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Current Games

newmetropolis: an exciting multi-fandom game.
twisting_fate: a recently revived game featuring TWO Taras - one from the past and one from the ( Read more... )

I'm in New Metropolis. The big, big city. Probably the largest place I've ever been, seeing how I grew up in the countryside. And ( Read more... )

After Willow’s phone call I had headed out to the Council’s garage. David stresses how much less extravagant the Council is these days; looking at the row of gleaming cars, I had to wonder what it was like before ( Read more... )

This was so strange. When I'd left, a year and a half ago now, I'd said I wouldn't come back to Sunnydale. And despite of my love for Dawn and the terrible way I'd missed Willow, I kept my promise. The last time I saw Dawn was six months ago, when she came to stay with me in Los Angeles. She told me, with a hopeful look on her face, that Willow was ( Read more... )

It had been a very strange and confusing evening, and by six am Willow and I were no closer to finding out what we could do about reversing the spell. Buffy - that is, human Buffy - had fallen asleep on our bed. Riley hovered over her protectively, whilst slayer Buffy - I guess I should get used to calling her "Anne", but it seems wrong somehow - ( Read more... )

Willow and I spent most of the afternoon and evening just lying together, our skin touching, our fingers and limbs tangled. I felt like my heart was going to burst. The joy I felt was painful because it was so great, and it stopped me speaking. I think both of us felt a little overwhelmed ( Read more... )

I ran from the dark man, the trees tangling at me, my arms pushing through the undergrowth. My skin was ripped and torn, my hair snagged on branches. The blue sweater I was wearing was stained with blood ( Read more... )

I tried to concentrate in my classes, but the thought of Donny's impending visit just made me anxious. Whatever he was doing here, it wasn't for any good, I was sure of that. My brother had never come to see me just out of the goodness of his heart, that was for sure ( Read more... )

There was only darkness, and the fall ( Read more... )