Freedomtown IC

Who: Blake and Gwen
Where: Their Home; Monstropolis
When: After Fran's intro
What: Discussing opening a mental health facility; also, being horndogs
Rating: R
Status: Closed; Complete

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Leave Boulder Free Zone... end up in a different universe entirely. I think that I'm good with this. I actually think that there are more people here than what was left on Earth back where I'm from.

I'm Fran Goldsmith and I came here with my new little baby girl, Abagail. My... okay, I'm not sure what we are, but I didn't come here alone. Stu is around here somewhere. He's asking a LOT of questions.

Alright, folks... time for what was originally going to be a weekly thing, but is being changed to monthly because I have the attention span of a crack baby.

SLAYER OF THE MONTH!



This month, we're gonna put the focus on someone who's truly shown the growth and change most people only wish they had the strength to accomplish. Kayla Barnes started her journey as a slayer by being full of unmanaged rage, and had a chip on her shoulder the size of Galador.

She caused some damage, had a scrape or two that shouldn't have happened, and broke a few hearts... but over time, she grew to be many things I wouldn't have expected from her when we met: sweet, nurturing, kind, mature, and someone anyone could feel comfortable looking up to. She went from one of the "black sheeps" of the slayers, to being a talent show host that was looked at in a motherly way by most of the contestants. From someone who people were afraid to get close to, to a loyal friend, a loving wife, and most importantly here, one hell of a slayer.

Love you, KayKay. If Gabe could see you now, he'd be proud as fuck.

What's up, everyone? For those of you who don't know me (and really... if you don't, shame on you. I'm fucking awesome), my name is Gwen Morrison. As a proud Slayer, I've decided that with so many of us around here, it's easy to get lost in the crowd... so each month, I'm gonna spotlight one slayer (or in the case of this first month, TWO), making sure everyone knows how goddamn bad-ass each and every none of us are.

SLAYER(S) OF THE MONTH
The Faiths (aka Faith Lehane, versions 1 and 2)


As has been pointed out by a few of us now... I'm pretty damn sure there is literally no reality in which Faith Lehane exists where she's not a total, utter, 100% bad-ass bitch.

When I got here, the slayers (being from all different realities and timelines) were in a bit of disarray. A version of Buffy Summers that was here at the time was trying to organize the girls a bit, but then she was lost during The Purge. That's when Faith-Prime, we we'll call her (thanks, Sin, for the Crisis Nicknames) stepped in, took the Scythe, and started helping us all remember that we're sisters in this.

And then, after I presented the idea of making us more of a team, Earth-2 Faith (seriously, Sin. I owe you for these) stepped in and started getting the ball rolling on getting us a place to gather and train.

And when The Empire invaded? You shoulda seen the two of them. Boston must produce some tough bitches, because these two were out there making every damn Stormtrooper they saw regret ever putting on the armor.

Show these gals some love, ok?

After all the fighting, I need to decompress. I need my Tony, not boss Tony. (I wonder if it's alright that I call him my Tony. Can you come over or do you want me to come there?)


All the slayers were awesome, I'm so proud of my slayer sisters. Good job.

You know what one of the things about home is that I miss?

The slayers feeling like a sisterhood.

For real: we had weekly meetings, training sessions, gatherings just for the hell of it... we were family.

I know we got a few slayers here, too - so why aren't we closer? C'mon, really. Let's change that.

You know... while she can be a little uptight for my tastes, Legs had a point: Me n' Patience are typically always hanging out. YO PK!!! We gotta fix this asap, bitch!

Anyway. So, there's been a lotta new peeps arriving lately, some even from the same world as me n' Blake. Sorry for not saying 'hey' sooner, just been busy with a job, kids to raise, and a wife to do unspeakable things to.

To those who I haven't met, name's Gwen Morrison. Hope everything's going well for all of you.

Private to Penelope Park
Yo. You don't know me, but I kinda feel like we need to talk.

When I was looking to go on a trip away from the girls... this wasn't exactly what I meant.

Not that... the girls knew I was planning to take a break from them. This past year... no, make that closer to seven years, has been a lot. Just... a lot.

Anyway, I've been told that we have our own version of Sunnydale here. Which is going to be a little weird to me, seeing as how I was just looking at the crater where it once stood. They also told me that I may be able to get my eye replaced here with an actual functioning eye. I may look into that after getting settled in.

I should probably introduce myself since it seems there are literally hundreds of people on here that I don't know. I'm Xander Harris and maybe once I recover, I'll geek out a bit.