Kind of a Charmed/Buffy blog, kind of everything else.Hayley 26 Australia
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btvs | beer bad Giles, don’t make cave-slayer unhappy.
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btvs | fear itself We were supposed to meet at this house, and I got there and there was no door where a door should be. And then I see this girl standing in a window, and then poof! She’s gone.
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btvs | the harsh light of day Innit a fantastic day? Birds singing, squirrels making lots of rotton little squirrels. Sun beaming down in a nice, non-fatal way. It’s very exciting. I can’t wait to see if I freckle.
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btvs | living conditions She irons her jeans, she’s evil!
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btvs | the freshman When you look back at this in the three seconds it’ll take you to turn to dust, I think you’ll find the mistake was touching my stuff.
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btvs | graduation day part two Congratulations to the class of 1999. You all proved more or less adequate. This is a time of celebration, so sit still and be quiet.
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btvs | graduation day part one Orders? I don’t think I’m gonna be taking any more orders. Not from you. Not from them - You can’t turn your back on the Council. - They’re in England. I don’t think they can tell which way my back is facing.
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btvs | the prom We’re not good friends. Most of us never found the time to get to know you, but that doesn’t mean we haven’t noticed you. We don’t talk about it much, but it’s no secret that Sunnydale High isn’t really like other high schools. A lot of weird stuff happens here… But whenever there was a problem or something creepy happened, you seemed to show up and stop it. Most of the people here have been saved by you or helped by you at one time or another. We’re proud to say that the class of ‘99 has the lowest mortality rate of any graduating class in Sunnydale history, and we know at least part of that is because of you. So the senior class offers its thanks and gives you this. It’s from all of us, and it has written here, “Buffy Summers, Class Protector”.
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btvs | choices The other night, y'know being captured and all, facing off with Faith… Things just - kinda got clear. I mean, you’ve been fighting evil here for three years and I’ve helped some. And now we’re supposed to decide what we want to do with our lives. And I just realized that’s what I want to do. Fight evil, help people. I mean, I think it’s worth doing. And I don’t think you do it because you have to. It’s a good fight, Buffy, and I want in.
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btvs | earshot I am my thoughts. If they exist in her, Buffy contains everything that is me, and she becomes me. I cease to exist.
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btvs | enemies No one can stop the Ascension. Mayor’s got it wired, B. He built this town for demons to feed on, and come graduation day, he’s gettin’ paid.
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btvs | doppelgangland It’s horrible. That’s me as a vampire? I’m so evil, and skanky… and I think I’m kinda gay.
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btvs | consequences You and me, Faith, we’re a lot alike. Time was, I thought humans existed just to hurt each other. But then I came here. And I found out that there are other types of people. People who genuinely wanted to do right. And they make mistakes. And they fall down. You know, but they keep caring. Keep trying. If you can trust us, Faith, this can all change. You don’t have to disappear into the darkness.
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btvs | bad girls Hey slaying is what we’re built for. If you’re not enjoying it, you’re doing something wrong.
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btvs | the zeppo Xander, you’re the-the ‘useless’ part of the group. You’re the Zeppo. 'Cool.’ Look it up. It’s something that a sub-literate that’s repeated twelfth grade three times has, and you don’t.
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btvs | helpless If I was at full Slayer power, I’d be punning right about now.
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btvs | gingerbread This is not a good town. How many of us have lost someone who just disappeared… or got skinned or suffered ‘neck rupture’? And how many of us have been too afraid to speak out? I was supposed to lead us in a moment of silence, but, silence is this town’s disease. For too long we’ve been plagued by unnatural evils. This isn’t our town anymore. It belongs to the monsters, and the witches and the slayers.
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