[Spike knows it's a flood, and he's not particularly happy about it. Still, so far he doesn't seem to be affected, as far as he can tell. He's sitting on his bed, smoking, and not looking at the camera, though he knows it's on.]

A flood again? That's bloody brilliant, mates.
What's this one, then? Not musical, thank God.
Guess I'll just watch and see when it abates.

[He glances over at the camera.]

Have people noticed anything that's odd?
The Barge can get so hellishly insane.
With floods and ports, and strange dimensions, right?
The Admiral must like how we curse his name.
How long till he drives vamps with souls to bite?

[He shakes his head, smiling a bit.]

Don't be alarmed, I'm nowhere near that place.
But who can know what horrors next we face?



[ooc: Spike's power, which he cannot turn off, is to speak in perfect iambic pentameter. He shall be answering in rhyming couplets, sonnets, quatrains, whatever I feel like. Also, he hasn't noticed anything amiss himself.]
[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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