Playing at...a few places

[fuckingvisions]

Come on. Knock it off. Yer spreadin' us out too thin here lass. It's gotta be the three games ya already put me in or Bakerstreet. Ye can't keep up both much less thinkin' on another game just for Spike WHO may I remind ya wanted to kill Cordy and meself AND might I and the whole tortured Angel. I don't give a damn how 'funny he is.' That ain't something I look at for a reason to go to another place.

On that note, stop chasing every Princess you pass. It's kinda sad the way ya keep breakin' the player's hearts and let's be honest I hate dyin' every other day. Quit bein' mean. If ya want to have me playin' with these Cordelia's then go for a few of the nice one's too. I miss her bickerin' at me over trivial stuff.

One last thing. If ya really wanna find Connor and Murphy MacManus you BETTER have let me drink against one of them. Come on, it's the Saints! Everybody's gotta love the Saints!

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[bigbad]

...you're not entirely human, are you?

[fuckingvisions]

Happen to be very much human. [ Come on he's not just gonna admit it. That's the ace in the hole sometimes!

[bigbad]

[Spike taps his nose.] You don't smell it.

[fuckingvisions]

You vampires an' that smellin' me blood. [ So the little Irishman may be giving an annoyed look now.] What's it matter ta ye anyway?

[bigbad]

Just that it'd be particularly funny to kill one of Angel's friends, if you and him both showed up. [And even with the chip in, he can fight demons.]

[fuckingvisions]

[ YEP, he's taking a step back.] See that, that RIGHT there is why I don't be too keen on the idea of that. Dying once was more then enough.

[bigbad]

No one likes a whiner. Plenty of people die more times than that.

[grownabulge]

Who are you again?

[fuckingvisions]

If ya don't remember me, we will both be happier.

[grownabulge]

Usually I remember better people I fail to kill. Take Cordelia, for instance, I remember her clearly.

[fuckingvisions]

[ He took a step back but gave him a look.] Ya don't need to be rememberin' the Princess, she's prefectly find outside of yer memories. Fine if it helps, do ya remember the whole going to LA after the Gem of Amara?

1/2

[grownabulge]

Of course I--

Oh! Oh! You're that bloke. Had you look for the ring while Angel got tortured.

[grownabulge]

...

So.

How've you been?

[fuckingvisions]

Dead, yerself? [ COME ON HOW OFTEN CAN ONE USE THAT LINE!]

[weaponmadeperfect]

AW c'mon Doyle you know she loves tearing out good hearts. In a good way of course.

[fuckingvisions]

How did I get stuck with the horror movie chick? Seriously....She played Michael Myers how the hell did i get here?

[kindasuperheroy]

Not surprising you're having to chase after anyone. [She raises her eyebrows, looking him over.] But... Maybe you should chase after something not so princess-y.

[fuckingvisions]

Well ya see Princess, after meetin' ya no other woman would do. [ Yeah, he seriously just pulled a line that cheesy.]

[kindasuperheroy]

...

Seriously? That's all you could come up with?

[midhitgrope]

I really don't think ya could hold off against the MacManuses.

[fuckingvisions]

That don't mean I wouldn't be tryin'.

[midhitgrope]

They'd drink ya under the fuckin' table, man.

[And, hey. What about the third member of the Saints? :|]

[fuckingvisions]

Might I say I'd be a fuckin' pleasure to be taken down by the Saints.

[ The fallen friends name was not always remembered by those whom hear of the deeds but don't worry. Doyle knows a thing or two about being the third member of a team.]

[midhitgrope]

Well, ya gotta pass through all the fuckin' Saints to have that honour, man.

[fuckingvisions]

All the Saints? Ain't their only two?

[ He'll apologize Rocco really he will, bad information was what he had.]