[Spike sits in front of the camera, scowling. He's wearing a black t-shirt with safety pins stuck into it and various silver rings, plus a silver chain around his neck. His hair is bleached as usual.]
This is bollocks, you know. The whole school deal. They're just trying to grind out little mindless automatons that'll be good little cogs in the machine of society. They don't care about us learning. Just grinding out our little quirks and independent thoughts until we fit in.
Bugger that. I may go to classes and play their little games, but I don't give a crap about society, and I'm plenty happy not fitting in.
Might do this place good to have a broken cog. Shake things up a bit.
[He lights a cigarette and leans back, putting his feet on the table.]
Not that they'd ever appreciate it. Too busy being scandalized by anything different.
Stupid, mindless gits.
[ooc: William "Spike" Pratt is a senior at Westerberg High. He's sort of a rebel/troublemaker type if you couldn't tell. Feel free to mock him!]
This is bollocks, you know. The whole school deal. They're just trying to grind out little mindless automatons that'll be good little cogs in the machine of society. They don't care about us learning. Just grinding out our little quirks and independent thoughts until we fit in.
Bugger that. I may go to classes and play their little games, but I don't give a crap about society, and I'm plenty happy not fitting in.
Might do this place good to have a broken cog. Shake things up a bit.
[He lights a cigarette and leans back, putting his feet on the table.]
Not that they'd ever appreciate it. Too busy being scandalized by anything different.
Stupid, mindless gits.
[ooc: William "Spike" Pratt is a senior at Westerberg High. He's sort of a rebel/troublemaker type if you couldn't tell. Feel free to mock him!]
[Spike stands outside Brooke's apartment building holding a six pack of beers.]
Brooke! I've got to tell you something!
[He pulls out one of the beers and holds it up.]
I'm completely and madly in love with you. I wanted you to know. I can't stop thinking of you. I'm just...
[He starts pacing, then cracks the beer open and starts pouring it into the streets.]
Look, I'm pouring a beer out for you! And this is bloody good beer! But I'm making it an offering to the Powers-That-Be so that it'll let me and you be together.
I love you, Brooke. Got no idea why, or when, or how it happened, but I'm completely in love with you.
[A pause.]
...I brought more beers for drinking, too.
Brooke! I've got to tell you something!
[He pulls out one of the beers and holds it up.]
I'm completely and madly in love with you. I wanted you to know. I can't stop thinking of you. I'm just...
[He starts pacing, then cracks the beer open and starts pouring it into the streets.]
Look, I'm pouring a beer out for you! And this is bloody good beer! But I'm making it an offering to the Powers-That-Be so that it'll let me and you be together.
I love you, Brooke. Got no idea why, or when, or how it happened, but I'm completely in love with you.
[A pause.]
...I brought more beers for drinking, too.
[There's the sound of someone shouting, then a rushing, airy sound.]
I've caught on fire four times today! What the bloody hell is this?
I've caught on fire four times today! What the bloody hell is this?
Or I could spar with someone. Any takers? Or people who want to come fight something else with me. I'm not picky.
less than 1 second ago from Echodevice
Rumor has it there are underground monsters. Or something.
about 1 minutes ago from Echodevice
Feeling the need for some violence.
about 3 minutes ago from Echodevice
II - [ voice ]
Jul. 26th, 2010 10:57 pm[A bit of muffled cursing, then:]
...who put a coin in my mouth? Why?
[A pause while Spike examines said coin.]
Next time, how about going with big bills instead? Pennies are sodding useless, just annoying.
...who put a coin in my mouth? Why?
[A pause while Spike examines said coin.]
Next time, how about going with big bills instead? Pennies are sodding useless, just annoying.
I - Intro [ video ]
Jul. 22nd, 2010 01:22 am[Spike swings his sword, only to pull up short when he realizes the demon he'd been fighting is no longer there.]
Teleporter, huh? Well, you've got to come out eventually. Less you're scared.
[He glares around, waiting for the demon to reappear. Nothing happens.]
You're really turning tail, then? Smart of you. I'm Spike, champion of the bloody people, and you don't stand a…
[He trails off and looks around. Wait, this isn't Los Angeles, and he can't smell Doyle anymore, and he had been right around the corner. Not only is the demon gone, the bar he'd been about to go visit has completely vanished, along with the lady he was trying to protect. He leans on his sword for a moment and frowns.]
Bugger. Where the hell am I?
Teleporter, huh? Well, you've got to come out eventually. Less you're scared.
[He glares around, waiting for the demon to reappear. Nothing happens.]
You're really turning tail, then? Smart of you. I'm Spike, champion of the bloody people, and you don't stand a…
[He trails off and looks around. Wait, this isn't Los Angeles, and he can't smell Doyle anymore, and he had been right around the corner. Not only is the demon gone, the bar he'd been about to go visit has completely vanished, along with the lady he was trying to protect. He leans on his sword for a moment and frowns.]
Bugger. Where the hell am I?
POLYCHROMATIC WHOO [OOC]
Jul. 21st, 2010 11:09 pmFrom hence forth, this journal will be used for
polychromatic mostly. All other posts will be locked and filtered. (Poly people who don't want to miss a moment of the awesome, comment here and I'll put you on the filter.) Non-Poly people who want to defriend me, now would be the time as I will take absolutely no offense if you don't want to stalk a journal for a game you're not in. Or don't. I'm cool with stalking.
...I'll also be revamping my tagging system, I think. I'm bored with this one.
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...I'll also be revamping my tagging system, I think. I'm bored with this one.