Obligatory app post

Dec 15, 2007 22:23

Character: William the Bloody a.k.a. Spike
Series: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Character Age: Somewhere between 120-140 (lol buffyverse) Appears to be in his late 20s.
Job: Morale Booster.
Canon: In every generation, there is a chosen one. A teenage girl whose sacred duty is to fight against vampires, werewolves and demons. This girl is Buffy, and Spike is one of the vampires she's meant to fight.

William was once a sweet, young man who enjoyed poetry, looked after his mum and crushed on the lovely rich girl. This lasted until a crazy vampire named Drusilla was allowed to get a new toy and William became Spike.

Spike is bad, he likes to be bad and he makes no apologies nor feels any remorse about it. Vampires are, in his view, a step up in the food chain. He will never say no to a good fight and, in fact, gets restless if he doesn't get a nice dose of violence once in a while. He is sarcastic, cocky, arrogant, loud and very annoying when he wants to be. It doesn't help that he's good at reading people and isn't above rubbing it in. Despite all these traits, he is, in his own words, love's bitch. He will do anything to be with the girl he loves, including tracking her down, chaining her up and torturing her until she loves him again. Or, you know, being tied up and tortured. Either works.

(Note: This is pre-season 4 Spike. Meaning he is still chip-free and... virile)

Sample app:

Bollocks! Now it's stuck in the swamp. Vaguely reminiscent of that movie with the dying horse and the crying kid, what was his name? Atreyu? 'cept my car is much better than a bloody horse... OH COME ON! You know what this place is missing? A sign. A nice, big "Welcome to Camp Fuck You Die" sign. It'd give it a warm, homey feel, you know? AND. I wouldn't be stuck in a swamp if I'd had a sign to run over.

Right then, let me tell you a story. Once upon a time I was a badass vampire-- wait, I still am! So, I was travelling the world, looking for my girlfriend, I miss her so, never met anyone else who could dance, kill, and sing like her. Anyway, I'm travelling, right? And then I come across this demon; very ugly and very big, not the sort of bloke you play kitten poker with. And he tells me I've been chosen by the Queen of Darkness. Come on, I don't want to be chosen. What kind of wanker wants to be chosen? I've had enough Chosen Ones to last a few lifetimes. And it ain't like I couldn't have taken him on, either but he goes and makes an offer. You know? The kind you can't refuse. So, I tell myself "Spike, it doesn't sound so bad; three meals a day, good fights, HBO, getting Dru back." I'm not picky, you know? So I take my car, drive up and get STUCK IN A SWAMP. Talk about fake advertisement. Either way, a deal with a demon is a deal with a demon. Better get this over with, eh folks?

Hmm... let's get the ball rollin' so to speak. Am sure we can work with what we have. First, I need a few volunteers. No harm'll come to you, scout's honour; I want my car out of that swamp and washed up. The windows need a touch up, there's a can of black paint and a brush in the trunk. Wouldn't want me to catch fire before I start workin' now, would we?

Name's Spike. I'm now in charge of the morale 'round here. In charge... I love it! "Spike: Morale counsellor" Heh. Has a nice ring to it. Oh, by the way, I eat people. BUT, I'm a nice, forgiving bloke; I won't eat you if you look happy, how's that sound? SO Perk up, children, make a circle. Sing a song! Make ole' Spikey proud of you. The jolly ones get to live another day.

Just so you know, I'm feeling a tad peckish.

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