[Private to Hix]

I'm somethin's bitch, all right.

[Private to Brian]

[Here Brian, have some radio static. About 70 seconds worth, and then half a sig-]

[Private to Wichita]

Officially a worse warden than you. That's me.

[Private to Jack Harkness]

You free tonight? Scratch that-

[Private to Ruby]

Wanna kill another bear?

[Private to ( Read more... )

[Spike drops onto the deck, no different-looking than when he'd been here last, but he now has a long sword strapped to his back.

He's murmuring under his breath, business as usual.]

Went to Hell again... got dusted again... seen a lot've things I wasn't meant to see...Why'd I come back here again? --More importantly, anyone here recognize me ( Read more... )

[[ Spike is crunk, and has just been shot with a love!arrow. Whoever spams him first will be on the receiving end of his undead affection for the remainder of port // barring twu luv's kiss ]]

[a video crackles to life inside one very pink bar, white hair buried in leather grumbling lifelessly]

Do not...love..him. Don't even....miss.....him. [a ( Read more... )

Alright. How many of you have let Armand or another one of these fanged idiots feed from you?

Death isn't the only danger, you tossers.

Spicy Cheez-its are better than expected.

[shuffling can be heard as the tape turns on, a bit of an inhale as Spike seems to recognize the tape is on; and before you ask, yes, sparkles can be heard.]

Oy, Peaches, y'don't even have the common courtesy to pop in and say "'ello" to your favorite offspring?

Some Daddy you are. [the :c is palpable, let alone audible] When I- [tape cuts ( Read more... )