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#1
Stuart Townsend was proving he was no Lestat; Firefly had not yet flown. We all were waiting to see if Xander and Anya would be married. It was February; the year two-thousand two.
What those who were around then did not know- and those who're still coming are only now finding out- is that once Buffy-Boards turns you, forever are you influenced. Through the good, the bad, the ugly (yes, Anya Donkey I point my finger at thee) Buffy-Boards is infectious; no better infection would I rather have. Raise a glass to Buffy-Boards, as I wish it a Happy Birthday.
#2
-Buffy? Look at this! I found this website that…worships you.
-What? Like creepy ritualistic worship, or like Andrew posting his stupid videos online worship?
-I don’t know, there’s lots of people on this “Buffy-Boards” site. These people, they know you’re the slayer Buff, should we be worried? What if…
Buffy was quick to cut Willow off.
-Oh my god, did that thetopher guy just Photoshop me and Faith kissing! These people are stealing our names Will! And someone’s named Fuffy Baith? Really! What’s with the slayers making out obsession?
And then under her breath,
-Not that I would mind…
#3
Angel & Spike
One upon a time there were two vampires – mean and dangerous, Angel and Spike caused much suffering and mayhem.
They had beautiful companions, Darla and Drusilla, with whom they shared the drinking of blood and the killing of innocents.
But alas – one of them crossed paths with some gipsy girl; a soul ruined the party and the nasty family was broken then.
Years went by, the other one got a chip in his brain. Again, this changed things for them: goodbye crazy Drusilla. Soon enough, another soul was acquired - both vamps were the same again.
“I AM NOTHING LIKE ANGEL!”
#4
“He's probably in Troll-land.” Willow tried to assure everyone.
Olaf opened his eyes, seeing a door with a huge “Check In” banner above it. He entered immediately, searching for ale to wash his mood after getting trapped by filthy witches again.
Mr. Pole smirked as Olaf felt his feet frozen. A white avenger came from nowhere and hit Olaf’s eyes with a Bluebird and a Wildfly made of The Bronze until they are Puffy. The hair of Olaf was exterminated by Blaze. Finally he got jabbed by a Silverspike until he was TotallySpiked.
“Flee, internet troll!” VisionBoy cheered as Olaf skedaddled.
#5
"Spike! What are you doing!? We’re trying to have a meeting here.”
“Err… I’m listening to you, oh tall-dark-and-forehead.”
Angel got up from his chair and leaned over the blonde vampire’s shoulder to read the computer screen.
“Are you in a chat?”
“It’s a message board.”
Angel frowned. “And you call yourself – cryptwarmer?”
Spike grinned. “Honest advertising, mate. If you need a present for Buffy, just put a bow on me.”
Angel glowered as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “God, I miss the time when you were incorporeal.”
#1
Stuart Townsend was proving he was no Lestat; Firefly had not yet flown. We all were waiting to see if Xander and Anya would be married. It was February; the year two-thousand two.
What those who were around then did not know- and those who're still coming are only now finding out- is that once Buffy-Boards turns you, forever are you influenced. Through the good, the bad, the ugly (yes, Anya Donkey I point my finger at thee) Buffy-Boards is infectious; no better infection would I rather have. Raise a glass to Buffy-Boards, as I wish it a Happy Birthday.
#2
-Buffy? Look at this! I found this website that…worships you.
-What? Like creepy ritualistic worship, or like Andrew posting his stupid videos online worship?
-I don’t know, there’s lots of people on this “Buffy-Boards” site. These people, they know you’re the slayer Buff, should we be worried? What if…
Buffy was quick to cut Willow off.
-Oh my god, did that thetopher guy just Photoshop me and Faith kissing! These people are stealing our names Will! And someone’s named Fuffy Baith? Really! What’s with the slayers making out obsession?
And then under her breath,
-Not that I would mind…
#3
Angel & Spike
One upon a time there were two vampires – mean and dangerous, Angel and Spike caused much suffering and mayhem.
They had beautiful companions, Darla and Drusilla, with whom they shared the drinking of blood and the killing of innocents.
But alas – one of them crossed paths with some gipsy girl; a soul ruined the party and the nasty family was broken then.
Years went by, the other one got a chip in his brain. Again, this changed things for them: goodbye crazy Drusilla. Soon enough, another soul was acquired - both vamps were the same again.
“I AM NOTHING LIKE ANGEL!”
#4
“He's probably in Troll-land.” Willow tried to assure everyone.
Olaf opened his eyes, seeing a door with a huge “Check In” banner above it. He entered immediately, searching for ale to wash his mood after getting trapped by filthy witches again.
Mr. Pole smirked as Olaf felt his feet frozen. A white avenger came from nowhere and hit Olaf’s eyes with a Bluebird and a Wildfly made of The Bronze until they are Puffy. The hair of Olaf was exterminated by Blaze. Finally he got jabbed by a Silverspike until he was TotallySpiked.
“Flee, internet troll!” VisionBoy cheered as Olaf skedaddled.
#5
"Spike! What are you doing!? We’re trying to have a meeting here.”
“Err… I’m listening to you, oh tall-dark-and-forehead.”
Angel got up from his chair and leaned over the blonde vampire’s shoulder to read the computer screen.
“Are you in a chat?”
“It’s a message board.”
Angel frowned. “And you call yourself – cryptwarmer?”
Spike grinned. “Honest advertising, mate. If you need a present for Buffy, just put a bow on me.”
Angel glowered as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “God, I miss the time when you were incorporeal.”
