Nov. 24th, 2014

Sunday 23rd November

Nov. 24th, 2014 01:08 am
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ANGEL: You're an idiot, Spike.
SPIKE: You think? Huh, because I'm not the one chained to the ceiling with hot pokers in my side.
ANGEL: You hired a vampire. What do you think he is going to do with the rings when he finds it, huh? Hand it over to you?
SPIKE: Good Lord, why didn't I think of...? Oh, half a mo', I did. I hired a guy who doesn't care about the ring, or anything else on God's green earth except taking blokes apart one piece at a time. It's called addiction, Angel. We all have them. I believe yours is named 'Slutty the vampire slayer.' (The music ends and Spike breathes a sigh of relief) Thank you. Speaking of little Buff, I ran into her recently. Your name didn't come up. Although she has been awful busy jumping the bones of the very first lunk-head who came along. Good-looking fellow. Used her shamelessly. She is *cute* when she is hurtin', isn't she?
ANGEL: I think she's cuter when she's kicking your ass.
(Marcus starts the LP over and Spike sighs.)
SPIKE: I think I will go get a bit of fresh air, leave you two kids to it. (Marcus sticks another hot poker through Angel's thigh, who lets out a short scream) Now THAT'S music.

~~In The Dark~~




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Sunday 23rd November

Nov. 24th, 2014 01:09 am
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ANGEL: You're an idiot, Spike.
SPIKE: You think? Huh, because I'm not the one chained to the ceiling with hot pokers in my side.
ANGEL: You hired a vampire. What do you think he is going to do with the rings when he finds it, huh? Hand it over to you?
SPIKE: Good Lord, why didn't I think of...? Oh, half a mo', I did. I hired a guy who doesn't care about the ring, or anything else on God's green earth except taking blokes apart one piece at a time. It's called addiction, Angel. We all have them. I believe yours is named 'Slutty the vampire slayer.' (The music ends and Spike breathes a sigh of relief) Thank you. Speaking of little Buff, I ran into her recently. Your name didn't come up. Although she has been awful busy jumping the bones of the very first lunk-head who came along. Good-looking fellow. Used her shamelessly. She is *cute* when she is hurtin', isn't she?
ANGEL: I think she's cuter when she's kicking your ass.
(Marcus starts the LP over and Spike sighs.)
SPIKE: I think I will go get a bit of fresh air, leave you two kids to it. (Marcus sticks another hot poker through Angel's thigh, who lets out a short scream) Now THAT'S music.

~~In The Dark~~




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Monday Nov 24th 2014

Nov. 24th, 2014 05:57 pm
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DRUSILLA: Come back with me.
SPIKE: To Los Angeles? I've done the whole L.A. scene, Dru. Didn't agree with me. Besides, I've got a sweet little setup here in Sunny-D. Decent digs... not to mention all the tasty townies I can eat.
DRUSILLA: Naughty! Shh. You needn't make up stories. I already know why you're not coming. Poor boy. Tin soldiers put funny little knick-knacks in your brain. Can't hunt! Can't hurt! Can't kill! You've got a chip.
SPIKE: Right, so you've heard. Poor Spike's become a cautionary tale for vampires, right? "You better be good, kiddies, or else they might wire you up someday!"
DRUSILLA: I don't believe in science. All those bits and molecules no one's ever seen. I trust eyes and heart alone. And do you know what mine is singing out right now?
DRUSILLA: You're a killer. Born to slash ... and bash ... and... oh, bleed like beautiful poetry. No little tinker-toy could ever stop you from flowing.
SPIKE: (whispers) Yeah.
DRUSILLA: Ohh.
SPIKE: But the pain ... love, you don't understand, it's ... it's searing. It's, um, blinding. DRUSILLA: All in your head. I can see it. Little bit of ... plastic, spiderwebbing out nasty blue shocks. And every one is a lie. Electricity lies, Spike. It tells you you're not a bad dog, but you are.

~~Crush~~




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Monday Nov 24th 2014

Nov. 24th, 2014 05:58 pm
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DRUSILLA: Come back with me.
SPIKE: To Los Angeles? I've done the whole L.A. scene, Dru. Didn't agree with me. Besides, I've got a sweet little setup here in Sunny-D. Decent digs... not to mention all the tasty townies I can eat.
DRUSILLA: Naughty! Shh. You needn't make up stories. I already know why you're not coming. Poor boy. Tin soldiers put funny little knick-knacks in your brain. Can't hunt! Can't hurt! Can't kill! You've got a chip.
SPIKE: Right, so you've heard. Poor Spike's become a cautionary tale for vampires, right? "You better be good, kiddies, or else they might wire you up someday!"
DRUSILLA: I don't believe in science. All those bits and molecules no one's ever seen. I trust eyes and heart alone. And do you know what mine is singing out right now?
DRUSILLA: You're a killer. Born to slash ... and bash ... and... oh, bleed like beautiful poetry. No little tinker-toy could ever stop you from flowing.
SPIKE: (whispers) Yeah.
DRUSILLA: Ohh.
SPIKE: But the pain ... love, you don't understand, it's ... it's searing. It's, um, blinding. DRUSILLA: All in your head. I can see it. Little bit of ... plastic, spiderwebbing out nasty blue shocks. And every one is a lie. Electricity lies, Spike. It tells you you're not a bad dog, but you are.

~~Crush~~




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