[XIV] Xion (
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lucetilogs2011-01-24 11:16 am
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y'all know what this is for....
Who: EVERYONE
What: SHENANIGANS
When: ANY OLD TIME (between Jan 24 and Jan 30 anyhoot)
Where: EVERYWHERE
Summary: Everyone becomes that which they love, covet, adore, or otherwise desire, and it ends exceptionally well for every single person involved. Hooray!
Rating: Who even knows. Anywhere from G to R, I would suppose.
No cut for this -- this is a MASS INTERACTION POST for the You Are What You Love event! For those of you who don't want to have to post up actual entries in your characters' journals (though you are of course still free to do that), this is the place to be all week if you just want to toss out random shenanigans! (Or more serious shenanigans. Or whatever brand of shenanigans you prefer, really.) There's no real need to state your date/location in the subject line of your tag, but you may feel free to do so!
Please threadjack like bosses, and above all, have fun! ♥
What: SHENANIGANS
When: ANY OLD TIME (between Jan 24 and Jan 30 anyhoot)
Where: EVERYWHERE
Summary: Everyone becomes that which they love, covet, adore, or otherwise desire, and it ends exceptionally well for every single person involved. Hooray!
Rating: Who even knows. Anywhere from G to R, I would suppose.
No cut for this -- this is a MASS INTERACTION POST for the You Are What You Love event! For those of you who don't want to have to post up actual entries in your characters' journals (though you are of course still free to do that), this is the place to be all week if you just want to toss out random shenanigans! (Or more serious shenanigans. Or whatever brand of shenanigans you prefer, really.) There's no real need to state your date/location in the subject line of your tag, but you may feel free to do so!
Please threadjack like bosses, and above all, have fun! ♥
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[ her shoulder and leg ache and the blood is spreading. she looks a mess. but her footing is solidifying. adrenaline drowns out the pain and she is plunged into the core of what being a slayer entails. juggernauting the hell out of a fight. ] Just because I don't like guns doesn't mean I won't stoop to using one. Now, scram.
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[The words come out because she thinks. And she's smirking. Oh it probably looks so out of place on this body, but she takes a step forward towards Buffy. This body is so weak. Can you do it? Will you do it? She would. But will you, blondie?]
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