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I slowly came to a halt, the hot sunshine beating down from above as I reached up to feel my pulse while gasping for breath.
Bloody hell.
Taking fifteen seconds to catch my breath again, I resumed running. Had to get fitter. Had to get faster. Had to get harder to catch.
Waking up in Sunnydale was the worst thing that could happen to... well, pretty much anyone. I suppose it was some kind of dark god's joke. I write self insertion fanfiction and he drops me into fucking Sunnydale.
Even worse, I'm not even a main character. I was...me. And even worse, I was mid-teens me. I was a background character. In Sunnydale. I saw Buffy within three hours of waking up for the first time.
Even worse than that? I remembered just enough about the series and universe to know enough to be terrified. Details? It was ten years since I saw it! And basically everything was muddled up in my head with fanfiction. I had no idea what was canon or not, nor if I was in canon.
In short, I was fucked and anything I knew was very, highly, suspect.
The second I realized what was going on after waking up, I bet on it being either a hallucination or real.
In case it was the second one, I basically tore the entire room apart until I found a box of money. I was halfway to the bus-stop before I stopped and forced myself to think.
Getting out of town wouldn't help. Demons and vampires were everywhere, not just in Sunnydale. So first order of business was to find out where in the timeline I was. Considering Sunnydale was not a crater, it was not late or end of series. Oh, and highschool so it was early series.
No matter where I went, I was fucked and could easily run into something that wanted to eat me. Especially considering that something put me here for some kind of cosmic joke. I could only assume whoever it was would escalate if I tried to leave.
I had things I might know, despite how fucked I was, I have some advantages even if I didn't remember much or even know if this was the 'prime' world. I knew the Mayor was most likely some sort of super warlock. I knew the military were going to experiment on demons. Spike was coming. Angel was an... okay, good guy might be pushing it. I remember that other things were coming. Illyria. Something about evil nerds.
A lot of maybes.
But there was one thing, one single thing I knew for certain. I was way too fucking shrimpy to be living in Sunnydale.
Which meant getting in shape. Not that it would get me up to the level of a vampire, but anything to close the gap was a good idea or at least give me a chance to get away.
Which also meant that I'd found religion in a bloody hurry. A lot of them, in fact. I was carrying half a dozen religious symbols from as many religions at any given time.
Considering the universe, they were likely just as big dicks as the other side but if they kept me from getting eaten, I'll take it.
Panting, I stopped and pulled out my small water bottle, taking a long swig before glancing up at the sun. Still midday.
They mostly came out at night.
Mostly.
The fact that I can say that with total honesty was just so fucked up. My plan was to... survive. Which meant some simple things. Keeping to public places but away from crowds. Staying behind locked doors with what defenses I could research and gather well before sunset. Carry as much defenses as I could without making myself a target.
I was a human in Sunnydale. Which made me prey. Well, if I was going to be prey, I would be the big dangerous buck, not the limping little doe. There are easier prey, so why go for me? Demons were like all other predators.
I had a chance. A small chance, but the key was simple. Don't look eatable and stay the fuck away from Buffy and her group.
But you know what was even worse than waking up in Sunnydale one morning? Going to highschool again. As a Swedish exchange student of all the fucking cliched things! I even detested to use that excuse in my hack stories! Whoever did this to me needed a fucking boot to the face for that alone.
At the very least, I had a small apartment and all the papers needed as well as an account with enough money to live(if barely) transferred to it every month. I had thought about trying to track who was giving me the money, but that required a hacker most likely and that meant Willow and that was a whole pile of NOPE!
Not even sure I wanted to start pulling on that string anyway. It might wake up the spider.
Well, as... frustrating as going to school again was, at the very least I knew most of the stuff being taught, I just needed a review of most of the subjects and it allowed me to focus on not getting eaten by something.
Taking another swig from the water bottle I let out a sigh, just enjoying the warmth of the sun as I got my breathing back under control. Five minutes break and then I'll head back home.
Two months in Sunnydale and I was still not food or had anything lay its eggs in my brain.
I think.
I had to kinda count that as a win. A big, giant extended middle finger in the face of whatever put me here to be... eaten. Let's go with eaten because I'd rather not think about any scarier scenarios. The fact that being eaten was the least scary one was just depressing.
Shaking my head, I ran my hand through my short hair. Two months and it still felt strange not to have long hair anymore. I thought about letting it grow, but it would mean something that could be grabbed.
Any advantage.
I needed every advantage I could get.
Shaking my head I smiled. But screw all this for now. It was Friday, class had been canceled because the teacher, Mister Howard, didn't show up. I tried not to think about why he didn't show up.
But it give me half a day free and that alone needed some kind of punctuation. I'm making some pizza today.
Sliding the small water bottle back into my belt, I turned to head back home before stopping. Oh, free money. Today really was a good day.
Leaning down I reached down and picked up the silvery coin.
"A nice day indeed my host." a feminine voice whispered against my right ear as my fingers touched the metal.
My heart skipped a couple of beats and I suddenly forgot how to use my lungs as ice cold terror flooded my body.
AN// Many thanks to Grey Rook for betaing this section.
Bloody hell.
Taking fifteen seconds to catch my breath again, I resumed running. Had to get fitter. Had to get faster. Had to get harder to catch.
Waking up in Sunnydale was the worst thing that could happen to... well, pretty much anyone. I suppose it was some kind of dark god's joke. I write self insertion fanfiction and he drops me into fucking Sunnydale.
Even worse, I'm not even a main character. I was...me. And even worse, I was mid-teens me. I was a background character. In Sunnydale. I saw Buffy within three hours of waking up for the first time.
Even worse than that? I remembered just enough about the series and universe to know enough to be terrified. Details? It was ten years since I saw it! And basically everything was muddled up in my head with fanfiction. I had no idea what was canon or not, nor if I was in canon.
In short, I was fucked and anything I knew was very, highly, suspect.
The second I realized what was going on after waking up, I bet on it being either a hallucination or real.
In case it was the second one, I basically tore the entire room apart until I found a box of money. I was halfway to the bus-stop before I stopped and forced myself to think.
Getting out of town wouldn't help. Demons and vampires were everywhere, not just in Sunnydale. So first order of business was to find out where in the timeline I was. Considering Sunnydale was not a crater, it was not late or end of series. Oh, and highschool so it was early series.
No matter where I went, I was fucked and could easily run into something that wanted to eat me. Especially considering that something put me here for some kind of cosmic joke. I could only assume whoever it was would escalate if I tried to leave.
I had things I might know, despite how fucked I was, I have some advantages even if I didn't remember much or even know if this was the 'prime' world. I knew the Mayor was most likely some sort of super warlock. I knew the military were going to experiment on demons. Spike was coming. Angel was an... okay, good guy might be pushing it. I remember that other things were coming. Illyria. Something about evil nerds.
A lot of maybes.
But there was one thing, one single thing I knew for certain. I was way too fucking shrimpy to be living in Sunnydale.
Which meant getting in shape. Not that it would get me up to the level of a vampire, but anything to close the gap was a good idea or at least give me a chance to get away.
Which also meant that I'd found religion in a bloody hurry. A lot of them, in fact. I was carrying half a dozen religious symbols from as many religions at any given time.
Considering the universe, they were likely just as big dicks as the other side but if they kept me from getting eaten, I'll take it.
Panting, I stopped and pulled out my small water bottle, taking a long swig before glancing up at the sun. Still midday.
They mostly came out at night.
Mostly.
The fact that I can say that with total honesty was just so fucked up. My plan was to... survive. Which meant some simple things. Keeping to public places but away from crowds. Staying behind locked doors with what defenses I could research and gather well before sunset. Carry as much defenses as I could without making myself a target.
I was a human in Sunnydale. Which made me prey. Well, if I was going to be prey, I would be the big dangerous buck, not the limping little doe. There are easier prey, so why go for me? Demons were like all other predators.
I had a chance. A small chance, but the key was simple. Don't look eatable and stay the fuck away from Buffy and her group.
But you know what was even worse than waking up in Sunnydale one morning? Going to highschool again. As a Swedish exchange student of all the fucking cliched things! I even detested to use that excuse in my hack stories! Whoever did this to me needed a fucking boot to the face for that alone.
At the very least, I had a small apartment and all the papers needed as well as an account with enough money to live(if barely) transferred to it every month. I had thought about trying to track who was giving me the money, but that required a hacker most likely and that meant Willow and that was a whole pile of NOPE!
Not even sure I wanted to start pulling on that string anyway. It might wake up the spider.
Well, as... frustrating as going to school again was, at the very least I knew most of the stuff being taught, I just needed a review of most of the subjects and it allowed me to focus on not getting eaten by something.
Taking another swig from the water bottle I let out a sigh, just enjoying the warmth of the sun as I got my breathing back under control. Five minutes break and then I'll head back home.
Two months in Sunnydale and I was still not food or had anything lay its eggs in my brain.
I think.
I had to kinda count that as a win. A big, giant extended middle finger in the face of whatever put me here to be... eaten. Let's go with eaten because I'd rather not think about any scarier scenarios. The fact that being eaten was the least scary one was just depressing.
Shaking my head, I ran my hand through my short hair. Two months and it still felt strange not to have long hair anymore. I thought about letting it grow, but it would mean something that could be grabbed.
Any advantage.
I needed every advantage I could get.
Shaking my head I smiled. But screw all this for now. It was Friday, class had been canceled because the teacher, Mister Howard, didn't show up. I tried not to think about why he didn't show up.
But it give me half a day free and that alone needed some kind of punctuation. I'm making some pizza today.
Sliding the small water bottle back into my belt, I turned to head back home before stopping. Oh, free money. Today really was a good day.
Leaning down I reached down and picked up the silvery coin.
"A nice day indeed my host." a feminine voice whispered against my right ear as my fingers touched the metal.
My heart skipped a couple of beats and I suddenly forgot how to use my lungs as ice cold terror flooded my body.
AN// Many thanks to Grey Rook for betaing this section.
Looks that way.
Krazyfan1
Worrying for the future.
- Location
- Australia
i think Hiver mentioned that in another thread.
anyway, remember how Dresden files magic works...
except there probably is a way around the "corruption" or whatever....
wasnt it, "if you think it will corrupt you it will" so "if you think it will uncorrupt you it wil?"
also, nonhumans have souls in Buffyverse, so if the "voice" who may be Lash came from the dresden verse, they might be rather confused...
and if you have your sould mixed so that it has buffy AND dresden verse functionality, rejoice, since your soul can now regenerate, you can shave bits off to make a pile of it, which you can hopefully give to people instead of your actual one
- Location
- California
He's picking what flavor of lube he's getting.
The Stormbringer
Worm Fanfic & Crack Connoisseur
- Location
- Spaaaaace~!
Vox De Harlequin
Consequences are for other people
- Location
- Hyalean Theoric World
Let's hope this is one of the... nicer? ones.
That's not really a word that applies...
hmm...
Let's hope it's one of the ones that would rather work alongside you and corrupt you than melt your brains and take over your body.
But hey, look on the bright side!
At least the vampires will have a hell of a time trying to eat you and/or do unspeakable things to you!
That's not really a word that applies...
hmm...
Let's hope it's one of the ones that would rather work alongside you and corrupt you than melt your brains and take over your body.
But hey, look on the bright side!
At least the vampires will have a hell of a time trying to eat you and/or do unspeakable things to you!
- Location
- California
Poor taste
"Alright and action! -Hey no leaving you gotta stay in the town! ...Huh, just going to barricade yourself? Alright what if I make it so you have to go to school! Sticking to the crowds? -C'mon buddy go learn magic and fight vampires why is this so hard to get? Ah! I got it, you need a confidence booster. Umm, lets see we've got -ooh an Angel in a coin. Angels are great at inspiring confidence!"
Later
"-why is everything on fire?"
Later
"-why is everything on fire?"
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@Hiver
In fairness a few words can make a lot of difference. One is that "You can resist and win!". The Shadow Lash is an impression on your gray matter, and as time goes on she'll change just as much as you do. Mind being in the Hellmouth there are pretty horrible ways to die, and I'd honestly taking being locked in my head with her as a least bad in some possible outcomes.
If it's any consolation Lashiel is a fallen angel, and humanity is her former creator's property, no one else's. I expect she'll happen to be quite territorial over the notion of some trumped up demons like the Powers that be controlling humanity's fate.
On the benies side! You're an omniglot, you have lots of secret hidden knowledge at your displosal(poisoned knowledge but it's there). You can probably learn to use hellfire to destroy things. Just burning off a bit of your soul to do so, don't worry go to a rock band eat some chocolate cake and date some cutie. It'll grow right back!
In fairness a few words can make a lot of difference. One is that "You can resist and win!". The Shadow Lash is an impression on your gray matter, and as time goes on she'll change just as much as you do. Mind being in the Hellmouth there are pretty horrible ways to die, and I'd honestly taking being locked in my head with her as a least bad in some possible outcomes.
If it's any consolation Lashiel is a fallen angel, and humanity is her former creator's property, no one else's. I expect she'll happen to be quite territorial over the notion of some trumped up demons like the Powers that be controlling humanity's fate.
On the benies side! You're an omniglot, you have lots of secret hidden knowledge at your displosal(poisoned knowledge but it's there). You can probably learn to use hellfire to destroy things. Just burning off a bit of your soul to do so, don't worry go to a rock band eat some chocolate cake and date some cutie. It'll grow right back!
Arafell
Verified Cephalon
- Location
- Oregon
At least it's in . . .
mint condition
Something tells me that considering Uriel/Nicodemus/Lash's reaction, Dresden's interactions with Lash were extremely unusual and nearly unique.
Also, not all of the Fallen enslave their user that blatantly. Ursiel rode his host around like a rodeo bull, but Lash is a lot more subtle than that.
mint condition
Something tells me that considering Uriel/Nicodemus/Lash's reaction, Dresden's interactions with Lash were extremely unusual and nearly unique.
Also, not all of the Fallen enslave their user that blatantly. Ursiel rode his host around like a rodeo bull, but Lash is a lot more subtle than that.
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Malbutorius
C'est le bien qui fait mal
"Oh for Christ's sake, this only makes things harder to survive!"
- Location
- West Michigan
So if he convinces himself hard enough that the coin is an actual powerup, more like an Exaltation than a monkey's paw, it'll become one? Sounds legit.
RoboRenee
Trans of gender
- Location
- FFXIV, probably
- Pronouns
- She/Her
I'm fairly sure that just leads to Lashiel using him as a drinking story a couple hosts down the line. The idiot that thought he was in control right up until the end. It's not about convincing yourself. Basically, he now has an implanted device which can give him temporary superpowers. It will also inject heroin with each use. It is possible to use this responsibly, at least in theory. It is far more likely to wind up a heroin addict.
This is basically nothing like the reality of the coin, but it is also very much what having the coin is like.
esotericist
A Weary Hand
- Location
- Lacey, WA
Pensive Rumination
Praise me more?
- Location
- Australia
This was definitely my favourite part. Made me pause for quite a while as the hilarity sunk in.
- Location
- Some park.
Welp it wasen't enough to have vampires and demons after you, now the ''good guys'' will probably try to poke you with a stake since going by the nature of fallen ones they should be pretty high on the 'dancing and laughing in the light of a burning world whilst adding more fuel'- scale of things.
Ellf
Apprentice Wizard
- Location
- Virginia
The Fallen only has as much control as the host allows initially, but they have years of experience to draw on in order convince you to give them that control. Once you've given yourself over completely, they can control you perfectly.
That said, it is entirely possible for the host and the Fallen to share. Some actually prefer it.