XXXIV -- video;

[breakmychest]

The Admiral's run out of ideas if he's doing this one again. We've already played this song, and if I end up dealing with undead copies of my friends again, I'll... well, I don't rightly know, but at least this time I know the real one's all right.

[Take that, undead Buffy.]

Still not clear how this whole deal's supposed to work. Did we just hit a dimension with really good reception?

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[damselonlynot.livejournal.com]

Ew. You have dead friends? That's so icky. And... sad. I guess.

[bigbad]

[He just gives her a look. Because seriously, Buffy, you should know better.]

Yeah, and I'm one of your dead friends, pet.

[damselonlynot.livejournal.com]

Oh, wow, no you are not. My friends are not nearly as tacky as you. Well, maybe Shaggy. But at least Shaggy wears colors. Black? So drab.

[bigbad]

Shaggy? Can't say I remember anyone in the Scooby gang going by that moniker. Unless Oz had some nicknames I didn't know.

...did I do something to piss you off?

[brainbadtouch.livejournal.com]

Oh, please. You always were the whiniest little vampire. Life is just so rough for the undead, isn't it? Well, I mean... especially with me. I like to make things a little rougher. If you hadn't noticed, blondie.

[bigbad]

[....you are not the person he wanted to see here.]

I've been through rougher.

[brainbadtouch.livejournal.com]

Oh, sweetie. I know. I was there. And it was fun! We should make another play date sometime.

[bigbad]

I'm saying I've been through rougher than what I went through with you, pet. And that's not even including the time I had to room with Harris.

[It's fun to taunt the hell god when she's either not here or probably depowered.]

[audio]

[not-monosexual.livejournal.com]

[The voice has a nasal twang despite being lowered a bit into almost a growl.]

You'd better not be talking about Admiral Naismith.

[audio]

[bigbad]

Seeing as I've got no clue who that is? Not as far as I know.

[audio]

[not-monosexual.livejournal.com]

So you mean another Admiral?

[audio]

[bigbad]

Unless less your Admiral Nasal or whatever you said runs a giant prison ship, then yeah.

[hellgoatzen.livejournal.com]

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[bigbad]

[...just...what.]

[hellgoatzen.livejournal.com]

Baaaaaa.

[cuddlyvamp.livejournal.com]

What whole deal? Spike, what's going on? And who's the Admiral? [Excuse him if he sounds suspicious.]

:DDD

[bigbad]

...Angel?

[Oh, the lovely mixed feelings. But it's more or less good to see him.]

Let's focus on the most important question here, which is did you figure out how to work a cellphone?

Haha, I caved. Under VERY little pressure.

[cuddlyvamp.livejournal.com]

Spike. [His difficulties with technology need not be talked about right now.] Where are you? And what are you talking about? Undead friends, other dimensions... They don't sound like good things.

I appreciate it!

[bigbad]

Transdimensional space barge. Look, as it happens, I do know what I'm doing.

[1053point106xf.livejournal.com]

Other dimensions? What's going on, Spike?

[bigbad]

...Fred? That you, love?

[1053point106xf.livejournal.com]

Of course it's me. Is everything okay?

[kelthuzad]

I would prefer them to the live copies, myself.

[And then a nice dramatic cackle, in case you were wondering if he was evil. :|]

[bigbad]

Yeah, wouldn't we all? [And then just a look because you sound kinda insane.]

[kelthuzad]

[BLISSFULLY UNAWARE. It's fun to be a cliche villain.]

The living are fragile and... emotional.