Some things are to evil even for hell
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Some things are to evil even for hell
Many lawyers are not evil.
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However, the most successful and well KNOWN lawyers tend to be the ones in high profile cases, and the ones who WIN... No matter if their clients are guilty or not, or if the accused is guilty or not. And sometimes the extreme ones (Crazy, unethical, ostentatious) are the ones most likely to be talked about and reported to others.
So 'Nice Lawyer successfully defended a case, the end' doesn't hit the news, but 'Asshole Lawyer loses a case' might stay on the net for weeks.
Not to mention that you never want to be in a situation where you NEED a lawyer in the first place, if possible. That also influences the public image of the entire profession.
Thus the stereotype of evil/greedy lawyer spreads.
As such: Wolfram & Hart.
It's fairly fascinating in the shows when you meet them too... They are just normal, every day men and women who willingly sold their Souls and enslaved themselves to further their career. So like being an unpaid intern, but over a longer period of time.
So 'Nice Lawyer successfully defended a case, the end' doesn't hit the news, but 'Asshole Lawyer loses a case' might stay on the net for weeks.
Not to mention that you never want to be in a situation where you NEED a lawyer in the first place, if possible. That also influences the public image of the entire profession.
Thus the stereotype of evil/greedy lawyer spreads.
As such: Wolfram & Hart.
It's fairly fascinating in the shows when you meet them too... They are just normal, every day men and women who willingly sold their Souls and enslaved themselves to further their career. So like being an unpaid intern, but over a longer period of time.
Not to mention, he was apparently a really great Mayor. Met all his campaign promises, was good to his constituents, super friendly and nice to talk to... Sure, the fact that he has demon constituents and the promises he fulfilled for them weren't something that the regular humans would have approved of, but no one can get a complete 100% satisfaction rating without total mind control and that's just not worth all the extra effort just to get a small increase over his usual numbers.
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Not going to threadmark this one, but uh... Casual Cannibalism is still going to be a no for now. Yeah, yeah, I know vampires drink blood/Souls/people/etc, I just don't think it fits the tone very well. For one thing, John is... Well, just not normal enough to properly notice or care about being eaten. As proven very VERY recently.
Jessica CERTAINLY wouldn't put up with that, as I'm sure aliens have tried that over the years she worked in MiB so, yeah.
As for John himself or his sister chompin down on some delicious humans, in a non-sexual more literal way? No. At least, it hasn't happened yet and it certainly doesn't SEEM like it's going to happen. Things would have to go down some very odd roads to reach that destination.
Pretty sure that, even IF a demon/vampire managed to actually kick John's Soul out of his body to try and take said body over... Well, if you thought EATING his decoy Soul was an explosively bad idea, attempting to CONTROL John's Soulless body is VERY much worse than that.
Jessica CERTAINLY wouldn't put up with that, as I'm sure aliens have tried that over the years she worked in MiB so, yeah.
As for John himself or his sister chompin down on some delicious humans, in a non-sexual more literal way? No. At least, it hasn't happened yet and it certainly doesn't SEEM like it's going to happen. Things would have to go down some very odd roads to reach that destination.
Pretty sure that, even IF a demon/vampire managed to actually kick John's Soul out of his body to try and take said body over... Well, if you thought EATING his decoy Soul was an explosively bad idea, attempting to CONTROL John's Soulless body is VERY much worse than that.
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Cannibalism, whether in regards to meat or souls, strikes me as a very 'selfish' act. Morality aside, you are putting yourself before the wellbeing of others.
John may struggle with understanding everything involved in a person's wellbeing, especially with how they overreact about the silliest things, but he does care.
The kid was hesitant to hurt Minecraft pigs, which were more like lumps of essence that behaved like they were alive than actual living organisms. The idea that he'd deliberately eat someone is laughable.
John may struggle with understanding everything involved in a person's wellbeing, especially with how they overreact about the silliest things, but he does care.
The kid was hesitant to hurt Minecraft pigs, which were more like lumps of essence that behaved like they were alive than actual living organisms. The idea that he'd deliberately eat someone is laughable.
Imagine being a possessing spirit, only to discover that your latest host body has to do EVERYTHING MANUALLY.
Breathing? Manual.
Heartbeat? Manual.
Thinking? Manual.
Seeing? Manual.
Digesting? Manual.
Sweating? Manual.
Hearing? Manual.
Funding a housing project.
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Jessica's smile dropped as the bank worker went to get her boss. "This is NOT going to work."
John waved her off. "Of COURSE it will! I've checked, something about this place sort of forces a 'This is normal' field over the whole town. Makes most people gullible and pliable, especially those unaware of how risky this area is."
She glanced at him. "I am an Agent. WHY are we going with such an obvious lie, regardless of how dumb anyone here may act?"
Unusual for her brother, he frowned. "Because we WANT to be obvious, look stupid, and seem easily manipulated. We need to blend in, and anyone who is competent or suave is either aware of things they shouldn't be aware of or are more powerful than the basic spellwork over this town can handle."
He glanced towards the closed door. "Sure, we should both be protected thanks to my Pocket… But I don't want to risk testing my defenses when there isn't any urgent need to do so. Stupid excuses work, thus we will use the stupid excuse."
She grumbled, but that seemed like a fair point. "Still… Claiming that we inherited jewelry from twelve of our recently deceased grandmothers?"
John shrugged. "Apparently our grandpa was a player and a bad husband. If only they hadn't all gone to that illegal teenage gang PCP party… We both miss them and their philandering ways dearly."
Jessica huffed. "That's stupid, THIS is stupid, and there is NO way that…"
The door opened and a slightly sleazy manager walked in with a smile! "Good morning, good morning! My name is Mr. Dean, I've heard you recently had a loss in the family…" He tisked even as he casually moved the folders to the desk.
Jessica hesitated. "Yes?"
Mr. Dean nodded. "Bad luck, those teenage gang parties… Now I see you need paperwork for some inherited valuables? Golden, bejeweled, religious, or historical?"
She froze until John nudged her. "I… I guess the first two?"
He nodded once more! "Ah, then we only need forms 112e Sub B and 112e Sub C, that will save us a lot of time. Did you wish to simply certify their authenticity or also get them appraised for value?"
This… This couldn't be happening. This couldn't actually work.
~~~Pocket System~~~
Jessica stared at the road as they drove to the real estate office. "I can't believe that worked."
John shrugged. "Apparently Sunnydale has a lot of gang related activity… And although I am PRETTY sure at least some of it was due to Bill attacks, the amount of people Believing that lie is so high I'm pretty sure the drug trade is doing great here."
She drove in silence for a few moments. "John, he had a standardized form for covering issues related to mass inheritances. There was a FILL IN THE BLANK box for writing in the number of each type of relative who died."
Yep. "I did find it kind of hilarious that you could theoretically inherit stuff from several of yourselves dying."
Jessica snorted. "Yeah, but still… Plus, that jewelry store was WAY too happy to buy our stuff, certified or not."
Oh that! "My stuff is not enchanted, cursed, tainted by emotion, historically significant, or tied to any religions. Both the gold and the gems are clean, beyond clean for a place immersed in Belief like this, and the sales woman could unconsciously feel that."
Probably would sell better too, depending on who came in contact with it.
His sister took a deep, calming breath… And let it out. "So now we have briefcases full of cash, which for some reason was perfectly acceptable to everyone involved, and only a small FRACTION of that is actually needed to get one of these places?"
John shrugged. "The cheap housing costs are probably due to the dangerous nature of the town… If the new owners get Bill-ed, then the house goes back to the real estate agency. Free money, honestly."
The car ride went a bit quiet.
Jessica was gripping the wheel a bit too tightly. "The death rate is so high that the process of hocking stuff and reselling the homes of victims has become streamlined?"
Yep. "The death rate is so high that the local school has an obituary section in their weekly newsletter."
John watched her consider things. "So basically this real estate agency willingly and knowingly sells death trap homes to multiple people for near nothing while earning extra profit?"
Uh… "I think some of them might actually have ongoing deals with some local vampires, actually. So protection and extra money, yeah." Although he wasn't too sure about that one.
His sister came to a decision. "I'm going to allow a LOT of personal rule suspensions while we are here, John. You are allowed to hack any digital networks we come across, scan anyone and anything, and I'm going to use that neuralyzer you got me a LOT more here than I would normally feel comfortable with."
John shrugged "Kay. Can I do some of the banned medical procedures I've been wanting to test out? Like the enhancements and stuff?"
She hesitated. "On a case by case basis, with my prior approval and oversight?" She hesitated again… "We'll see."
HA! That wasn't a no! "Kay."
Jessica must have heard something in his tone because she glared at him. "But there will be conditions! I'm not going to let you just torture some people, evil or not, monsters or not."
Well, duh. "Sure, no problem! It would probably be fine anyway. After all, my experiments should be painless and purely beneficial, as long as they are unconscious during the procedures." He wasn't an asshole after all. "THEN we can kill them for being evil jerks."
That seemed to put his sister on edge for some reason. Wonder why?
~~~Pocket System~~~
Unfortunately, the real estate agent who sold them the house wasn't an asshole.
Damn it! Couldn't you have at least CONSIDERED selling a newly orphaned pair of children a deadly house besieged by vampires secretly working for your evil empire!?
But no, somehow Jessica had won the lottery and found a sweet young lady who was newly hired and actually WARNED them both that there were some strange rumors about the place.
So no memory wiping the person and getting the house for free, no fun modifications of human's skeletal structures, and… Sigh.
Anyway, the house was near the edge of town, close enough to two cemeteries for easy Bill access to the helpless victims inside, and damn near dirt cheap for how massive the place was.
Even had water and electricity and cable and internet and stuff hooked up already!
Probably for the visiting people drinking homeless people, but still!
Working utilities, with included furnishings and high-speed INTERNET! WOO!
Which still felt a bit odd. Didn't broadband internet only really become widespread by like 2007 or something? And this was still like 1996 or 1997 or whatever… Meh, as long as there was internet! WOO YET AGAIN!
Anyway, the first thing John needed to do was to begin messing with EVERYTHING.
Collect almost all the soil and rock around the property, replace multiple layers down (Avoiding the pipes, wires, and all that mess) with Smooth Stone, Dirt, and Grass blocks.
The Essence blocks were a bit malleable in the first place, but easily enough shifted into place around the property and then reformed into the most pure examples of each material available.
Sure, it meant that the grass wouldn't stay this perfectly green forever… But all of it was more solid and structurally sound now that they gained the local 'flavor' to finish filling out the material using this Realm's Rules and Concepts.
The stone would be a bit harder and more sturdy than science and logic would suggest, the soil a tad too nutrient rich and valuable, and the grass might laugh off damage and crushing even if a monster truck ran through the yard… But it was 'mostly' normal.
For the home though, John had to go a different route: Essence fusion.
Easier to do with the Pocket's enhanced 'Placing' capability adapted from his previous Minecraft body, John was able to grab a Essence block and sort of… Infuse it into the materials.
Wood blocks into the boards and stuff, Iron blocks into the nails and wires… Even if the materials didn't match the blocks themselves, the ESSENCE was enough to enhance whatever matching properties could be found within the targeted area.
Obviously, since even a Cobblestone Wall or a Fence was WAY too thick for the material being infused, a single Essence block went a LONG way. Which was awesome and efficient! WOO!
Now, the structure of the newly purchased home was visibly shifting from it's prior appearance. Subtle flaws and minor damage melted away as the Essence shoved the issues out of the material, old and weakened substances suddenly regained and surpassed past glories… With each new block being infused into the structure, it caused a near palpable level of improvement to the entire building!
…Which really made John wish that Jessica had stuck around to see this instead of going off to do adult things and paperwork.
She was off to set up an actual bank account and look into places where books could be purchased and get some local maps and… Sigh.
Well, at least she would be surprised when she got back!
Right, tear out a section of wall over here (Supporting walls were no longer a thing when EVERY wall could hold up the entire structure by itself) and slot in a door… Time to start mining downwards.
A single layer of Stone Bricks would replace the foundation and keep it all steady... Let's replace the surface layers of the walls with that stuff too and then get busy freeing up some room down here!
As for the many tunnel systems and caves and hidden access points and all that, those got replaced the further down he mined. And if he filled up all such things that crossed under into the Doe Family property, well… THat was just proper maintenance, wasn't it?
Originally, John had a plan for this spot under the enhanced home above. Floors for farms and relaxation, bedrooms and bathrooms and maybe a pool and stuff…
But as he got more and more into the mining routine, he couldn't help but find the process itself soothing and satisfying.
Dig, Collect.
Dig, Collect.
Place Stone Brick and Torch is set!
Humming with happiness, John began to lose track of time as he continued mining down.
And down.
And down.
And…
~~~Pocket System~~~
Jessica grinned! "Yes, please ship all those book copies to this address… Thank you."
Not even noon yet and she had accomplished so much!
…Though getting illegal credentials and stuff was so easy in this place that it felt like easy mode. Add in her neuralyzer and it was just bullying.
Still, easy or not it needed to be done… Especially because several of these stops had shown how shocked the locals were that she (an outsider) had survived long enough to even CONSIDER doing anything else.
Which was a good sign to head back to the house long BEFORE evening grew near.
Right! Research material purchased and sent off for John to collect, she'd met and signed contracts with the local delivery services to approve her home for future orders (It was a DEADLY and DANGEROUS job in this town to deliver anything anywhere), and now she had a suspiciously simple and convenient experience of getting all the paperwork needed and then put into order.
All set! Jessica had honestly expected more setbacks by now.
…Then again, considering the looks she got from the various non-humans she had subconsciously spotted in the various crowds and corners, maybe they just didn't want to mess with a woman who could so casually detect them through their various disguises and hiding spots.
It was something innate to MiB Agents, a side effect from years of experience in an eventful career.
Agents had a way they walked and held themselves… They knew where they were, who they were, and what needed to be done and they would find a way to DO that.
Such a mentality worked WELL in this town, almost visibly cowing some of the 'normals' she interacted with. People willingly stepped aside and let her go first, some individuals subconsciously decided to find easier targets, individuals would visibly consider and reconsider their responses to her questions despite how polite she would ask them.
It also got her some attention from the darker parts of this already dark town… Which was half the point of all this public interaction to begin with.
After all, if you want to know the pulse of a location you go to the seedy underside. The places where things happen and no one ever talks about it. And the first step?
Finding 'hunters' who consider her 'prey'. They always knew good stuff, or at least which people to track down next.
Keeping an unobtrusive eye on the three people tailing her car, she made it back to the new house with no actual issues and with no incidents. Next she'd lure them in while she was 'distracted' looking for her house keys and… Uh.
Hold up.
Jessica stared at the picture perfect home, with an obscenely manicured grass lawn and a powerful feeling of [[S̨̰̝e̪̠͜ç̪͈͉͖̭u̠͓͜ͅr̨̖̜̱i͕͎̝̱͜t̟̯̯͚͜y̧̪̥͈ͅ]] withstanding the ambient oppression of this town.
It basically GLOWED with radiant comfort and safety.
She slowed the car, hesitant to drive up the driveway… And could actually FEEL something unseen and unknown welcoming her Ḩ͎̗ǫ͖̘̙̬͉m̱͈͢ę̘̫̤.
Which was.. Great. Just marvelous, really.
Oh, and her stalkers were apparently FLEEING now. So she'd have to go out tomorrow and try to get some more all over again, now that those leads were gone…
If she even COULD with the rumors a place like this would end up spreading around the dark markets and the shifty crowd. Damn it.
John waved her off. "Of COURSE it will! I've checked, something about this place sort of forces a 'This is normal' field over the whole town. Makes most people gullible and pliable, especially those unaware of how risky this area is."
She glanced at him. "I am an Agent. WHY are we going with such an obvious lie, regardless of how dumb anyone here may act?"
Unusual for her brother, he frowned. "Because we WANT to be obvious, look stupid, and seem easily manipulated. We need to blend in, and anyone who is competent or suave is either aware of things they shouldn't be aware of or are more powerful than the basic spellwork over this town can handle."
He glanced towards the closed door. "Sure, we should both be protected thanks to my Pocket… But I don't want to risk testing my defenses when there isn't any urgent need to do so. Stupid excuses work, thus we will use the stupid excuse."
She grumbled, but that seemed like a fair point. "Still… Claiming that we inherited jewelry from twelve of our recently deceased grandmothers?"
John shrugged. "Apparently our grandpa was a player and a bad husband. If only they hadn't all gone to that illegal teenage gang PCP party… We both miss them and their philandering ways dearly."
Jessica huffed. "That's stupid, THIS is stupid, and there is NO way that…"
The door opened and a slightly sleazy manager walked in with a smile! "Good morning, good morning! My name is Mr. Dean, I've heard you recently had a loss in the family…" He tisked even as he casually moved the folders to the desk.
Jessica hesitated. "Yes?"
Mr. Dean nodded. "Bad luck, those teenage gang parties… Now I see you need paperwork for some inherited valuables? Golden, bejeweled, religious, or historical?"
She froze until John nudged her. "I… I guess the first two?"
He nodded once more! "Ah, then we only need forms 112e Sub B and 112e Sub C, that will save us a lot of time. Did you wish to simply certify their authenticity or also get them appraised for value?"
This… This couldn't be happening. This couldn't actually work.
~~~Pocket System~~~
Jessica stared at the road as they drove to the real estate office. "I can't believe that worked."
John shrugged. "Apparently Sunnydale has a lot of gang related activity… And although I am PRETTY sure at least some of it was due to Bill attacks, the amount of people Believing that lie is so high I'm pretty sure the drug trade is doing great here."
She drove in silence for a few moments. "John, he had a standardized form for covering issues related to mass inheritances. There was a FILL IN THE BLANK box for writing in the number of each type of relative who died."
Yep. "I did find it kind of hilarious that you could theoretically inherit stuff from several of yourselves dying."
Jessica snorted. "Yeah, but still… Plus, that jewelry store was WAY too happy to buy our stuff, certified or not."
Oh that! "My stuff is not enchanted, cursed, tainted by emotion, historically significant, or tied to any religions. Both the gold and the gems are clean, beyond clean for a place immersed in Belief like this, and the sales woman could unconsciously feel that."
Probably would sell better too, depending on who came in contact with it.
His sister took a deep, calming breath… And let it out. "So now we have briefcases full of cash, which for some reason was perfectly acceptable to everyone involved, and only a small FRACTION of that is actually needed to get one of these places?"
John shrugged. "The cheap housing costs are probably due to the dangerous nature of the town… If the new owners get Bill-ed, then the house goes back to the real estate agency. Free money, honestly."
The car ride went a bit quiet.
Jessica was gripping the wheel a bit too tightly. "The death rate is so high that the process of hocking stuff and reselling the homes of victims has become streamlined?"
Yep. "The death rate is so high that the local school has an obituary section in their weekly newsletter."
John watched her consider things. "So basically this real estate agency willingly and knowingly sells death trap homes to multiple people for near nothing while earning extra profit?"
Uh… "I think some of them might actually have ongoing deals with some local vampires, actually. So protection and extra money, yeah." Although he wasn't too sure about that one.
His sister came to a decision. "I'm going to allow a LOT of personal rule suspensions while we are here, John. You are allowed to hack any digital networks we come across, scan anyone and anything, and I'm going to use that neuralyzer you got me a LOT more here than I would normally feel comfortable with."
John shrugged "Kay. Can I do some of the banned medical procedures I've been wanting to test out? Like the enhancements and stuff?"
She hesitated. "On a case by case basis, with my prior approval and oversight?" She hesitated again… "We'll see."
HA! That wasn't a no! "Kay."
Jessica must have heard something in his tone because she glared at him. "But there will be conditions! I'm not going to let you just torture some people, evil or not, monsters or not."
Well, duh. "Sure, no problem! It would probably be fine anyway. After all, my experiments should be painless and purely beneficial, as long as they are unconscious during the procedures." He wasn't an asshole after all. "THEN we can kill them for being evil jerks."
That seemed to put his sister on edge for some reason. Wonder why?
~~~Pocket System~~~
Unfortunately, the real estate agent who sold them the house wasn't an asshole.
Damn it! Couldn't you have at least CONSIDERED selling a newly orphaned pair of children a deadly house besieged by vampires secretly working for your evil empire!?
But no, somehow Jessica had won the lottery and found a sweet young lady who was newly hired and actually WARNED them both that there were some strange rumors about the place.
So no memory wiping the person and getting the house for free, no fun modifications of human's skeletal structures, and… Sigh.
Anyway, the house was near the edge of town, close enough to two cemeteries for easy Bill access to the helpless victims inside, and damn near dirt cheap for how massive the place was.
Even had water and electricity and cable and internet and stuff hooked up already!
Probably for the visiting people drinking homeless people, but still!
Working utilities, with included furnishings and high-speed INTERNET! WOO!
Which still felt a bit odd. Didn't broadband internet only really become widespread by like 2007 or something? And this was still like 1996 or 1997 or whatever… Meh, as long as there was internet! WOO YET AGAIN!
Anyway, the first thing John needed to do was to begin messing with EVERYTHING.
Collect almost all the soil and rock around the property, replace multiple layers down (Avoiding the pipes, wires, and all that mess) with Smooth Stone, Dirt, and Grass blocks.
The Essence blocks were a bit malleable in the first place, but easily enough shifted into place around the property and then reformed into the most pure examples of each material available.
Sure, it meant that the grass wouldn't stay this perfectly green forever… But all of it was more solid and structurally sound now that they gained the local 'flavor' to finish filling out the material using this Realm's Rules and Concepts.
The stone would be a bit harder and more sturdy than science and logic would suggest, the soil a tad too nutrient rich and valuable, and the grass might laugh off damage and crushing even if a monster truck ran through the yard… But it was 'mostly' normal.
For the home though, John had to go a different route: Essence fusion.
Easier to do with the Pocket's enhanced 'Placing' capability adapted from his previous Minecraft body, John was able to grab a Essence block and sort of… Infuse it into the materials.
Wood blocks into the boards and stuff, Iron blocks into the nails and wires… Even if the materials didn't match the blocks themselves, the ESSENCE was enough to enhance whatever matching properties could be found within the targeted area.
Obviously, since even a Cobblestone Wall or a Fence was WAY too thick for the material being infused, a single Essence block went a LONG way. Which was awesome and efficient! WOO!
Now, the structure of the newly purchased home was visibly shifting from it's prior appearance. Subtle flaws and minor damage melted away as the Essence shoved the issues out of the material, old and weakened substances suddenly regained and surpassed past glories… With each new block being infused into the structure, it caused a near palpable level of improvement to the entire building!
…Which really made John wish that Jessica had stuck around to see this instead of going off to do adult things and paperwork.
She was off to set up an actual bank account and look into places where books could be purchased and get some local maps and… Sigh.
Well, at least she would be surprised when she got back!
Right, tear out a section of wall over here (Supporting walls were no longer a thing when EVERY wall could hold up the entire structure by itself) and slot in a door… Time to start mining downwards.
A single layer of Stone Bricks would replace the foundation and keep it all steady... Let's replace the surface layers of the walls with that stuff too and then get busy freeing up some room down here!
As for the many tunnel systems and caves and hidden access points and all that, those got replaced the further down he mined. And if he filled up all such things that crossed under into the Doe Family property, well… THat was just proper maintenance, wasn't it?
Originally, John had a plan for this spot under the enhanced home above. Floors for farms and relaxation, bedrooms and bathrooms and maybe a pool and stuff…
But as he got more and more into the mining routine, he couldn't help but find the process itself soothing and satisfying.
Dig, Collect.
Dig, Collect.
Place Stone Brick and Torch is set!
Humming with happiness, John began to lose track of time as he continued mining down.
And down.
And down.
And…
~~~Pocket System~~~
Jessica grinned! "Yes, please ship all those book copies to this address… Thank you."
Not even noon yet and she had accomplished so much!
…Though getting illegal credentials and stuff was so easy in this place that it felt like easy mode. Add in her neuralyzer and it was just bullying.
Still, easy or not it needed to be done… Especially because several of these stops had shown how shocked the locals were that she (an outsider) had survived long enough to even CONSIDER doing anything else.
Which was a good sign to head back to the house long BEFORE evening grew near.
Right! Research material purchased and sent off for John to collect, she'd met and signed contracts with the local delivery services to approve her home for future orders (It was a DEADLY and DANGEROUS job in this town to deliver anything anywhere), and now she had a suspiciously simple and convenient experience of getting all the paperwork needed and then put into order.
All set! Jessica had honestly expected more setbacks by now.
…Then again, considering the looks she got from the various non-humans she had subconsciously spotted in the various crowds and corners, maybe they just didn't want to mess with a woman who could so casually detect them through their various disguises and hiding spots.
It was something innate to MiB Agents, a side effect from years of experience in an eventful career.
Agents had a way they walked and held themselves… They knew where they were, who they were, and what needed to be done and they would find a way to DO that.
Such a mentality worked WELL in this town, almost visibly cowing some of the 'normals' she interacted with. People willingly stepped aside and let her go first, some individuals subconsciously decided to find easier targets, individuals would visibly consider and reconsider their responses to her questions despite how polite she would ask them.
It also got her some attention from the darker parts of this already dark town… Which was half the point of all this public interaction to begin with.
After all, if you want to know the pulse of a location you go to the seedy underside. The places where things happen and no one ever talks about it. And the first step?
Finding 'hunters' who consider her 'prey'. They always knew good stuff, or at least which people to track down next.
Keeping an unobtrusive eye on the three people tailing her car, she made it back to the new house with no actual issues and with no incidents. Next she'd lure them in while she was 'distracted' looking for her house keys and… Uh.
Hold up.
Jessica stared at the picture perfect home, with an obscenely manicured grass lawn and a powerful feeling of [[S̨̰̝e̪̠͜ç̪͈͉͖̭u̠͓͜ͅr̨̖̜̱i͕͎̝̱͜t̟̯̯͚͜y̧̪̥͈ͅ]] withstanding the ambient oppression of this town.
It basically GLOWED with radiant comfort and safety.
She slowed the car, hesitant to drive up the driveway… And could actually FEEL something unseen and unknown welcoming her Ḩ͎̗ǫ͖̘̙̬͉m̱͈͢ę̘̫̤.
Which was.. Great. Just marvelous, really.
Oh, and her stalkers were apparently FLEEING now. So she'd have to go out tomorrow and try to get some more all over again, now that those leads were gone…
If she even COULD with the rumors a place like this would end up spreading around the dark markets and the shifty crowd. Damn it.
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- Sol;Terra;EU;D;NRW
Dang it John, dont block your Big Sis Agent Funtime™ !
That is just bad manners, what would Mary Poppins say?
That is just bad manners, what would Mary Poppins say?
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- Paradise, Hawaii
I am calling it now, one of them will meet Ted, as a neighbor or otherwise.
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Are you asking whether the gang of teenagers and the librarian will find out about John and Jessica before the mayor with magic powers and a network of supernatural informants does?
...because my vote is on the Scooby gang stumbling on them first.
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- Paradise, Hawaii
John in doing Minecraft things in Sunnyhell.
The grounds around the house must stand out, especially to the native humans & otherwise.
Maybe John can convince his sister to buy the Comic shop, it has a lot of books & things to read/ view for information?
He may meet the Trio? Not the Buffy one.
The grounds around the house must stand out, especially to the native humans & otherwise.
Maybe John can convince his sister to buy the Comic shop, it has a lot of books & things to read/ view for information?
He may meet the Trio? Not the Buffy one.
I mean, he's already dealing with Bills. There's probably quite a bit of clean up he could do. Might inadvertently stop the triangle's plans outright just by being there. And probably a lot of confusion. I can almost imagine John 'fixing' things and ending up giving him a human form, but unable to access the powers he had. Probably by making some tweaks to the portal device thing, that end up removing some hard to spot issue that Bill didn't notice and would have caused horrible health issues for him. To his horror, when Bill realizes that. Bonus points if it's actually his own mental powers that caused said possible health issues and thus removed, which would end up derailing canon even further. And provide a happier ending there.
And I presume you might mean Amy on that 'mad with power'?
Willow was literally, not figuratively, literally a megalomaniacal sociopath. Potentially a clinical psychopath. She was manipulative to a degree that even Cordelia considered her a rival to put down every chance she got. Of the Cordettes, only Harmony was the "mean girl" all the rest where just the social conscious, and they all joined Harmony in putting down Willow. And out pure, petty, spite, Willow sought to malign anyone she perceived to be a threat. And she was that way from the very first episode of Season 1. To the point that she nearly created the "And then it got worse" meme before it was recognized as a memetic trope.
It's actually not that far of a stretch to say that most of the problems that the Scoobies had during the first five seasons was all on her trying to make herself more important within the group. Ironically, without Willow, they would have solved most of their adventures in half the time, with a third of the property damage, both to themselves and the surroundings, and without at least two thirds of the actual ordeal/hassle. She was there purely as a plot device to extend the running time per episode. And as a plot hook for all the bad decisions; both the short term episodic ones, and the long term seasonal arc ones.
Much like Severus Snape is not, will never be, and has nothing to do with Alan Rickman other than that the actor played the character. Confusing Willow Rosenburg for Hunington (sp?) is just as insulting to the actress as confusing Severus Snape with Alan Rickman was insulting the actor's memory. Just, don't.
And when you finally look at the character, instead of the actress, you'd start to see all the little things that she did to make everyone's lives that much more of a hell on Earth simply because she wasn't being the center of attention of her "friends."
You know what... forget it. As is, this post is going to be close to an infraction... yeah.
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No, they were very clearly alluding to Willow. Amy barely got up to any magic beyond minor abuses before she got "karma'ed." While Willow basically had a life time supply of "Get out of Jail Free" cards for whenever she purposefully screwed things up for the others, because she felt that they weren't paying her enough attention.
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I was thrown by the 'Buffy's friend until she went mad with power', since as far as I'm aware, they were still friends even after Willow went mad with power.
Meanwhile, Amy kind of goes off the deep end in the comic book continuation, along with more magic. Not to mention the stuff with Racke before that.
And very much an antagonistic force in the comic book seasons.
And very much an antagonistic force in the comic book seasons.
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Wait... did John just turn his house into a Sims house???
Rosenberg, not burg, minor thing but it's as annoying as Taylor 'Herbert' instead of Hebert in Worm. (And the actress is Alyson Hannigan)
More accurate a comparison would be Book Hermione vs. Emma Watson Hermione than Book vs. Movie Snape, but I see the point.
I will contest that Buffy is the source of her own problems as much, if not more than Willow, though Willow (and Xander) both have their own screw ups that stretched the plot. (Hi there Season 2 Angelus and Season 6's Sweet)
As for "Mad with power" there's... quite a few people that can be in Buffy. Marcie turns invisible and starts killing Cheerleaders, Catherine Madison took over her daughter's body and started killing cheerleaders to get on the cheer team, Chris Epps reanimated his brother and decided to build him a 'mate'... by Frankensteining together some cheerleaders killed in a bus accident...
Man, maybe don't be a Cheerleader at Sunnydale High?
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Fair, and I wasn't thinking clear enough to google... so. Also, thanks for the correction.
Er, in this case I was saying not to confuse the work's character's personalities with the personalities of the actors whom played the characters. Way to many conflate the actors(actresses) with the character and just don't look at the character's or their flaws because they can't see the actor/actress having those flaws. As such the same many, then dismiss the character's flaws because it doesn't mesh with the actor's(actress') personality as they believe them to be.
Oh, aye, many a character within the series had their own flaws. Willow was just used to exacerbate the issues until the flaws ended up padding out each episode, and driving the arc plot each season. With the sole exception being Season 6. But that's more because Wheadon was on a caricature kick to make the "fans" see the characters for what they were/are. But especially Willow. He was not kind to her that season, and the blindly devoted Willow fans hated it. There's a reason season 7 was so lack luster. Because the fans decided that they were the writers, and not Wheadon; Wheadon just... stopped making any effort in the show. And season 7 showed it. Then when he migrated over to Angel, and the fans followed there too, he did the same self imploding final season there as well.
The poster specified someone whom was Buffy's friend that then went mad with power. So yes, there were many that did, during the show. Only one was Buffy's friend, but the whole point of Season 6 was that the magic abuse, and personality type wasn't new. That it had been there the entire time. It had so many call backs to the previous 5 seasons for each character, displaying their flaws, that season 6 is sometimes regarded as "memory lane" for the series. Heck, the whole callously killing someone whom annoyed her was just another exaggeration of her typical behavior. That once she was through with that person she discarded them like unwanted refuse, and just as messily. But no. The fans did not appreciate having Willow's flaws so egregiously excessively pointed out to them. They all took the the other character's exaggerated flaws as gospel, and at that level too, not just it's normal form; but not Willow's.
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Err, no, not really. During season 7 Buffy was so stressed out that she emphatically was not friends with Willow, Xander, Faith, Giles, Robin, or Dawn. And really only used William as stress relief of both forms. EVERYONE to Buffy, during season 7, was a tool to be used as a means to an end. Especially if it meant that they might wind up dead. She was so focused on the death that she just, gave up trying to live that season, and then at the last second, decided, "Nah, let's give life another shot." So, really, within the TV series, Willow was Buffy's friend, up until Willow went mad with power. After that, Buffy was only interested in what use Willow could be for her, and made no effort make up the friendship that got shot down in a flaming heap back at the end of the previous season. The fact that Willow came back with a different personality, and some memory gaps during season 7, probably didn't help.
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Honestly, pretty much every character in BtVS spent at least some time making terrible decisions and being a terrible person. Yes, even your favorite.
The great thing about fan fiction is that we can pretend those bits don't exist if we want. You can even decide that Draco loves wearing leather pants if you're into that sort of thing. So as far as I'm concerned, Willow is a nice girl until and unless Theaceoffire decides to portray her otherwise.
The great thing about fan fiction is that we can pretend those bits don't exist if we want. You can even decide that Draco loves wearing leather pants if you're into that sort of thing. So as far as I'm concerned, Willow is a nice girl until and unless Theaceoffire decides to portray her otherwise.
