At least I'm going home. (Chosen RPG)
Finally! Okay, I don't know how long I've been here in earth-time, but for me? Too long! And I'm going home!
Sort of.
The Powers called me up. Apparently there's some big bad about to go down in LA. So they're sending me there. As a sort of ghost-ish thing. Right. I'm not the happiest about not being corporeal, but I can deal. They gave me tips and tricks on how to at least touch things, you know, so at least I can update my LJ. Go me. And the PTB mentioned something about sending Cordelia back. She's on a redemption trip as well. But considering that she didn't go as evil as I (Hey, I was a demon for hundreds of years! The stuff I did then was SO not my fault!), she gets to go back all human and stuff.
So. To sum up. I'm going back to California. As a ghost, spirit, incorporeal manifestation, whatever. Cordelia Chase is going back to California, Los Angeles, same place as me. She gets to be human and help some other chick out. Not clear on exactly what she's doing. But I'm supposed to help her, and help Angel and crew. Uh, how? See, because ghosts, they can't do much. Except, you know, not get killed, which, in retrospect, would have been pretty helpful back at Sunnydale's Last Stand. I wouldn't be in this position at all then! But I'd still be a ghost, and that would suck, and....I digress.
Where was I? Right. Going to LA. Yeah, the vibes we're getting up here, things are pretty close to exploding in the so-called City of Angels. So, I'm off to help. Right. About all I can do is chant a few spells, maybe hold a book, throw a stake, and provided much-needed comic relief via sarcastic comments.
You know what else sucks? Ghosts can't make money. And they can't have sex. Damn. Maybe I'll figure out some way to speed this redemption thing up. Ooh, maybe I can tell the Powers about that nasty demon sniffing around up here! Sucking up can't hurt!
Sort of.
The Powers called me up. Apparently there's some big bad about to go down in LA. So they're sending me there. As a sort of ghost-ish thing. Right. I'm not the happiest about not being corporeal, but I can deal. They gave me tips and tricks on how to at least touch things, you know, so at least I can update my LJ. Go me. And the PTB mentioned something about sending Cordelia back. She's on a redemption trip as well. But considering that she didn't go as evil as I (Hey, I was a demon for hundreds of years! The stuff I did then was SO not my fault!), she gets to go back all human and stuff.
So. To sum up. I'm going back to California. As a ghost, spirit, incorporeal manifestation, whatever. Cordelia Chase is going back to California, Los Angeles, same place as me. She gets to be human and help some other chick out. Not clear on exactly what she's doing. But I'm supposed to help her, and help Angel and crew. Uh, how? See, because ghosts, they can't do much. Except, you know, not get killed, which, in retrospect, would have been pretty helpful back at Sunnydale's Last Stand. I wouldn't be in this position at all then! But I'd still be a ghost, and that would suck, and....I digress.
Where was I? Right. Going to LA. Yeah, the vibes we're getting up here, things are pretty close to exploding in the so-called City of Angels. So, I'm off to help. Right. About all I can do is chant a few spells, maybe hold a book, throw a stake, and provided much-needed comic relief via sarcastic comments.
You know what else sucks? Ghosts can't make money. And they can't have sex. Damn. Maybe I'll figure out some way to speed this redemption thing up. Ooh, maybe I can tell the Powers about that nasty demon sniffing around up here! Sucking up can't hurt!