Considering Mayfield

[bigbad]

You know, I get it. You want me evil. The monster before he was replaced by a snivelling, lovestruck hero. The big bad. I couldn't agree more.

So why are you so determined to make me as pathetic as possible? A game where I'll be powerless at first? Human? Making me a poetry teacher of all things? Giving people my human name?

Just go back to bothering the me of the future. Let me enjoy the evil I've got left in peace. Well, not peace. Violence and bloodshed. But you get my drift.

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[slay]

Oooh, scary. Poetry teacher in Giles' tweed doesn't exactly strike fear in anyone's heart. Maybe it's time to let these Big Bad aspirations go.

[bigbad]

I'd also be chipless.

[slay]

Point being? Mayfield's fleet of creepy takes your powers on entry. The scariest thing you could do is ... I dunno, pull my hair.

[bigbad]

Or, I dunno, slit your throat. You've lost your powers too, and I'm a lot bigger than you.

[....well, a little bigger.]

[slay]

Yes, because I'll just sit still and lie patiently while I let you slit my throat. It's not as if I'm still trained with all those pointy things. [ She rolls her eyes. ] Oh, and I hate to break it to you, big bad, but you're not that much bigger than me.

[bigbad]

And I've a century of experience on you. [Shrug.] Want to risk it by laughing at me?

[slay]

This may be a newsflash for you, but you don't scare me, Spike. Not even a little. And the fact that you showed up in town with Harmony? Didn't really help things.

[bigbad]

Least Harmony didn't run away once we'd shagged.

[slay]

[ Okay, that's it. She tries to deck him. It's ... sad and girly because she forgot she has no strength. ]

[bigbad]

[He laughs, even if he's also wincing a little because he has no strength either.] How is Parker anyway? Moved on a half dozen times by now, I'd reckon.

[slay]

Really? Going for the guy thing again? [ She shakes her head. ] That's tired.

[bigbad]

I'll stop when it gets old. [Which is never.] Of course... I don't have to hurt you with words, do I? [Have a fist to the face with all the power of a... normal human man.]

[slays]

[ She got distracted by ... fidgeting with her own hand which kinda hurt from punching him actually. So, she looks up just in time to get decked, which has her stumbling a little and reaching up to clutch her face. Because, ow. Why does he have to be proportionally stronger than her when they're both powerless?

It's ok. She can solve this. She drops her hand from her face pridefully despite the blood blossoming beneath her eye and take a decisive step forward to bring her foot up and kick him between the legs. ]

[bigbad]

[Okay, ow, ow, and thank god she doesn't have superstrength ow. Spike's hands go to his crotch and he clutches it, wincing in pain.] That's cheating.

[slay]

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize slaying had to follow the geneva convention. [ She rolls her eyes and while he's doubled over holding his crotch, grabs his head and brings her knee to his nose. Whoops. ]

[bigbad]

[He lets out another grunt of pain and stumbles back. Out of range. It turns out she's still annoyingly good at kicking his ass when she's powerless.] Shouldn't we be working together? You know, since we've got a common enemy.

[slay]

Yes, because you were so good at keeping to your word the last time we "worked together." What was it you said about never coming back?

[bigbad]

I said I'd do it if I got Dru. She left me. [LOOK IT TOTALLY MAKES SENSE AND IS LOGICAL shut up.]

[slay]

... She left you, so somehow that's my problem? Are you ever going to stop weeping about getting dumped?

[bigbad]

I was with her a hundred years! That sort of love doesn't just... go away overnight!

[slay]

You don't have a soul! Can't have loved her that much! Besides, let's be honest. How much of her was even mentally present to love?

[bigbad]

[Wow, Buffy. Spike was staying away because ow, his crotch, but you just offended his woman. So he steps in closer and kicks her hard in the ribs (atk 22, dmg 8, I halved all his strength adding on things for humanness).]

[slay]

[ yeah i reduced buffy's to +3 instead of +11. She takes the kick, then grabs his leg to keep him from lowering it, using her the weight of her body to crack his knee backwards (atk 21) to leave him limping (dmg 6). ]

[bigbad]

[Ow. He wrenches his leg away and steps forward, aiming a hit up at her gut (atk 18, dmg 5). He tries not to put too much weight on his leg. He doesn't have his awesome damage reduction anymore, after all.]

Don't you talk about her that way.

[slay]

[ oh right in the baby. buffy doubles over, coughing as the air is knocked out of her. she grabs onto his shirt to steady herself, because she's just not built to take that kind of hit. she really is just a girl. she picks herself back up by pulling on his shirt and tries for a punch (atk 10) but it sails right past his face and just leaves her staggering. ]