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whattingawhat) wrote2008-06-19 05:34 pm
whattingawhat) wrote2008-06-19 05:34 pm
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Your only crime is your an easy target [Open your brain and I'll destroy it]
If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky, that would be like the splendour of the Mighty One -- I am become Death, the shatterer of Worlds." - Bhagavad Gita
“If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky, that would be like the splendor of the Mighty One—I am become Death, the shatterer of Worlds.”
“Blah, blah, blah with a side of yadda, yadda,” Buffy rolled her eyes. She twirled the scythe in one hand as she listened to the puke yellow colored demon in front of her gesticulate about his world ending capabilities. “What is it with you guys talking so much? Seriously, check out a movie from the last couple of decades. It’s the villain’s universal downfall.”
The demon laughed and it resounded throughout him like a deep echo. “Are you insinuating, Little Girl, that you’re going to be my downfall?”
“Hello? Check your local media. Have you been in a cave for the last eleven years?” Buffy asked, head tilting and a bubblegum smile teasing at the corners of her lips. “I’m Buffy, the vampire slayer.”
“I’m not a vampire…Little Girl.”
Buffy rolled her eyes as her scythe flowed in an arc so fast, the demon never saw it coming. It bit into his side, snagging on his spine. Deep green blood boiled out and the slice in his torso started bubbling as his eyes widened.
“And I’m not a little girl,” Buffy told him, teeth gritted as she jerked the scythe through his spine and out his other side. The demon didn’t fall so much as it melted almost as dramatically as the wicked witch of the west.
She hung around, watching curiously as he melted away, leaving nothing except a yellow-green puddle of goo. Once it had stopped smoking and bubbling she shrugged and turned to walk out of the alley. “Guess that makes me shatterer of his world.”
“If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky, that would be like the splendor of the Mighty One—I am become Death, the shatterer of Worlds.”
“Blah, blah, blah with a side of yadda, yadda,” Buffy rolled her eyes. She twirled the scythe in one hand as she listened to the puke yellow colored demon in front of her gesticulate about his world ending capabilities. “What is it with you guys talking so much? Seriously, check out a movie from the last couple of decades. It’s the villain’s universal downfall.”
The demon laughed and it resounded throughout him like a deep echo. “Are you insinuating, Little Girl, that you’re going to be my downfall?”
“Hello? Check your local media. Have you been in a cave for the last eleven years?” Buffy asked, head tilting and a bubblegum smile teasing at the corners of her lips. “I’m Buffy, the vampire slayer.”
“I’m not a vampire…Little Girl.”
Buffy rolled her eyes as her scythe flowed in an arc so fast, the demon never saw it coming. It bit into his side, snagging on his spine. Deep green blood boiled out and the slice in his torso started bubbling as his eyes widened.
“And I’m not a little girl,” Buffy told him, teeth gritted as she jerked the scythe through his spine and out his other side. The demon didn’t fall so much as it melted almost as dramatically as the wicked witch of the west.
She hung around, watching curiously as he melted away, leaving nothing except a yellow-green puddle of goo. Once it had stopped smoking and bubbling she shrugged and turned to walk out of the alley. “Guess that makes me shatterer of his world.”