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[zarahjoyce]

...for some reason I want to write something. Here is a list of my active muses... help me out and give me an idea for a drabble?

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uses character journal to get the ~feeling

[revivedqueen.livejournal.com]

"See, love, it's a bloody two-player game." Spike gestures at the screen in frustration. "Can't have you lagging behind; the bloody screen won't move if our characters aren't walking together."

Illyria looks up from the controller in her hands. "The purpose of this exercise escapes me. You said that we would be training together."

"We are." Spike smiles insolently at her. "Well, actually, our characters are. It's called leveling-up. It's us training but through them."

"And the reason for this is?"

"Boss fight? Seriously, the gorilla-looking, many-clawed boss on this stage is a hell of a bugger to beat. That's why I need a second player, and unfortunately for both of us, you're it."

Illyria merely looks at him as though he's scum at her feet. "Very well," she concedes, after long seconds of silence. "Teach me how to control this... device again."

After a few minutes of painful tutoring, Spike and Illyria manages to get their characters to the boss arena.

"Ha! We'll see who'll be leering next, you sodding pixelated bitch." Spike turns to Illyria, and waves his controller in anticipation. "Ready, love? Remember, you only have to push the--"

But the primordial God-King isn't listening. She stands, and with a battle cry that has won her a thousand wars she launches her controller at the screen, leaving a gaping, smoking hole at the middle of it.

"What--" Spike's mouth drops open in surprise. "Hey! What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?"

Illyria smirks at him in return. "I've killed the tiny demon you're too weak to destroy on your own. That is how this ends."