<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339</id><updated>2012-02-09T07:26:41.079-08:00</updated><category term='Sunnydale-SL video'/><category term='DCS2'/><category term='workshops'/><category term='support'/><category term='SL PICS'/><category term='Jude Tatham'/><category term='photography'/><category term='Role play'/><category term='tutorial'/><category term='videos'/><category term='RP'/><category term='machinima'/><category term='Sunnydale-SL.'/><category term='SLPics.com'/><category term='The Black Bar'/><category term='Buffy'/><category term='advertising'/><category term='website'/><category term='Groups'/><category term='You Tube'/><category term='Business'/><category term='Tut'/><category term='Sunnydale'/><category term='summer'/><category term='emoting'/><category term='Pleasure Long'/><category term='SL Workshops'/><category term='Dr00g Enoch'/><category term='Mysteryn11'/><category term='marketing'/><category term='design'/><category term='SD website'/><category term='Bronze opening sunnydale-sl sunnydale island'/><category term='Second Life'/><title type='text'>Sunnydale-SL, Second Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Sunnydale-SL is a role-playing sim based on the TV Series Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
This is the blog of the SIM.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5986773668984811569</id><published>2011-08-21T03:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T03:30:15.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Business'/><title type='text'>interesting article on rental contra buying in virtual worlds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://abovethecrowd.com/2010/02/08/virtual-goods-accounting-and-the-power-of-the-rental-model/"&gt;abovethecrowd.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5986773668984811569?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5986773668984811569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5986773668984811569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5986773668984811569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5986773668984811569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2011/08/interesting-article-on-rental-contra.html' title='interesting article on rental contra buying in virtual worlds.'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4772543099039142507</id><published>2011-05-18T04:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T04:22:57.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><title type='text'>Interesting hyper-critical blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Although very focused on business and investment, still some interesting views are to be had from (quite negative) business commentator on SL.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://doctorcosmos.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://doctorcosmos.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4772543099039142507?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4772543099039142507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4772543099039142507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4772543099039142507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4772543099039142507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2011/05/interesting-hyper-critical-blog.html' title='Interesting hyper-critical blog'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1758729030535059530</id><published>2010-07-05T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T04:11:31.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAND: Terraforming - Second Life Video TuTORial</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/MR5tZN4BVSw/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MR5tZN4BVSw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MR5tZN4BVSw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1758729030535059530?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1758729030535059530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1758729030535059530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1758729030535059530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1758729030535059530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2010/07/land-terraforming-second-life-video.html' title='LAND: Terraforming - Second Life Video TuTORial'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-7180370821816717022</id><published>2010-04-27T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:15:15.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dawn of a New Day</title><content type='html'>"Not quite what I wished for when I wished for a pony .." It was Cordelia (Nashura) speaking. Buffy (Zeno) heard her voice as she pushed open the door to Spike's crypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cordelia turned to Buffy. "She just called for Spike seeing me," she snitched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy stopped. Dawn (Doomdale)was indeed not herself. Well, from the waist upwards it was still Dawn, still wearing Buffy's blue sweater she had borrowed on her own initiative. But from below the waist she was pure equine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dawn... !" cried Buffy, then an absurd thought came to her, "Now that sweater is well and truly ruined."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn looked down and muttered, "I didn't cheat on another guy I swear." She pawed at the ground with her right front hoof. Her tail flicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cordelia failed to hide a grin. She was enjoying this a bit too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CORDELIA I SWEAR ONE WORD TO XANDER AND YOUR DEAD!" flared Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/S9enmWyTNxI/AAAAAAAABeM/rEmkxODzUXs/s1600/Apr26c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/S9enmWyTNxI/AAAAAAAABeM/rEmkxODzUXs/s400/Apr26c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465020950230808338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buffy was at a loss. "How are we going to change you back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its been coming and going," shrugged Dawn, "just guess I wait it out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Xander?" asked Cordy, "Now why would I ? .. ohh .." She smiled understanding why Dawn was so concerned about what Xander thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy sighed, "Well we can't sent you to school like that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cordelia just couldn't resist, "Hmm .. is that a horsehair sweater?" she poked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn tried to grasp at Cordelia's shirt. If successful she would have pinned Cordelia to the wall behind and yelled at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry Dawn," countered Cordelia as she stepped aside, "but mostly Centaurs are supposed to threaten by their haughty and fearless behaviour, not the whiny nerve wracking threats."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, break it up you two," Buffy intervened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She started it!" hollered Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dawn.... not now," said Buffy firmly, "We will have to change the dining room into a stable..... a room for you until you change back. We can't risk you on the stairs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned to her old high school rival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cordy... are you in town long? I will have to head back to the school but it would be good to compare notes about Wolfram and Hart..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cordy gulped some chuckles down,"Oh I wasn't planning on staying that long after that dark dream .. but seeing this .. I might just stay a bit longer and hay-- ah help with solving the ponygirl issue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy was satisfied with the answer. She turned to her little sister. "Dawn... if you stray into the forest, please make sure you have your cell phone with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn crossed her arms, "Can't I just stay in Spike's place till I change back..." She sighed, "I mean come on......This is...I'M NOT A PONY!" She tensed up fuming as she snapped, "ITS A MYSTICAL CREATURE CALLED A CENTAUR BUT AT LEAST MY FACE ISN'T PLASTIC!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hrmpheeehee.." laughed Cordelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay," conceded the Slayer, "you are probably safe enough here.... and at least the ceiling is high enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn let out a sigh as she muttered, "well so far no beanstalk sis..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy opened the small refrigerator to reveal what nastiness Spike kept for a late night snack. "Ewww," she added "... and come home for meals."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn frantically called Buffy's cell, "SIS I NEED HELP I'M AT HOME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water splashed into the bathtub with urgency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gripped the phone tightly, "BUFFY I WAS BACK TO NORMAL BUT SOME REASON I....I DONT THINK ITS KENNY ITS...!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone slipped from her hand and fell into the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GREAT!" cried Dawn and she fell to the bathroom floor as her legs once again transformed beneath her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/S9enmieLXQI/AAAAAAAABeU/CRi1R-SfKDU/s1600/Apr26d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/S9enmieLXQI/AAAAAAAABeU/CRi1R-SfKDU/s400/Apr26d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465020953367633154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-7180370821816717022?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/7180370821816717022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=7180370821816717022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7180370821816717022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7180370821816717022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2010/04/dawn-of-new-day.html' title='The Dawn of a New Day'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/S9enmWyTNxI/AAAAAAAABeM/rEmkxODzUXs/s72-c/Apr26c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-406816095350935825</id><published>2010-01-02T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:36:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Drusilla</title><content type='html'>"I wonder if Angel is home," asked Buffy (Zeno) as she gently pushed open the door to the mansion.  "Angel?" she called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll wait here," remarked Faith (Alanna), "Give you two alone time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candles flickered. The fire burned merrily in the hearth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't see him," added Buffy, "But the candles are going. Angel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She passed by the sofa to the door of the inner chamber. Angel sometimes sat there reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She heard a giggle. A decidedly female giggle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy returned to the main room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Faith," she began "He's not..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vampire moved fast. He leaped across the room swinging a mighty sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6sUPbobSI/AAAAAAAAAyk/OmvpRvIhWoo/s1600-h/Snapshot_108.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6sUPbobSI/AAAAAAAAAyk/OmvpRvIhWoo/s400/Snapshot_108.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421960465140444450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"You okay?" asked Faith as she rushed into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy held her side where she was struck by the sword. She waved off the other slayer. The vampire lay on the floor in the corner of the room. He was dressed in western gear much like the Gorch Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've gotten blood over my new home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice came from the balcony. It was Drusilla (Patience). She pouted at Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Drusilla," declared Buffy as she looked up, "I should have known."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who is she?" asked Faith, "The one that killed Kendra?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spike's ex," replied Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh," said Faith. And she said no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you keeping him?" demanded Drusilla, "Hiding him from me..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In my basement where he is safe," replied Buffy. She suddenly blushed. That came out wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reg (RegY) smirked. "She's with me now," he said proudly. "She likes to ride. She wants a cowboy."&lt;br /&gt;The vampire got up, a little scarred, but feeling spiffy again, "You forgot to take my head off, Slayer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drusilla squealed and clapped her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Something about someone's head?" answered Faith,  "I have a scythe for that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy looked at Faith, "You hold off Tex, I'll see to Drusilla."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good plan," replied Faith, as Buffy sprinted to the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reg looked at Faith "Us again, huh?" They had fought before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seems like it," answered Faith "...but this time I got my toy." She hefted her scythe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6sUf35ZZI/AAAAAAAAAys/KC_FAmEXnFQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_110.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6sUf35ZZI/AAAAAAAAAys/KC_FAmEXnFQ/s400/Snapshot_110.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421960469553964434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why did you come back Drusilla?" asked Buffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're hiding him from me," sulked Drusilla, "We can't be happy again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I promised Spike you could get away," replied Buffy, "If he helped me against Angelus." It was only in May. It was five years passed. It was a life time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drusilla lowered her head a bit and moaned, "We'll never be a family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6xT3WOUuI/AAAAAAAAAzs/uIlYWHj2ew0/s1600-h/Snapshot_111.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6xT3WOUuI/AAAAAAAAAzs/uIlYWHj2ew0/s400/Snapshot_111.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421965956233450210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-406816095350935825?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/406816095350935825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=406816095350935825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/406816095350935825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/406816095350935825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2010/01/return-of-drusilla.html' title='The Return of Drusilla'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6sUPbobSI/AAAAAAAAAyk/OmvpRvIhWoo/s72-c/Snapshot_108.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1708975674658254802</id><published>2010-01-01T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:34:17.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider</title><content type='html'>A Crimslaw demon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it was a massive spider. Anyanka had summoned them to avenge a young woman humiliate by a dozen or so frat boys at one of their parties. In tears, the girl had screamed, "Just once I wish you could all feel what it's like to have your hearts ripped out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demons had escaped. While Xander and Buffy hunted one in the woods near town, it was the witch Merissa Frost, the slayer Faith Lehane (Patience) and Willow Rosenberg (Bellarata), a vampire with a soul, to track down and kill a second one that had slipped away deep into in the sewers of Sunnydale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merissa Frost approached the doors of the school, rather glad for the Christmas break. She'd been on her way to the Hellmouth, but something warned her to bring her newly acquired magic axe. She hesitated momentarily suddenly getting a bad feeling. Turning back, she ran for the tunnels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile. below the earth, Vampire Willow stood watching the large spider blocking the sewer pipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, isn't this interesting," she remarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crimslaw demon (Pepper) considered the two legged creature before her. It sensed that it was 'undead' and so without a beating heart upon which to feast. The vampire also did not attack at once. If not food, nor a threat, the demon was unsure how to respond. Maybe a little nip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6LP5V1wtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/KEnmjTCh29Y/s1600-h/Snapshot_066.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6LP5V1wtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/KEnmjTCh29Y/s400/Snapshot_066.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421924106607379154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The vampire and the witch struck the demon repeatedly with axe and sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crimslaw was not easily bested however and it nipped and jumped again and again at one threat, then the other, gradually wearing them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before it could win over the witch, Merissa's weapon began to glow. The light both hurt and confused the spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The axe fell and the wound was deep. The spider almost went mad with the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it felt a tingle and the wound began to close.  A goblin (Kaezin) , the same one that had been causing all sorts of chaos in town, had healed the demon which it's arcane knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Szf8UbPyQPI/AAAAAAAAAvw/nPfTyfZn-ms/s1600-h/spiderhunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Szf8UbPyQPI/AAAAAAAAAvw/nPfTyfZn-ms/s400/spiderhunt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420078104405229810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The spider hissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merissa gasped and attacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her axe spinning and chipping away at the unholy monster. The axe began to glow with power and with a mighty strike Merissa brought the blade down upon the beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spider reeled back, stunned and dazed, bleeding for a piercing wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merissa Frost sighed, wiped her own bloodied lip and went back on the offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spider demon fled back into the dark, damp sewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6LQTZx99I/AAAAAAAAAyU/pVeEiRQYhqA/s1600-h/Snapshot_061.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6LQTZx99I/AAAAAAAAAyU/pVeEiRQYhqA/s400/Snapshot_061.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421924113603229650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the tight confines of the tunnel, the Scoobies were pressed from two directions. The goblin approached from the direction of the Bronze. The spider demon closed in from the direction of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goblin swung his fist injuring Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spider sprang onto the group biting at Merissa, its fangs dripping with poison. She countered with a quick healing spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The demon turned. Willow stabbed with her ice sword but the weapon missed it's mark striking Merissa with a freezing wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith attacked the larger of the two demons and with a series of powerful blows, she struck the spider behind the neck breaking it's spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow summoned witch lightning and directed it at the goblin as it clawed it's way through the crowd of Scoobies. The beast again provided resilient to the blast. It's hands began to glow radiantly and it struck Willow, taking her to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gray goblin then turned it's attention on Faith, clawing with fury. Faith countered using her mind to focus the lineage of the Slayers into her strike. But the small beast forced his attack and knocked her unconscious against the concrete pipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh my, you die, time to fly!" And with that the goblin scampered off down the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ooc - Congratulations to the Goblin, Kaezin Freng, the last man...er, demon standing in our two-team elimination in-character roleplay. And thanks to Bella for the group picture!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1708975674658254802?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1708975674658254802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1708975674658254802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1708975674658254802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1708975674658254802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2010/01/spider.html' title='Spider'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sz6LP5V1wtI/AAAAAAAAAyM/KEnmjTCh29Y/s72-c/Snapshot_066.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5789977328145614840</id><published>2009-12-28T12:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:01:20.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slayage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SzkS8TxACLI/AAAAAAAAAwo/yk2R2Ufdx_Q/s1600-h/Snapshot_001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SzkS8TxACLI/AAAAAAAAAwo/yk2R2Ufdx_Q/s400/Snapshot_001.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420384453824350386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Dark Templar (Kaezin) attacks Faith (Alanna) for betraying the Mayor of Sunnydale. Buffy (Zeno) , Faith (W1cked) and Xander (Soara) rally to her side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SzkWuyP5FFI/AAAAAAAAAww/zBDmBxDI_XI/s1600-h/Snapshot_006.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SzkWuyP5FFI/AAAAAAAAAww/zBDmBxDI_XI/s400/Snapshot_006.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420388619535324242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buffy (Verlie) and Buffy (Zeno) looking for an Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SzkSwI6L1eI/AAAAAAAAAwI/9x5dLDWc4Vw/s1600-h/Patience+Verlie.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SzkSwI6L1eI/AAAAAAAAAwI/9x5dLDWc4Vw/s400/Patience+Verlie.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420384244751652322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last thing the vampire ever saw: Slayers on patrol. Faith (Patience) and Buffy (Verlie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SzkSwriW4EI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/PcSvQ4xDas0/s1600-h/Snapshot_060.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SzkSwriW4EI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/PcSvQ4xDas0/s400/Snapshot_060.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420384254046953538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Hey," said Willow with a shy giggle, "You're like me..... only, uh evil...." (Bella and Pepper)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5789977328145614840?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5789977328145614840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5789977328145614840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5789977328145614840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5789977328145614840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/12/slayage.html' title='Slayage'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SzkS8TxACLI/AAAAAAAAAwo/yk2R2Ufdx_Q/s72-c/Snapshot_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5634635185228305554</id><published>2009-12-27T16:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:35:36.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goblin</title><content type='html'>Previously in Sunnydale SL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you see that?" asked Buffy with a frown. From where they stood in by the road, Buffy thought she saw a gray shape race behind the houses. It was too big to be a dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nope," answered Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly there was a huge crash from Buffy's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you hear that? from the house...." Buffy was off and running through the front door. She bolted through the house to  the source of the sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A skinny gray goblin clambered about the kitchen. It flung things from the cupboards and counter tops. Boxes of food spilled across the floor. The coffee maker crashed against the oven. Dishes broke against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey!!" she yelled, "Scat!!BEAT IT!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creature grabbed more items. Pots and pans tumbled to the ground. Joyce's favorite platter landed on the floor and broke in two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" Faith asked as she entered the room. "Whoa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little gray beast rushed from the kitchen between the slayers and through the dining room leaving a path of destruction in it's wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There!" cried Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is not a fricken' monkey," called Faith, "It's a menace! We goin' after it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He trashed the house!!" raged Buffy, "I'm gonna kill him!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could hear the voice of the goblin as it disappeared behind the high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Too late, too late he he he...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy picked up another small rock and threw it at the little beast. The goblin had led the slayers on a merry chase out to the frat house before doubling back. It moved with a blur and the rock sailed through a window on the school gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Smashy crashy. someone breaky breaky," chattered the goblin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Evil monkey," cursed Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creature stopped and sniffed the air. "Oooooo...smell cats." and off it ran towards the Wiccan Academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy fumed. "Get back here!" she shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slayers sprinted down the street. As they approached the old house that the Witches of Sunnydale called home, they saw the goblin hovering near the black cat sleeping by the steps of the Covenstead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's okay pretty kitty," murmured the creature, "Iz friend. Sleepy sleepy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat hardly stirred in the presence of the goblin. It had seen it all and was clearly not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! I wouldn't do that if I were you," warned Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Find you own snack," grumbled the goblin, "I'm hungry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy grabbed a shovel from next to the house and walked slowly towards the creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey goblin, goblin," she whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goblin hissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/StFH80m--6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/DBWqc2mer24/s1600-h/Snapshot_451.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/StFH80m--6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/DBWqc2mer24/s400/Snapshot_451.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391169339179072418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was quick. It was small and it proved to be an illusive target even for Faith and Buffy. The goblin's claws were strong and it seemed to have to power to quickly recover from any strike the slayers managed to land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creature fled into the Wiccan Academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy rushed up the steps in pursuit. She slammed open the door and came to a halt, stunned by the vision before her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Willow!!" started Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Buffy! that thing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're small!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow was still Willow, but now she looked like a child of about eight years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah... I figured that part," answered Willow, "Remember that potion Amy left? The one who was a rat? Well, that thing you were chasing spilt it outta my hand. I think I must have swallowed some."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy shook her head. She couldn't process what she saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Buffy? say something!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy found her voice. "Wha...? you like drank potion...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow frowned. "I... I didn't mean to." she said with a pout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"From here? Without knowing what it does?" Buffy had seen some of the potions that the Coven brewed here at the Wicca Academy. Foul smelling with questionable ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Run run run...time for fun!" the creature sang as it fled from room to room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was just smelling it to make sure it was the right one," explained Willow, "then that thing came in so fast, I was like 'WHOAH' and it was like 'Weesh', and the potion was like 'Sploosh'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy had no time to question Willow any further. The nasty little beast rushed into the room. Buffy swung her shovel. The goblin clawed at her madly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Knock knock boom," it said and lightning arced from the creature's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy saw a flash of white that faded to black. As she lost consciousness, she heard the goblin chatter, "Nasty shovel.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/StFH7xVr7CI/AAAAAAAAAZM/yCyq6AwyK9Q/s1600-h/Snapshot_452.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/StFH7xVr7CI/AAAAAAAAAZM/yCyq6AwyK9Q/s400/Snapshot_452.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391169321121344546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy groaned as she shook herself out of her daze. She pushed her self up from the floor, the smell of ozone still in the air. "Where did it go?" she mumbled to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the distance she could here Willow call out, "Buffy help!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy held her head as she staggered out the door and down the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the field in front of the hospital, she saw the goblin scampering after the small Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yummy," it said, "Come back with my lunch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Went after the little cutey," Faith said with a harsh laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay back Willow," warned Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow panted, "Ghee, I may be small... but I still got my magic"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And indeed she had. Bolts of blue lightning crackled across the park from Willow's tiny finger tips striking the grey goblin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch," it squealed, "Me know that trick. he he he"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goblin waved his stick-like fingers and lightning shot back towards Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watch out Willow!!" cried Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow shrugged off the attack."Good magic has no effect. He reflects it. Gonna have to try something different."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Roasty, toasty," mocked the goblin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow raised her arms and began to chant, "Hear me, Osiris. Keeper of Darkness... I command you, give me strength."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instinctively, Buffy headed for cover. Once Willow started calling up ancient gods, things tended to get messy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5634635185228305554?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5634635185228305554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5634635185228305554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5634635185228305554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5634635185228305554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/12/goblin.html' title='Goblin'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/StFH80m--6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/DBWqc2mer24/s72-c/Snapshot_451.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4914378928807863048</id><published>2009-11-18T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:30:45.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Angels Normally Fear to Tread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SwS3rtOldII/AAAAAAAAAlE/le3nHE1T-vI/s1600/Snapshot_001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SwS3rtOldII/AAAAAAAAAlE/le3nHE1T-vI/s400/Snapshot_001.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405647414254466178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy slipped on a pair of clean jeans and tossed her traveling clothes into the pile for laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to get away for a few days, she thought. But for some reason the bus trip from L.A. had seemed longer this time. It might have something to do with Sunnydale being unstuck in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at the clock. It was too early for patrol. She pulled on a fresh t-shirt and prepared to make her way downstairs. Maybe a little snack would help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All at once, there was a great flash and a rushing sound of air displaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light in the room was suddenly of a better quality and there was a sharpness to everything. Even the colors of the wallpaper seemed fresh and vibrant. The atmosphere itself felt vitalized as if she could fill her lungs for the first time. Her tiredness simply melted away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy turned and there standing in her bedroom was an angel... not Angel.... but rather an angel. The snow wing variety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your destiny has only just begun, Buffy Summers!&lt;/span&gt;" declared the being. His voice echoed with a clarity that thrilled the blood, a quality of gentleness that dispelled doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrific, thought Buffy, but just once I'd like 'Destiny' to knock and use the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4914378928807863048?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4914378928807863048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4914378928807863048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4914378928807863048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4914378928807863048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-angels-normally-fear-to-tread.html' title='Where Angels Normally Fear to Tread'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SwS3rtOldII/AAAAAAAAAlE/le3nHE1T-vI/s72-c/Snapshot_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1643733273500668830</id><published>2009-11-07T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:53:49.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith and Doubt</title><content type='html'>The broken ground crunched beneath her sandals as Buffy made her way to Angel's Mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been over a week since the gang had confronted Ethan Rayne. Over a week since she had learned that one of the "Dark Cloaks" that Ethan served looked like Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't sure she understood all of Ethan's cryptic riddles but it seemed as though these Dark Cloaks were playing both sides - good and evil - against one another. She wasn't sure what that all entailed, but she was sure about one thing: the human race was caught in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy pushed door of the mansion and it swung open with a creaking sound. She could smell the warm, welcoming scent of a fire burning in the hearth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had planned to lay low, stay quite and wait until she had more information before she would act, but certain thoughts kept nagging at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this Dark Cloak really Willow? Had she turned dark again? Was this a new Willow? Or was it something that took her form perhaps just to engender these very doubts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy passed the kitchen, crossed the living room and entered the inner sitting room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now she was here in Angel's Mansion. She had come to meet the one person that more and more she found herself placing her trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Faith," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many things &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not Dead &lt;/span&gt;in Sunnydale. Irony, it seems, was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SvWhABUKCCI/AAAAAAAAAkc/oF8TI19yK3U/s1600-h/Snapshot_001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SvWhABUKCCI/AAAAAAAAAkc/oF8TI19yK3U/s400/Snapshot_001.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401400349825828898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1643733273500668830?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1643733273500668830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1643733273500668830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1643733273500668830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1643733273500668830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/11/faith-and-doubt.html' title='Faith and Doubt'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SvWhABUKCCI/AAAAAAAAAkc/oF8TI19yK3U/s72-c/Snapshot_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4564423223590916257</id><published>2009-10-31T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T11:23:17.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallowe'en Ball</title><content type='html'>Friday, October 30 our Hallowe'en Week Festivities came to a climax with the 2009 Hallowe'en Ball at the Bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux57ylQ_nI/AAAAAAAAAhE/vUSTKVjXBXs/s1600-h/Snapshot_005.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux57ylQ_nI/AAAAAAAAAhE/vUSTKVjXBXs/s400/Snapshot_005.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398824121407700594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Sunnydale DJ Isabelle Torok spinning the hot tunes, the fun and dancing got underway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux5rqbC41I/AAAAAAAAAg8/kG4t9nKNKvM/s1600-h/Snapshot_007.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux5rqbC41I/AAAAAAAAAg8/kG4t9nKNKvM/s400/Snapshot_007.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398823844339442514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even the evil floating pumpkins got in the act, drifting into the Bronze, causing grief and mayhem all in good fun. These pumpkins had been attacking the good folk of Sunnydale all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux5rODVt2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/o0HjyaPs8_4/s1600-h/Snapshot_008.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux5rODVt2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/o0HjyaPs8_4/s400/Snapshot_008.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398823836723820386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone came in costume and Hallowe'en themed party dress. Vampires, witches, elves ... and one very real animal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux9yF9QaGI/AAAAAAAAAhU/qEQBeoRSmJQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_006.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux9yF9QaGI/AAAAAAAAAhU/qEQBeoRSmJQ/s400/Snapshot_006.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398828352856418402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This event concluded a week of roleplay and pumpkin hunting. Prizes were awarded to players who found the black pumpkins hidden throughout Sunnydale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4564423223590916257?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4564423223590916257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4564423223590916257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4564423223590916257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4564423223590916257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-ball.html' title='Hallowe&apos;en Ball'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux57ylQ_nI/AAAAAAAAAhE/vUSTKVjXBXs/s72-c/Snapshot_005.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-9108022678125504806</id><published>2009-10-29T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:53:21.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat (Part Two)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SupFC_IfdbI/AAAAAAAAAgc/tHdrn-8N5pU/s1600-h/Snapshot_001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SupFC_IfdbI/AAAAAAAAAgc/tHdrn-8N5pU/s400/Snapshot_001.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398203020966065586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VI.  Kaezin watched Wicked Witch/Buffy stirring the cauldron. It was his idea that she prepare a potion. Clearly there was an enchantment upon the people of Sunnydale, and Kaezin believed they could use the potion to clear the heads of those befuddled by the spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch/Buffy had begun the potion earlier in the week but the vampire Veruca kept interrupting and distracting her. That was before the floating demon pumpkin heads showed up and kept everyone busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is ready," proclaimed Witch/Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm," he replied, "What should it taste like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She answered with a wild look in her eyes. "It should taste vile ... with a hint of peppermint."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does it taste right?" he asked slyly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me see," she replied. She took a sip of the potion. Kaezin watched her closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch/Buffy made a face. "Ugh!" But then for a fleeting moment she felt the oddest sensation of being two people before the enchantment began to re-exert itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We... we must find the source of the madness," she managed to say. "Come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux71J_u5mI/AAAAAAAAAhM/3XjCb352QLQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux71J_u5mI/AAAAAAAAAhM/3XjCb352QLQ/s400/Snapshot_001.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398826206456899170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VII. As the pair crossed the Sunnydale Commons, the nexus of pumpkin demon activity. These floating creatures, with their arcane chanting and deep dark laughter, assaulted anyone who happened to be close by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly with a roar, one such beast appeared and slammed itself into the pair. Kaezin didn't hesitate. He jumped on the evil gourd and squashed it flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fine work," declared Witch/Buffy, "You crushed it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yup," replied Kaezin modestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There came across the younger, unenchanted Buffy making short work of another pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah ha!" cried Witch/Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah huh?" replied Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I remember you." said the Witch. She had seen this one in the library the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy laughed sarcastically, "Nice trick witch... how'd you do that? Almost had me believe the pumpkin was alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Buffy," added Kaezin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch/Buffy turned to Kaezin, "Are you finished with the beast?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then we fly my pretty! We are off to find the source of this chaos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger Buffy looked at her counterpart, "Are you feeling okay, Buffy? You sound a little like.... Dru!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SupFCURrM-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/fohi3bDvx_w/s1600-h/Snapshot_004.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SupFCURrM-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/fohi3bDvx_w/s400/Snapshot_004.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398203009461859298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VIII."Can you counter its magic?" asked Kaezin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked Witch/Buffy examined the pentagram and the statue within it. While the younger Buffy patrolled the cemetery, Kaezin had led Witch/Buffy came to the abandoned house and the shrine to Janus he had found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not sure...." she replied. She chanted and waved her hands, using dispel magic. "Nothing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin stepped into the magic circle with her and said kindly, "Let's see what happens when I weaken it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolts of electric blue fire shot throughout the room. Kaezin and Witch/Buffy combined their powers to the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes that should do it...." said Witch/Buffy. she could feel the enchantment grow paler, still present but almost transparent. She could make out a name. The wizard who had worked this spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now to find the ..... Ethan....Ethan Rayne....." She shook her head a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yup."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can smell him..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the house, Jedi Master/Xander Harris waited for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Find the culprit yet?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are on his heals," replied Kaezin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He is this way," said Witch/Buffy as she led the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jedi/Xander paused, "Hmm....I sense this darkness...the dark side of the Force surrounds this....Ethan." He could make out the name too. The spell was indeed weakening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the three crossed the broken ground, they were joined by the younger Faith. Together they approached the obscenity of architecture known as the Wolfram and Hart building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would, however, not enter unopposed. In front of the structure, guarding it's access, stood a figure lithe and grey. She exuded violence and venom. It was Veruca. This time she was not there to taunt and tease. This time she wore her swords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will deal with her," said Jedi/Xander, "You get to Ethan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy, Faith and Kaezin crossed the threshold into the building and climbed the stairs as outside the Jedi and the Vampire joined in combat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SupFCJGH1RI/AAAAAAAAAgM/zHmoLTfjJls/s1600-h/Snapshot_007.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SupFCJGH1RI/AAAAAAAAAgM/zHmoLTfjJls/s400/Snapshot_007.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398203006460613906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IX. Kaezin slashed with his steel claws and Ethan finally fell to the cold, marble floor. His new spells and healing powers had made the battle a long one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is just the beginning you git," snarled Ethan, "The time to choose between sides has begun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy rubbed her forehead feeling dazed, the persona of the Wicked Witch slipping away. It was like someone opened a curtain in her mind. "Wha... what's going on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Choose sides?" asked Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan explained, "Either way good or evil will destroy the balance of the earth. Nothing in this world exists without good and evil.  Don't you get it? That's why I'm with balance! My masters' will continue their plans...either way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ethan ...Ethan Rayne..." said Buffy as she started to feel normal again for the first time in days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what are those plans?" demanded Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As for your costume spell....wasn't me.... I did the mojo but....the Dark Cloaks told me to do it...I get paid.  The dark cloaks are planning everything for some purpose. I don't know how they are doing it but the story is...they were once on this earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meanwhile I spend three days looking for red shoes," remarked Buffy dryly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rumor has it that a Dark Cloak was once in league with the Slayers. The only way to know for sure is to ask. Last I was relieved of duty I was followed by another Buffy, a dragon and him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan pointed to Kaezin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kaez?" asked Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The world traveler," confirmed Ethan, "I know about you. People talk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes they do," answered Kaezin, "Not really a secret though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So...tell them who it was under the hood," challenged Ethan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lady under that hood," began Kaezin, "was someone who looked like ...Willow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh great..." said Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But was it Willow for sure now Kaez?" toyed Ethan, "or just a lookalike?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As I said, it was someone who looked like Willow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be careful...Don't let them play their games," Ethan laughed. "Be on your guard...They don't just talk willingly you must fight them ...if you're not on our side anyway..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy looked at Faith, "Any of this make sense to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith stared at something that isn't really there. "None."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan continued speaking in riddles, "...then again I learned to fight through them. From what I've seen they don't die...I mean they do...but they don't die like us and they are not gods."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then we'll find a way to defeat them," stated Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith joined in, "Can't you just cut off their heads?I mean, that's a for sure way to kill something."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," replied Ethan, "...that stuff wounds them.... for some reason their powers keep them alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They can live without a head?" asked Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heads are relative," admitted Kaezin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan paused, "Oh you have company..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slightly younger Buffy burst into the room, followed by Xander, himself but still dressed as a Jedi Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh there you are," said the older Buffy, "guess who we found..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger Buffy sighed, "Well if it isn't Ethan "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and guess why I've been looking for red shoes for three days?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've been to Oz?" asked the younger Buffy with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very funny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan dusted himself off, "Hmm....well...have to run...enjoy the rest of your...Halloween." He filled the room with his dark laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get lost already," said Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older Buffy frowned at Ethan, then turned the the exit. "Well, I'm going home," she stated emphatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are we letting him go?" asked Xander incredulously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been in these clothes for three days and I need a shower," grumbled Buffy. And nothing short of another apocalypse is going to stop me, she thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-9108022678125504806?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/9108022678125504806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=9108022678125504806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/9108022678125504806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/9108022678125504806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-or-treat-part-two.html' title='Trick or Treat (Part Two)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SupFC_IfdbI/AAAAAAAAAgc/tHdrn-8N5pU/s72-c/Snapshot_001.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8120454649981512539</id><published>2009-10-29T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:07:01.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat (Part One)</title><content type='html'>It began like any other Hallowe'en.. except of course, they had to explain the whole thing to Redy.. the dressing up and getting candies. Redy, being Redy, preferred the idea of nibbling on candles. Buffy thought this could lead to a whole lot of dark Jack O'Lanterns this year. "Dark" as it turned out, wasn't quite a strong enough word....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux-5H25KUI/AAAAAAAAAhc/G5DWQNdn6vM/s1600-h/Snapshot_070.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux-5H25KUI/AAAAAAAAAhc/G5DWQNdn6vM/s400/Snapshot_070.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398829573137312066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I.   Somewhere a voice was chanting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The world that denies thee, thou inhabit,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the peace that ignores me, thou corrupt,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chaos I remain as ever thy faithful degenerate son....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...Come appear and show to us that which is infinite power,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the mask transforms itself into flesh and blood... Janus take the day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Su4RRypE0YI/AAAAAAAAAiU/SeU7y_z9Cl0/s1600-h/Snapshot_086.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Su4RRypE0YI/AAAAAAAAAiU/SeU7y_z9Cl0/s400/Snapshot_086.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399272000613306754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;II.  Alice in Wonderland/Buffy ran out of the Magic Box, screaming her head off. The store was full of weapons. She ran down the street past hovering giant pumpkins, only to be confronted by another Buffy.... this one with green skin, dress in black, with a tall, pointed Witch's hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You!" demanded Wicked Witch of the West/Buffy, "Bring me my shoes!" She recognized the other girl and thought maybe this was the elusive Dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice/Buffy backed off. "I don't have them!" she cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where did you put them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin, who had been observing the two Slayers, interrupted, "um...Buffy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice/Buffy turned to the friendly demon and asked, "Who's Buffy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin muttered a  mild curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I... I'm Alice ... and ... I don't know why I'm here," she turned to the Witch, "And I don't have your slippers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alice. Of course," said Kaezin with a sudden understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alice, eh?" Witch/Buffy struggled with her rage, "And your telling me that you didn't drop  house on my sister?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No! I... I just fell asleep and woke up in this place... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch/Buffy frowned and fumed inwardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just... I just want to find my sister and get out of here... wherever here is..." continued Alice/Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I must find the girl who took my ruby slippers.." said Witch/Buffy, to no one in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well... besides being red... what do they look like?" asked the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are ruby red and never-you-mind! You just want them for yourself!" spat the Witch, a storm shaping in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice/Buffy shook her head, "No! No I don't. I just figured I could help is all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin felt obliged to add, "...and they're not my color."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux-5aFOaHI/AAAAAAAAAhk/wdC3jR65gMk/s1600-h/Snapshot_089.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux-5aFOaHI/AAAAAAAAAhk/wdC3jR65gMk/s400/Snapshot_089.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398829578029262962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;III. The trio made their way through the cemetery. Despite the possession, the two Buffys had decided to join forces to find the Witch's ruby slippers and Alice's missing sister. Kaezin, fully aware of what was going on, joined them, and, as always, protecting and guiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked Witch/Buffy paused and looked carefully at the path. "These bricks..they are the wrong color..." she said. They should be yellow, she thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yup," replied Kaezin. "Best watch your step too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three moved cautiously through the mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice/Buffy noticed the large metal structure ahead - the tower built by Glory's minions, "I know that place!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch/Buffy squinted at the tower. "That place? Yes..." She felt a stirring of a memory too. The more she looked at the tower, the more she felt drawn towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice/Buffy continued, "Well, you know... that thing. I've seen it before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group made their way across the broken and cracked ground to the base of the tower. After some deliberation they made a slow and uneasy ascent, until the two Buffys stood at the beginning of the platform that led to the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice/Buffy spoke, "I... I don't like this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch/Buffy said nothing but her mind was spinning. A house had dropped on her sister. The ruby slippers were stolen. But her sister, her sister was here.... drops of ruby red blood and this vortex had opened... the vortex whirled just off the edge of the platform. She was drawn even closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin interrupted, "Careful. There is water in that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch/Buffy recoiled. "Water!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin continued, "Take you straight to the lake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch/Buffy backed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin made a suggestion, "Let's look for your sister and the shoes someplace else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buffys both nodded and the little group returned to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SvOgDvORdjI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wnS9F3dPoS8/s1600-h/Snapshot_001.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SvOgDvORdjI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wnS9F3dPoS8/s400/Snapshot_001.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400836364223739442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IV. Xena/Faith attacked the demonic floating pumpkin with vigor and aggression. Wicked Witch/Buffy stood by and watched. Despite the confines of the sewer tunnel, the warrior woman moved with innate skill and  power, destroying the monster in a series of strategic blows. Witch/Buffy was impressed and found herself taking a liking to this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What was that?" demanded Xena/Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was a beastly spirit," explained Witch/Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One of yours?" asked Xena/Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, no," replied Witch/Buffy, "I prefer birds and monkeys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xena/Faith sheathed her sword. "Fair enough... so tell me what's going on around here... I should be somewhere else but I'm not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch/Buffy proceeded to tell her about the missing slippers, Alice, and Kaezin the 'ogre smelling of barley and hops'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xena/Faith wondered out loud, "Who made those slippers... really good material... ruby .... must have been a creation of the god. But which one? Hephaestus? Seems like his work... god of arts and crafts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can you call this god?" asked Witch/Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not from this area unless he is listening. He has a temple."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pair could here sounds of fighting from the surface as another demon pumpkin attacked. Instinctively the two Slayers, possessed as they were, headed for the conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SupFbErv9TI/AAAAAAAAAgk/TppvrXqJMQY/s1600-h/Snapshot_002.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SupFbErv9TI/AAAAAAAAAgk/TppvrXqJMQY/s400/Snapshot_002.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398203434772985138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;V.  After fighting  a few more demon pumpkins, Xena/Faith and Witch/Buffy, now joined by a younger Faith, determined to discover the source of the chaos.  Witch/Buffy had entered a trance and saw the image of a god with two faces. Eager to discover the name of this being, they went to the school library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doors of the library were open and in their path stood a man in tan clothes and a brown cloak. His manner projected both power and serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You in the library!" exclaimed the Witch, "Stand aside!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jedi Master/Xander Harris was undisturbed. "Sorry, I'm wondering what this place is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Faith scoffed, "It's another kinda hell." Without a costume, this Faith was acting normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hell?" asked Jedi/Xander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you know what hell is?" replied Young Faith .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Buffy entered the library from the book stacks. Without a costume, she too was free from possession. "Hey guys, what's up? Loving the costumes by the way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are searching for the name of a god and I don't have time for trifles," declared Witch/Buffy. "I must consult the books..." And she headed into Giles' office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy eyed Witch/Buffy's shoes and held back a burst of laughter. She surveyed the rest of the group. "Whoah," she remarked,  "Who's the Xander, but only much cooler-in an even geekier way look-alike?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," said Jedi/Xander, "I am a Jedi knight and roam on a planet called Coruscant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Planet?" asked Xena/Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Faith rolled her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xena/Faith took charge, "Okay...all...my guess is this is a time portal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Time portal? Hmm," pondered Jedi/Xander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Something....someone...a man put us here with a spell...I'm guessing dark magic?" Xena/Faith, a natural leader, looked around, "Yes? Agree anyone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I smell magic here," confirmed Witch/Buffy having returned from the librarian's office, "All around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's possible," added Jedi/Xander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Faith looked at the Witch, "You can smell magic?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dark magic?" asked Jedi/Xander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes... dark, light, beige...all kinds and colours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you guys hear that?" asked Young Faith."I heard another pumpkin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group moved out of the library just as a floating demon pumpkin crashed into the hallway. It's evil laugh flooded the school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8120454649981512539?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8120454649981512539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8120454649981512539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8120454649981512539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8120454649981512539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-or-treat-part-one.html' title='Trick or Treat (Part One)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sux-5H25KUI/AAAAAAAAAhc/G5DWQNdn6vM/s72-c/Snapshot_070.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1716643090737200214</id><published>2009-10-23T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:51:06.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patrol in Sunnydale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SuHdD0Rr6wI/AAAAAAAAAdY/xkjX9j5CKnM/s1600-h/Snapshot_450.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SuHdD0Rr6wI/AAAAAAAAAdY/xkjX9j5CKnM/s400/Snapshot_450.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395836886208736002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buffy and Faith look at the body of the fallen werewolf killed by the other Faith only to find it is their friend Oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SuHcYlMzopI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YNiMOEL2f0I/s1600-h/Snapshot_424.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SuHcYlMzopI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YNiMOEL2f0I/s400/Snapshot_424.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395836143427363474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The vampires attack. Veruca and friend ransack the library looking for a magical spell book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SuHb0W_5x0I/AAAAAAAAAdI/467_Mi8LW6E/s1600-h/Snapshot_049.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SuHb0W_5x0I/AAAAAAAAAdI/467_Mi8LW6E/s400/Snapshot_049.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395835521139853122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merissa, the powerful Witch from the Order of Guardians, calls upon the Power of the Spider and transforms herself, in order to drive the giant spider demon into the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/St8bq2-9GjI/AAAAAAAAAcc/HFUbVlZnU6U/s1600-h/Snapshot_021.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/St8bq2-9GjI/AAAAAAAAAcc/HFUbVlZnU6U/s400/Snapshot_021.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395061301741165106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buffy and Buffy explore the crypts in Sunnydale hunting the recently turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1716643090737200214?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1716643090737200214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1716643090737200214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1716643090737200214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1716643090737200214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/10/patrol-in-sunnydale.html' title='Patrol in Sunnydale'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SuHdD0Rr6wI/AAAAAAAAAdY/xkjX9j5CKnM/s72-c/Snapshot_450.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3750511652974834178</id><published>2009-10-06T19:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:03:00.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SstkBg9_p-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/9kH1r9F8u_k/s1600-h/Snapshot_432.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SstkBg9_p-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/9kH1r9F8u_k/s400/Snapshot_432.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389511356271536098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lunch time at Sunnydale High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SsqwV9qPQCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/OK1yOus6A38/s1600-h/Snapshot_442.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SsqwV9qPQCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/OK1yOus6A38/s400/Snapshot_442.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389313795477684258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Back to School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Buffy peaked her head into the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Casper," she called addressing the young man with his head buried in his book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Buffy," he replied looking up briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Studying hard I see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have to catch up," acknowledged Casper. "Been out a while."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see the early risers are here already," said a new voice. It was Miss Javelin the Fine Arts and English supply teacher. Buffy thought, she had an odd manner about her. They had seen her in the cafeteria the other day and she behaved like she had never seen human food before. Then again, the cafeteria food was questionable at best....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Javelin eyed the book that Casper was reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing her interest, Casper remarked, "Giles said it would help me get up to speed. I'm not sure this is the book he meant, but...its interesting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher walked up behind Casper and leaned over his shoulder "An interest in hieroglyphics? Peculiar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Book of Night'... not sure what it has to do with English," said Casper in a puzzled voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Javelin quivered as though feeling the presence of a familiar force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casper continued, "Some of it isn't even in English."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher smirked awkwardly "Do enjoy your read... I look forward to seeing your book review."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um...cool," answered the student uneasily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Javelin walked up to the front desk briefly grabbing the side, but then flinched and immediately retracted her hand as a string of gum stretched thin between the bottom of the desk and her index finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I... I..." she began. She paused rubbing the substance between her thumb and index finger. "Can I have a new table here please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh! Okay...alright," Buffy was caught off guard. Quickly recovering she added, "I will have maintenance get on it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher nodded and smiled at Buffy, "Thank you very much." She picked up the duster and wiped the whiteboard clean, while Buffy slipped out of the classroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3750511652974834178?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3750511652974834178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3750511652974834178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3750511652974834178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3750511652974834178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SstkBg9_p-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/9kH1r9F8u_k/s72-c/Snapshot_432.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-7772724495571846492</id><published>2009-10-01T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:59:35.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Wounds</title><content type='html'>Three Weeks Ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper dragged herself through the sewers. Her giant spider body oozing blood and bile from the deep cuts she received at the hands of the Buffy from the alternate universe (Buffy Falconer). She dare not shape shift back into her two legged form. She couldn't bare to see what the beating might have done to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What scared her more than the wounding however was what the long term consequences could be. This was twice now that she had been humiliated - once by the fiery breath of Redy the small dragon and now by one of the Buffys. Her mother, the demon lord Kailyn, was a conduit for the Senior Partners. What would they think about this failure?&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What would they do to her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sr6ED-P9YVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/jatZbJ_i0zU/s1600-h/Snapshot_388.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sr6ED-P9YVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/jatZbJ_i0zU/s400/Snapshot_388.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385887408166101330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Doctor Siamendes, Xander, Redy, Buffy and Oz]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internal Memorandum to the Sunnydale Chamber of Commerce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concerned about the level of violence and delusional acting out among the youth of Sunnydale, the town elders have begun to sponsor the "Sunnydale Syndrome" Support Group. The activities of this group will be a combination of individual and group counselling along with organized recreational activities designed to encourage self esteem and sensible thinking, and to provide the young with the structures needed to develop into happy, healthy, well-adjusted adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first meeting was held earlier this month. Seated on comfortable pillows on the second floor of the hospital, the attendees made their introduction and shared a little bit about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The support group is hosted by Dr. Pepper Siamendes. The doctor will soon become a familiar face to our community working both in the Sunnydale Hospital and Blood Bank and at the city morgue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Siamendes reports, "Our streets and parks are full of young people crying out for needed attention. Delusional thinking is common. Such absurdities as the belief in the existence of vampires or that most people in Sunnydale have duplicate copies of themselves running around town points to the fragmented emotional condition of today's youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nevertheless, the young people who have attended our session have all taken the first step towards normalcy. If we can continue to reach out to these young people, and those like them, we can make a difference here in Sunnydale."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-7772724495571846492?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/7772724495571846492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=7772724495571846492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7772724495571846492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7772724495571846492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/10/deep-wounds.html' title='Deep Wounds'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sr6ED-P9YVI/AAAAAAAAAWE/jatZbJ_i0zU/s72-c/Snapshot_388.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8221444763971625976</id><published>2009-09-26T14:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T14:12:03.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dragon's Tale</title><content type='html'>Redy, the little Dragon, was very concerned about Buffy. Since the Slayer saw her mothers ghost, she hasn't been the same. The weird insomnia Buffy had was not normal and had to stop. So Redy decided to walk to the hospital with hopes of finding something there which would help Buffy. The little Dragon rummaged in the sterile smelling closets and the different drawers she was able to reach on her tiptoes when she heard a familiar sound. She didn't believe what she just heard. It was a screech. Definitely a screech from another Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carefully Redy peeked around the next door and froze. An ugly green kind of Dragon on two legs stood in front of the door to the hospital. He was much bigger than her and wrapped in iron. The small fierce yellow eyes glared at Jai and Andrew (Gabe). A heavy load of fire spit out of the Dragons (Kaezin) mouth and he ordered “Stay back, and no one gets hurt!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sniffed in the air and smelled what he was searching for. The ugly head was turning. “I want the Hatchie”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy still thought she is dreaming and looked carefully around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sr6BS-4h7pI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ec1cM75c8h4/s1600-h/Snapshot+_+Sunnydale+SL+_Sunnydale+Hospital,+Sunnydale+SL+%28226,.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sr6BS-4h7pI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ec1cM75c8h4/s400/Snapshot+_+Sunnydale+SL+_Sunnydale+Hospital,+Sunnydale+SL+%28226,.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385884367499423378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“What do you want here?” Redy asked. “And most of all, how did you get here?” The eyes of the small Dragon widened as she spoke, realizing if another Dragon was able to come to Sunnydale by will, there must be a way out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I want you to come with me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy frowned again and took some steps back. “You aren't one of my race.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh … oh … yes I am” the ugly Dragon kneeled down and reached out a claw “I just want to take you home … your mommy sent me … she`s worried.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy`s heart jumped. “You are a liar! My mom was the dragon who was killed by Angel!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just get in the bag,” the stranger enticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little Dragon sobbed, “she is dead …”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fast claw came close to Redy's face as the bigger Dragon dived at her and tried to put her in his magical bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, watch it tough guy, or Andrew will show you what for!”Andrew took another step back, brandishing his knife “You better... go away, demon. I'm a mighty warrior”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, you show him, Andrew” Jai cheered. “He is mighty, you just brag. He doesn't need to talk tough, he is Andrew the Mighty!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew thought he looked mighty pale, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bigger Dragon stood up. “You're coming or your pets start dying”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nuuuuuuuuuuu! Don`t hurt them!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Then” … big claws opened the magic bag on his side … “hop in”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Redy over here” Faith whispered but the Baby turned around and shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little Dragon looked into the yellow eyes and the thought about having friends here suddenly disappeared in her mind. She reached out to touch the bright light in the bag and the world went black around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith, Jai, Max and Andrew weren't sure what just happened. It was only sure Redy disappeared and the green big Dragon was laughing evilly. He bowed with a farcical gesture and walked away towards the sewers, mumbling something about “payday”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last moment Faith realized he was making his way to the Hellmouth and she poked the others hard and started running after the Dragon who was just escaping with her little friend.&lt;br /&gt;Half on the way to the sewers they were able to stop him for a bit, but the Dragon was too strong. He ran and jumped into the Hellmouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy in the meantime was dreaming about campfires and marshmellows and happy storytelling for her and her little brothers and sisters, wrapped up warm by a tail of one of her Elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;[text by Redy9 Shepherd; picture courtesy Alexandria Panthar]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8221444763971625976?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8221444763971625976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8221444763971625976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8221444763971625976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8221444763971625976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/09/dragons-tale.html' title='A Dragon&apos;s Tale'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sr6BS-4h7pI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ec1cM75c8h4/s72-c/Snapshot+_+Sunnydale+SL+_Sunnydale+Hospital,+Sunnydale+SL+%28226,.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1892635351740562937</id><published>2009-09-13T13:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T13:22:48.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunnydale Syndrome</title><content type='html'>[The following is an except from an essay by Jai Raghilda, student, UC Sunnydale. The condition Ms. Raghilda describes is of great importance to anyone concerned with mental health issues and the youth of Sunnydale.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunnydale Syndrome, the new Stockholm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thesis: People subjected to prolonged periods of severe stress become susceptible to suggestibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: Sunnydale High School, Sunnydale SL (158, 157, 28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subjects: Underground Vigilante group self-nicknamed the "Scoobies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Scoobie is 1960's drug culture slang for marijuana which persists today and popularized by a mystery solving cartoon "Scooby-Doo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi I'm Buffy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss359/JaiRaghilda/BuffySmartOne.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss359/JaiRaghilda/BuffySmartOne.jpg" alt="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss359/JaiRaghilda/BuffySmartOne.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and me too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss359/JaiRaghilda/BuffyPrettyOne.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss359/JaiRaghilda/BuffyPrettyOne.jpg" alt="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss359/JaiRaghilda/BuffyPrettyOne.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two "twins" claim to both be Buffy Summers, although one is supposedly from another dimension. One Buffy has a sister named Dawn, but the other Buffy does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I introduce myself as a local student attending the community college, which had some exposure to Sunnydale High School. I inform them that I am doing a paper on Stockholm syndrome and related stress related denial mentalities, referring to bystanders naturally. I sprinkle my dialogue with urban contemporary vernacular such as "Sunnydale is whack." They are mostly too self-involved to notice that I am not adept at street slang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone named Redy and Faith and yet another Buffy questioned Pepper, who said that there is some sort of a war coming. Pepper is supposedly a vampire-demon hybrid whose mom is the Demon-God Kailyn, this made possible because her dad is a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper wants a Grimoire which will allow her to alter her shape. Four Slayers, two Faiths and two Buffys, and someone named Redy found it. I am unsure if the multitudes of the same person are a club designation or the submerging of personality bonding to an archetype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of chatter about the grimoire and a key that would unlock it. Mostly about motivations and idle speculation about the contents. Pepper wants to enhance herself before the coming "War of the Demon Gods".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key is a 15th century renaissance piece which induced a different temperature sensation to different people. The Buffy’s and the Faiths all said it felt cool, Redy said it felt warm, but it burned Dawn's hand. Unsurprising, nobody likes Dawn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1892635351740562937?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1892635351740562937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1892635351740562937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1892635351740562937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1892635351740562937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunnydale-syndrome.html' title='Sunnydale Syndrome'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-825357365578453597</id><published>2009-09-11T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:28:02.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Key Insight</title><content type='html'>"This is the key to the book that's causing all the fuss." Buffy put the old silver key upon the coffee table. The Summers sisters sat in the living room reviewing the events of another day in Sunnydale.  Today was particularly difficult as Dawn had been attacked by the cat woman who appeared in town demanding the grimoire be given to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you have it? You should like hide it," said Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes ... younger Buffy gave it to slightly older Buffy who gave it to me." Buffy continued. "Redy said it felt warm. Buffy said it felt cool."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The key?" asked Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you feel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn picked the key up from the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SqsQBzPnLhI/AAAAAAAAASY/b4id4FgJBXQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_339.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SqsQBzPnLhI/AAAAAAAAASY/b4id4FgJBXQ/s400/Snapshot_339.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380411802945793554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It's ....Whoa" Dawn tossed it in the air. "It's way hot - like fire"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn looked at her hand. "Look, it burned me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Put your hand under water," Buffy said quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy pocketed the key as Dawn headed for the kitchen sink and put her hand under the running water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is that?" asked Dawn. "It hurts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Redy wondered if something was living inside the key," replied Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn took her hand out of the water. Buffy looked at it closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How does it feel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It hurts like hell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want a cold compress on that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nah. Thanks though. I'm gonna go to bed I think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's a good idea. It's been a long day." Buffy smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Night Buffy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Night Dawn."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-825357365578453597?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/825357365578453597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=825357365578453597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/825357365578453597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/825357365578453597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/09/key-insight.html' title='Key Insight'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SqsQBzPnLhI/AAAAAAAAASY/b4id4FgJBXQ/s72-c/Snapshot_339.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8315514563035584165</id><published>2009-08-30T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:54:54.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seek and Go Hide (Part Three)</title><content type='html'>"Okay, let's start," said Angel [Duncan].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the exception of the older Buffy, who had remained out on patrol, the gang had returned to the Magic Box. The younger Buffy had found the key in a pipe by the same abandoned building where she had found the grimoire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I bet we'll need a spell to open it," said Buffy [Kammy]. "A book this powerful probably won't open for just a key."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy took the key and tried to unlock the book with it and wondered why the key was warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A warm key..." remarked Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's that mean??" asked Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book would not open. "Hmm, nothing happens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are we sure that there is nothing locked in the key?" asked Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can something be locked in a key??" said Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy stared at the key in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It would be an answer why the key is warm," explained Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzled, Buffy wondered out loud, "Unless we need a spell, a spell to go with the key..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...or only the right one can use it." interrupted Redy. "Our elders told us stories about such things. Sometimes things are waiting for the right one to be used by it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How are we suppose to know who the right one is??" asked Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe you should try it out Buffy," suggested Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me?? Why would it be me??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uhm... Slayer? Chosen one?" smiled Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh.. right." Buffy carefully placed her hand on the key preparing for the heat. "It's cool." She was surprised. "It's not warm at all..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Try to open it," urged Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy put the key in the lock and tried to turn it. "It won't turn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger Faith [Alexandria] then placed her hand over Buffy's and tried to help her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good idea Faith," said Buffy, "Maybe both of us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy tried to turn the key with Faith's help. There was an audible *click* and the grimoire opened. The two Slayers looked at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy opened the book. "There's all sorts of spells here...shapeshifting spells. We can't let Pepper get ahold of this book. She could make herself invincible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep the grimoire here," said the older Faith [Alanna].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But we need to hide it," said Buffy, "From what I understand....she can shape shift into a mix of more than one creature..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That would make her dangerous," added Angel, "We need a good place to hide it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group discussed a range of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;"The library would be too obvious...."&lt;br /&gt;"Hide it in the back room under the desk...."&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe Willow could ..."&lt;br /&gt;"We could hide it at my mansion...."&lt;br /&gt;"She will find it, I`m sure...."&lt;br /&gt;"What if the wrong Spike finds it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the small dragon spoke up. "I could take it. I can`t read it, so there won`t be danger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay Redy you take the book," said Buffy, "And hide it somewhere, somewhere Pepper would never find it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Separate it from the key," added the younger Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, definitely," agreed Buffy, "I'll take the key."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For some reason I don`t feel very safe now," said the dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong Redy??" asked Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just a feeling," Redy shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Give it to Giles," said the older Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We make decoys,"suggested the younger Faith, "Pretend we never found it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can keep it until I meet Giles again," said Redy, "or until Pepper is able to get me ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She won't be able to open it up," said the younger Faith, "If it took us both the first time B - she can't get in it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"True," said Buffy, "I'll take the key and hide it outside of Sunnydale...somewhere Pepper can't get her hands on it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's hope that will help," added Redy, "but .... she will be very angry. We are cheating her and I`m sure she doesn't like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sure she doesn't," said Buffy, "but what choice do we have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;[Thank you Redy for the content for this posting]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8315514563035584165?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8315514563035584165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8315514563035584165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8315514563035584165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8315514563035584165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/seek-and-go-hide-part-three.html' title='Seek and Go Hide (Part Three)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3939965948111989197</id><published>2009-08-30T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:16:00.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seek and Go Hide (Part Two)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SpFflzj3ufI/AAAAAAAAANk/nrQzW-UDzbU/s1600-h/Pic_+Rp+21st+August.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SpFflzj3ufI/AAAAAAAAANk/nrQzW-UDzbU/s400/Pic_+Rp+21st+August.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373180933530171890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The stairs of the abandoned house creaked as the two younger Slayers and the small dragon climbed to the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I found the book upstairs," explained the younger Buffy, "Redy and Faith check the right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Three rooms. Three superbeings," remarked the younger Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One is a toilet and I doubt it's in there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy muttered something about dark and cold and really wanting to be at home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't see a key anywhere," said the younger Buffy. As she continued looking Redy and Faith stepped out of the house for some fresh air. From across the field came the older Buffy and older Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uhm uhm, Angel is here," Redy pointed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Angel?" asked the older Faith, "Is he now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh! Angel?" the older Buffy's [Javelin] face brightened up. "Angel, you're back..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," answered Angel [Duncan].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...anything new?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not really," replied Angel, "I just cant the feeling outta my mind that something big is going on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy took a deep breath. "Yahh... we all feel that way right about now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe I will have to ask some "old friends" about that," continued Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy drew a bit closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's the deep breath before the plunge," remarked Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I say we go beat up Spike..." added Buffy cheerfully, "that always helps."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy interrupted, "Hey now he was very nice the last time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Besides," Buffy smiled,"we've come all this way... would be rude to leave without saying hello."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;[Thank you Redy for the picture and content for this posting]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3939965948111989197?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3939965948111989197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3939965948111989197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3939965948111989197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3939965948111989197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/seek-and-go-hide-part-two.html' title='Seek and Go Hide (Part Two)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SpFflzj3ufI/AAAAAAAAANk/nrQzW-UDzbU/s72-c/Pic_+Rp+21st+August.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5888315115042816806</id><published>2009-08-30T15:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:15:38.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seek and Go Hide (Part One)</title><content type='html'>"Why don't you two head over to the hospital and the Bronze and see if you can find this book," suggested the older Faith [Alanna].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Slayers - two Buffys and two Faiths -and Redy, their dragon ally had been combing Sunnydale all day looking for the grimoire of shape shifting spells that Pepper had mentioned. If such a thing indeed existed it was important that they find it before she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The hospital has books?" asked Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You never know," said the older Faith, This book is obviously owned by someone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Might wanna check Spike's crypt and the mansion Angel lives in too." she added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In other words - search everywhere for the book," remarked younger Faith [Alexandria], completing the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes but divide...two teams."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy wandered out of the Magic Box accompanied by the younger Faith, just as the younger Buffy rushed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo. Just in time B," said the younger Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I got it!" Buffy [Kammy] cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You...got the book?" asked Redy, both pleased and surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?? Where?!" asked the younger Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And for all, from whom?" finished Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger Buffy explained. "I was pulled away by some vamps in the sewers and I was able to get enough info out of them to find it in an old abandoned house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, oh, oh!" Redy jumped up and down with excitement. Buffy passed the grimoire to the small dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back inside the Magic Box, Redy put the book upon the table. The cover was made of silver and was secured with a hasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's locked. Can we open it with something?" asked Redy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe there's a key there too," added the younger Buffy, "I didn't see one but..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll go back with you B," volunteered the younger Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will come with you," said the dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;[Thank you Redy for the content for this posting]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5888315115042816806?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5888315115042816806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5888315115042816806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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As the door swung shut, a cloud of dust stirred from the floor and played around Redy's tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Redy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm?" asked Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the young Buffy [Kammy]. "Spit it out. What was Pepper talking about? 'Once they realize what you really are.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She is trying to drag me to her side. It's not the first time," Redy shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But what.. are you?" asked Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a dragon," explained Redy."A baby at the moment, only 758 years old."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And when you get older...bigger I mean..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then I'm still a dragon, only older and bigger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You won't become evil will you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy smiled. "I only know of one who became evil so far... only one who came back from a trip to the universe and he was ill in mind...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy didn't  reply. Instead she said,"We better find Faith."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young dragon and the young Slayer entered the tunnels beneath Sunnydale through the passage in the rear of the crypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they rejoined Faith [Alanna], suddenly Redy said, "But I know what she is trying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh??" asked Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If she is able to make people afraid of me .... then I'm alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She knows your too valuable to be with us 'cause she is afraid of you," added Faith with a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy and the two Slayers walked through the moss and puddles of water that had collected in the sewers since the flooding of Sunnydale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Redy, I trust you," Buffy remarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy continued, "I was just asking because I don't know a lot about dragons."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy paused a moment. "Pepper knows that," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the patrol drew to a close as Buffy went off on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright...go home Redy" said Faith turning to the small dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Home?" asked Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not much more you can do here," continued Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy pouted and then wandered off towards the Magic Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;[Thank you Redy for submitting the content for this posting]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8578802514991265254?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8578802514991265254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8578802514991265254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8578802514991265254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8578802514991265254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/web-of-lies-seeds-of-doubt-part-two.html' title='Web of Lies, Seeds of Doubt (Part Two)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-2740830615024091500</id><published>2009-08-21T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T11:31:06.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Web of Lies, Seeds of Doubt (Part One)</title><content type='html'>The smell of ozone lingered in the air. Threads of spider web on Redy and Faith [Alanna] slowly dissolved. Pepper's hair still smoldered from the lightning blasts the small dragon had blasted across Spike's crypt. Young Buffy [Kammy] stood by with her sword drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negotiations, however, were going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It doesn't happen that you know something about a new vamp in town, do you?" asked Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe," shrugged Pepper, "how much is that worth to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aha! Maybe...." replied Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper had been out hunting in the form of the giant spider when the Slayers and the dragon had found her and the usual rage and fury had resulted. Then, during a pause in the fighting, Redy had offered Pepper a deal, an exchange of information, with free threats and insults of course. Pepper was never one to let an opportunity like that pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, I'll tell you what I know....but in exchange I want something too," offered Pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What might that be?" asked Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A grimoire, a magic book of spells about shape shifting. I can naturally shift into a spider, because that is what I am. But I want more.. more forms... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We could wrap you in toilet paper," said Redy,"I'm sure it would make a great mummy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy smirked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper ignored the barb, "So, do we have a deal? A book for information?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like the sound of that," said Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know where this grimoire is?" pressed Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No idea or I wouldn't ask you..." Pepper thought for a moment "Okay, tell you what....you keep an eye out for my book..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For your book?" interrupted Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and as a gesture of good faith..." Pepper looked at Faith and cleared her throat, "I will give you this information for free."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith jumped at the offer. "Done.. it's a deal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait," cried Buffy, "What's a deal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Buffy could offer objections, Pepper started to tell them about the vampire returning to town and about what she knew about the demon god Genous. It didn't matter to Pepper that they knew. She owed nothing to any of these other demons. It was more important that she find out about the grimoire. It may not exist. It may be only a rumor but Pepper didn't have the resources these Slayers had to find such a thing. She didn't expect them to give her this book. However, if they found it, then she at least knew who she had to kill to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she had finished answering their questions, Pepper turned to the small dragon. "You are a feisty one..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who me? 'Says the vamp,'" laughed Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like your style. Are you sure you don't want to switch sides?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't like me too much," warned Redy, "It could kill you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, they will kill you when you get bigger...." Pepper said with a sly smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy laughed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will scare them you see," added Pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be sure, they won't be alive then. None of you will be. Dragons are made for eternity and they grow slowly." offered Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They kill what they are afraid of," continued Pepper. "Once they realize what you really are...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then they could kill you too, you know," countered Redy with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper shrugged. "They try...only you made a difference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Buffy interrupted, "What is she talking about Redy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I think I've said enough," finished Pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy glared at Pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper looked at the dragon, "I will see you around Redy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's for sure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper nodded at Faith and Buffy. "Bye Slayers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spidey," said Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper walked out of the crypt. She didn't let it show, but it took all she had to turn her back on the dragon that had burned her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-2740830615024091500?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/2740830615024091500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=2740830615024091500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2740830615024091500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2740830615024091500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/web-of-lies-seeds-of-doubt-part-one.html' title='Web of Lies, Seeds of Doubt (Part One)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-2271163547829792637</id><published>2009-08-19T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:37:38.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Deathmatch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; The Chalice of Juturna was restored and the waters that threatened to swallow Sunnydale were turned back. The eight responsible each received a magic sword as reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having being defeated at the hands of Buffy and owners of two of these swords, Pepper is now in the process of reconstituting and is vowing revenge. Slayers and scoobies must try to stop her and her allies as she transforms and strengthens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;[from game guidelines by Zeno Baxton]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SozUI_hlgEI/AAAAAAAAANU/qUjKy7l15Yc/s1600-h/Snapshot_328.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SozUI_hlgEI/AAAAAAAAANU/qUjKy7l15Yc/s400/Snapshot_328.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371901706502504514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pepper ran through the graveyard, her boney feet crushing the grass beneath her.  Since her  chance meeting with the two Buffys at Wolfram and Hart, she had kept moving. Despite her bravado she knew she was in no state to confront the Slayers on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, she came upon a dark figure standing confidently among the monuments. The pale moon illumined his face. Here was someone she knew. Here was the ally she needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You...I know you," she stated "You serve the Master too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vampire, Xander Harris [Soara], turned to face the skeletal form before him. "Yes I do," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper croaked, "That dragon and the Slayer.. they did this to me... burned me with that dragon breath." She held out her arms indicating her skinless state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And her scoobies I imagine," added Xander helpfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice whistled through the bones of her body. It was filled with despair and rage. "I want them all to pay! I can feel myself returning... it's slower than it should be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Show them no mercy," directed Xander. He stopped and sniffed the air, "I smell company."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good, good," added Pepper with dark glee. "I want revenge. I can feel it in my bones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final score&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoobies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Javelin Somerset (Buffy)  - 5 kills&lt;br /&gt;Kreng Jonson (Daniel) - 3 kills&lt;br /&gt;Merissa Frostbyte - 0 kills&lt;br /&gt;Redy9 Shepherd - 1 kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampires/Demons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin Freng (joining game in progress) - 0 kills&lt;br /&gt;Pepper Siamendes  - 1 kill&lt;br /&gt;Soara Jewell  (Xander) - 1 kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper could take the defeat. She could take the bruising. Her normal body had finally reconstituted and she even managed to draw some blood today. What she couldn't stand though was the gloating from the victorious scoobies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to put a brave face on things, after all it was nice to have a face again. "Okay Slayer... you may have won this round...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merissa interrupted, "We're white hats. We always win."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tsk," said Buffy. "Save it, heard it all before... 'you may have won the match, but the war will be mine' yada yada yada..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merissa added, "How about 'I will have my revenge.'.... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel  joined in, "When will the bad guys get new lines? Seriously, they're older than old!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merissa continued, "...or 'You will RUE the day you crossed me!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper scowled. This was very frustrating. "Come on Xander...the Master will not be please..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yah! Now THAT's original," fired Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...but I'd rather face him than have to listen to this lot."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-2271163547829792637?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/2271163547829792637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=2271163547829792637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2271163547829792637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2271163547829792637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/team-deathmatch.html' title='Team Deathmatch'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SozUI_hlgEI/AAAAAAAAANU/qUjKy7l15Yc/s72-c/Snapshot_328.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-365207432760600695</id><published>2009-08-18T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:38:17.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless Bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SothsUMFLvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/hsr_IrEHv9k/s1600-h/Snapshot_313.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SothsUMFLvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/hsr_IrEHv9k/s400/Snapshot_313.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371494394530967282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Pepper....."said the young Buffy [Kammy].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's Pepper?"  asked the older Buffy [Zeno]. "I thought Redy dusted her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Buffys stood examining the skeleton resting on the steel table. They were in the laboratory of the Wolfram and Hart building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger Buffy covered her nose, "Eh, that smell. We did. I thought we did. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like baked spider..." The older Buffy looked closely at the bones. she pointed, "You can see the fangs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Something about this isn't right...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older Buffy looked up, "Kaezin told me she might reconstitute... you know like orange juice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reconstitute??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older Buffy continued, "She's half demon. The vamp in some ways is easy to kill..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But half demon.... not so much" The younger Buffy finished the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skeleton twitched then quickly leaped from the table to the marble floor. A ghostly voice croaked, "Hello Ladies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young Buffy snapped, "Hey Pepper, you're looking rather boney."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper gave a hoarse laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I knew you needed to lose weight but I think you took it a little far," continued Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, a little slender I will admit. Of course, no heart yet. It takes a while to grow back. So no heart...no fear of stakes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yet assuming you are around long enough for it to grow back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper laughed. "Oh not to worry about that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And why is that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because I'm outa here." Pepper bolted for the stairs. Both Buffys hollered as the skeleton disappeared out of the building and into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fog rolled between the gravestone. Somewhere a dog howled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two Buffys met on the broken ground near the Wolfram and Hart building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The younger of the two spoke first, "She got away...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She can't get far looking like that...she will have to hide."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, especially with all the stray dogs," added young Buffy with a laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-365207432760600695?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/365207432760600695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=365207432760600695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/365207432760600695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/365207432760600695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/restless-bones.html' title='Restless Bones'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SothsUMFLvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/hsr_IrEHv9k/s72-c/Snapshot_313.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-6632573914917580187</id><published>2009-08-18T18:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:38:51.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Sword</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SotQT_DFEeI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5UDB9k3iRsQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_305.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SotQT_DFEeI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5UDB9k3iRsQ/s400/Snapshot_305.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371475284841533922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It's a lovely sword," remarked Laken, "and so unique."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's a serious looking sword," added Buffy [Zeno]. "What does that symbol at the end mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Buffy...the other Buffy, thought maybe the pummel was important," said Kaezin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy and Kaezin had come to the Wicca Adademy hoping to find some answers about the nature of Kaezin's new sword.  He had received the weapon in a quest to restore the Chalice of Juturna, the Roman Goddess of Waters and in doing so helped turn back the sea water that had threatened to swallow Sunnydale. It had watered down his beer he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Protection," explained Laken, one of the head witches in the local coven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like a shield of some kind?" asked Buffy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a gentle knocking at the door.  Redy, the small dragon slipped quietly into the room. Buffy and Kaezin greeted her with smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laken elaborated, "This sword will protect those who bare it." She then turned and warmly greeted the dragon. "Hello dear one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and it makes a great bottle opener," added Kaezin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laken continued, "You're a fortunate demon Kaezin but you earned this gift all the same... a champions sword."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's shiny," acknowledged Kaezin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Caution," warned Laken, "Protection is a neutral thing. The power you wield can be so dangerous in the wrong hands. The sword is yours but not bound to you ..if taken it will serve&lt;br /&gt;that master."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy interjected "So it isn`t just a sword?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Great," said Kaezin, "So the Mayor may want this added to his collection."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," replied Laken, "I imagine he would."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laken again turned to the small dragon.  "Tea Redy?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy looked at the sharp thingy and thought it would be only a toothpick for the older ones of her family. "Tea," she smiled at Laken, "Thank you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-6632573914917580187?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/6632573914917580187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=6632573914917580187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6632573914917580187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6632573914917580187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-sword.html' title='The New Sword'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SotQT_DFEeI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5UDB9k3iRsQ/s72-c/Snapshot_305.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5128489774973901283</id><published>2009-08-12T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T08:59:53.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Abyss (Part Two)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A total of eight players completed the Abyss Quest.&lt;br /&gt;These players are, in order:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kaezin Freng - winner of a Roleplayer + membership&lt;br /&gt;2. Hathor Ronas&lt;br /&gt;3. Merissa Frostbite&lt;br /&gt;4. Spike Warwillow&lt;br /&gt;5. Alanna Vilotta&lt;br /&gt;6. Soara Jewell&lt;br /&gt;7. Redy9 Shepherd&lt;br /&gt;8. Darth Chrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to all who participated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLl0gZPvuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/taSkIclni2U/s1600-h/Submerged_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLl0gZPvuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/taSkIclni2U/s400/Submerged_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369106395990834914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunnydale swallowed by the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLlv1b5tJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/diCxAGBBgVE/s1600-h/Hellmouth01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLlv1b5tJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/diCxAGBBgVE/s400/Hellmouth01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369106315739772050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daring to enter the Hellmouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLleyRcWOI/AAAAAAAAAL8/tSdJs9ZiLwc/s1600-h/Holy+Cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLleyRcWOI/AAAAAAAAAL8/tSdJs9ZiLwc/s400/Holy+Cross.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369106022832822498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Guardian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLlE1TYL7I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Qiv4e0xYc5s/s1600-h/Heaven%27s+Gate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLlE1TYL7I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Qiv4e0xYc5s/s400/Heaven%27s+Gate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369105576969646002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The end of the quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLk1WjDfbI/AAAAAAAAALs/TyuKgtE9vTk/s1600-h/Golden+Chalice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLk1WjDfbI/AAAAAAAAALs/TyuKgtE9vTk/s400/Golden+Chalice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369105311015861682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Chalice of Juturna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5128489774973901283?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5128489774973901283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5128489774973901283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5128489774973901283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5128489774973901283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/abyss-part-two.html' title='The Abyss (Part Two)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SoLl0gZPvuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/taSkIclni2U/s72-c/Submerged_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5263591205317335981</id><published>2009-08-07T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T13:49:51.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Abyss</title><content type='html'>"The consequences of the time rift had began to show its age, the Scoobies thought they’d seen it all. But little did they know what the ‘new future’ holds for them. Ever since the beginning of the spatiotemporal crisis, our heroes had set course for a new journey into a multitude of parallel futures. One of these futures, was on course to hit Sunnydale with an aquatic force. This future belonged to a timeline where Good had lost the war against Evil, every last slayer defeated, and the Earth overrun by Evil itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Snzm3V9np3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/vPXF7hFJJNA/s1600-h/Snapshot_290.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Snzm3V9np3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/vPXF7hFJJNA/s400/Snapshot_290.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367418694381578098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Many centuries ago, ‘The Guardians’, a pagan stronghold whom kept a close eye on the first Watchers, predicted this fate would one day come. As a desperate measure to defend the future Earth, they’d cursed Sunnydale with a spell that would submerge the city in water, and along with it, the Hellmouth. In order to do this, they had stolen the Chalice of Juturna (Roman Goddess of water), and shattered it, scattering its pieces far from the Hellmouth. However, The Guardians failed to foresee the reality that stands today… every generation living together and breathing the same space."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;[from game guidelines by Javelin Somerset]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SnzmiW_8VcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/f8_mwOrv8rw/s1600-h/Snapshot_291.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SnzmiW_8VcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/f8_mwOrv8rw/s400/Snapshot_291.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367418333882504642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new way of getting to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sn82Td10IvI/AAAAAAAAALY/8r0Pi2LUrk4/s1600-h/Snapshot_293.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sn82Td10IvI/AAAAAAAAALY/8r0Pi2LUrk4/s400/Snapshot_293.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368068988904678130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hathor and Xander fighting a demon-ammonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Congratulations to Kaezin Freng and Hathor Ronas the first two players to complete the quest:  finding all sixteen pieces, solving the riddles and restoring the broken chalice to wholeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations and thank you to Javelin Somerset who designed and developed this weekend-long puzzle game.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5263591205317335981?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5263591205317335981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5263591205317335981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5263591205317335981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5263591205317335981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/abyss.html' title='The Abyss'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Snzm3V9np3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/vPXF7hFJJNA/s72-c/Snapshot_290.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3099763859563601768</id><published>2009-08-03T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T16:52:44.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Slayer's Scythe (Part Three)</title><content type='html'>EPILOGUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy-bot stood quietly in the jail cell, her lost scythe now resting in her right hand. The voice that whispered in her head was silent now, as if it had completed it task and had no further reason to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officers Freng and Rosenberg had left the station house. The last thing Officer Freng had said was that "the Mayor will be informed." Buffy-bot wasn't sure why but she thought this was important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door of the police station hissed open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand this world..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy-bot looked up at the new voice. It was Glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have a nice toy and I want this toy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have found my scythe," announced Buffy-bot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..this Scythe in my bedroom. Perfect. Oh you are a robot. Sorry, you don't understand. Humans don't understand me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy-bot looked at Glory and stated, "You are Glory... you have lost your key."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Buffy-bot. My thing, it's my KEY. Have you information Buffy-bot?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't tell you. I must protect Dawn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," replied Glory with a smile, "you must love me....you can tell me all."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3099763859563601768?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3099763859563601768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3099763859563601768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3099763859563601768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3099763859563601768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/slayers-scythe-part-three.html' title='The Slayer&apos;s Scythe (Part Three)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5101170012115752642</id><published>2009-08-01T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:46:33.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Slayer's Scythe (Part Two)</title><content type='html'>The sounds of battle filled the abandoned house - electrical discharges from the Tesla maces crackled and the clang of swords and axes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy-bot wandered calmly from room to room fixated on her task. She stopped and asked the small dragon who stood in the doorway. "Do you have my scythe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dragon replied with a steady stream of crossbow bolts that hit Buffy-bot with series of thuds. Buffy-bot started swinging and didn't stop until the dragon stopped moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy-bot kept looking until she suddenly came across it behind the old sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, there is my scythe," she reported to no one in particular. "I found my scythe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very good," said Officer Freng, "Let's get it back to the station."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow [Faith C] tried to argue with Buffy-bot. "It's Buffy Scythe, not yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I must take it somewhere safe. I know.... I will take it to the police station."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was somewhere safe." cried Willow, "The police are evil, Buffy-bot. They are tricking you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Office Freng... he is Sunnydale's Finest... he will know what to do," declared Buffy-bot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are not the good guys," explained Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will go there now," declared Buffy-bot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nuuuuuuu!" cried Redy, the dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No you won't," said Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy-bot had walked some distance from the abandoned house when Willow caught up with her. Willow struck Buffy-bot and Buffy-bot struck her back. Their battle raged across the broken ground of the darkside of Sunnydale. They traded blows wordlessly, evenly matched until the police officers and Scoobies rushed to the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are Willow...you are my friend...Willow I have to get my scythe to somewhere safe," Buffy-bot tried to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crowd had gathered around them - police officers, Buffy's friends, vampires and the dragon. Each one trying to be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Cops, are... not your friends.," said Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Follow me back to the station," said Officer Rosenberg [Bellarata].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bring it to the dragon. It will keep it safe," whispered Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy-bot found this very confusing. She looked around and called out, "Spike..?" He would know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," answered Spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the voice that whispered in her head grew louder, and it drowned out all other voices. Buffy-bot turned to the police officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are Officer Freng... you are Sunnydale's Finest," she declared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," replied the police officer, his eyes giving off a red demonic glow, "and you need to come back to the station with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need to come back to the station with you," Buffy-bot echoed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..or hand me the shiny scythe.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow cried out, "No! Don't!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy-bot raised her arm slowly and she carefully handed the scythe to Officer Freng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No Buffy!" screamed Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Buffy!" said Spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nuuuuuuu!" cried Redy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Officer Freng did something that Buffy-bot didn't understand at all. Officer Freng threw back his head and laughed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5101170012115752642?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5101170012115752642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5101170012115752642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5101170012115752642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5101170012115752642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/08/slayers-scythe-part-two.html' title='The Slayer&apos;s Scythe (Part Two)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-9093580730271730295</id><published>2009-07-30T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:43:45.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Slayer's Scythe (Part One)</title><content type='html'>Buffy-bot 2.0 marched through the sewer. Her scythe was here somewhere. She knew it. The voice that whispered in her head said it was so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned the corner of and saw something more precious to her than the missing weapon. It was Spike rushing towards her with his Tesla mace ablaze and in his right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are Spike...you have washboard abs," she announced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike slowed his approach. "Looking for something Slayer?" he asked. Here was her anchor. He would know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you seen my scythe Spike?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Listen, you have to find the scythe and bring it to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I lost it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, you must find it...find it and bring it to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's under there," Buffy-bot pointed to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike made a noise then he ran away down the tunnel. Perplexed, Buffy-bot watched him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Soon she came across several police officers who also looked like they were searching for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I found Spike," she announced. "He will help me find my scythe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Willow Rosenberg [Bellarata], the soulless vampire, asked, "Do we need Spike?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need him very much," replied Buffy-bot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It does look like the scythe from the records I hope." remarked Officer Freng, his red demonic eyes flashing in the dim light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He will help find my scythe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good," replied Officer Freng. "Now find the scythe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy-bot thought this was very nice. Everyone she spoke with so far encouraged her to find her scythe.  She tried to be helpful, "Maybe Willow knows...she used my scythe and it bleached her hair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," commented Officer Rosenberg, " and not a good color for us either."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I miss Spike," sighed Buffy-bot. "I will find him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she wandered off, she heard Officer Freng asked his companions, "Who is monitoring the Scoobies?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ground near the cemetary was broken and uneven. Buffy-bot saw Spike up ahead in front of an old abandoned house. He was standing side by side with Willow [Faith C] and Xander [Soara]. Behind them stood a small green dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police officers had the house surrounded but Buffy-bot paid no attention to them. There was only one person she wanted to talk with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Spike...I missed you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello Slayer...bot ...thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have washboard abs," she remarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh please," said Spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Spike, oh Spike. I need you Spike," implored Buffy-bot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spike don't listen to her," warned Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy kicked Spike to wake him up. "Oi!" hollered Spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you help me find my scythe?" asked Buffy-bot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spike! It's not Buffy, you know that," said Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Think I'm falling for this robot?" snapped Spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Officer Freng pointed to Redy the dragon "Do you have a license for that thing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Rosenberg interjected, "Sir, I can have animal control on the line in seconds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the police prepared for their raid, Buffy-bot walked into the empty house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-9093580730271730295?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/9093580730271730295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=9093580730271730295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/9093580730271730295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/9093580730271730295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/07/slayers-scythe-part-one.html' title='The Slayer&apos;s Scythe (Part One)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8111472765337451050</id><published>2009-07-27T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:11:38.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crouching Spider, Tiny Dragon</title><content type='html'>Pepper screamed in frustration and struggled against the bindings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy the dragon stood before her, and with Pepper on the ground, they were looking eye to eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now...you can tell your stories," began the dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me go!" demanded Pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh no," remarked Willow, the ensouled vampire-witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nah, I like you hog tied," added Hathor, the vampire who lived with the lycan, a traitor to her own kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let me go and I'll tell you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nice try," returned the dragon,"You will tell us or you will stay until sunrise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper growled with rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Information first or I'll put you on a cross to BBQ when the sunrise approaches." Hathor smiled sweetly revealing her fangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper paused for a moment then started talking, "They want the scythe, the Slayer's scythe. Arresting the Slayers? That's gravy. Making a new bot from the designs of the old one? That's just an opportunity. It's always been the scythe they wanted. Willow used it.... will use it... to activate all the Slayers that can be..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hathor interrupted, "What's so great about this Scythe...I've heard about it once before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy replied, "I can remember old stories .. this scythe has great powers but they will need white magic for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From her awkward position on the ground Pepper looked around at then all, "Has it never occurred to any of you ... maybe Willow's spell can be undone....a world without slayers!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper struggled against her bonds, "Okay I told you..let me loose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like the idea of letting you rot in the sun personally," said Hathor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redy mused, "Let's think ... what will happen when we let you go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She'll be up to no good again, I'm sure, "answered Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what are you going to do with me then?" asked Pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hathor  got down on her knees,  pushed Pepper's hair back and looking at her said, "Yes I take my answer out on vampires for making me a beast. You, on the other hand, I won't kill just now but I will do this." She smirked and sank her teeth into Pepper's neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper screamed, "I'll get you for this..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sm3lc9i-YoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zdv7DMpKOQM/s1600-h/Snapshot_266.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sm3lc9i-YoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zdv7DMpKOQM/s400/Snapshot_266.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363195016988484226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hathor smirked at Pepper.  Her blue eyes had taken on a slight glow to them having fed on the other. "You don't like to be the prey do you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper fumed, "Okay.... what else do you want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aha, birdy is singing." Redy asked, "Do they already have info where the scythe is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know for sure... but they stopped trying to get the one the Slayer has already. They plan to dig it out of the ground."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So where are they digging?" asked Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper almost smiled, " No one noticed the signs in town? Sewer repair?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah. The old sewer repair trick?" Willow shook her head. "I missed the signs. I so embarrassed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every little bit of information you can provide keeps me from draining you down to no vital blood," added Hathor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Drain away Hathor.... my dad's a lawyer...and mom is Kailyn. I never stay down for long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'll give you that," remarked Willow, and looking at Hathor she asked "Did she give us enough?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perhaps I should take you down to 0.25 liters of blood....See if you can crawl to the safety of the shadows from the Sun's reach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper started to wiggle, trying to crawl away She grunted in frustration. "Wait!" she cried out, "at least put me indoors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think we have what we needed from her and I got more than she took." Hathor looked to the other vampire, "Want to take a drink?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow replied, "Erm, I'm good. I've tasted her before, not much with the yummy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensing what she thought was opportunity Pepper looked at Redy, "Doesn't this make you uncomfortable?  How long before they are feeding off you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don`t worry about me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't trust them ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow rolled her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, your right. We're done here with Spiderman." Hathor cut the binding with a hidden knife, but not before hitting Pepper hard on the back of the head to knock her out a bit. Pepper's head hit the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the hue of the sun starting to appear Hathor said, "I need to get out of the sun before I'm roasted. I'll stay in Spikes crypt I guess." She made a face as if not caring for sharing rooms with the guy. "I could have killed her...but I'm being nice..." She said moving towards Spike's crypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before unconsciousness finally took her, Pepper felt the dragon drag her into the safety of the shadows and heard her say, "The hairy thingy could have other info some day for us."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8111472765337451050?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8111472765337451050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8111472765337451050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8111472765337451050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8111472765337451050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/07/crouching-spider-tiny-dragon.html' title='Crouching Spider, Tiny Dragon'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sm3lc9i-YoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zdv7DMpKOQM/s72-c/Snapshot_266.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5531784711089502801</id><published>2009-07-25T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:41:54.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffy-bot 2.0</title><content type='html'>"Oh no, this is bad..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow[Javelin] examined the data on the screen of her laptop. She sat by the window of the Wicca Academy and, with a worried look, glanced at the golden robot standing in the middle of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one had seen the Buffy-bot since it was confiscated by the Sunnydale Police Department, Special Task Force. Then today, a mechanical woman appeared in town, resembling Buffy, but with golden skin and the markings of the Sunnydale Police. It was easy to see that there was a connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had tried unsuccessfully to apprehend Buffy in the Bronze. Buffy disabled it and sent it to Willow at the Wicca Academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin stood examining the robot. He was a benevolent demon, a friend and companion to the Slayer, constantly seen with a trademark beer in his hand. The robot stood motionless with a blank vacant look on its face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yup," remarked Kaezin,"...its blonde."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmuFn_D52ZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1vd22e7IlYY/s1600-h/Snapshot_269.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmuFn_D52ZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1vd22e7IlYY/s400/Snapshot_269.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362526703303907730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Looks like all her files were downloaded, then erased," said Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But if its got that information. its root directory has to be intact."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and they've installed a program to search for a network...a direct net-link to Sunnydale PD." Willow looked up at Kaezin. "She's like a walking radar..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin waved the beer in his hand "Ooo...can we use that? She's bypassing the firewalls and wards."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She can take new orders and commands anytime they feel like inputing something...they don't even need to take her back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin took a  gulp of his beer, "So...they can be monitoring this whole conversation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I... I... I'll take this to Giles. Well, I better print it out before I do...He's like a computer slayer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow's fingers flew across the keyboard of her laptop."y... you think... umm, it's a good idea to leave her here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"um...no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you suggest we do? We can't...carry her..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya...know, I would put that chip back in and pretend this didn't happen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..it's broad daylight and she weighs a ton."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmtAVYS_MrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Vby-FPW18p8/s1600-h/Snapshot_271.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmtAVYS_MrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Vby-FPW18p8/s400/Snapshot_271.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362450517358228146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here goes nothing." Willow plugged the chip back in."Okay, switching on..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buffy-bot made a sound like powering up. In a voice eerily like Buffy's, the bot looked around the room and asked,"Where is Buffy Anne Summers? She is under arrest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin looked around like an innocent bystander. "Then she must be in jail, " he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buffy-bot tilted its head. "Processing ..orders..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wh... Why shall we tell you?" asked Willow. She gripped her notebook and hugged it tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bot noticed Willow. "Willow Ronsenberg, witch. Buffy's ...friend." It looked confused as if it was struggling to comprehend the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Looks like she knows who I am..." Willow frowned, her forehead creasing. "They must have filtered out some of the old data, and used it in the re-programming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buffy-bot intoned, "...orders...uploading...failed. Secondary protocol, return to station." It started suddenly and walked out of the door of the academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wh... what do you think it's doing?" cried Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaezin took a sip of his beer and watched as the robot as it left the building and crossed in front of the High School, its golden skin sparkling in the sun. Stating the obvious he remarked, "Leaving."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5531784711089502801?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5531784711089502801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5531784711089502801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5531784711089502801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5531784711089502801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/07/buffy-bot-20.html' title='Buffy-bot 2.0'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmuFn_D52ZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1vd22e7IlYY/s72-c/Snapshot_269.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-6541693890135796730</id><published>2009-07-20T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:45:11.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summoning the Guardian</title><content type='html'>Buffy wasn't so sure this was a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merissa Frost was from an order of Witches that dated back to Egypt, whose duty was to watch over all active Hellmouths. And here she insisted on doing a ritual at the Hellmouth to, in her words, "summon one of Anubis' guards."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candles flickered and the incense smoke curled and twisted. Merissa opened her book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I call on the Gods of the Nile. Bast and Anubis. The gods of Ma'ip and Neter Ket. We who have served you require a guardian. Send him forth now." She started the incantation, first in Latin and then what can only be Ancient Egyptian, ending on a high pitched counterpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned to the two Buffys [Zeno and Diana] and warned, "It's going to get real light in here and then real dark."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmSm4C1kg4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/m1h3znjCcKE/s1600-h/Snapshot_258.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmSm4C1kg4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/m1h3znjCcKE/s400/Snapshot_258.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360592938242179970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The area around the Hellmouth filled with a shower of particles of light then just as quickly with thick black smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Buffy coughed, "Woah, stinky... smells like wet cat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other Buffy covered her nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merissa smiled, "Funny you should mention that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly before them was a large white tiger with black stripes. Both Buffys suddenly went on guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmSnDiv49PI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/46buDMjLlec/s1600-h/Snapshot_260.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmSnDiv49PI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/46buDMjLlec/s400/Snapshot_260.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360593135786849522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Slayers! It's okay. He's the guardian. His name's Gar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the tiger spoke, "marsha blooz ma r'izz ... shi zuut sar myazrakk sar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He? you mean it worked?" asked Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yep. I wasn't sure it would. He got stuck in transit. But he's here," replied Merissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then addressed the tiger, "I summoned you because here is where the breakdown in reality is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned to the Slayers "Buffys, he's going to take, well, a humanoid shape. I warn you. He appears nearly naked." Then just as the witch predicted, the tiger shifted shape into that of a tall naked man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guardian spoke again, this time in English, "I sense a paradox. I see one in fact....You summoned me, Merissa. That means you've found a Necromancer or something worse. And who are the girls?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Multiple timeline versions of the Vampire Slayer," answered Merissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have passed to the afterlife and were brought back. It wasn't necromancy which brought you and it was done with pure intent. I bear you no ill will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy smiled and replied, "Well that's a relief... I'd hate to have to send you on your way since you just got here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guardian smiled, only half indulgently, "Of course."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-6541693890135796730?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/6541693890135796730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=6541693890135796730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6541693890135796730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6541693890135796730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/07/summoning-guardian.html' title='Summoning the Guardian'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmSm4C1kg4I/AAAAAAAAAJI/m1h3znjCcKE/s72-c/Snapshot_258.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3317399240773451953</id><published>2009-07-20T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T07:20:08.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coven</title><content type='html'>The air was full of the scent of aromatic herbs. The floor was made of old clay tiles. The solarium of the Wicca Academy reminded Buffy a little of her grandmother's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where the similarity ended.  Her grandmother never had a bubbling cauldron in the middle of her kitchen or a rack of jars labeled "Crocodile Heart" or "Salamander" in her pantry. Well, at least not that Buffy could remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy stepped inside  and gently closed the door behind her. She was careful not to interrupt the coven meeting. She stood there quietly listening to the soft voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What would you have me do?" asked Prescott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laken consulted her grimoire. "Okay, please find Griffin Claw."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prescott took a container from the shelf and read the label. "Griffin Claw - State: Solid; Claw. Used in: Strengthening Solution when powdered." He nodded knowingly, and added it to the cauldron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicca smiled. "Good job."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmSl1XF85uI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zCOycbGumDo/s1600-h/Snapshot_253.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmSl1XF85uI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zCOycbGumDo/s400/Snapshot_253.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360591792628360930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buffy watched as witch after witch each took an item from the shelf and added it to the potion bubbling in the old iron pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desdemona asked, "I see salamander, is that the right one?" She took the bottle from the shelf and read the label, "Salamander Blood.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay Prescott," said Laken, "something for flavor...pomegranate juice.... and Des excellent work on that blood....it's green so can be tricky for a beginner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy suddenly headed for the door. She had heard enough. In fact, one could argue that she had heard too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3317399240773451953?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3317399240773451953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3317399240773451953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3317399240773451953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3317399240773451953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/07/coven.html' title='The Coven'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SmSl1XF85uI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zCOycbGumDo/s72-c/Snapshot_253.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-9094237501334961741</id><published>2009-07-14T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:57:10.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Police Action in Sunnydale</title><content type='html'>Report to Mayor Richard Wilkins III&lt;br /&gt;From Sgt. Pepper Siamendes,&lt;br /&gt;Special Task Force, Sunnydale Police Department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sir:&lt;br /&gt;This report covers two attempts by our Special Task Force to apprehend Buffy Summers, Faith Lehane, and their associates, Willow Rosenberg and Xander Harris, in our on-going crackdown on the troublemakers in our community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sl1E5CbE86I/AAAAAAAAAIo/5UF63KBhjRA/s1600-h/Snapshot_244.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sl1E5CbE86I/AAAAAAAAAIo/5UF63KBhjRA/s400/Snapshot_244.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358514878334432162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday, July 8 - Operating on an anonymous tip, members of the Special Task Force made a general sweep of area nearby Sunnydale High School. We encountered several suspects and quickly surrounded them. As expected, these troublemakers refused to come quietly and added resisting arrest to the charges already against them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our forces pursued the suspects apprehending who we believed to be Buffy Summers. Only upon later examination did we learn that we had in fact arrested a robot likeness of the young woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sl1Eni83clI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LB1HuWNdQRA/s1600-h/Snapshot_245.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sl1Eni83clI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LB1HuWNdQRA/s400/Snapshot_245.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358514577828442706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken shortly before the camera attached to my uniform inexplicably ceased to function. It shows that despite being frozen in one place by Officer Rosenberg, Buffy Summers is a force to be reckoned with. This young woman and her associate Faith Lehane successfully incapacitated several of our officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sl1JD-f_FuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/7g7SqGlIHWQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_254.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sl1JD-f_FuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/7g7SqGlIHWQ/s400/Snapshot_254.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358519464306349794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday, July 14 - Trying a different approach, members of the Special Task Force attempted to apprehend Willy the Snitch, a known associate of several of the troublemakers. As expected several of the known suspects rushed to his aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our security cameras took this picture of Willow Rosenberg as she prepares to cast a spell during an attempt at breaking Willy the Snitch out of jail. She is a vampire much like our own Officer Rosenberg but has been tainted with a soul and fights alongside the Slayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sl1ETY7B9cI/AAAAAAAAAIY/O10BF-WCKh4/s1600-h/Snapshot_254.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sl1ETY7B9cI/AAAAAAAAAIY/O10BF-WCKh4/s400/Snapshot_254.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358514231539004866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bartender behind bars at last. Our officers managed to re-arrest Willy the Snitch. However, he could not provide up with useful information and was released several days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would describe these police actions as marginal victories at best. Over the two separate encounters we apprehended their robot the so-called "Buffy bot" and the bartender that these troublemakers have been protecting, while  Buffy Summers, Faith Lehane, the witches Willow Rosenberg (both human and ensouled vampire), and their associate Xander Harris remain at large.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-9094237501334961741?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/9094237501334961741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=9094237501334961741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/9094237501334961741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/9094237501334961741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/07/police-action-in-sunnydale.html' title='Police Action in Sunnydale'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sl1E5CbE86I/AAAAAAAAAIo/5UF63KBhjRA/s72-c/Snapshot_244.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1448654441625242399</id><published>2009-07-03T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:39:52.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wish (Part Three)</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, June 24 (Part Three)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SkQVOb5IU3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/qDYzUmtxIk4/s1600-h/Snapshot_228.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SkQVOb5IU3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/qDYzUmtxIk4/s400/Snapshot_228.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351425594972722034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giles looked up suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good Lord! Who are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the door of the library stood a young woman, dressed in camouflage. Her blonde hair tied in a tight braid that hung down her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory realized who this was. "Oh Buffy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's right. Wanna tell me what I'm doing here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giles replied. "We have a huge problem." He proceeded to tell the Slayer about Cordy's wish and his plan to reverse the spell. He told her how the town was dominated by vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haven't you sensed them? This town is overrun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know where they are and no one's ever tried to take them out? Well, point the way..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have seen the Master, " added Glory, "at the Bronze."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We do what we can. We're not slayers. If you'll help us, Glory can guide you to the nests."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy replied, "I might as well do something good while I'm in town."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at Glory, "Where is their nest?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy pushed open the heavy door of the factory. Following closely, Glory called out, "Buffy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in the middle of the workshop floor was a hideous looking machine with hoses and needles, and a conveyor belt that led to a nasty looking furnace. The vampires were in the process of placing a captive Cordelia on a metal table that rested between the sides of the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no," cried Glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vampire Willow looked up. "May we help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy drew her stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SkQU_PS9URI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3U8UenEF1PI/s1600-h/Snapshot_226.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SkQU_PS9URI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3U8UenEF1PI/s400/Snapshot_226.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351425333893353746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how they died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cordelia Chase, whose wish had set this tragedy in motion, had her life blood drained away by the Master's infernal machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory Chase, her cousin, died at the hands of the vampire Xander despite her powerful healing powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy Summers was killed by the Master in fulfillment of ancient prophecy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupert Giles attempted to restore reality to the way it was before Cordelia's wish.  He invoked Anyanka, Patron of Scorned Women with these words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O Anyanka, I beseech thee&lt;br /&gt;In the name of all women scorned&lt;br /&gt;Come before me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught inside his library office, he was slain by Anyanka for daring to call upon her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wooden stake rolled from Buffy's lifeless hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the dust settled on the factory floor, the Master walked away from the fallen Slayer. Surrounded by his most loyal servants, Xander and Willow, he drew a goblet of fresh blood from the machine quietly humming as it drained the life from Cordelia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have done well my children. We are the future!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raising the goblet high, he added, "...and the future indeed tastes sweet."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1448654441625242399?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1448654441625242399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1448654441625242399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1448654441625242399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1448654441625242399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/07/wish-part-three.html' title='The Wish (Part Three)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SkQVOb5IU3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/qDYzUmtxIk4/s72-c/Snapshot_228.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-7420805871105554790</id><published>2009-06-29T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:05:22.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wish (Part Two)</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, June 24 (Part Two)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory Chase, Cordelia's cousin, sprinted across the field towards the school to warn Giles and the others. She had been spying on the vampires from behind the stage of the Bronze. She rushed into the school library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Master is in the Bronze," she cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cordelia was standing there trying to explain what had happened to reality to Giles. With them was Kat who made up the team of fighters doing what they could to defend Sunnydale against the plague of the undead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat interrupted Cordy, "Someone's coming..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory called out, "It's too late"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vampires tried to overwhelm the small group. The fight spilled out of the school and into the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a lull in the combat, Cordy urgently told Giles her story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If Buffy came back... they'd be gone. They don't want me to bring Buffy back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good lord," remarked Giles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wished her away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Giles pressed Cordy to continue, Kat warned off an attacking vampire, "Back off bloodsucker."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who... did you wish to? Did they have a symbol or anything? Think girl, think!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Enough talk," cried Glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The servants of the Master pressed their assault, but Cordelia was well defended by her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Giles..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Cordelia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here... this thing...." She handed him a necklace. "It's what made Buffy go away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good lord. I must get back to my books. Everyone ... keep them distracted"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only when the vampires managed to separate Cordelia from others that they caught her, bound her, and took her as a offering to the Master. But by then Giles had the information he required - and he had the necklace of Anyanka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-7420805871105554790?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/7420805871105554790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=7420805871105554790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7420805871105554790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7420805871105554790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/06/wish-part-two.html' title='The Wish (Part Two)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3482185345397970226</id><published>2009-06-25T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:05:02.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wish (Part One)</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, June 24 (Part One)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish Buffy Summers had never come to Sunnydale."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Done"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyanka granted Cordy's wish and Buffy never came to Sunnydale. Without the Slayer to stop him, the Master, freed from his prison on the Hellmouth, worked his evil upon the land. Sunnydale became a town dominated by the undead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello my children."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Master stood before his assembled servants. The vampires of Sunnydale gathered around him eager to pledge their loyalty to the dark lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly clapped and jumped up and down with excitement. Pepper bent her knee. Carmen stood by in respectful silence while Xander greeted him. Willow bowed and said, "Master, I am here to serve you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SkrALMPt32I/AAAAAAAAAH4/KTnNDmvKf9Y/s1600-h/Snapshot_231.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SkrALMPt32I/AAAAAAAAAH4/KTnNDmvKf9Y/s400/Snapshot_231.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353302405581496162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What news do you have for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper spoke up, "There is a girl at the school... a new girl... she mentioned a Buffy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly interrupted, "What's a Buffy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Slayer?" asked the Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander confirmed, "Yes, the Slayer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Slayer?" asked Molly, "What's that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Master explained, "Ah yes, she is of no consequence. You will find this Slayer and bring her to me child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes we will, Master," replied Willow. "We will not be all with the failing. We will do your bidding."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She will look like a young girl but be warned she is as powerful as any vampire."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words of the Master turned any doubt,  any anxiety among the vampires, into aggression. Filled with unholy bloodlust, they streamed out of the Bronze and into the night to do his bidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3482185345397970226?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3482185345397970226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3482185345397970226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3482185345397970226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3482185345397970226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/06/wish-part-one.html' title='The Wish (Part One)'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SkrALMPt32I/AAAAAAAAAH4/KTnNDmvKf9Y/s72-c/Snapshot_231.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-7375354037154689430</id><published>2009-06-25T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:03:03.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slayers on Patrol</title><content type='html'>Thursday, June 18 (Part Two)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper quickly lowered the goblet of blood behind the counter as the door of the bar crashed open. Pepper had been hoping to have a good long chat with Willow the vampire... find out what motivates her and maybe even forge an alliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now Buffy and Faith stepped in the room. Pepper sighed. Can't a vampire get any quality time with her friends without a slayer or two showing up, looking for information and spoiling the fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy got straight to the point, "I don't suppose a Slayer dropped by here any chance? A big guy... blue eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Willow quipped, "As opposed to the slayer trash that is already here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So when did you two become friends?" Pepper asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there was friction between these two Slayers. Pepper hoped that this was one of those times. She tried to shift the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Faith you really should be with us..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Been there, done that, reformed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..and Buffy here... all the Buffys, none of them trust you! So Faith... what do you say? Come take a walk on the wild side. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't think so Hun...Thanks for the offer though really"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sjr1C9bOThI/AAAAAAAAAGs/nyf6eAozUR8/s1600-h/Snapshot_219.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sjr1C9bOThI/AAAAAAAAAGs/nyf6eAozUR8/s400/Snapshot_219.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348856938653175314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pepper moved from around the bar and slowly, ever so slowly, around the room until she had room to maneuver. Even if Faith didn't notice the movement, she did recognize Pepper's strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are trying to get me on their side B, no defenses on your part?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow jumped in, "Faith, we'd appreciate you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Buffy cut through the obvious ploy, "Alright... enough chit chat...you haven't answered my question..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Pepper thought, if we can't tear them apart, we can still tear them up into little pieces. Pepper smiled, showing her fangs, her forehead wrinkling. She was, if nothing else, an optimist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-7375354037154689430?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/7375354037154689430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=7375354037154689430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7375354037154689430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7375354037154689430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/06/slayers-on-patrol_25.html' title='Slayers on Patrol'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sjr1C9bOThI/AAAAAAAAAGs/nyf6eAozUR8/s72-c/Snapshot_219.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-2963044548860354563</id><published>2009-06-18T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:47:59.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Slayer in Town</title><content type='html'>Thursday, June 18 (Part One)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, I'm officially confused.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn [Rory] wasn't the other one perplexed or concerned. Buffy [Zeno] regarded the young man before her. Here in the school library stood a young man claiming to be the Slayer that was called after Faith was killed, and yet standing next to her was Faith alive and well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t the possibility of a Slayer being male that bothered Buffy. She had seen some odd things in Sunnydale since time had splintered and other versions of her friends, her enemies and even other Buffys had started showing up. It was the idea that there was another Faith out there and a dead one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The important question was: who killed that other Faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for this new slayer, Buffy was always open to the idea of new soldiers in the fight against the First.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while Buffy was concerned, another Buffy, a younger Buffy was openly suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yah, well... just being cautious…don't need more back stabbers than we have already *coughs* Spike.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sjr1La-bYXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AePHvI4MC-Q/s1600-h/Snapshot_218.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sjr1La-bYXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AePHvI4MC-Q/s400/Snapshot_218.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348857084024414578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Buffy, a slightly younger Buffy [Javelin] ... it was a bit like having a twin sister and a younger sister rolled up into one. It was a bit like having the voices in your head walking around and borrowing your clothes. They agreed on most things sometimes even finishing each others sentences, but the one thing they couldn’t see eye to eye on was Spike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I told you before, Spike has changed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yah, changed? As in same old jacket for the past God knows how many years? Sure!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, Spike's jacket aside ... he is changed and safe in my basement.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow [Bellarata] spoke up, “Okay that brought some disturbing visual”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-2963044548860354563?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/2963044548860354563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=2963044548860354563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2963044548860354563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2963044548860354563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/06/slayers-on-patrol.html' title='New Slayer in Town'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sjr1La-bYXI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AePHvI4MC-Q/s72-c/Snapshot_218.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5474254618554179706</id><published>2009-06-14T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:21:42.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Previously in Sunnydale SL..."</title><content type='html'>Wednesday, June 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the mysterious rise of the old tower, the Scoobies suspected the return of none other than Glorificus... the God-Demon...so it was no surprise to them when Glory (Faith Calamity) showed up outside of the Sunnydale High library. With her allies, Vampire-Willow (Bellarata Morane) and Vampire-Xander (Soara Jewell), Glory demanded the Scoobies hand over 'The Key.' But the Scoobies knew what to expect and hid Dawn (Verlie Capelo) in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brawl between the two gangs broke out in the high school's recess ground. Displaying astonishing archery skills, Laken (Laken Sussermann) eliminated the threat from Vamp-Willow, while Spike (Oz Lethecus) fought Vamp-Xander in a bare-knuckle brawl and Buffy (Javelin Somerset) faced off against Glory yet again. But soon the school was breached and Dawn's position compromised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scoobies took Dawn and made a run for the exit. There they encountered Shanon (Faith Davi) and thought she could help protect Dawn. However, Shanon's alter-ego possessed her and the demon within resurfaced. Fortunately for the Scoobies, 'The Key' was of no interest to Shanon as she had not yet discovered its secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a prolonged on-foot chase, the Scoobies witnessed for themselves the return of the Tower. Glory's Minions took out Spike, and while Buffy and Laken were distracted by Spike's fall... Glory and Vamp-Xander ambushed Dawn at the Tower nearly capturing her. Buffy arrived and fended off Glory and Xander but was was nearly defeated in a close-battle. As Glory approached Buffy, she hesitated to take the final blow as Dawn, who she wanted alive, was nearby. This gave Buffy the chance to get back on her feet and attack Glory. Knocking Glory unconscious at the base of the Tower, Buffy grabbed Dawn and sprinted for the Buffy house. Xander gave chase, but luckily they were able to lose him. Although the Scoobies succeeded in keeping Dawn safe, they were only too aware that Glory's return is imminent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thanks to Javelin Somerset for submitting this narrative.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5474254618554179706?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5474254618554179706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5474254618554179706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5474254618554179706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5474254618554179706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/06/previously-in-sunnydale-sl.html' title='&quot;Previously in Sunnydale SL...&quot;'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3964929076385831615</id><published>2009-06-03T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:43:35.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory's Tower</title><content type='html'>Today the citizens of Sunnydale were shocked and horrified to see a gigantic steel structure towering over the nearby buildings. This tower was erected by the mindless servants of the demon god Glory to serve her dark purpose... and to provide another great location for roleplaying in Sunnydale SL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Players gathered to take advantage of this newest permanent build in a roleplay to either capture or rescue Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sib8Uu-yI7I/AAAAAAAAACw/1kMFCkN-pmk/s1600-h/Snapshot_999.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343235441060619186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 282px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sib8Uu-yI7I/AAAAAAAAACw/1kMFCkN-pmk/s400/Snapshot_999.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xander:"Why blood? Why Dawn's blood? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, why couldn't it be like a, a lymph ritual?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sib8Os0Dy-I/AAAAAAAAACo/Gx4dyL-mtWE/s1600-h/Snapshot_202.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343235337399552994" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 282px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sib8Os0Dy-I/AAAAAAAAACo/Gx4dyL-mtWE/s400/Snapshot_202.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buffy (Javelin) and Dawn (Verlie) prepare to confront Glory and her minions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SicIp03wMEI/AAAAAAAAADA/VKQ_7VUOHxE/s1600-h/Snapshot_203.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343248997558530114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 282px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SicIp03wMEI/AAAAAAAAADA/VKQ_7VUOHxE/s400/Snapshot_203.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vampire Xander (Soara) and Vampire Willow (Bellarata) join forces with Glorificus (Faith Calamity) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3964929076385831615?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3964929076385831615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3964929076385831615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3964929076385831615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3964929076385831615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/06/glorys-tower.html' title='Glory&apos;s Tower'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/Sib8Uu-yI7I/AAAAAAAAACw/1kMFCkN-pmk/s72-c/Snapshot_999.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5006496122706851753</id><published>2009-06-01T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:13:39.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SlayerFest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr. Trick is up to his....er, tricks again. He is assembling a team of assassins to kill Buffy and Faith.  He still captured Cordelia along with Buffy, but this time he didn't count on so many slayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Based on events from the episode "Homecoming", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SlayerFest came to Sunnydale SL today. - a two-phase team deathmatch between Slayers and Cordy against Mr Trick's assassins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two teams clashed first in Miller's Wood near the abandoned house then in Sunnydale High School itself. Competition was steady with plenty of in-character roleplay between clashes. The final score Slayers 9 - Assassins 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SiRip8i8WfI/AAAAAAAAACg/g869r86jRWY/s1600-h/Snapshot_201.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SiRip8i8WfI/AAAAAAAAACg/g869r86jRWY/s400/Snapshot_201.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342503530735098354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Slayers and Cordy - Faith (Faith Calamity), Cordelia (Nashura Wunderlich), Verlie (Verlie Capelo) and Buffy (Zeno Baxton) - weapon scripted spatula not shown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SiRif271P5I/AAAAAAAAACY/sVM_LP0h5g4/s1600-h/Snapshot_198.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SiRif271P5I/AAAAAAAAACY/sVM_LP0h5g4/s400/Snapshot_198.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342503357430185874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr. Trick's Assassins - Baron Constantine (RegY Constantine), Vampire Xander (Soara Jewell), Dark Witch (Javelin Somerset), Spike (Oz Lethecus) - Rebecca Proudhon, absent from picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5006496122706851753?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5006496122706851753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5006496122706851753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5006496122706851753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5006496122706851753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/06/slayerfest.html' title='SlayerFest'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/SiRip8i8WfI/AAAAAAAAACg/g869r86jRWY/s72-c/Snapshot_201.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-6097458175477007332</id><published>2009-05-28T04:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T04:31:55.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunnydale'/><title type='text'>Sunnydale Wiccan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94FbaADeKRk/Sh51eXYz64I/AAAAAAAAABs/TTJjlr3ePGQ/s1600-h/wiccaclass_009.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94FbaADeKRk/Sh51eXYz64I/AAAAAAAAABs/TTJjlr3ePGQ/s400/wiccaclass_009.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340835372642593666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you missed the first magical meeting above the Wicca Academy yesterday, here's a pic for you to see.  I don't know what they were doing because they said it was secret magic stuff :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-6097458175477007332?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/6097458175477007332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=6097458175477007332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6097458175477007332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6097458175477007332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunnydale-wiccan.html' title='Sunnydale Wiccan'/><author><name>Parrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06607798961630541247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_94FbaADeKRk/Sh51eXYz64I/AAAAAAAAABs/TTJjlr3ePGQ/s72-c/wiccaclass_009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-6244399435238616544</id><published>2009-05-21T11:17:00.042-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:49:01.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming, Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceName"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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They are open-ended enoug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;h to permit creative input from the role-players including the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;integration of their own storylines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;In this case, two teams met in a contest to achieve a set of victory conditio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;ns based upon the episode “Becoming, Part 2” - with Angelus and his gang trying to awaken the demon Acathla while the Scoobi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;es try to stop him by restoring his soul and if necessary by killing him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Computer/My%20Documents/snap/Acathla.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Computer/My%20Documents/snap/Acathla.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShWeaTS3FqI/AAAAAAAAABo/ly2Xnz5kEE4/s1600-h/Acathla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShWeaTS3FqI/AAAAAAAAABo/ly2Xnz5kEE4/s400/Acathla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338347108010759842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Remarkably, almost every major character from that episode was represented in one form or another. Here is a list of our players and their characters:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Bellarata Morane - Vamp Willow (with a soul and helping Buffy)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Captain Neximus - Spike&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Faith Davi - Shannon (possessed and helping Angelus)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Jenny Revestel - Drusilla&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Kaleb Kessel - Angel/Angelus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Nashura Wunderlich – Cordelia Chase &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Soara Jewell – Xander Harris&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Zeno Baxton – Buffy Summers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShqYlm7MAFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ueNlrCr9G9k/s1600-h/Snapshot_181.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShqYlm7MAFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ueNlrCr9G9k/s400/Snapshot_181.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339748080072523858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Our game began in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Sunnydale&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;High School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; with each team having to find a ritual necessary for them to win the game. Angelus found the information he needed in Giles’ office in the library and returned to his mansion to awaken Acathla. Meanwhile, Cordy found Jenny Carpenter’s notes in the computer lab and passed them along to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Willow&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; who then cast the curse to return Angel’s soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;But Angelus had already drawn the sword from the body of Acathla, so Buffy, Cordy, Willow and Xander had to storm the mansion to stop the demon from awakening. After a fierce battle with Spike switching sides, betraying Angelus and upsetting Drusilla in the process, Angel was slain and the world saved. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;So in the end, Angels dies and Buffy cries. All is as it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShWe-GdJK4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/IFHL8baMs_8/s1600-h/Sunnydale+RP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShWe-GdJK4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/IFHL8baMs_8/s400/Sunnydale+RP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338347723039517570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Shannon, Willow, Buffy and Cordy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Thank you to all the role-players and to all who participated in the preparation of this event. Special thanks to Glados for the Orb of Thesula and to Javelin for the Sword of Angelus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-6244399435238616544?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/6244399435238616544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=6244399435238616544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6244399435238616544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6244399435238616544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/05/becoming-part-2.html' title='Becoming, Part 2'/><author><name>Zeno</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16552508545857265912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShTL_qBPWRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/iugPzbEUxsg/S220/profile.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KO9t7JsJSPo/ShWeaTS3FqI/AAAAAAAAABo/ly2Xnz5kEE4/s72-c/Acathla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5957750353033096293</id><published>2009-05-13T16:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:14:20.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomb of Acathla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The forces of darkness are on the rise! After capturing the mysterious obelisk from the school archaeology lab not once but twice, the vamps and demons successfully defended Angel's Mansion from a last minute counter-attack by the Slayers and Scoobies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The winners of our Capture the Tomb of Acathla event are Captain Neximus, Faith Calamity, Javelin Somerset, Jenny Revestel, and Kailyn Somerset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great game everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, great work Games Staff: GM Zeno and GMA Javelin !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5957750353033096293?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5957750353033096293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5957750353033096293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5957750353033096293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5957750353033096293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/05/tomb-of-acathla.html' title='Tomb of Acathla'/><author><name>Parrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06607798961630541247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-2505875333087624534</id><published>2009-04-30T01:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T01:49:14.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicca event: stones of Sunnydale</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- BEGIN POSTCARD DETAILS agent_id=e81d2ae7-ad81-4599-864d-71ea987c651c username="Mysteryn11 Vollmar" region_id=1991567b-12a5-4af0-827e-68c7d7d9fe60 sim_name="Sunnydale SL" global_x=271367 global_y=249243 local_x=7 local_y=155 local_z=35 END POSTCARD DETAILS --&gt;  &lt;center&gt; &lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align='center'&gt; &lt;!--Begin Page Content: 10 Padding Table Opened--&gt; &lt;div style="float:left;"&gt; 	 	&lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Sunnydale%20SL/7/155/35"&gt; 		&lt;img src="cid:c6666cca-3563-11de-be9a-0030488d7282@lindenlab.com" border="0" class="picture"/&gt; 	&lt;/a&gt; 	 	&lt;div class="subject"&gt; 		&lt;b&gt;Wicca event: stones of Sunnydale&lt;/b&gt; 	&lt;/div&gt; 		 	&lt;div style="width:50%; text-align:center;"&gt; 		&lt;!-- BEGIN POSTCARD BODY --&gt; 		During the wicca 3-day event at Sunnydale SL there are some new  places to visit on the sim. One such example are the standing stones used during the event.  *SLURL - click here to visit: http://slurl.com/secondlife/Sunnydale%20SL/44/141/28 [You&amp;#39;ll need to be a member of the group before visiting - contact Parrot Pimpernel for basic or advanced membership of Sunnydale SL] 		&lt;!-- END POSTCARD BODY --&gt; 	&lt;/div&gt; 		 	&lt;div style="width:50%; text-align:center;"&gt; 		&lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Sunnydale%20SL/7/155/35"&gt;Visit Sunnydale SL (7, 155, 35)&lt;/a&gt; 	&lt;/div&gt; 				 	&lt;div style="width:50%; text-align:center;"&gt; 		&lt;a href="http://secondlife.com/ss/?u=af4a6ffaf51945208e440d27b52448d1"&gt;&lt;img src="cid:c666113a-3563-11de-9018-0030488d7282@lindenlab.com" border="0" style="margin-bottom:5px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 	&lt;/div&gt; 	&lt;br style="clear:both"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!--End Page Content: 10 Padding Table Close--&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-2505875333087624534?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/2505875333087624534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=2505875333087624534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2505875333087624534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2505875333087624534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/04/wicca-event-stones-of-sunnydale.html' title='Wicca event: stones of Sunnydale'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8933536333632870241</id><published>2009-04-17T21:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:28:36.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slaying Cancer event</title><content type='html'>Hi Gang, the event is just now winding down, still a few folks dancing so I snuck off to upload some picks  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elmomoomintoog/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/elmomoomintoog/&lt;/a&gt;   Awesome event, thank you everyone for coming, and thanks so much to Whirli Placebo, man that was just awesome. If you missed out, he played quite a few of the songs from OMWF. We raised 44,276 Lindens for Race for LIfe. thanks again for everyone who helped and who contributed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8933536333632870241?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8933536333632870241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8933536333632870241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8933536333632870241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8933536333632870241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/04/slaying-cancer-event.html' title='Slaying Cancer event'/><author><name>Elmo Moomintoog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808995864978362362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8525259271360985918</id><published>2009-04-10T21:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:44:57.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slaying Cancer in Sunnydale</title><content type='html'>Friday April 17th from 6pm to 9pm, Sunnydale-SL will be hosting a benefit event for Race for Life at the Bronze. Sunnydale has teamed up with Justice League Unlimited to bring you 3 hours of entertainment.I'll be starting things off at 6 with some rockin' tunage, i'm thinking an Hour of Leonard Cohan.... or maybe not :) I'm still ironinng out a play list (Edit: I'm going to play 80s/90s rock for the first hour). Then at 7 pm Whirli Placebo will take the stage, not only a fine Guitarist/singer, but also a big fan of Buffy, so I would not be surprised to hear a tune or two that we all love from our favorite show (perhaps from a favorite episode). But probably not from the Hush episode, good music but hard to dance to. Then after we have exhausted Whirli, I'll retake the stream and continue pumping out the jams (Edit: Favorites from the BtVS series) until 9pm or until ya'll run out of Lindens to donate, which ever comes last :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still working out some details on other goodies to have, so stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's coming up on 1 am my time and i'm running on 2 hours sleep so I may have rambled on a bit, but I'm really excited about this event. Lets see just how much we can raise for RFL, lets slay cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Any one would like to rezz a poster/info and t-shirt pack like I put in the Bronze in their shop or land, send me an IM. Spread the word, Tell your friends, its gonna be a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323288576270384610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RN3jH0IYtps/SeAewZF9veI/AAAAAAAAABU/waqm0Oz1XXI/s400/slrfl+sunnydale+poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8525259271360985918?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8525259271360985918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8525259271360985918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8525259271360985918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8525259271360985918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/04/slaying-cancer-in-sunnydale.html' title='Slaying Cancer in Sunnydale'/><author><name>Elmo Moomintoog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808995864978362362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RN3jH0IYtps/SeAewZF9veI/AAAAAAAAABU/waqm0Oz1XXI/s72-c/slrfl+sunnydale+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1277825560145616315</id><published>2009-04-09T11:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:44:43.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something loose in Sunnydale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RN3jH0IYtps/Sd56Ubt5VdI/AAAAAAAAABM/wtduvCqi_IU/s1600-h/hungry+Suvolte+demon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322826301054735826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RN3jH0IYtps/Sd56Ubt5VdI/AAAAAAAAABM/wtduvCqi_IU/s400/hungry+Suvolte+demon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a heads up, we have been getting reports of a large ... thing, in Sunnydale over the past few days. Then this morning it rampaged through Teez'n you and ate most of the inventory. Bear my ass. that was a Suvolte demon and considering its appetite, I'd say its ready to lay its eggs. We can not allow any eggs to hatch. Today April 9th at 6 pm we will mount a full scale search and destroy of any demon eggs in Sunnydale. The Suvolte will be using what it ate to nurish the newly hatched demons, so any items found inside of the eggs must be removed from the egg in the process of destroying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet at the Bronze to get full instructions on proper destruction of these demon eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as luck would have it, there is a party at the Bronze from 4-6 pm see you all there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1277825560145616315?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1277825560145616315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1277825560145616315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1277825560145616315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1277825560145616315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/04/something-loose-in-sunnydale.html' title='Something loose in Sunnydale'/><author><name>Elmo Moomintoog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808995864978362362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RN3jH0IYtps/Sd56Ubt5VdI/AAAAAAAAABM/wtduvCqi_IU/s72-c/hungry+Suvolte+demon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8837278852282320389</id><published>2009-04-01T12:06:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T12:29:23.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good night, sweet prince...</title><content type='html'>Last night a few of us gathered at the Bronze to remember Andy.  Elmo very generously provided music from Angel and BtVS. Elmo Moomintoog, Javelin Somerset, Zeno Baxton, Desire Telling, Rory Easterwood, Zork Dyrssen, Elocin Gloom were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elmo, Buffy, Buffy, Angel, Dawny, a Vamp, a Drow and Faith stood in a circle, listening to Andy's music that Elmo streamed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't say much, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Andy somehow brought him back to us for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A life is not over, until all the good it has done, all the lives it has touched, are gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are poorer for your absence, Andy.  But richer too for having been touched by your life and light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May flights of angels sing thee to thy rest, sweet prince.  Adieu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#003366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8837278852282320389?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8837278852282320389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8837278852282320389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8837278852282320389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8837278852282320389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-night-sweet-prince.html' title='Good night, sweet prince...'/><author><name>Rainey Paderborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SFuh89CQlkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mW-0k4dGBBM/S220/New+profile+headshot.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8813642275676879162</id><published>2009-03-31T20:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T04:40:23.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Gang, I have a couple of news items to post. You may want to have a seat for this first one.&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply saddened by this, Andy Hallett, Lorne on Angel, passed away this past Sunday. here is a link for further details. E online: &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/watch_with_kristin/b106789_angel_star_andy_hallett_dies_of_heart.html"&gt;http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/watch_with_kristin/b106789_angel_star_andy_hallett_dies_of_heart.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also info here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andy_Hallett"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andy_Hallett&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over at whedonesque there is a thread going &lt;a href="http://whedonesque.com/comments/19687"&gt;http://whedonesque.com/comments/19687&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still broken up about this, i can hear him singing "It's not easy being green" now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much happier note, congrats to Alyson Hannigan and her husband Alexis Denisof (you remember Wesley Windham-Price) on the birth of their daughter Satyana Denisof on March 24th &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20268972,00.html"&gt;http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20268972,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also a thread over at whedonesque on this as well &lt;a href="http://whedonesque.com/comments/19696"&gt;http://whedonesque.com/comments/19696&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8813642275676879162?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8813642275676879162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8813642275676879162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8813642275676879162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8813642275676879162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-gang-i-have-couple-of-news-items-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Elmo Moomintoog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808995864978362362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3174501569513265508</id><published>2009-03-24T18:11:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:21:57.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Horror Picture Show party at the Bronze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well the party just ended and I thought I would post a couple of pictures I snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This first image is of us doing the Time Warp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316928261977011058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RN3jH0IYtps/ScmGFX9f83I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XxruPxaCi5E/s320/rhps-01-time+warp.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elmomoomintoog/3383953370/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/elmomoomintoog/3383953370/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we have our hosts Javelin and Glados, and myself, should I be jealous that Glados's stockings are nicer than mine? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316932639048370706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RN3jH0IYtps/ScmKEJ0oihI/AAAAAAAAAAk/crtDRSZ3SuQ/s320/rhps-02-Javelin+Glados+elmo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elmomoomintoog/3383139085/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/elmomoomintoog/3383139085/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is another view of the party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316929557544879970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RN3jH0IYtps/ScmHQyU8x2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/iPBk_Qw_H7o/s320/rhps-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elmomoomintoog/3383139249/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/elmomoomintoog/3383139249/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope that all in attendance had as much fun as I did. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't forget that Thursday, March 26th at 4:30 PM SLT, DJ Caron will be rocking the Bronze. check the "WHATS ON" page at &lt;a href="http://www.sunnydale-sl.com/"&gt;http://www.sunnydale-sl.com/&lt;/a&gt; to stay up-to-date on events. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;D'oh, I thought the images would link to the full size, I must have messed something up, anyway you can view the full size images from my Flickr page. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/elmomoomintoog/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/elmomoomintoog/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3174501569513265508?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3174501569513265508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3174501569513265508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3174501569513265508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3174501569513265508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/03/rocky-horror-picture-show-party-at.html' title='Rocky Horror Picture Show party at the Bronze'/><author><name>Elmo Moomintoog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14808995864978362362</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RN3jH0IYtps/ScmGFX9f83I/AAAAAAAAAAM/XxruPxaCi5E/s72-c/rhps-01-time+warp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-234017641441344478</id><published>2009-02-23T15:01:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:06:10.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new Stake weapon</title><content type='html'>I have just managed to finished the Slayers' Stake. Picture over here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sluniverse.com/snapzilla_snapshots/Mysteryn11_Vollmar_Stake_347563.jpg"&gt;http://www.sluniverse.com/snapzilla_snapshots/Mysteryn11_Vollmar_Stake_347563.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-234017641441344478?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/234017641441344478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=234017641441344478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/234017641441344478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/234017641441344478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-stake-weapon.html' title='The new Stake weapon'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4321462431904310089</id><published>2009-02-22T11:33:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:38:39.469-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tutorial'/><title type='text'>New DCS2 getting started tutorial, Sunnydale SL</title><content type='html'>One of the things which seems to come up regularly with new visitors is "how do I get the combat system in Sunnydale working?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help is at hand in the form of a video tutorial. You'll also find this in-world over at the Magic Box, at the training center out back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/63FF2zCvIiA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/63FF2zCvIiA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4321462431904310089?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4321462431904310089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4321462431904310089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4321462431904310089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4321462431904310089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-dcs2-getting-started-tutorial.html' title='New DCS2 getting started tutorial, Sunnydale SL'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-6313549354859372786</id><published>2009-02-17T15:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:59:34.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated the FlickR profile</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We now have the easy to remember address:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sunnydalesl/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/sunnydalesl/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-6313549354859372786?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/6313549354859372786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=6313549354859372786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6313549354859372786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6313549354859372786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/02/updated-flickr-profile.html' title='Updated the FlickR profile'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-6157461032461335336</id><published>2009-02-17T15:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:47:58.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunnydale-SL.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Second Life'/><title type='text'>"Sunnydale SL" now easier to find</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's always been a bit difficult to find areas of Sunnydale in the search box of the viewer. Since the launch in November there have been so many structural changes that we've never quite caught up with going around to each parcel, updating it's description and adding it to search. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One interesting fact is that items now seem to appear in search so much more quickly than before. It used to take a day or so - now it's updated within a few hours. Very good stuff!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As regular visitors will have noticed that the changes have settled down since the end of last year - but we have lots of plans for the continuing development of the sim. Just like any city Sunnydale is under constant change.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We do read your comments in the suggestion boxes, posted on the main street, by the Bronze, so let us know your thoughts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-6157461032461335336?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/6157461032461335336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=6157461032461335336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6157461032461335336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/6157461032461335336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2009/02/sl-now-easier-to-find.html' title='&amp;quot;Sunnydale SL&amp;quot; now easier to find'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-7229649744449136298</id><published>2008-10-02T02:04:00.018-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:17:56.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunnydale Reborn</title><content type='html'>Hi dear friend and reader; it's been almost a year since Sunnydale SL started and with Halloween looming it's a great time to take stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunnydale regulars have been delighted not only by more tourist spots, but by their more accurate recreation which gives one the feeling of actually being on the set!  Currently there are 3 iconic locations that are open to the public:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bronze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOknry8Rh-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Gkj9w-7f9xM/s1600-h/The+Bronze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOknry8Rh-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Gkj9w-7f9xM/s400/The+Bronze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253774073666832354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only nightspot of BtVS has been lovingly recreated in painstaking detail.  To give you an idea of the size the figure that can be seen in front is Spike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkoDe1J-II/AAAAAAAAAJo/OvxPMstfJnI/s1600-h/The+Bronze2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkoDe1J-II/AAAAAAAAAJo/OvxPMstfJnI/s400/The+Bronze2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253774480585128066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spike on the stage playing DJ!  This view shows the catwalk which is familiar to BtVS fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Magic Box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkoX2Wzu6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/8M5g513L4eA/s1600-h/Magic+Box+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkoX2Wzu6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/8M5g513L4eA/s400/Magic+Box+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253774830497676194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Magic Box's new facade is now more faithful to the show.  Fittingly enough it's located in the commercial section of Sunnydale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkos3utCeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/x4UCMWofKA8/s1600-h/Magic+Box+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkos3utCeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/x4UCMWofKA8/s400/Magic+Box+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253775191643589090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The backroom of the magic box which has everything need to train a slayer.  Giles takes a morning workout at the punching bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunnydale High School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunnydale High is the most iconic location of all having been the main setting of Seasons 1-3 before being rebuilt for Season 5.  In Sunnydale SL it acts as the Welcome Centre and is a hug for many activites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkpclQn2NI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jqqvqlGIp3E/s1600-h/Sunnydale+High+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkpclQn2NI/AAAAAAAAAKA/jqqvqlGIp3E/s400/Sunnydale+High+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253776011319302354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunnydale High as seen from a slightly elevated view.  The tiny speck in front is Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkpqSJz3jI/AAAAAAAAAKI/59bQxlY92Ag/s1600-h/Sunnydale+High+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkpqSJz3jI/AAAAAAAAAKI/59bQxlY92Ag/s400/Sunnydale+High+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253776246708624946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer view of the School entrance showing more detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkqdiD6IoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/R4X8z8D5qUU/s1600-h/Sunnydale+High+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkqdiD6IoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/R4X8z8D5qUU/s400/Sunnydale+High+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777127152165506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The immediately recognizable courtyard, a favorite hangout of the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkqAxFE8NI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/32xOXcW2spg/s1600-h/Sunnydale+High+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkqAxFE8NI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/32xOXcW2spg/s400/Sunnydale+High+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253776632967393490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aerial view of the courtyard showing the entire school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkq4AjThaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/sq7QYaBLdW0/s1600-h/Library.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOkq4AjThaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/sq7QYaBLdW0/s400/Library.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777582013515170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy in the Library, where the Scoobies spent many an afternoon and the evening working out plans on how to keep Sunnydale safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the piccies give you some idea there is no substitue for actually visiting and being there yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunnydale lives only on SL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-7229649744449136298?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/7229649744449136298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=7229649744449136298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7229649744449136298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7229649744449136298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunnydale-reborn.html' title='Sunnydale Reborn'/><author><name>Rainey Paderborn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SFuh89CQlkI/AAAAAAAAAI0/mW-0k4dGBBM/S220/New+profile+headshot.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mrTatxQuXiE/SOknry8Rh-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/Gkj9w-7f9xM/s72-c/The+Bronze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-248380269338038600</id><published>2008-07-09T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:24:27.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Appointments</title><content type='html'>Thank you to everyone who responded about the manager position at the Bronze.  We have decided to expand the responsibilities to include all the entertainment events in Sunnydale.  Heather Martynov has accepted the role of Sim Events Manager and Elmo Moomintoog has accepted the role of Sim Events Assistant Manager.  Heather and Elmo generously contribute their talents to the Sim and always do their best to make everyone feel welcome and have fun at Sunnydale.  Thank you both for accepting the new roles.  Please join us to welcome them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-248380269338038600?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/248380269338038600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=248380269338038600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/248380269338038600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/248380269338038600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-appointments.html' title='New Appointments'/><author><name>Parrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06607798961630541247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8388857628389651830</id><published>2008-05-19T03:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:30:25.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machinima'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SL PICS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SLPics.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bronze opening sunnydale-sl sunnydale island'/><title type='text'>Sunnydale on SL Pics</title><content type='html'>Everyone and their dog is getting into SLPics.com. It's a fantastic site as you can post the pictures directly from SL right into their site.&lt;br /&gt;Go check what the residents of Sunnydale-SL have been taking pics of, or publish some yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sluniverse.com/pics/Default.aspx?Search=sunnydale"&gt;http://www.sluniverse.com/pics/Default.aspx?Search=sunnydale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8388857628389651830?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8388857628389651830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8388857628389651830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8388857628389651830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8388857628389651830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunnydale-on-sl-pics.html' title='Sunnydale on SL Pics'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4835555505285555317</id><published>2008-05-01T08:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T08:40:58.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SD website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RP'/><title type='text'>Summer is coming - how will that influence things?</title><content type='html'>I wonder if the summer months will prompt a fall in the amount of visitors to SD or a rise? It's hard to know as every month for this, the first year of SD, is a learning process. We have nothing to base it on - no figures for traffic to plan advertising and marketing of the sim on or periodic data on trends. It does give the freedom to try lots of different things and find out what works. With that in mind, I was considering the other day how good it would be to create a role-playing sim owners group - a place to gather and discuss the development of RP sims, share knowledge and help to advance RP in Second Life. Maybe I've created myself a job ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4835555505285555317?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4835555505285555317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4835555505285555317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4835555505285555317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4835555505285555317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/05/summer-is-coming-how-will-that.html' title='Summer is coming - how will that influence things?'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8766670511121610780</id><published>2008-04-14T02:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T02:32:12.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunnydale-SL.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SD website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>Web-site rebuild</title><content type='html'>Since our launch in december the Sunnydale-SL island has been rebuilt and changed along the way. However, we haven't changed the Sunnydale-SL website since last year. In the spirit of the spring season i'll be rebuilding it. I am not satisfied with the overall design and navigation on the site, and I know for a fact that Jude really wants the the 'what's on' page to be improved too, so I'll be starting with those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My overall goal is to make it lighter, brighter and more clean in design. Other aims are to offer more "fun" content and get a forum up and running. I am going to be taking inspiration from the Buffy the Vampire Slayer comics from Dark Horse rather than from the TV series. I would like to also have this influence the actual structure of the site as well as just the design. We will keep you posted on it's progress as it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mysteryn11-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8766670511121610780?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8766670511121610780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8766670511121610780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8766670511121610780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8766670511121610780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/04/web-site-rebuild.html' title='Web-site rebuild'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1163829645918789901</id><published>2008-04-10T01:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:24:57.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SL Workshops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pleasure Long'/><title type='text'>Sunnydale-SL Roleplaying workshops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3OUn5l0gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NHgwHFUI2d4/s1600-h/lil+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187529199503921666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3OUn5l0gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NHgwHFUI2d4/s200/lil+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The roleplaying workshops will be starting in Sunnydale-SL this month. The first four themes will be:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.    Emoting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.    DCS2.31 combat system – Getting started &amp;amp; basic combat /capture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.    DCS2.31 combat system – Special abilities &amp;amp; using the website&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.    Developing character, creating RP storylines &amp;amp; using groups&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1163829645918789901?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1163829645918789901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1163829645918789901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1163829645918789901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1163829645918789901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunnydale-sl-roleplaying-workshops.html' title='Sunnydale-SL Roleplaying workshops.'/><author><name>Pleasure Long</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3OUn5l0gI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NHgwHFUI2d4/s72-c/lil+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1136213308607287099</id><published>2008-04-10T01:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:18:15.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pleasure Long'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bronze opening sunnydale-sl sunnydale island'/><title type='text'>Role Play Chapter: The Demon K'arnyth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3M3n5l0eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ckR5RlJUaq4/s1600-h/lil+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187527601776087522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3M3n5l0eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ckR5RlJUaq4/s200/lil+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th April 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Sunnydale vampires have summoned the demon K’arnyth (pron: kay-arnath) to Sunnydale to aid them in their goal to dismantle the champions for good in Sunnydale. The Watchers’ Council believes that K’arnyth may have the power to possess and enjoys creating chaos and disarray. No one is sure where the demon is, or who he has in his thrall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOC: We are continuing this RP Chapter until sunday. Let me know if you feel your character has something special to offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1136213308607287099?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1136213308607287099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1136213308607287099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1136213308607287099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1136213308607287099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/04/role-play-chapter-demon-karnyth.html' title='Role Play Chapter: The Demon K&apos;arnyth'/><author><name>Pleasure Long</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3M3n5l0eI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ckR5RlJUaq4/s72-c/lil+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3809754385189580106</id><published>2008-04-08T03:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T03:27:41.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workshops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Groups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emoting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Second Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DCS2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Role play'/><title type='text'>Role-play workshops</title><content type='html'>Since we started the sim back in November last year, we've had many requests for workshops.  Usually these requests are for workshops to help get noobies up and running in the sim, but also to focus on more advanced aspects of roleplay. A quick search on the Second Life website events page was enough to make us realise that this is an area which has not been catered for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to start running regular workshops this month. We'll be beginning with focusing on getting everyone involved and up to the same standard in the sim. The first few will be the absolute basics: emoting, DCS combat, creating groups, &amp;amp; using group chat. The following workshops will then begin to focus on more advanced topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be looking forward to seeing you there!&lt;br /&gt;Myst&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3809754385189580106?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3809754385189580106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3809754385189580106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3809754385189580106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3809754385189580106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/04/role-play-workshops.html' title='Role-play workshops'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4566389387143879528</id><published>2008-04-05T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:53:44.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Second Life growth slowing down...</title><content type='html'>A very interesting article for us SIM owners who are trying to make our virtual lands run as both a labour of love and a business:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.virtualworldsnews.com/2007/12/second-life-slo.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4566389387143879528?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4566389387143879528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4566389387143879528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4566389387143879528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4566389387143879528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-second-life-growth-slowing-down.html' title='Is Second Life growth slowing down...'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-590997095128124241</id><published>2008-03-30T15:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T15:07:37.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunnydale-SL video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr00g Enoch'/><title type='text'>Tribute to Dr00g Enoch</title><content type='html'>Our good friend Dr00g Enoch's passing was marked with a tribute night at the Black Bar last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A video of the event can be found on You Tube here:&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QyMwJlsyM7k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QyMwJlsyM7k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be erecting a permanent tribute to her in Sunnydale-SL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-590997095128124241?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/590997095128124241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=590997095128124241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/590997095128124241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/590997095128124241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/03/tribute-to-dr00g-enoch.html' title='Tribute to Dr00g Enoch'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4584474839687206282</id><published>2008-03-20T11:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:17:11.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunnydale-SL.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Role play'/><title type='text'>RP storyline post 19/3/2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3NAn5l0fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XYLa8ZExacE/s1600-h/lil+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187527756394910194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3NAn5l0fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XYLa8ZExacE/s200/lil+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story is currently ongoing, so you are welcome to jump in with your character and join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"It has been confirmed by one of the demons underground in L.A. that the vampires passed through the city and will be arriving in Sunnydale this evening. (Sundown is from 1 PM PST today.) As of yet their plans are unknown though they are likely to take over as much of Sunnydale as possible - as quickly as possible. The slayer's intelligence suggests that the vampire group is primarily female, though this can change quickly, depending on who they choose to 'turn'."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4584474839687206282?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4584474839687206282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4584474839687206282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4584474839687206282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4584474839687206282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/03/rp-storyline-post-1932008.html' title='RP storyline post 19/3/2008'/><author><name>Pleasure Long</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3NAn5l0fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/XYLa8ZExacE/s72-c/lil+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3709142787757371440</id><published>2008-03-20T11:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:15:58.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Pleasure is my name - Sunnydale my game ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3MtH5l0dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qnDdkNLyOdg/s1600-h/lil+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187527421387461074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3MtH5l0dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qnDdkNLyOdg/s200/lil+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone! Mysteryn11 has given me permissions to most on the &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Sunnydale%20SL/206/169/28"&gt;Sunnydale &lt;/a&gt;blog, and I'll be using this to keep everyone up to date with what is going on with role-play in the &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Sunnydale%20SL/206/169/28"&gt;Sunnydale-SL &lt;/a&gt;SIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not actually 'working' for &lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Sunnydale%20SL/206/169/28"&gt;Sunnydale &lt;/a&gt;as such - just helping out to get things rolling, as my passion is role-playing and helping others to do so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting all of the notices that are sent on the subject of role-play, plus any other useful information here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see you at Sunnydale. Sharpen your stakes, and keep your incisors minty ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://slurl.com/secondlife/Sunnydale%20SL/206/169/28"&gt;http://slurl.com/secondlife/Sunnydale%20SL/206/169/28&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3709142787757371440?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3709142787757371440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3709142787757371440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3709142787757371440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3709142787757371440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/03/pleasure-is-my-namesunnydale-my-game.html' title='~Pleasure is my name - Sunnydale my game ~'/><author><name>Pleasure Long</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YomceTccNT0/R_3MtH5l0dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qnDdkNLyOdg/s72-c/lil+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5669120982096212746</id><published>2008-02-11T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T02:18:26.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An interesting article on RP</title><content type='html'>An interesting article from an "outsider's" perspective of role playing in Second Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.informationweek.com/blog/main/archives/2007/04/roleplaying_in.html"&gt;http://www.informationweek.com/blog/main/archives/2007/04/roleplaying_in.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5669120982096212746?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5669120982096212746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5669120982096212746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5669120982096212746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5669120982096212746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/02/interesting-article-on-rp.html' title='An interesting article on RP'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4687817524264528186</id><published>2008-02-10T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T11:08:43.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69LuGigpaI/AAAAAAAAACc/Oql7xVfyNOU/s1600-h/Snapshot_002.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69LuGigpaI/AAAAAAAAACc/Oql7xVfyNOU/s320/Snapshot_002.bmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A wonderful evening was had by all at the Black Bar on february 8th at 1 PST.  As you can see from these pictures we were rocking like crazy to Electro House spun by yours truly DJ Myst. The party didn't even stop until 7 PST. Every friday DJ Myst will be playing at The Black Bar. See you there!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69LuWigpbI/AAAAAAAAACk/I4JRjOJ6NHc/s1600-h/Snapshot_003.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69LuWigpbI/AAAAAAAAACk/I4JRjOJ6NHc/s320/Snapshot_003.bmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69LumigpcI/AAAAAAAAACs/Pv_qu8lDuOE/s1600-h/Snapshot_005.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69LumigpcI/AAAAAAAAACs/Pv_qu8lDuOE/s320/Snapshot_005.bmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69LumigpdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z3o9MlXDBfg/s1600-h/Snapshot_014.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69LumigpdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z3o9MlXDBfg/s320/Snapshot_014.bmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4687817524264528186?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4687817524264528186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4687817524264528186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4687817524264528186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4687817524264528186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/02/wonderful-evening-was-had-by-all-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69LuGigpaI/AAAAAAAAACc/Oql7xVfyNOU/s72-c/Snapshot_002.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4137950461001354687</id><published>2008-02-10T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T11:04:04.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69KnmigpWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pxxXZj795ck/s1600-h/Snapshot_001.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69KnmigpWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pxxXZj795ck/s320/Snapshot_001.bmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69KoWigpXI/AAAAAAAAACE/91ekcj0N_0M/s1600-h/Snapshot_002.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69KoWigpXI/AAAAAAAAACE/91ekcj0N_0M/s320/Snapshot_002.bmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69KomigpYI/AAAAAAAAACM/B-JWjJ3LRB0/s1600-h/Snapshot_003.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69KomigpYI/AAAAAAAAACM/B-JWjJ3LRB0/s320/Snapshot_003.bmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69Ko2igpZI/AAAAAAAAACU/C4aUxRPLN3s/s1600-h/Snapshot_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69Ko2igpZI/AAAAAAAAACU/C4aUxRPLN3s/s320/Snapshot_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4137950461001354687?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4137950461001354687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4137950461001354687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4137950461001354687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4137950461001354687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R69KnmigpWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/pxxXZj795ck/s72-c/Snapshot_001.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-2792613981354312898</id><published>2008-01-14T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:29:46.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN Article on Second Life</title><content type='html'>Interesting one-off article on MSN about virtual worlds vs. our real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tech.uk.msn.com/features/article.aspx?cp-documentid=7217170"&gt;http://tech.uk.msn.com/features/article.aspx?cp-documentid=7217170&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-2792613981354312898?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/2792613981354312898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=2792613981354312898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2792613981354312898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2792613981354312898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/01/msn-article-on-second-life.html' title='MSN Article on Second Life'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-431404238031543222</id><published>2008-01-04T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T01:28:12.069-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Black Bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jude Tatham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bronze opening sunnydale-sl sunnydale island'/><title type='text'>"The Black Bar" opening 4. january 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R338BKG99LI/AAAAAAAAABc/3wwUG_LDR6w/s1600-h/Shots+of+the+sim_003.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151550645605364914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R338BKG99LI/AAAAAAAAABc/3wwUG_LDR6w/s320/Shots+of+the+sim_003.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone who came to support Sam at the launch of "The Black Bar" yesterday. Sam's set will be available for download as MP3/Podcast from &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.sunnydale-sl.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.sunnydale-sl.com/&lt;/a&gt; on the "extras" page from sunday 6th January. Sam will be playing a regular slot every week at "The Black Bar"- day is to be confirmed. I hope that you join me in welcoming Sam to the Sunnydale-SL DJs. Mysteryn11 Vollmar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-431404238031543222?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/431404238031543222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=431404238031543222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/431404238031543222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/431404238031543222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2008/01/black-bar-opening-4-january-2008.html' title='&quot;The Black Bar&quot; opening 4. january 2008.'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R338BKG99LI/AAAAAAAAABc/3wwUG_LDR6w/s72-c/Shots+of+the+sim_003.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4430886688838301360</id><published>2007-12-18T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T01:02:36.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R2eMq6G99KI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jjmg45Qfyc4/s1600-h/Shots+of+the+sim_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R2eMq6G99KI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jjmg45Qfyc4/s320/Shots+of+the+sim_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Finally we have christened the dark, mysterious bar /club over the west side of the island. The Black bar.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4430886688838301360?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4430886688838301360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4430886688838301360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4430886688838301360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4430886688838301360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/12/black-bar.html' title='The Black bar'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/R2eMq6G99KI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Jjmg45Qfyc4/s72-c/Shots+of+the+sim_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1565246331677357337</id><published>2007-11-07T02:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T02:48:14.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WindLight: is it going to destroy the SL experience?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.secondlifeherald.com/slh/2007/05/so_the_windligh.html"&gt;http://www.secondlifeherald.com/slh/2007/05/so_the_windligh.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, if scary article on the implications of the Wind Light system in Second Life. Should we be concerned that it is "coming soon"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1565246331677357337?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1565246331677357337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1565246331677357337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1565246331677357337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1565246331677357337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/11/windlight-is-it-going-to-destroy-sl.html' title='WindLight: is it going to destroy the SL experience?'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-7628703858236487238</id><published>2007-11-06T06:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T06:43:49.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffys (actual) House build</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18173100@N05/1889606996/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2240/1889606996_93fa33e5f7.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18173100@N05/1889606996/"&gt;Buffys (actual) House&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18173100@N05/"&gt;mysteryn11 Vollmar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	I'm going to be doing a build of this house for the SIM. After all, it's been the site of many exciting episodes, and will be a fun visit for vamps and slayers alike. The slanting roof is the characteristic part I suppose; and being european, I'm really not used to these American-style town houses, but I'll just have to try my best. Maybe I'll use it as a model for building plots on the SIM too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-7628703858236487238?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/7628703858236487238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=7628703858236487238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7628703858236487238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7628703858236487238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/11/buffys-actual-house-build.html' title='Buffys (actual) House build'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2240/1889606996_93fa33e5f7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3292602738455617945</id><published>2007-11-05T06:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T06:26:19.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Buffets #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18173100@N05/1870342594/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2263/1870342594_f88007c295.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18173100@N05/1870342594/"&gt;The Buffets #1&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18173100@N05/"&gt;mysteryn11 Vollmar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	These four girls made the evening really special: see if you can spot who is who?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3292602738455617945?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3292602738455617945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3292602738455617945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3292602738455617945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3292602738455617945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/11/buffets-1.html' title='The Buffets #1'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2263/1870342594_f88007c295_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-2291131999722655509</id><published>2007-11-05T06:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T06:14:24.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bronze, Preview Night at Sunnydale-SL</title><content type='html'>Well, despite Jude and I being stressed out of our minds towards the end, the party went off more-or-less hitch free.&lt;br /&gt;Heather Martynov DJ'ed all night as Alexei Beaumont was not able to make it - so we had banging electro-clash and electronica all night to keep everyone happy. We had massive amounts of visitors from the Buffy The Vampire Slayer, Sunnydale Vampires, and the Therapists plus some extras which really made the whole party go off with a bang. We'll be shooting for the opening at the end of November now, with me really focusing completely on the build and functionality of the SIM. Exciting stuff indeed.&lt;br /&gt;From now on the Bronze stream will be &lt;a href="http://80.237.175.60:5060/"&gt;http://80.237.175.60:5060&lt;/a&gt; so you can tune in wherever you are, either in world or out. I'll be posting up pictures from the party soon. Myst&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-2291131999722655509?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/2291131999722655509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=2291131999722655509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2291131999722655509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2291131999722655509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/11/bronze-preview-night-at-sunnydale-sl.html' title='The Bronze, Preview Night at Sunnydale-SL'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3058491553607884000</id><published>2007-11-02T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:10:32.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffy- Norge</title><content type='html'>Great site actually:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buffy-norge.net/index1.html"&gt;http://www.buffy-norge.net/index1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3058491553607884000?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3058491553607884000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3058491553607884000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3058491553607884000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3058491553607884000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/11/buffy-norge.html' title='Buffy- Norge'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1154981707145477986</id><published>2007-11-01T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T03:25:38.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Life Island settings</title><content type='html'>Yes; at some point us island owners have to get down to the nitty-gritty of administering the island. It's like setting up the playing field, and is important to get right it seems. Any changed you make here are big, and impact on the whole island so are pretty important. There is a good Second Life Wiki article on it all here: &lt;a href="http://wiki.secondlife.com/wiki/Private_Island"&gt;http://wiki.secondlife.com/wiki/Private_Island&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1154981707145477986?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1154981707145477986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1154981707145477986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1154981707145477986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1154981707145477986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/11/second-life-island-settings.html' title='Second Life Island settings'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3930981376960640583</id><published>2007-10-27T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T09:30:30.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Researchers Develop Thought-Control System for SL Avatar</title><content type='html'>A research team led by professor Jun’ichi Ushiba of the &lt;a href="http://bme.bio.keio.ac.jp/01news/"&gt;Keio University Biomedical Engineering Laboratory&lt;/a&gt; has developed a BCI system that lets the user walk an avatar through the streets of Second Life while relying solely on the power of thought. This could be the beginnings of a system by which not only can you control your SL Avatar, but ALSO be immersed inside SL via an interface that feeds 3D graphics and 3D sound directly into your visual and auditory cortex… Sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bme.bio.keio.ac.jp/01news/"&gt;http://bme.bio.keio.ac.jp/01news/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3930981376960640583?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3930981376960640583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3930981376960640583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3930981376960640583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3930981376960640583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/10/japanese-researchers-develop-thought.html' title='Japanese Researchers Develop Thought-Control System for SL Avatar'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-5090179273846967628</id><published>2007-10-26T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T01:57:24.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bronze opening sunnydale-sl sunnydale island'/><title type='text'>Letters whilst waiting for an island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="javascript:"&gt;X,Y: (1060, 973)&lt;/a&gt; That's the grid referenceto the new Sunnydale-SL island. I am waiting excitedly to start moving the building work from the test parcel over to it. And waiting. And waiting. As you will have seen from my previous post it's now the 5th day since I ordered the island and yesterday I finally received a reply from my support ticket, from Dee Linden which neatly states:&lt;br /&gt;Solution&lt;br /&gt;Solved: (10/25/2007 9:09 AM PDT)&lt;br /&gt;Should be delivered to you later today or tomorrow =)&lt;br /&gt;Dee.&lt;br /&gt;Right then! I'm crossing my fingers and hoping that that really is the case. As anybody who is a member of the Buffy group will know, we're planning a pre-launch party next saturday at The Bronze (friday 3rd of November). We were planning it to coincide with Halloween next wednesday, but the SL grid will be down for maintainance just before then and it's just too big a risk to take to count on it being back up in time.&lt;br /&gt;We have a owner/manager of the Bronze who will be taking it over from saturday, and we'll announce that at the party. Immediately after we will close the island for access whilst working on the build, but hope to have the official, full opening very, very soon after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-5090179273846967628?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/5090179273846967628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=5090179273846967628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5090179273846967628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/5090179273846967628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/10/letters-whilst-waiting-for-island.html' title='Letters whilst waiting for an island'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-7597577336818701889</id><published>2007-10-25T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:22:58.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Support at Linden Labs</title><content type='html'>So I finally got an answer from Second Life support about the island I just paid 1680$ for. Three days was a long time to wait for a response, and in my day job that wouldn't be considered acceptable at all. Linden Labs have to be a little careful with that; basically support means everything for a service company on the net. Companies live and die based on that fact alone. I'll keep you posted as to how it improves. Or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-7597577336818701889?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/7597577336818701889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=7597577336818701889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7597577336818701889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7597577336818701889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/10/support-at-linden-labs.html' title='Support at Linden Labs'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-7541943599511465766</id><published>2007-10-25T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T14:05:12.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting article on "Is Second Life sustainable"</title><content type='html'>I bloody hope so after I just spent 1600$ on an island!!&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brokentoys.org/2006/06/06/second-life-has-too-many-servers-in-danger-of-eating-internet/"&gt;http://brokentoys.org/2006/06/06/second-life-has-too-many-servers-in-danger-of-eating-internet/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-7541943599511465766?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/7541943599511465766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=7541943599511465766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7541943599511465766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7541943599511465766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/10/interesting-article-on-is-second-life.html' title='Interesting article on &quot;Is Second Life sustainable&quot;'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1444963405910169268</id><published>2007-10-22T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T14:20:42.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mysteryn11'/><title type='text'>What do I look like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/Rx0T0l5ebwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eCjEM36VHR0/s1600-h/myst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124273745264799490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/Rx0T0l5ebwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eCjEM36VHR0/s320/myst.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, finally decided to let you all know what I look like inworld, so that you regognize me when we meet. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Myst&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1444963405910169268?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1444963405910169268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1444963405910169268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1444963405910169268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1444963405910169268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-do-i-look-like.html' title='What do I look like?'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xjGJ4ahfop8/Rx0T0l5ebwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eCjEM36VHR0/s72-c/myst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-1845929332794807688</id><published>2007-10-22T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T14:18:25.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tory Linden special...</title><content type='html'>One of the good ones: how to turn of the Clicky-clacky noise and typing anim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.secondlife.com/2007/08/23/tip-of-the-week-how-to-turn-off-the-typing-animation-and-sound/"&gt;http://blog.secondlife.com/2007/08/23/tip-of-the-week-how-to-turn-off-the-typing-animation-and-sound/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This one is especially dedicated to Parrot Pimpernel)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-1845929332794807688?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/1845929332794807688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=1845929332794807688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1845929332794807688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/1845929332794807688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/10/tory-linden-special.html' title='A Tory Linden special...'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-3237801842722665298</id><published>2007-10-19T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T01:37:03.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysteryn11 Building tip of the week:)</title><content type='html'>Show your building axis - This is really useful:&lt;br /&gt;Trigger client menu first (ctrl+alt+d), then select&lt;br /&gt;rendering-&gt; axes&lt;br /&gt;Voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Plus an unrelated but fun article on Torley's top Client+Server debug options:'&lt;a href="http://wiki.secondlife.com/wiki/User:Torley_Linden/Debug_Settings"&gt;http://wiki.secondlife.com/wiki/User:Torley_Linden/Debug_Settings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-3237801842722665298?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/3237801842722665298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=3237801842722665298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3237801842722665298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/3237801842722665298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/10/mysteryn11-building-tip-of-week.html' title='Mysteryn11 Building tip of the week:)'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-4877483039420208501</id><published>2007-10-17T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T13:25:52.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice little summary of some key Sunnydale places</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.weblo.com/property/Regular/Sunnydale/456118/"&gt;http://www.weblo.com/property/Regular/Sunnydale/456118/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-4877483039420208501?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/4877483039420208501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=4877483039420208501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4877483039420208501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/4877483039420208501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/10/nice-little-summary-of-some-key.html' title='Nice little summary of some key Sunnydale places'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-545040261131231715</id><published>2007-10-17T04:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T04:22:49.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Path cuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://xahlee.org/sl/build_object.html"&gt;http://xahlee.org/sl/build_object.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some nice little tips (basic ones mind) on prims and what they do. I've been working with cutting paths and this helped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-545040261131231715?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/545040261131231715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=545040261131231715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/545040261131231715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/545040261131231715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/10/path-cuts.html' title='Path cuts'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-8968697381076312770</id><published>2007-10-05T05:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T05:55:22.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Building in SL</title><content type='html'>Here's some resources I found recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.informationweek.com/blog/main/archives/2007/04/building_in_sec.html"&gt;http://www.informationweek.com/blog/main/archives/2007/04/building_in_sec.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are really great scripting bits and pieces (like adding a link to an object etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cterport.ed.uiuc.edu/technologies_folder/SL"&gt;http://cterport.ed.uiuc.edu/technologies_folder/SL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-8968697381076312770?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/8968697381076312770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=8968697381076312770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8968697381076312770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/8968697381076312770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/10/building-in-sl.html' title='Building in SL'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-7603992418919664928</id><published>2007-06-06T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T07:55:15.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My second life: an introduction.</title><content type='html'>About six months ago I logged in to Second Life for the first time. I am not going into a long-winded definition of what SL is as many others have defined it much better than I (not least Linden Labs themselves - &lt;a href="http://secondlife.com/whatis/"&gt;http://secondlife.com/whatis/&lt;/a&gt;). I had heard about it from a friend of mine, and it sounded fascinating, but I'd never actually gotten around to joining. Several years ago I had been part of another virtual world called Cybertown, which although extremely crude by SL's standards was ground-breaking at the time.  I fell in love instantly. This was something that I had been looking for ever since I picked up my first William Gibson book. It is, in fact pretty much defined in the Gibson book "Idoru" &lt;a href="http://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/books/idoru.asp"&gt;http://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/books/idoru.asp&lt;/a&gt;. The place is both so large, and so detailed that the concept of the internet suddenly becomes clearer. It is like  a three dimensional visualisation of the net superimposed on a model of our world. I signed up creating my Second Life name of mysteryn11 Vollmar. mysteryn11 is an alter-ego and avatar I have used on the internet since the early 90's and of which I may write about another time. This was my birthday. This blogg is my exploration of the grid, my initiation into the society of Second Life, and my thoughts and feelings on what happens there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-7603992418919664928?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/7603992418919664928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=7603992418919664928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7603992418919664928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/7603992418919664928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-second-life-introduction.html' title='My second life: an introduction.'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610682820755942339.post-2610448810431279819</id><published>2007-06-06T02:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T02:24:14.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysteryn11 Vollmar</title><content type='html'>This is the blogg that inspired me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexsecond.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sexsecond.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610682820755942339-2610448810431279819?l=sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/feeds/2610448810431279819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610682820755942339&amp;postID=2610448810431279819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2610448810431279819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610682820755942339/posts/default/2610448810431279819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sl-sunnydale.blogspot.com/2007/06/mysteryn11-vollmar.html' title='Mysteryn11 Vollmar'/><author><name>Nathan aka Mysteryn11</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00368001877402131411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
