whattingawhat: (She'll kill you with a smile)
[There's a tiny, unassuming blonde fighting for her life. She's got a gash above her eyebrow that looks hours old. A heavy fist catches her under the jaw and she stumbles back, her head hitting a tree. She goes still, tension leaving her body. Her opponent advances, a knife in his hand. The blade comes toward her throat, the man leaning over her body. Buffy's eyes fly open and she grabs the man's shirt, shooting her knee up into his gut]

Boys. You just can't resist a fall and faint.

[There's an audible crunch when she slams his hand hard into the ground, rolls to her feet while simultaneously forcing him to his back. The sharp heel of her boot digs into his throat.]

My bad. I thought I could try the whole damsel in distress thing. Turns out I still suck at it.

[She removes her heel only to kick him hard enough in the temple that he goes unconscious.]

It's like Homecoming all over again.

[Private]

Dawnie, you okay?

[ooc: Sponsors, fighters and viewers at home all welcome. I am actually okay with killing her provided a character actually can kill her. She's killed goddesses, ancient vampires and the first evil. Girl doesn't go down easy. writer@allengames.com if you've got questions or want to arrange something]
whattingawhat: (She'll kill you with a smile)
Slaying for Dummies

1. Wear a cross
2. Carry a bottle of holy water
3. Do not, I repeat do not carry a stake. Shoving a sharp piece of wood through someone's rib cage and piercing the heart is a lot harder than it looks.
4. Don't go out in dark alleys or graveyards alone.
5. If their fashion sense is a decade or more behind chances are, it's a vampire. Don't go home with them.
6. Put me on speed dial.
7. No really, put me on speed dial.
8. When in doubt, call me.

Edited Afterwards to include:

9. See this vampire? He's Spike. Don't stake him.
whattingawhat: (Contemplation)
Mythology...anyone ever think about addressing the whole regret issue? Consideration. It deserves some.

Euphemia...I think There's a gift certificate for you at Akindo. You can buy new underwear. I'm tossing yours because I figured...no one wants to wear things that someone stole. It's creepy and wrong and I would know sort of personally. I'm really sorry for being a creeper. I'm not usually. Cross my heart.

Apples...the ones I stole from the grocery...I'll be by to pay for those.

Also...the Lion...I--the lion. I feel like I should say I'm sorry? I mean...he's a lion right? It could have been worse. It could have been a person and I thought there was a person there but there wasn't. I mean I was being all save-girl.

...Now I'm going to go brood. With chocolate.
whattingawhat: (Oops)
[Buffy is clearly at the gym. She has her hands wrapped and she is taking out her frustration on the punching bag. Her breath is coming in little puffs and there's a sheen of sweat on her skin so she's been at this for a while now]

I [punch]

should [punch]

have [punch]

known [punch]

he's [punch]

a jerk [very hard punch that makes the bag swing perilously on its chain]

way [steady the bag and punch]

too [punch]

pretty [punch]

not [punch]

to be [punch]

[She rests a moment, contemplating the camera.]

Plus. My luck. Not the greatest romantically if you know what I mean.

[and then a flurry of kicks that yes...yes that would be Buffy killing the punching bag. It swings wildly on it's chain then snaps and hits the floor with a thud]

Oops
whattingawhat: (The hard way or the hard way)
[The video camara flickers on. At first it's just a waist level shot. There's a slayer clad in jeans tucked into a pair of camel colored knee high boots. After a moment the camera angle changes as Buffy sets the camera off to the side. She's rocking the flow-ey, wavey, movie star hair. She's standing at the outer barrier of the clock looking up at it and there's someone beside her. A little study shows that it's [livejournal.com profile] a_bad_guy. Buffy tilts her head and tosses the scythe up lightly in the air then catches it.]

So there's Plan A or Plan B. Plan A is---really there's just plan B. We hit it really hard until it breaks.

[ooc:Action is locked to Eliot. Buffy set her device down behind her and didn't realize it was on so the entire interaction with Eliot and the clock will be broadcast. All replies will come from post-trying-to-kill-the-clock. This has been run by mods]

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