Wow, so I just realized I haven't really checked this place out in ages. I've been pretty busy, kinda running two jobs right now.

There's probably a bunch of new people now, huh? I'm Finn, so, uh...hi.

Hey, is anyone here a teacher?

[ Honestly, Buffy had been about to call Finn. She'd dialed the number on her house phone and it'd rung once until suddenly she noticed the red string on her pinky and she hung up before anyone could answer, if anyone was going to at all, and grabbed ahold of the string, trying to bat it off.

Then trying to cut it off. Then when it starts tugging at her after she tries that, she grabs an actual weapon and starts to follow the string. Phone still in one hand of course, so she's able to call up the community to leave a voice post. How that works, whatever, it's the community it does what it wants it can be on a cordless phone. ]

Am I going to need a weapon if I follow this string?

[ Even if it... definitely, definitely doesn't feel like it. She can't help but go with her Slayer instincts as captured=bad. ]

{ OOC: RL open for Jay. }

[ The video starts with Buffy looking... well, frankly, hella surprised. Eyes wide, because the book just popped up with a screen and ohmygod it's recording her. ]

Ohmygod it just started--

[ Buffy looks around for someone else, since she'd gone into the back for a few minutes, but-- Oh, wait, what if this is all in her head? What if she's some kind of crazy person who sees stuff in books and the others are so going to think that Joan is a looney. So she just... shuts the book. Video off for all of two seconds until she opens it up again, making a little whining sound because it's definitely not gone. Okay, okay. Maybe the crazy book can help. Buffy runs off behind some bookshelves and starts whispering. ]

Okay, uh-- mirror mirror on the wall? Or, book. It looks like there are other people on this thing so, uh. Anyone... you know-- know who I am?

( Cut for video! )

[ And then about an hour later in comm time, Buffy comes back and it won't let her delete the video so she just adds a message to it. ]

Is there a virus? Going on right now? I mean, a kind that affects like... non-community people?

[ She really just wants it to be a virus instead of something from her world. That would mean she wouldn't have to deal with it. It's morning for her now because she kind of assumed that it was a virus until she kept thinking that viruses don't usually affect people not involved. It can't hurt to ask though, even if she's pretty sure she already knows the answer. ]

Hey everyone. Long time no talk? Sort of. I'm feeling a little better now. Got a demon to destroy the house so we get insurance money. Got and lost two jobs in one day and sucked at college. Denied for a loan even after I saved the guy from a demon. Not in that order. Halloween is in a week, which means I'm way off of everyone here. Most of you are in July.

[ Okay, need a question of the conversation-striking type. Otherwise more worrying and she's had enough of that. She'd be out patrolling, but it's not dark enough yet and everyone basically left her alone for the day. ]

How many people here are not in July?

( P.S. Anyone with a punching bag want to hang out for a while? Mine's in the pile of things I need to ask Xander to fix. )

( Warning: This post contains highly phobia-tastic content. Taphophobics and corpse-wary beware. )

{{OOC: Worldhops will work to Buffy's world, but you probably won't be able to find her since she gets out of there as soon as she's out of the ground. Also the entire town is on fire and being pillaged by demons on motorcycles. Any replies will come after a few days.}}

I need everyone's attention. Not just the people I know, not just the people I like. Everyone-- because this is important to everyone.

My name is Buffy Summers. In my world, I'm what's called a Slayer. I fight anything that you ever thought could be bumping under the bed. In my world, it's all real.

Right now I'm going up against a god. Her name is Glory, she's insane, from a Hell, and she's after something called the Key. Some months ago, a couple of monks turned the Key into a human being using my blood. That human being is my sister, Dawn. Glory has her right now and if she succeeds at using Dawn before I can save her, then the walls between every single world here are going to fall.

This community probably won't exist anymore. All of us will be in the same place. All of us, all of everyone who's ever been here, and all of everyone who's never been here. Hells, heavens, earths, wars, plague, space ships, all times-- everything. God knows how many people are going to die if I can't beat Glory and get my sister back.

I'm not asking for help; the community already cut that off from my world. I'm asking you to prepare yourselves. If I can't save Dawn-- if the only way to close that gate once it's opened is to kill her then every single one of you is going to have to learn to fight and learn to fight fast.

I'm not going to tell you not to panic, because I know that won't help. This is just your heads up. If the sky starts falling, I'm sorry.

I need help. I need someone to worldhop my sister and my friends out of here. I can't fight Glory off and she knows who the Key is and she's coming for us and I can't win.

So I need help. Please. I just need to get Dawn out of here.

{{ OOC NOTE: From this point onward, worldhops to Buffy's world will actually be cut off by the forces that be. Whoops. Canon move to Spiral. }}

Hey guys. Figured I'd check in.

So, things are.. you know, handle-able. Dawn tried to raise mom a couple of days after she died, but we stopped her, then I went on a weird.. spiritual quest thing for Slayers. Major hijinx ensued while I was gone, but it's kind of gross and I've got a more important question for you guys than anything about Buffy-edition life-sized Barbie sexbots.

The guide on my quest told me "Death is my gift." I've got a couple ideas about what it could mean, but none of them are good. Any idea?

I'd like to thank the community for not making my birthday even wiggier than it already was. Not that I'm complaining, but anyone know what's up with the lack of said wigginess? Or did it just take a vacation for the holidays?

I've gotta go knock on a whole lotta wood for saying that.

I think Buffy-ville just got invaded by the whale of bad days. Ahab would've been impressed.

Anyway, what that means for you guys? No more world hops to Sunnydale or anywhere in my world. I mean it, I can not risk any of you guys coming here right now. I want the people I like as far as possible from here until this is over.

That goes for everyone. If anyone's still in charge of that virus safehouse thing still? My world's off-limits as of yesterday.

{ ooc: Canon move to Checkpoint. }

[ Ohai a convent! AND THERE'S SOME KIND OF GUY WITH A SKIN CONDITION ATTACKING NUNS! Then Buffy shows up in a shiny pink shirt and beats the crap out of him. Punch left, right, left, kick, duck, punch, punch, ELBOWED IN FACE, backs up stumbling, guy comes after her with a flying kick, she ducks then shoves a stake in his chest. Guy turns to dust, then she quickly tosses the stake aside and looks over to a nun who fell on the ground. ]

Wh--what was that he looked like a- a demon.

Yeah, he did-- are you okay?

I think so.

Here... [ Buffy helps her up, sounding a little hopeful while she rambles and they walk. ] So... uhm... a-about being a nun, you know, um.. with the whole.. abjuring the company of men. You know, how's that working for you? The.. abjuring.

[ The nun looks... perplexed. ] Um. Good.

Yeah do you have to be like... super religious?

Well, uh--

How's the food?

[ The video feed cuts off. Buffy will reply in like an hour when she gets home. Expect minor hysteria on account of the lack of Riley. ]

[ Look, there's a Buffy sitting on her bed, leaning forward slightly with her hands folded. If anyone's really, really observant, they can see a couple of gauze bandages in her bedroom trash can in the corner. ]

Okay Ducks, pop quiz time.

I've gotten a whole lot of big no's on using magic to help my mom because magic and medicine are like oil and water in my world. There are a lot of different kinds of magic-using people here, so what are your guys magic rules for healing sick people? And I mean like seriously sick, not just minor flesh wounds.

[ There's a Buffy on screen, sitting on the floor of her room and dumping a red bag of stuff out on the ground. Incense, incense holders, matches-- oh and there's a jar of sand. Buffy looks up. ]

Thanks for coming over. I really appreciate the help. [ And her boyfriend, Riley Finn, kneels down across from her. ]

Sure thing. So what do I do?

[ Buffy hesitates for just a second, her eyes down for that brief moment, then looks up at him. ] Lots. Tons. Lots and lots of tons. [ A brief nod and a smile. ] This is all kinda--

New terrain?

All prayin', no slayin'. [ She lets out an audible breath, it's kind of obvious that she's nervous about something. Buffy looks down to the pile of items and points quickly to the pile. ] The incense needs to be ignited, and there's a job. And, uh, and this stuff needs to get poured around me in a circle, counter-clockwise.

So you need me to light incense and pour sand?

[ Buffy looks up at him with her eyes a little wider than normal. ] Magic incense a-and spooky sand? And the ritual itself is--

Something you do alone. [ Riley looks down for a second before looking back up at her. Buffy's trying her hardest to not look like a deer caught in headlights and failing pretty hard. ] You sure this isn't just your way of trying to make me feel less... what are the words? "Cute and weak and kittenish?"

Kitten-y.

Right. Much manlier.[ Riley stands up and heads over to sit on Buffy's bed now. Buffy's eyes follow him. ] Look, uhm... I really am okay.

I know.

And so I'm not quite Super Guy anymore. It was borrowed power anyway, I had to give it back sometime. [ Riley's tone makes it obvious that he's trying to shrug it off, but he looks down as he speaks and he visibly swallows at the end of his words. Buffy looks a little worried. ]

I know you can handle yourself. I just didn't want to see you get hurt. [ A little shrug. ]

Maybe instead of you trying to take care of me, we agree to take care of each other. Deal?

[ Buffy smiles and stands up. ] Done. [ Riley stands then and the two shake hands and Riley leans over to kiss her forehead. ] For luck.

[ Riley turns to leave, but Buffy doesn't let go of his hand and pulls him back. ] Hey! [ A coy smile. ] A girl needs more luck than that.

[ Then they kiss on the lips after a brief smile from Riley, who then turns to leave the room. ] Have a nice trip. [ Buffy shuts the door after him, then turns around to light incense and pour oddly colored red sand in a circle on the ground, then-- the video cuts out. ]



{ ooc: THIS COLOR IS RILEY. Non-colored dialogue is Buffy. Canon move to No Place Like Home. Replies ICly the next day and when she replies, if you look closely (replies only, not in the original post) you can see the remnants of an injury on her forehead above her left eye-- it kind of just looks like a weird scratch by now though. }

Thinking Giles is taking the phrase "bored to death" a little too far. Starting to wonder if I should start making bets on how long before disaster strikes.

[ There seem to be a lot of people here familiar with magic, so she's not going to really hold back on this too much. ]

Giles bought the nearby magic shop. I guess it'll be a nice place for everyone to hang out. Definitely roomy. Anyway, question for the masses: Ever gotten so bored you did something completely impulsive or is it just a mid-life crisis thing?

{OOC: Canon movin' yay.}