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[11 Feb 2003|12:28am]
[ mood | content ]

Back from my walk...

I just got a little cramped down in the basement, had to get out for a while and stretch my legs. Of course I ran into a few vamps, dusted them...it took longer then I would've liked it to, due to the whole me being a little out of it, but I got the job done.

Little Bit's up in her room, Buffy's around somewhere...and that means....back to the basement with my good friend handcuff & chain. ::He smirked and shook his head::..

Ah well...need me, you know where I'll be all night.

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[11 Feb 2003|08:19am]
[ mood | guilty ]
[ music | lucky - bif naked ]

I haven't been around much, as you've probably noticed.

I'm sorry, to Willow especially.. for my MIA ways.

But hey, here I am, back and ready for action. [in more ways than one ;)]

Oh and hey Willow... you know where to find me if you still want that chat.

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A little run-down of tonight's events... [11 Feb 2003|09:56pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]
[ music | I Touch Myself / the Divinyls ]

So, as everyone (may) know -- I went on a date tonight. With Principal Wood.

At first I thought he was evil or an agent for the first or something like that. Then when we get attacked by a group of vampires, leading me to think the son of a bitch set me up. But surprisingly, he didn't. He actually helped slay them. Which seemed kind of weird at first because I didn't know he knew who I was. Which he did. Before he even came to Sunnydale. Which is why he hired me. *she made a face* And not for my counselling skills... It turns out his mother was also a Slayer. She was killed when he was younger, it must have been hard. It was weird, having someone that knew I was the Slayer, who's mother was also a Slayer. But anyway, Spike came -- something had happened and they needed me. So...and I'll use his first name -- Robin, Spike, and I we went to go stop the impending apocolyptic evil that was brewing in the school basement.

Then we -- Spike and I return home, after *not using the principal's name this time* Principal Wood dropped us off. Giles...he went into this..semi-rant about how -- we need to get serious, not worry about dating and how the flash cards he had made for the Vietnamese SiT were true, that they were happening and that people could die, that we could die. So that got everyone into one of those moods.

Later, I'm sitting on the couch alone -- Spike comes in and tells me how the First talked to Andrew, and said about using him (Spike) that it wasn't his time yet. Meaning it would use him...sometime later. He told me he should leave again, get out of town before it did decide to use him again. *she looked down for a moment and bit her lip lightly* I told him not to. That I wasn't ready for him to not be around. I-I know that everyone...thinks that, my feelings or emotions are clouding my judgement...but they aren't. And I'd wish everyone would stop thinking that. *she thought to herself: "Or maybe they are, but I'm too much of a chicken or coward or hell even a bitch to admit it.."* So anyway, the house is finally quiet again. Well except for the poor Vietnamese SiT's crying up in the bathroom and the remaining SiT's in the kitchen looking for something to eat. Andrew is messing around with his little Star Wars figurines. *she shook her head a bit, a small disgusted look on her face* And -- I also think Dawn is in the basement either bugging Spike or talking to him or something. Will is...not-so-secretly with Kennedy doing god know's what and Anya and Giles are upstairs trying to get the Viatnemese SiT out of the bathroom. Did anyone happen to catch her name? Because I sure as hell don't know it... -- so this leaves me alone in the living room, typing on this thing and trying to find something non-Valentine's Day-ish to watch on the TV. What a night... and look I filled this little box up. So I'll stop now *she said with a small smirk*

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TONIGHT [11 Feb 2003|11:11pm]
[ mood | cranky ]

What is the deal? Me....women.....not good together. Just to clear up anything anybody was talking about - NOT GAY! It was just a mental break-down okay? Relationships with me is not good lately ya know? Buffy. Thank you though. Always coming and saving my big ass from something evil.

Xander...poor choice in a girl, should've stayed with Dawn, atleast she wouldn't try to kill you.. You don't know that Spike. She is amazing though, I know but it's better now. Care to share about your feelings, no need to tell the story, we all heard it from someone down the line.....::coughs 'BUFFY' loudly::

What's this I hear about Anya and her concern for me?....that's just weird. Ladies - once you get some from the Xan-Man you come back wanting more. "Once you pop the fun don't stop!" PRINGLES sound really yummy right now?

Giles' speech was right. Noone else thought it was good or meaning anything at all but he's right, (does that mean I'm old?) No more goofing around, funny coming from me but it's true. When we go out and try to think that the first isn't around, he is, or someone, something out there wants him and we try to forget about. So we go on a date(s). Next thing I knew I was being tied up and stabbed in the stomach. Not a fun night.

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[11 Feb 2003|11:34pm]
[ mood | lazy ]

.I...don't have much to say tonight. It's quiet..hope it stays that way for the rest of the night.

Xander...poor choice in a girl, should've stayed with Dawn, atleast she wouldn't try to kill you..

Principal Wood..::He sneered and looked down:: Don't like the guy, still don't..but there's something odd about him, something...I don't know..familiar, whatever it is...I'm sure I'll find out sooner or later.

Buffy....::rubbing the back of his neck slowly, he got quiet for a couple of minutes::..I won't leave again, I'll..stay here as long as you need me to, but when...and if the first starts up with its nonsense again, and it gets to be to dangerous, I'm not promising anything. I..lo--uh nevermind...

Me, basement, you know the deal...::waves a hand::..

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