buffy summers; slayer, the (goingtowin) wrote in wariscomingcom, @ 2010-01-05 19:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | buffy summers, spike |
I was asked to talk some sense into you and make you wait until you're eighteen, if you're not, because apparently some of you are insane enough to care what I say. But I won't do that because that's just not how reality works, the way I see it. I will, however, lay it out for you.
So here's the deal. I'm a Slayer. In my world I was Chosen. One girl in all the world to fight things such as demons, vampires, werewolves, and anything else that crawled out of hell. I've fought every kind of demon you can dream of, gods, ubber vampires, the embodiment of evil, and more. Then I did this thing, and now there are thousands of us. Thousands of girls of all ages, from fifteen and younger, to early twenties and on. Since then I have seen dozens if not hundreds of people killed. Murdered, ripped apart, speared through with swords. It's bloody, its messy, its hard and it never ends, because there's never an end to evil. Ever. There's a balance, and to keep that balance, there's always going to be the good and bad. I've watched girls loose their limbs, their heads, have necks snapped, be gutted, shot, strung up for public displays and sacrifice. That's the reality of it.
Maybe some of you know that, most of you probably do, actually. If I could train you, I would. But I'm also learning about this world myself and getting my hands on information is proving to extremely difficult because people are to full of the. I don't know all there is to know about here, and I can only gather more information through experience. I can teach you demon traps and exorcisms. I can teach you how to fight and how to use weapons, guns included even though I won't use them myself. If I learn more myself, I'll teach what I've learned to you.
But I can't teach you to be a hunter. I'm not a hunter, I'm a Slayer. I've been flying mostly blind since I was a kid, any knowledge I've learned mostly coming from really old books that were't always right. Which is probably how it is here too. For those of you who are younger than eighteen, I'll teach you what I can. But I'm not a native here, and if you don't fall into Sam and Deans qualifications to actally go hunting, I can't do a thing about it. Thems the breaks, deal with it. Take the infromation they'll give.
That doesn't mean I don't think you're capable. You probably are. No doubt a good chunk of you are stronger than I am. So, sorry, I can only do what I can. I know many of you have offered to help with training. So if you know things I don't, please, take the lead, I'd be grateful.
It's become quite clear to probably everyone that I don't see eye to eye with the the Winchesters, but that's life. I'll deal, and everyone else here will deal. And now, if that could be the end of the snark and the arguments, that would be great. It doesn't matter what you did back in your reality. No one counts it for squat here. Which is annoying but still You have to prove yourselves all over again, doesn't matter what you've been through. The End.