deep_red_bells: ([Slayer] Weapon)
If you are special in some way, (vampire, werewolf, psychic, et cetera), how would you react if you woke up one morning stripped of your power?


There’s only two ways that would happen:

1) Those stupid coven of Japanese goth-wannbe vamps got hold of the Scythe again, in which case, the world is supremely fucked, or 2) someone slipped me that lovely combination of drugs that Watchers used to give Slayers for their Cruciamentum.

And I would react by freaking the hell out. I might not always love my abilities, but I know what's out there. The world's full of monsters, and that I'm built to fight them and that I can protect myself and the people I love from them? Yeah, that's how I sleep at night, people.

So, yeah, it's safe to say, I would not be happy.

nnnnnnngh

Jan. 9th, 2009 12:23 pm
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] Tired)
I so remember now why I hated slaying here. WHERE DO ALL THE FRIGGIN DEMONS COME FROM?!!

I dropped my toast. Why does toast always land butter side down?

I'm tired. 

I need coffee.

And God help me, these are not words I ever EVER thought I'd say, but New York, I miss it.
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] *Sigh*)
There is freezing rain outside. Because God hates me.

I do not want to patrol in that.

Tired Slayer is tired. And hates the cold.
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] So very pissed)

It's because of idiots like this that I get called a genocidal maniac.

Fucking...UGH.


deep_red_bells: ([Slayer] Chosen)


So, all of my friends outside of the grand world of Slayer-and-Watcherdom: indulge my insanity for a moment and assure me that you all know better than to invite a stranger into your home. Because vampires can't come in unless they're invited.

Really, just ease my mind here, okay?

deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Pain)
I hate nightmares.





I really, really hate nightmares.

Buffy...

Jun. 12th, 2008 09:45 am
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Defeated)

We lost a slayer last night. Her name was Jessica Friedman. She was seventeen. I think her parents live in New York. Just thought, maybe you'd want to know.

I'm going back to bed now.

Oh God.

May. 27th, 2008 08:55 am
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Terrified)
...I'm pretty sure I had my first prophecy dream.

Um, Buffy?

Apr. 20th, 2008 03:41 pm
deep_red_bells: (OMG!!)
I have no clue if they have a wooden heel or not, but I think I have to have these. Holy mother of God.

ETA: Oh God, they come in white. Nnngh. I may also need these.
deep_red_bells: (Chin in hand unsmiling)
--Milk (3 gallons of 2% and 3 skim, that soy silk crap for the little brunette with braces)
--Cereal (Corn Pops, the chocolate Rice Krispies, Lucky Charms, Peanut Butter Crunch and that gross bran flakes and raisin stuff that Ethan's so fond of--and I'm leaving something out, can't remember what, damnit)
--Sugar
--Coffee
--Tea
--Sodas (Dr. Pepper, Coke, Sprite, Fresca and Mello Yellow)
--Chocolate syrup
--Reddi-wip
--Vanilla ice cream
--Maraschino cherries
--Honey roasted cashews
--Butter
--Bread
--Bottled water
--Frozen pizzas (they cook those damned things to torment me)
--Fruit (apples, pears, bananas, strawberries, blueberries, nectarines, plums, tangerines)
--Lettuce
--Cucumbers
--Tomatoes (argh)
--Several of just about anything with 'Chef Boyardee' on the label.
--Orange juice
--Grape juice
--Did I say sugar?
--Cupcakes
--The biggest Snicker's bar in existence for my nerves
--Popsicles
--Tortilla chips
--Cheese
--Pringles
--Mac and cheese
--What am I leaving out?
--Furthermore how did I get stuck with this job?

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