http://fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2010-02-11 10:46 pm

033: [visual] contrary to the common belief, he's not dead

Oh, look, a visual that's not accidental for once. Dean doesn't do very many of these, but honestly, he's bored out of his freaking mind, he's tired of lurking around Buffy's castle feeling sorry for himself (or at least, he's ready to pretend like he is), and he needs some fresh air. So, Dean's rolling out of bed, turning on his tablet as he does.

"Yeah, alright, look," Dean starts, reaching up and mussing up his hair. "All you oldies out there, the ones that haven't been coming in like herds of sheep. Gimme a call. I wanna know who's still here."

There's a pause as Dean yawns widely, and rather rudely, into the tablet. Then he continues.

"For the rest of you, lemme give you some advice. Don't piss off the vampires. And if you're a vampire, just try me. I got a crossbow for Christmas and I haven't got the chance to use it yet."

Good job, Dean, way to greet the locals with your charm and grace.
faderbroderson: (i'll explain in small words)

[visual]

[personal profile] faderbroderson 2010-02-12 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
"You invited me." You just called out every vamp in Taxon, Dean. Make up your mind.
faderbroderson: (yeah sure)

[personal profile] faderbroderson 2010-02-12 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
"You directly addressed all the vampires in Taxon. Moreover, you issued a distinctly unwise challenge. What precisely did you expect, if not a response?" Godric is so very impressed by your maturity, Dean. Also your logic.

[location: SURPRISE, DEAN]

[identity profile] biverbam.livejournal.com 2010-02-12 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
The moment she saw Dean's broadcast, River knew nothing good could come from this. Especially not if he's going after the flying type of vampires that can tie her at a game of Risk.

So, like she does, she ventured over to Dean's current location from her spot in Dawn's room, package of color pencils in hand.

"Don't be stupid."

Toss go the pencils, aimed for the middle of his chest, and off she goes again. He can hatch his own gorram coloring book.
faderbroderson: (lulz!)

[WUT]

[personal profile] faderbroderson 2010-02-12 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
Godric has just opened his mouth to respond to Dean's utter lack of actual sense when River improves his whole month in one simple and highly unexpected move by doing it for him in a much more effective and amusing manner.

He's going to be a little preoccupied with laughing, here. Give him a minute.
faderbroderson: (that's mildly endearing)

[/waves goodbye~]

[personal profile] faderbroderson 2010-02-12 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Usually, something like the Dracula jibe would just roll off his back, but this time Godric feels a flash of real anger. Of course it has to do with the fact that Dracula inevitably reminds him of Eric, but there's something more to it, and Godric is briefly surprised at his own ire before he suppresses it. There's a butter knife with a red handle laying inconspicuously on the table next to him, out of view of the tablet.

"I have no particular issues with anyone at the moment." Well, he does, but nothing on the scale of what Dean's referring to. "And if I did, I would discuss it with them, not you. So long as no one does anything stupid, like attempting to shoot me with a crossbow, there won't be a problem." You are entirely too eager to be the defender of humankind against vampires, Dean. Godric is now picturing having a minor disagreement with someone when suddenly a rabid Dean jumps out of the shadows and tries to stake him.