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[doyle]

Stolen from girlfromsouth:

Give me 1000 comments in this entry. Or whatever, really. YOU, in particular, don't have to supply the whole 1000, but a tiny contribution would be nice. Then let me know if you post this in your journal and I'll return the favor.

Dudes, so this is your chance to spam me with anything! Pictures, lyrics, the word SPAM over and over. Feel free to tell me something about yourself, or screen your comments. Do whatever you want! It's all up to you.

Okay, so I realise 1000 is a tall number so just spam away and we'll see where we get up to. Please entertain me!

Entertain me while I tackle inability to make words come out right and try to get some of these ficathon entries done... You could tell me what strange pairings you're into, since I've been thinking lots about unconventional shipping today. Or anything. Go on.

Also contemplating a game of tag where the first person writes a drabble - 100 words or less - with a pairing and a word or requirement at the end, and the next person writes that one. Might try to instigate a game of that later tonight if the ficathoning goes badly.

ETA: Okay, the drabble tag's here, come and play.

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Angsty Drunken Buffy, coming right up!

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There were no more monsters to keep her up at night. No more apocalypses to divert. The new slayers could keep the darkness at bay now, they had the power. They had her power. Once there was just the Chosen One. Then the Chosen Two. Now the chosen.. How many had they found? One hundred and fifty two at last count. Giles had set up a school to train them, teach them how to do what was once Buffy’s job.

In the bar, she sat alone, drinking her tenth beer, hoping the drink will dull the pain of being ordinary.

NEXT: Angelus/Darla