This crit-post is now defunct!

I can't believe it... We've been trying for so long, I guess it finally... I thought it was just stressOkay, so... seven more months or so? Such a short time -- we'll have to get everything together. Harry's gonna have to move in with Chris, and we'll repaint -- toys. There has to be a toy store in the City, right? Let's see, nappies, a bouncer, a ( Read more... )

I hate to be Debbie Downer, but I'd just like to point out: Valentine's day? Pretty much nothing to do with candy or cute stuffed toys. There actually wasn't even a Saint Valentine. I mean, there were three. And the holiday? Like they say, it's all fun and games until someone gets maryred. Just sayin ( Read more... )

I don't want to rock boats or alarm anyone, but you know me. All about the awareness raising. I raise awareness of issues, important issues. So I just thought I'd, you know, point it out, just to see if anyone else was maybe a little concerned.

Why are the Deities playing with lasers?

[Private to Willow]

Hey, lady. How're you doing?

[It's not much, just Tara sitting on the couch, wrapped up in a blanket. Judging by the dim lights and empty living room, it's past the time all good Taras should be in bed. But this one isn't. She's got a book open on her lap but, as long as the recorder runs, she doesn't turn a page or even really look at it ( Read more... )

Hey Harry? Looks like we're continuing with the grand tradition of me wrecking your home and destroying your possessions. In my defense, though, that Santa had nunchucks.

No offense to anyone here, or anything, but if the City's what I get for an afterlife, I want my money back.

[At first it's like any other re-entry into the City. Comet like speeds and falling from the heavens, only to land, of course, in the fountain. At least she's upright, this time, and not wearing some kelley green rejected mariachi costume. Just a pair of hip huggers and a plain blue v-neck sweater. The only thing marring a perfectly understated ( Read more... )

I just want to clear the air on some things ( Read more... )

( Private to Willow Rosenberg||Off-network||Letter! )

H-Harry? Willow and I were supposed to get lunch today and figure out the rest of my stuff, but I guess...

Is Giles right? Is she really gone?