My inmate, Elphaba Thropp, needs a job, and she said some bloke called John Smith said there were openings with you lot. So can I confirm that that'll happen?
[Spike had not intended to dress up for Halloween. He snidely told anyone who asked that he'd be a vampire and that he didn't care at all about the holiday.

So much for that plan.

Spike stands in the bathroom clad in only a towel, smiling seductively.]


Hello, ladies.

Look at your man, now back to me. Now back at your man. Now back to me.

Sadly, he is not me, but if he stopped using lady scented body washes and switched to Old Spice...

[He lifts the bottle of Old Spice body wash and smiles.]

He could smell like me.

[He smiles, holding a monocle up to one eye.]

Monocle smile.



[ooc: Spike's been turned into the Old Spice Man. This is clearly not an excuse to use all the shirtless icons I have, that would be ridiculous.]
[Spike sits, staring at the camera. He drums his fingers against his leg before flashing a confident smirk.]

So, giant outer space prison barge. That's… not something I've been on before. But I've been worse places. Really, once you've spent some quality time in a hell dimension, other places aren't so bad.

[He gestures at himself, shifting forward in his seat.]

Name's Spike. I'm a Champion for the Powers that Be. Also a vampire. Second worst in recorded history, to be honest. And how I went from that to being a hero is a long and very exciting story. I'm happy to tell it to anyone who's interested.

[Or really, anyone willing to stay around long enough to hear it. He likes bragging. He grins sharply and stands up, swinging his arms restlessly.]

So, what do we do for fun around here?

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