02. Start Up [A few hours into this and she's still confused, the garage is quiet, save for the sound of tools hitting objects and the floor. She finds herself looking around the garage for someone else, anyone else but can't find not a soul.] I feel like I'm supposed to put this back together.
[There's a car not far from where she is, a jeep, it's red and old, not ancient...just 1980's kinda jeep. Not something she would be interested in driving but she feels like it's hers. She walks over to it, placing her hand on the hood. It needs fixing but she has no idea how to fix a car.] Hello! Anyone here?
05. Long Way down [She goes further up and up on the rocks, jumping from one to the other; as she watches the moon pieces float about, something in her wants to pick them up and splice them back together but she knows there's no way how. She stops on one of the rocks, looking down and realizing something in her is trying to break free, her heart speeds up and the inner beast or monster or whatever it is, is whispering to her.
She takes a deep breath, wondering where Willow, Xander, Dawnie and the rest of her friends are. Is this a dream? It feels like a very surreal dream to her. She feels fangs extend between her teeth and gasps just a little.] What's inside me? There's no way... this reality can't be that cruel!
[But it is. It's very cruel. She ends up falling down into another rock, then ends up hitting each rock on the way down. Her body doesn't feel so good and she's trying to stand up on the last rock.
Then she starts transforming, it hurts to do so. Her whoe mouth feels like it's on fire. Her skin takes on a paler than usual pallor. She's hateful at the moment. Hateful of whatever brought her here, she hopes it dies bloody and broken and alone.]
06. Psychic Echoes [As she punches a fist through the last monster, its face bleeds everywhere and crumbles, it falls to the ground and she blinks as she suddenly hears thought after thought entering her head. Tons of thoughts, not million just about a couple dozen. She frowns a little, wondering where these thoughts are coming from.
She steps along the forested road, trying to figure out who she is hearing at the moment. It's someone she suspects isn't having a good day. Can you hear me? I'm... I'm here to help. That makes sense right? That she's here to help. Even if it's just an ear to listen.]
Buffy Summers | Buffy The Vampire Slayer
[A few hours into this and she's still confused, the garage is quiet, save for the sound of tools hitting objects and the floor. She finds herself looking around the garage for someone else, anyone else but can't find not a soul.] I feel like I'm supposed to put this back together.
[There's a car not far from where she is, a jeep, it's red and old, not ancient...just 1980's kinda jeep. Not something she would be interested in driving but she feels like it's hers. She walks over to it, placing her hand on the hood. It needs fixing but she has no idea how to fix a car.] Hello! Anyone here?
05. Long Way down
[She goes further up and up on the rocks, jumping from one to the other; as she watches the moon pieces float about, something in her wants to pick them up and splice them back together but she knows there's no way how. She stops on one of the rocks, looking down and realizing something in her is trying to break free, her heart speeds up and the inner beast or monster or whatever it is, is whispering to her.
She takes a deep breath, wondering where Willow, Xander, Dawnie and the rest of her friends are. Is this a dream? It feels like a very surreal dream to her. She feels fangs extend between her teeth and gasps just a little.] What's inside me? There's no way... this reality can't be that cruel!
[But it is. It's very cruel. She ends up falling down into another rock, then ends up hitting each rock on the way down. Her body doesn't feel so good and she's trying to stand up on the last rock.
Then she starts transforming, it hurts to do so. Her whoe mouth feels like it's on fire. Her skin takes on a paler than usual pallor. She's hateful at the moment. Hateful of whatever brought her here, she hopes it dies bloody and broken and alone.]
06. Psychic Echoes
[As she punches a fist through the last monster, its face bleeds everywhere and crumbles, it falls to the ground and she blinks as she suddenly hears thought after thought entering her head. Tons of thoughts, not million just about a couple dozen. She frowns a little, wondering where these thoughts are coming from.
She steps along the forested road, trying to figure out who she is hearing at the moment. It's someone she suspects isn't having a good day. Can you hear me? I'm... I'm here to help. That makes sense right? That she's here to help. Even if it's just an ear to listen.]