Put me down for two Siamese, I'm good for it. 👍So who's placing bets that CW will be the real big bad of the season?
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The real big bad is Buffy. We just don't notice it cause she is the protagonist.
The best part of CW ascension is that now Buffy isn't the strange girl out for being a goddess. Now she's has a friend just like herself.
The best part of CW ascension is that now Buffy isn't the strange girl out for being a goddess. Now she's has a friend just like herself.
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CyberWillow better be really careful that vengeful flesh and blood Willow doesn't start getting jealous.
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I'll be pleasantly surprised if CW and Buffy bond over their godhood. I'm kind of expecting in like a week she'll be begging for 256 spiders and accusing anyone who thinks that's maybe a bit sketch of not trusting her.
I'm also a bit concerned that given my theory of how the Lachyrmal artifact works that CW will become (another) rival for the power (she's eating spiders as part of an ascension ritual- it's not that different). But I wouldn't be nearly so hesitant about ascending Willow or Xander - they've been cool. This episode just has CW acting very accusatory toward anyone who even questions her, and I'm not about it.
I'm also a bit concerned that given my theory of how the Lachyrmal artifact works that CW will become (another) rival for the power (she's eating spiders as part of an ascension ritual- it's not that different). But I wouldn't be nearly so hesitant about ascending Willow or Xander - they've been cool. This episode just has CW acting very accusatory toward anyone who even questions her, and I'm not about it.
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Oh of course, but she's still got room to grow into that role. Probably gonna take till season 7 till she fully reaches it while Cyber Willow is diving headlong towards it this season.The real big bad is Buffy. We just don't notice it cause she is the protagonist.
Oh yeah, definitely seems like she's getting more and more defensive (and power hungry). I wonder if part of that is just backlash from Cordelia, or a general trend.
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I mean, CW comes from the same thought patterns and attitudes as one day evolve into Dark Wil, so I imagine that has some influence, too.
S4.0E9: Cold War IV
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[X] Do the expanded version of the ritual, sacrificing sixteen demon spiders in an attempt to bootstrap CyberWillow up into having a domain.
Things had gone long enough that Buffy just beat the sunrise getting home. After entering and then making her way through the basement and to their new room, she dramatically ploofed herself down on the bed, totally exhausted. Surprisingly, it was a real bed with real sheets and everything, surrounded by a real room which was in a passably-real house. Harmony had been busy tonight too, it seemed.
Her girlfriend was still looking chipper, lying down on her stomach watching the TV. Something was wrong with the screen, but Buffy was too tired to focus and figure it out now.
She went from perky to even perkier as Buffy crashed next to her. "Wow, they really kept you forever. Did you have to do a bunch of fancy tricks to prove yourself or something? You should've just beat them up if they questioned you."
"No, that part went fine," Buffy said. Better than she'd expected, definitely. Apparently people really trusted her. It was kind of scary. "The spider wrangling wore me out though."
"Really? What, did one get loose somehow?" Harmony grabbed her around the waist angstily. "I knew I should've helped!"
"No, none of them got away, but we kind of changed the plan." Buffy still wasn't sure she'd made the right call. "We had to do more spiders."
"How many?"
"Sixteen."
"What, did CyberWillow have the munchies or something? She should really watch it, her figure wouldn't take any extra pounds well," Harmony sounded pretty concerned despite the ridiculousness of the statement.
Buffy weakly chuckled and snuggled back as a little spoon. "We were talking in circles for what to do about Adam. She had this big plan to get all-" Buffy looked as back and forth as she could in her position, then kind of pointed at herself. It made sense to be a little more careful these days, just in case. "So she could keep all his weird hijinx under control. Level the playing field. Because spells-and-subtle isn't really my thing."
"Really?" Harmony's tone was about as uncertain as it ever got with her. "Wasn't she kind of on thin ice before?"
"Yes. No. Maybe something in between? It didn't feel like we had a lot of good options," she said.
"There's always murder," Harmony suggested, then corrected herself, "I mean slaying."
"Slaying's complicated when it's all tied up with the government," Buffy replied. She entertained some thoughts about trying to trap Adam in an ambush or something, but there were too many variables. Maggie had innocent soldiers that could be ablative armor, and the political fallout could be horrendous.
Harmony made a disappointed noise and cuddled her more.
"Do you think I messed up?" Buffy asked.
"If you think it's the best plan then it's the best," Harmony said stubbornly.
"But like…" Buffy trailed off, not sure how to say she wanted a real answer.
"I'm not sure I'd even trust the old Willow with sixteen demon spiders all at once, much less the new one," Harmony said. "I know she's sorta your best friend and all, but she can get pretty mean."
Buffy spun herself around in Harmony's grip and gave her a questioning look.
"Seriously! You weren't there for the science fair in fourth grade," Harmony protested. "Katherine got her hair set on fire and I totally don't buy it was an accident."
Buffy was a little sad to say that she could believe it. "CyberWillow isn't really the type that's ready to go mad with power though?" She always seemed so reasonable.
"You never can tell," Harmony said. "But I guess it's not a huge deal. If she got too big for her britches you could just smash that expensive computer she uses and that'd be that, right?"
Buffy nodded, though she was uncertain. Looking to change the subject, she brought up the TV. "Is there something wrong with the cable? I'm pretty sure I remember that TV working in City Hall."
Harmony blinked at her then swiveled to look at the TV again. "Huh?"
"The flickering-scanning thing," Buffy clarified. "Like, a radar screen except just down over and over again?"
"It looks normal to me?" Harmony was confused.
Buffy squinted and stared at it until it started to look normal again. Then when she stopped really trying it bounced back to flickering-scanning. "Ugh, I think I did too much superspeed. Do TVs really not work when you look at them fast?" She was pretty sure she'd heard something about that somewhere, but was too tired to try to remember the details. "This is a terrible penance."
"It really is," Harmony seemed horrified, then schooled her expression. "I'm sure it'll go away in the morning. Afternoon. You just strained yourself or something."
Buffy pretended to agree, but wasn't so sure herself. The way she could control her bike with way-faster-than-normal reaction speed even when not actually triggering her active power had become totally natural. This might just be an automatic thing now if she didn't work to keep it turned off.
Not wanting to worry about it anymore, she settled for burrowing into the pillows and blankets. Harmony had really gone the extra mile with it all, and it was exactly what Buffy had needed. Just when she was settling in though, she heard familiar music. It was some intro to a show that had just come on, one she couldn't quite place. But something about it didn't belong here, it rang wrong in her head and made the hair stand up on her neck.
"Uh, Buffy," Harmony said from above the blankets.
Then the voiceover came on, and she was terribly confused.
"LIVE FROM THE GLASS MOUNTAIN OF IXOR … THIS IS 'YOU BET YOUR SOUL'!"
"Harmony, is this some kind of demon channel? Does Sunnydale have demon cable now?" She was pretty sure the last city council meeting hadn't mentioned getting wired for demon cable.
"This is just normal FX. I think? They just had an Ally McBeal rerun."
"AND NOW, HERE HE IS, THE ONE, THE ONLY … SOUR!"
"I refuse to understand this now," Buffy said. "I'll figure it out when I get up."
"Hello everybody! We're sure going to have fun tonight!" Sour roared over the TV, to the raucous applause of a demon crowd.
Maggie Walsh's office wasn't as Buffy remembered it. It looked like it had been abandoned for years; musty paperwork was scattered everywhere at random and small plants were growing out of the walls and through cracks in the floor. There was a hole somewhere far above that sunlight streamed through, filtering through layers of cobwebs before it reached the room. Despite the plants, there was no chirp or chitter of animals; the whole facility around her was silent as the grave.
She brushed through the papers curiously, wondering if they would explain what had happened here. There were chemicals drawn out with circles and lines, with opaque technical information surrounding them. Administrative records of food supplies and payrolls. Glossy pictures taken of ancient texts, one of them open to a page she thought she recognized. An anatomical diagram of what had to be Adam, but looking not quite right, with random demon parts used in places that she'd seen as Olvikan-like on the real thing.
"The piper's calling him," Buffy turned to face the sudden sound of her own voice, then was startled by the intimidating visage of Sineya. As before, she was decked out in white face paint and her expansive hair was twisted into thick dreads.
After getting over the shock, she noticed that it wasn't completely quiet outside anymore. There was a curious tune drifting through the door now, being played on something like a flute.
"What, did Wilkins call in sick today?" Buffy asked. With Sineya's appearance, she could guess she was dreaming again. This wasn't anything like the ones she'd gotten used to over the summer though, and hoped she wasn't in for another full length motion picture.
"Just a spring clean," Sineya responded without moving her lips, then smoothly turned and moved around the corner. As she did, a spot of red was visible on her dark brown hand; one of her fingers was bleeding.
Buffy moved after her into the hallway. It was even more overgrown than the office had been, with gnarly tree roots ripping through the floor in addition to the smaller plants and cobwebs from earlier. She saw Sineya about fifty feet to the left, the same side the flute music was coming from. She was crouching by a giant hole in the wall and peeking inward.
That was the hole she'd made in the wall when she'd taken a swing at Faith, the last time she'd been here for real. Reading Sineya's intent, she followed her over to the hole and quietly maneuvered to take a peek herself. Sineya graciously ducked down lower, giving Buffy space.
The battered lab room she'd glimpsed before had faced the ravages of time as well, but it wasn't empty. Wilkins was visible from behind, enthusiastically playing on a long, elaborate pipe. In front of him there was a big basket, and a huge snake was slowly rising out of it, like something out of Arabian Nights. Unlike in the bedtime stories though, the snake had articulate conical teeth and strips of metal plating running down its hide.
It let out a long, complicated hiss, and that prompted Wilkins to stop playing and put the flute away. As he did, she noticed one of his fingers was bleeding too, the same as Sineya's.
"I still think you should reconsider," Wilkins said. "Sure, all of us like to start the day with a little murder. It really gets the blood flowing! But sometimes you have to play the long game. See the big picture."
The cybersnake managed to radiate skepticism, answering this time with a shorter series of hisses and a complicated-looking snap of its teeth.
"Don't just think about what you can do for your sweet old mum! Think about what she can do for you. If she's dead, everything falls apart right away. That is what you want. Eventually. But it doesn't mean you don't stand to gain anything before it happens."
She wasn't sure what Sineya was trying to show her here. Was Wilkins the reason Adam hadn't gone on a rampage yet? Who was his mother supposed to be? Maggie?
More hisses. The cybersnake left the basket entirely now, and crowded up to Wilkins, looming over him. The old mayor wasn't phased in the least.
He wagged his bleeding finger at the beast instead. "Now now, don't be so sure. Enterprising demons like you have underestimated Slayers since time immemorial. Heck, I did too! And look what happened to me! Why not just learn to work together?"
This part, she got. Of course it all came back to Faith. She just couldn't stop herself being a pain in the ass.
The head of the cybersnake descended towards Wilkins as if it might just devour him. As the teeth snapped again in answer they flashed past the extended finger so close that they were wet with a little blood afterwards.
And with that last show of defiance, Wilkins finally dropped his jovial act. His eyes narrowed and his tone deepened in threat. "Because I have something you want more, and without my help, you'll never be able to get it. Leave her be."
There was a tense standoff for long seconds, until finally the cybersnake seemed to shrug, turning and slithering off as if nothing had happened. It battered its way through a door on the other side of the lab as if it wasn't even there, most of its body quickly moving out of sight.
Wilkins followed it, a chipper smile back on his face as he shook his head. "Kids these days." He followed the cybersnake out the door just as the last of its tail was passing through it, leaving the lab abandoned again.
Buffy stealthily moved in to follow, but when she'd crossed the lab and looked out the other door, there was no sign of either of them. She looked back to where she'd come from and saw Sineya hadn't left the hole in the wall.
She shook her head, as if to dismiss Buffy's pursuit. "Only so many voices, while we stand looking."
"Fine," Buffy walked back to see what her half-sane spirit guide wanted to do next. "That thing where you use my voice is still majorly creepy, by the way."
Sineya didn't answer, leading her onwards until they emerged into the central space that had been bustling with activity when Buffy was last here. It was a thick garden now, teeming with all kinds of flowers and herbs.
An immense tree dominated the space, the roots she'd seen in the hall radiating out from a truly massive trunk that rose out of the central pit. Its greenery trailed down everywhere in long strands, with big ripe apples growing all over it, just begging to be picked and eaten. The cobwebs that had been scattered about the facility were even thicker here, bridging the open spans between the foliage.
Remembering what she'd done in her Oz dream, Buffy reached for one of the apples, but Sineya grabbed her hand, actually touching her for the first time she could remember. Her grip was implacable, like what steel had felt like before Buffy was a slayer.
"Are you sure all that glitters is gold?" After the words, she let go of her arm.
"They're red," Buffy said dryly. "But fine, point taken. I probably have too many superpowers already."
"With a word, he could get what he came for," Sineya replied, even more enigmatic than usual. Then she pointed up into the canopy with her still-bleeding finger.
Buffy immediately noticed what she was pointing at: it was the spider, spinning more and more of her webs. She was completely made of red metal, with eight legs, two delicate fangs, and a pair of thick spiral horns emerging from the sides of her head.
Unlike Wilkins and the snake, the spider noticed them looking immediately. She stopped her spinning and paid them her full attention, focusing on the two of them with what seemed like too many eyes to even fit on her head. Time stretched into taffy between them, and in Willow's voice, she shouted a single word:
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Things had gone long enough that Buffy just beat the sunrise getting home. After entering and then making her way through the basement and to their new room, she dramatically ploofed herself down on the bed, totally exhausted. Surprisingly, it was a real bed with real sheets and everything, surrounded by a real room which was in a passably-real house. Harmony had been busy tonight too, it seemed.
Her girlfriend was still looking chipper, lying down on her stomach watching the TV. Something was wrong with the screen, but Buffy was too tired to focus and figure it out now.
She went from perky to even perkier as Buffy crashed next to her. "Wow, they really kept you forever. Did you have to do a bunch of fancy tricks to prove yourself or something? You should've just beat them up if they questioned you."
"No, that part went fine," Buffy said. Better than she'd expected, definitely. Apparently people really trusted her. It was kind of scary. "The spider wrangling wore me out though."
"Really? What, did one get loose somehow?" Harmony grabbed her around the waist angstily. "I knew I should've helped!"
"No, none of them got away, but we kind of changed the plan." Buffy still wasn't sure she'd made the right call. "We had to do more spiders."
"How many?"
"Sixteen."
"What, did CyberWillow have the munchies or something? She should really watch it, her figure wouldn't take any extra pounds well," Harmony sounded pretty concerned despite the ridiculousness of the statement.
Buffy weakly chuckled and snuggled back as a little spoon. "We were talking in circles for what to do about Adam. She had this big plan to get all-" Buffy looked as back and forth as she could in her position, then kind of pointed at herself. It made sense to be a little more careful these days, just in case. "So she could keep all his weird hijinx under control. Level the playing field. Because spells-and-subtle isn't really my thing."
"Really?" Harmony's tone was about as uncertain as it ever got with her. "Wasn't she kind of on thin ice before?"
"Yes. No. Maybe something in between? It didn't feel like we had a lot of good options," she said.
"There's always murder," Harmony suggested, then corrected herself, "I mean slaying."
"Slaying's complicated when it's all tied up with the government," Buffy replied. She entertained some thoughts about trying to trap Adam in an ambush or something, but there were too many variables. Maggie had innocent soldiers that could be ablative armor, and the political fallout could be horrendous.
Harmony made a disappointed noise and cuddled her more.
"Do you think I messed up?" Buffy asked.
"If you think it's the best plan then it's the best," Harmony said stubbornly.
"But like…" Buffy trailed off, not sure how to say she wanted a real answer.
"I'm not sure I'd even trust the old Willow with sixteen demon spiders all at once, much less the new one," Harmony said. "I know she's sorta your best friend and all, but she can get pretty mean."
Buffy spun herself around in Harmony's grip and gave her a questioning look.
"Seriously! You weren't there for the science fair in fourth grade," Harmony protested. "Katherine got her hair set on fire and I totally don't buy it was an accident."
Buffy was a little sad to say that she could believe it. "CyberWillow isn't really the type that's ready to go mad with power though?" She always seemed so reasonable.
"You never can tell," Harmony said. "But I guess it's not a huge deal. If she got too big for her britches you could just smash that expensive computer she uses and that'd be that, right?"
Buffy nodded, though she was uncertain. Looking to change the subject, she brought up the TV. "Is there something wrong with the cable? I'm pretty sure I remember that TV working in City Hall."
Harmony blinked at her then swiveled to look at the TV again. "Huh?"
"The flickering-scanning thing," Buffy clarified. "Like, a radar screen except just down over and over again?"
"It looks normal to me?" Harmony was confused.
Buffy squinted and stared at it until it started to look normal again. Then when she stopped really trying it bounced back to flickering-scanning. "Ugh, I think I did too much superspeed. Do TVs really not work when you look at them fast?" She was pretty sure she'd heard something about that somewhere, but was too tired to try to remember the details. "This is a terrible penance."
"It really is," Harmony seemed horrified, then schooled her expression. "I'm sure it'll go away in the morning. Afternoon. You just strained yourself or something."
Buffy pretended to agree, but wasn't so sure herself. The way she could control her bike with way-faster-than-normal reaction speed even when not actually triggering her active power had become totally natural. This might just be an automatic thing now if she didn't work to keep it turned off.
Not wanting to worry about it anymore, she settled for burrowing into the pillows and blankets. Harmony had really gone the extra mile with it all, and it was exactly what Buffy had needed. Just when she was settling in though, she heard familiar music. It was some intro to a show that had just come on, one she couldn't quite place. But something about it didn't belong here, it rang wrong in her head and made the hair stand up on her neck.
"Uh, Buffy," Harmony said from above the blankets.
Then the voiceover came on, and she was terribly confused.
"LIVE FROM THE GLASS MOUNTAIN OF IXOR … THIS IS 'YOU BET YOUR SOUL'!"
"Harmony, is this some kind of demon channel? Does Sunnydale have demon cable now?" She was pretty sure the last city council meeting hadn't mentioned getting wired for demon cable.
"This is just normal FX. I think? They just had an Ally McBeal rerun."
"AND NOW, HERE HE IS, THE ONE, THE ONLY … SOUR!"
"I refuse to understand this now," Buffy said. "I'll figure it out when I get up."
"Hello everybody! We're sure going to have fun tonight!" Sour roared over the TV, to the raucous applause of a demon crowd.
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Maggie Walsh's office wasn't as Buffy remembered it. It looked like it had been abandoned for years; musty paperwork was scattered everywhere at random and small plants were growing out of the walls and through cracks in the floor. There was a hole somewhere far above that sunlight streamed through, filtering through layers of cobwebs before it reached the room. Despite the plants, there was no chirp or chitter of animals; the whole facility around her was silent as the grave.
She brushed through the papers curiously, wondering if they would explain what had happened here. There were chemicals drawn out with circles and lines, with opaque technical information surrounding them. Administrative records of food supplies and payrolls. Glossy pictures taken of ancient texts, one of them open to a page she thought she recognized. An anatomical diagram of what had to be Adam, but looking not quite right, with random demon parts used in places that she'd seen as Olvikan-like on the real thing.
"The piper's calling him," Buffy turned to face the sudden sound of her own voice, then was startled by the intimidating visage of Sineya. As before, she was decked out in white face paint and her expansive hair was twisted into thick dreads.
After getting over the shock, she noticed that it wasn't completely quiet outside anymore. There was a curious tune drifting through the door now, being played on something like a flute.
"What, did Wilkins call in sick today?" Buffy asked. With Sineya's appearance, she could guess she was dreaming again. This wasn't anything like the ones she'd gotten used to over the summer though, and hoped she wasn't in for another full length motion picture.
"Just a spring clean," Sineya responded without moving her lips, then smoothly turned and moved around the corner. As she did, a spot of red was visible on her dark brown hand; one of her fingers was bleeding.
Buffy moved after her into the hallway. It was even more overgrown than the office had been, with gnarly tree roots ripping through the floor in addition to the smaller plants and cobwebs from earlier. She saw Sineya about fifty feet to the left, the same side the flute music was coming from. She was crouching by a giant hole in the wall and peeking inward.
That was the hole she'd made in the wall when she'd taken a swing at Faith, the last time she'd been here for real. Reading Sineya's intent, she followed her over to the hole and quietly maneuvered to take a peek herself. Sineya graciously ducked down lower, giving Buffy space.
The battered lab room she'd glimpsed before had faced the ravages of time as well, but it wasn't empty. Wilkins was visible from behind, enthusiastically playing on a long, elaborate pipe. In front of him there was a big basket, and a huge snake was slowly rising out of it, like something out of Arabian Nights. Unlike in the bedtime stories though, the snake had articulate conical teeth and strips of metal plating running down its hide.
It let out a long, complicated hiss, and that prompted Wilkins to stop playing and put the flute away. As he did, she noticed one of his fingers was bleeding too, the same as Sineya's.
"I still think you should reconsider," Wilkins said. "Sure, all of us like to start the day with a little murder. It really gets the blood flowing! But sometimes you have to play the long game. See the big picture."
The cybersnake managed to radiate skepticism, answering this time with a shorter series of hisses and a complicated-looking snap of its teeth.
"Don't just think about what you can do for your sweet old mum! Think about what she can do for you. If she's dead, everything falls apart right away. That is what you want. Eventually. But it doesn't mean you don't stand to gain anything before it happens."
She wasn't sure what Sineya was trying to show her here. Was Wilkins the reason Adam hadn't gone on a rampage yet? Who was his mother supposed to be? Maggie?
More hisses. The cybersnake left the basket entirely now, and crowded up to Wilkins, looming over him. The old mayor wasn't phased in the least.
He wagged his bleeding finger at the beast instead. "Now now, don't be so sure. Enterprising demons like you have underestimated Slayers since time immemorial. Heck, I did too! And look what happened to me! Why not just learn to work together?"
This part, she got. Of course it all came back to Faith. She just couldn't stop herself being a pain in the ass.
The head of the cybersnake descended towards Wilkins as if it might just devour him. As the teeth snapped again in answer they flashed past the extended finger so close that they were wet with a little blood afterwards.
And with that last show of defiance, Wilkins finally dropped his jovial act. His eyes narrowed and his tone deepened in threat. "Because I have something you want more, and without my help, you'll never be able to get it. Leave her be."
There was a tense standoff for long seconds, until finally the cybersnake seemed to shrug, turning and slithering off as if nothing had happened. It battered its way through a door on the other side of the lab as if it wasn't even there, most of its body quickly moving out of sight.
Wilkins followed it, a chipper smile back on his face as he shook his head. "Kids these days." He followed the cybersnake out the door just as the last of its tail was passing through it, leaving the lab abandoned again.
Buffy stealthily moved in to follow, but when she'd crossed the lab and looked out the other door, there was no sign of either of them. She looked back to where she'd come from and saw Sineya hadn't left the hole in the wall.
She shook her head, as if to dismiss Buffy's pursuit. "Only so many voices, while we stand looking."
"Fine," Buffy walked back to see what her half-sane spirit guide wanted to do next. "That thing where you use my voice is still majorly creepy, by the way."
Sineya didn't answer, leading her onwards until they emerged into the central space that had been bustling with activity when Buffy was last here. It was a thick garden now, teeming with all kinds of flowers and herbs.
An immense tree dominated the space, the roots she'd seen in the hall radiating out from a truly massive trunk that rose out of the central pit. Its greenery trailed down everywhere in long strands, with big ripe apples growing all over it, just begging to be picked and eaten. The cobwebs that had been scattered about the facility were even thicker here, bridging the open spans between the foliage.
Remembering what she'd done in her Oz dream, Buffy reached for one of the apples, but Sineya grabbed her hand, actually touching her for the first time she could remember. Her grip was implacable, like what steel had felt like before Buffy was a slayer.
"Are you sure all that glitters is gold?" After the words, she let go of her arm.
"They're red," Buffy said dryly. "But fine, point taken. I probably have too many superpowers already."
"With a word, he could get what he came for," Sineya replied, even more enigmatic than usual. Then she pointed up into the canopy with her still-bleeding finger.
Buffy immediately noticed what she was pointing at: it was the spider, spinning more and more of her webs. She was completely made of red metal, with eight legs, two delicate fangs, and a pair of thick spiral horns emerging from the sides of her head.
Unlike Wilkins and the snake, the spider noticed them looking immediately. She stopped her spinning and paid them her full attention, focusing on the two of them with what seemed like too many eyes to even fit on her head. Time stretched into taffy between them, and in Willow's voice, she shouted a single word:
Vote:
[] SPY
[] WEAVE
[] ENSNARE
Spy seems like it would do the least to push Adam back, and frankly when Cyberwillow goes evil I don't really want to deal with SPY being her power. Weave seems more likely to leave her safer if she can use it to build some sort of domain to protect herself, and between Buffy and Willow we can probably still kill her if things go wrong. Ensnare is probably the most useful vs Adam for the chance to pin him down so we can finish him, but I think we can figure out a way to do that on our own.
[X] WEAVE
[X] WEAVE
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[X] Spy
I'd prefer to keep CW in a similar role to the ones she previously had, and my other concern is that CW with magic of her own and Lachyrmal magic at that will start supplanting Willow's skillset, and I'd prefer to keep CW from having the power to directly interacting with things physically. I think Weave or Ensnare might be too active.
Hopefully Spy would be enough to just overrule Adam when it comes to Spying.
I'd prefer to keep CW in a similar role to the ones she previously had, and my other concern is that CW with magic of her own and Lachyrmal magic at that will start supplanting Willow's skillset, and I'd prefer to keep CW from having the power to directly interacting with things physically. I think Weave or Ensnare might be too active.
Hopefully Spy would be enough to just overrule Adam when it comes to Spying.
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[X] Spy
Good to know who the next big bad is going to be I guess. Might as well try and limit her powers now before everything goes wrong in an episode or two.
Good to know who the next big bad is going to be I guess. Might as well try and limit her powers now before everything goes wrong in an episode or two.
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I like the idea of CW getting really into to building and connecting which is what comes to mind with Weave so
[X] WEAVE
[X] WEAVE
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- Germany
[X] Spy
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[X] ENSNARE
My kind of word!
And it's the word ideal for the plan of metaphorically trapping him as Buffy KILLS him.
SPY makes her an early warning system and information gatherer.
WEAVE makes her a maker of things, schemer, and planner.
ENSNARE makes her a weapon like Buffy, maker of traps and containment. They would go well together.
All 3 would have magic related to her domain.
My kind of word!
And it's the word ideal for the plan of metaphorically trapping him as Buffy KILLS him.
SPY makes her an early warning system and information gatherer.
WEAVE makes her a maker of things, schemer, and planner.
ENSNARE makes her a weapon like Buffy, maker of traps and containment. They would go well together.
All 3 would have magic related to her domain.
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[X] Spy
[X] WEAVE
We started encouraging CyberWillow to develop her own interests as a person rather than just be a spying tool when we okayed/didn't intervene in her talking shop with Ethan, so Spy would be a big step back on that front. Ensnare is tricky because it feeds into the Willow/CyberWillow tendency to steal agency from others because she 'knows' what's best for everyone.
I'm sure there's some hidden sting in Weaving to bite us in the butt eventually as well, but it's not as obviously clear as the other too so IMO Weave is a clear least-bad choice.
We started encouraging CyberWillow to develop her own interests as a person rather than just be a spying tool when we okayed/didn't intervene in her talking shop with Ethan, so Spy would be a big step back on that front. Ensnare is tricky because it feeds into the Willow/CyberWillow tendency to steal agency from others because she 'knows' what's best for everyone.
I'm sure there's some hidden sting in Weaving to bite us in the butt eventually as well, but it's not as obviously clear as the other too so IMO Weave is a clear least-bad choice.
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- Court of Moon Wizards
Weave is trickery. Weaving social webs, plots, and intricacies.
Spy is an important position too. She is part of the team. Technically anyone who works for Buffy in s specific role is her tool, no? At least by your argument against spy.
Ensnare is her version of Buffy's kill. Contain and trap.
[X] Spy
Let's play to CW's strengths. She has data processing, let's give her data to process.
Let's play to CW's strengths. She has data processing, let's give her data to process.
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- Internet
[X] WEAVE