night ago, being torn down the middle. Yanked apart from his dreadful counterpart. It was finally a relief 250 years in the making, to wall; to breathe..or unbreathe; to feel so disconnected and wholesome was the best feeling about it all. It all showed out through that malice-filled smile, spreading across his face so easily, with much satisfaction. "Oh, darlin', I have a whole lot more where that came from." Cruel words leaked out past a mouth of lies and betrayal. Untrustworthy, those dark, soulless orbs gazed about the dark threshold of her home. Stood upon her porch, smelling the sweet aroma she left lingering. Vanilla, perhaps something with berries. Fresh and indepth he took it in, passionate there was. Disgusting, and intolerable he won't withstand such passion. But it was that passion that drove his Slayer to him that night. It was the passion he brought forth inwriting a wonderful invitation to the mansion. What she didn't know, was who she was to meet. Boy, what a surprise he had to give her. To show her, introduce her to. Every image he could think up, became more exciting; he was thrilled and couldn't wait to see the outcome. He stepped off the porch, hidden hands inside pockets of his duster, he inclined his head to look upwards at the forbidden, unreachable sky dotted with dazzling stars that winked consistently. He headed towards that mansion on Crawford Street. He could see it barely up away, wilted and disfigured in the benevolent shadows. Crowded with strong essences of lingering evil, the hellmouth so vaguely spewed forth. Though it was once where the end of the world was once performed; where he stood right before the mouth of hell...before...that bitch tossed the sword in Angel's pitiful soul. He cringed, "Alright, still owe you for that. No worries, it'll all come together." He grinned, ear to ear. "I can just hear you scream now, lover. And my what a wondeful tune you display."

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[09 Apr 2003|04:40pm]

bleeding_hell

I walked into Angelus' mansion, wanting to find the reason why the Slayer was Miss Pissy. Then, I found out why. Angel lost his soul. A frown came across my face. My grandsire, Angelus, was back. I truly hated the vampire. He was so hateful toward everyone except his sire and his childe. I walked into the shadows of the room and hung beside a wall. He barely acknowledged my presence. A faint `Good to see you again pal,` could be heard from the elder's lips.
I rolled my eyes at him and muttered, `Same to you.` That's when she came in. I grinned slightly at her. `Have fun tiger.` I didn't know what was going on. I didn't know who was coming from the shadows. I put on my game face, ready to fight for my own protection. I didn't care about Angelus or the Slayer. My ass was the only one I cared for now.
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Location: Inside the mansion [09 Apr 2003|05:05pm]

tormentedsoul
[ mood | accomplished ]

-Something from inside him had awoken, all that was before this moment he seemed to forget...except for that one part. The powers that be...and although he could vaguely recall the happenings, parts seemed clear to him. The powers that be had seperated him from his alter being Angelus, and had done so because of the great trouble that Angelus would cause to the world if he had not been saved. Curled into a ball he gazed wildly around the mansion, almost looking at it like it was all foreign to him. Placing his bruised and badly cut hands upon the cold concrete floor, he pushed himself to stand. He was completely nude and though it was not a vulgar kind of nudity the fact remained that he was still nude. Then a single thought occured. What had Angelus done to Buffy? Slowly he darted those raven orbs around the mansion searching for clothes, something he could use to cover himself up. But if he did find clothes what would it matter? Buffy would have all ready seen what Angelus was capable of and how could she believe that he was not Angelus? He would have to prove it to her somehow...that meant waiting here for her to come. Lowering himself back onto the cold concrete where he would sit and wait for Buffy for the time being.-

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