Willow Rosenberg (
guiltapalooza) wrote in
animus_network2012-03-15 12:00 am
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You know what, I am so sick of this. Completely sick of this!! And look at me, repeating myself and using multiple exclamation points (two!) like a rebel. Because I am a rebel!
I'm tired of all these embarrassing personal incidents. When they aren't embarrassing, they're deeply horrifying and disturbing. I just want regular old test taking anxiety again! I want worrying about whether Anya is going to ask Giles if he has a new orgasm friend yet in public! And all that demon stuff, even that was familiar.
But here it's like, oh, here's that troll kid I'm friends with and he got his arm torn off. Here's me turning myself into a troll and going creepy stalker over Aradia. (Which by the way, oh Goddess am I sorry for and eternally mortified about.) Or here's me picking up the bloody scraps of the clothes of the double of someone I'm friends with!
And don't tell me I'm using too many of's there, I told you I'm a rebel today! I just want my test taking anxiety back, darn it. I'd even take worrying over when I'm going back to college, and that was a lot of worrying.
... Okay, whining done. End whining. In other news, who's still having wacky collar-induced sickness and power-tampering shenanigans? Cause frankly I'm finding this really worrying and I want to get to the bottom of this.
I'm tired of all these embarrassing personal incidents. When they aren't embarrassing, they're deeply horrifying and disturbing. I just want regular old test taking anxiety again! I want worrying about whether Anya is going to ask Giles if he has a new orgasm friend yet in public! And all that demon stuff, even that was familiar.
But here it's like, oh, here's that troll kid I'm friends with and he got his arm torn off. Here's me turning myself into a troll and going creepy stalker over Aradia. (Which by the way, oh Goddess am I sorry for and eternally mortified about.) Or here's me picking up the bloody scraps of the clothes of the double of someone I'm friends with!
And don't tell me I'm using too many of's there, I told you I'm a rebel today! I just want my test taking anxiety back, darn it. I'd even take worrying over when I'm going back to college, and that was a lot of worrying.
... Okay, whining done. End whining. In other news, who's still having wacky collar-induced sickness and power-tampering shenanigans? Cause frankly I'm finding this really worrying and I want to get to the bottom of this.

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[John has no concept of PG-13. His life is basically the Internet; he can stomach rated M movies easily by this point.]
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Did you know that their center of gravity's all different? And I kept forgetting about my fangs and biting my lip and getting blood in my mouth. Oh, and the whole more assertive and violent thing, totally true. I didn't hurt anyone, but there were a whole lot more speculative thoughts about it than I usually have, let me tell you.
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They really aren't just funny-looking humans, though. And some things that look exactly like humans aren't human at all either.
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...and then... they were actual... trolls.
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That must've been a hoot to find out they were aliens, though. Big empire-having, somewhat fascist, four-kinds-of-romance, pile-building aliens.
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... [She grins.] But did he really talk to you backwards in time? He was just setting himself up to be laughed at with that one.
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But I will absolutely take your word that theirs wasn't thought through. I bet it was all haphazard and, and discombobulated.
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Your whole set of... of universes would make for a great sitcom, that's all I'm saying. Like Friends but with aliens and time travel and mass killing. ... So pretty much Doctor Who, I guess.
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[She's totally onto you, John Egbert. You are basically like a small blue-themed Xander.]
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