rudolphofvamps: (here it goes.)
Action for 724 Anderson Ln.
[Spike stumbles in because lmao - he doesn't need to be invited] Oy, Watcher! I've got something to tell you. [Oh yeah, he's also badly beaten. Thanks for that Lust and Edward.]

You here? [He's just lighting up a cigarette in the middle of your kitchen Giles, leaving the door wide open.]

Phone.
Coming to think this milk isn't so bad. I'll take some off your hands, huh? Drink it for you. Not sure the Milkman would be too keen on that.

You'd think I'd be used to beatings and all, but-- [ he breaks off, almost like he forgot he was talking. ]

Well, haven't ever done it this way. Hurts a lot more.

Though everything's numbing up now...
rudolphofvamps: (80s date outfit)
[Spike feels like .. knocking on Robert's door. Surprisingly it's only about 8 PM, mostly because he doesn't have any awareness of timezones and not out of any conscientiousness on his part, but still. It's kind of refreshing, right?] Robbie, you home? [Yeah, he's not waiting for an answer. Spike's barging in, going to sit on Fischer's couch when he doesn't see him. He's also going to light a cigarette and kick back while he waits for Robert to emerge, nonsmoking room be damned.]
rudolphofvamps: (butt face)
[handwritten - he has surprisingly nice almost Victorian looking script, but it takes on a violent sort of shake a sentence or two in,]

You know something? I've only been on this community a few weeks now, but you all seem really bloody concerned with what I call you.

Have you lot just never had a nickname? Or a friend? [He's one to talk...]

Can barely bloody remember names of people I actually know, let alone call them that. You make it seem like I ate your boyfriend, the way you prattle on.. and on..

So, I'm breaking this down for the *special snowflakes* out there: If I sound like I'm being rude or harsh it's because I'm running for my life. And if I sound a little testy, well. Could be because this blue demigoddess out my way is bollocksing things up like never before--


Summation? I'll call you what I bloody want. And if that hurts your delicate sensibilities I'd like to remind you I'm out here risking my undead arse for you meatbags.

           meatbags does sound a bit harsh. take that one back


Just. Stop getting so bloody butthurt.

Love from, Spike
rudolphofvamps: (sleep the day)
[... radio silence, and then heavy panting - Spike curses under his breath, sounding far away-

snarling and then the line goes dead.
]





..

[some time later, a meek voice, though not without humor:] Never get t'say ..goodbye, do I? You'd think I was the one with the bloody death wish.. [click - off!]


[[ ooc: Okay, y'all, this happened last night but there was probably a lag in it being posted. Angel and Spike went out last night, to fight the hellhounds and it was a GIGANTIC mess, think epic here people. Long story short, Spike is dust (again) and Angel was the only one to hear his final words, which for Em's reference was something about taking care of Claire, making sure Brian and Dex didn't kill each other and saying goodbye to Kurt, Creed, Jubes, and Captain Jack for him.

So obviously, he can't respond, but he will be able to read/see/hear responses upon his return if anyone wants to leave him anything ♥ He should be back in a few days! Love xoxo ]]

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