entranceway | [text] By The Sounding Sea: the blog of Buffy Meissonier

My name is Georgette Marie Meissonier. Buffy to my friends. I'm a licensed fiction blogger with After the End Times. I'm using text format because, frankly, the video quality on the tech here is personally offensive to me and whoever designed all of this needs to sit in a corner and think about what they've done.

But, okay, enough of the tech tangent. For now.

[ She's not done with this subject, Wonderland. Not by a long shot. But she has bigger issues than the abysmal level of tech you're all working with. You'll be hearing more about this in the future. ]

I'm a little uncomfortable with this because facts aren't my wheelhouse. I make things up. On April 17th, 2040 I legally died because of well.. the usual reasons. Viral amplification. I shouldn't be talking. I shouldn't be doing anything.

I've looked at this network and in between being appalled at your complete lack of security I've read up on things. Everything about this reads like bad fiction.

[Private to Georgia and Shaun Mason; Unhackable]

I know you're both here, I looked. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

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Buffy, huh? That's not a common nickname.

[Yeah he should probably focus on the whole viral amplification dead stuff but blah blah blah people die and come back all the time. He sure did. He doesn't meet people named Buffy very often and the last time he did, well.

She was rather important to him.]

[George keeps an eye on the network pretty frequently, trying to get news as it comes in the fastest way she knows how save actually experiencing it. When she sees a post by someone named Georgette Marie Meissonier she actually gasps aloud.]

Shaun. Get the good blood tester and your gun. [She busily taps back a reply:]

Where the fuck are you? And if this is some kind of trick, you know who we are. You know how many bullets we have.

[She hopes it's not a trick. She knows there's a chance, seeing as she's supposed to be dead but sure isn't, but she can't take any chances. She finishes typing and holds it up to Shaun.]

spoiler alert: it is literally an infinite amount, and i have been really fucking bored lately.

[He goes to the closet to pull out of of the top of the line test systems. If they can't get a definite answer from this, there isn't a definitely answer to be found.]

I'm sorry, did you say 2040? That's about 30 years in the future for me.

I'm sorry, though. About what happened to you.

[Which makes about zero sense to her, since she has zero idea what Buffy is talking about. But it sounds about as terrible as it gets, so. AWKWARD NOW.]

Not usually. No one appreciates the classics.

... Buffy?

[Not the same Buffy, he knows, but...]

I'm at the entrance. It's easier to get outside if I start to amplify.

[ A zombie outside is slightly less dangerous than one in a confined space after all. She might not hurt anyone before someone could take care of the problem. ]

[ Oh. Oh god. This person is pre-rising? Buffy stares at her screen trying to figure out what to say. ]

I'm sorry, too. I kind of expected it, though.

I know it's an old reference. It makes an impression, though.

It does. Not a very common name.

What's it a reference to?

[He may have encountered a Buffy fan or two in the past, but it's been long enough that it's not the first thing that comes to mind.]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

There are a million Georgias and Georgettes out there thanks to Romero. I needed something to stand out.

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She's a friend of mine.

You mean you're a fan, too?

Not quite the right word for it.

More like an ex-boyfriend?

[ This has to be a joke. This person is clearly joking. It takes her a few minutes to think of a good response. ]

Pics or it isn't true.

[The next message comes with no text-- just a picture of a very, very unimpressed-looking Angel.]

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[ Oh god. Oh god that was Angel. That was Angel looking unimpressed and she has written so many fanfics about this man how does she react. ]

...Hi.

Believe me now?

In my defense your show is really old by now. Not as old as you but oh my god I'm going to stop talking now.

Good. Stay away from anyone who isn't us. Most people here are pre-Rising.

[And that they can explain when they get there. Georgia makes sure her gun is fully loaded and slams towards the door. She isn't running. Just.

She doesn't bother talking. She can't think of anything to say that won't be too painful or ridiculously naive. Better to just stay silent and see what happens.]

Do you know George then? Sunglasses, looks like a girl version of Tom Cruise, has an intern named Shaun?

Bad stories can be just as fatal as good ones. Possibly more so! Certainly more embarrassingly so. Heard things that suggest stories here are no different. :-(

But from one maker up of things to another- welcome!

Maybe in bloody 2040. Here in 2004 I only know of one Buffy. And I've been around a very long time.

[ God, no. Not another one. Please don't let this be another one... ]

Please tell me she's not a vampire slayer. Please.

"Viral amplification?" I'm afraid that isn't usual in my world. Or my time, given that it's 2011.

I'm sorry, though, that it happened to you (and that our security sucks?)

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