<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:34:41.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Buffy the Vampire Slayer</title><subtitle type='html'>The land of all that is the Buffyverse.
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Here we are now.....entertain us!! ~Spike&lt;/b&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-89621235</id><published>2003-02-23T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T18:49:58.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"you're supposed to be all go throughable!"&lt;br /&gt;"so what the hell did you tackle me for? what the hell's that supposed to do?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh yeah. i didn't think of that"&lt;br /&gt;"more importantly you hit me!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-89621235?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/89621235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/89621235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#89621235' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-89343263</id><published>2003-02-18T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-18T21:01:14.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Hey I suck at Latin ok but hey I'm in control open up the portal now ok????"~ Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So far we know jack about squat. Let's start from there."~Xander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get up, get out, get drunk. Repeat as needed."~Spike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-89343263?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/89343263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/89343263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#89343263' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-83159545</id><published>2002-10-18T04:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T16:54:57.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I plan to get killed by a vampire then come back and bite you."~Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is there anything you don't know everything about?"&lt;br /&gt;"I just wanna be Willow."&lt;br /&gt;~Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If at first you don't succeed - Cheat."~Buffy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-83159545?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/83159545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/83159545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#83159545' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-83159509</id><published>2002-10-18T04:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T16:55:15.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I altered his reality!" ~Xander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So none of us are real. Just figments of her funny farm delusion."~Spike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It went boom twice but then I got it."~Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You never stopped coming through."~Buffy to Willow, about her insane spells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-83159509?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/83159509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/83159509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#83159509' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-83159467</id><published>2002-10-18T04:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T16:55:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> "Maybe he'll save us with Santa's magic sleigh!" ~ Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's too strong. There's no coming back from it."~Xander&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not coming back."~Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some day, she'll tell you." ~Cassie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, it's me." ~Willow, at Tara's grave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-83159467?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/83159467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/83159467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#83159467' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-83159362</id><published>2002-10-18T04:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T16:55:39.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If I don't move, if I don't think, if I don't listen to the voices then it won't hurt. As much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't leave me. Stay here and help me be quiet."&lt;br /&gt;~Spike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-83159362?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/83159362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/83159362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#83159362' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-79577299</id><published>2002-07-29T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T04:01:49.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"How will Willow be able to live with herself?"~Giles&lt;br /&gt;"Willow doesn't live here anymore."~Dark MagicWillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's just Willow!"~Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;(a semi slams into the back of their car)&lt;br /&gt;"What was that?!?!"Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;"Just Willow."~ Xander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I could smack you so hard your eyeballs switch sockets."&lt;br /&gt;"Willow will make you two boneless chickens skinless too."&lt;br /&gt;"Wiccapalooza"&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks allready got the memo."&lt;br /&gt;"I think Willow's in her own league dabble boy."~Xander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't hurt you so I'll have to settle for hating you."~Anya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The truth can be kinda rough....if you're not me."~Dark Magic Willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said I don't want to. I didn't say I wouldn't."~Buffy to DMW about fighting her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Buffy can handle her."~Xander, about DMW&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure?"~Dawn&lt;br /&gt;"No. That's why we're leaving."~X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You need to get every inch of your ass kicked."~DMW&lt;br /&gt;"Show me what you got. And I'll show you what a slayer really is."~B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's no one in the world who can stop me now."~DMW&lt;br /&gt;"I'd like to test that theory."~Giles, as he shows up out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can list the ways that could go wrong."~B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's only my best friend! Glad I could help!"~X, as everyone takes off to go help Willow and he's stuck with the dead car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are sadness prosonified."&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe he'll come bail you out in Santa's magic sleigh."~Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's coming?"~cop&lt;br /&gt;"One of the many things in this world you're not ready to deal with."Anya, referring to DMW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Run and hide that's your brilliant plan??!!"~Anya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't stop boys I'm going to pull this car over and let you walk to your painful deaths!!"~X, to Andrew and Jonathan who are fighting in the back seat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-79577299?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79577299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79577299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#79577299' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-79576716</id><published>2002-07-29T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-29T22:57:26.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Poor Watcher. Did your life flash before your eyes? Cuppa tea cuppa tea almost got shagged cuppa tea?"&lt;br /&gt;"Someday, he'll be a real boy."&lt;br /&gt;"You will never be just friends. You two will love eachother and hate eachother till the end of time. But you will never be "just friends"".&lt;br /&gt;"Will you protect her?"~Buffy&lt;br /&gt;"Till the end of time." &lt;br /&gt;"Someone's in the ceiling."&lt;br /&gt;(all Spike unless other wise indicated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-79576716?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79576716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79576716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#79576716' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-79576514</id><published>2002-07-29T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-29T22:53:03.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Bullocks. It was a bloody revelation!"~Spike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-79576514?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79576514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79576514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#79576514' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-79576494</id><published>2002-07-29T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-29T22:52:38.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You don't magic to be special." ~Buffy&lt;br /&gt;"Oh really? Without it I'm just "some" girl." ~Willow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-79576494?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79576494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79576494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#79576494' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-79576465</id><published>2002-07-29T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-29T22:51:58.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Again I say huh?" ~Xander&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-79576465?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79576465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79576465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#79576465' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-79085794</id><published>2002-07-17T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-29T23:00:59.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Hey Black-Eyed Girl whatcha up to? You may be uber witch but this carpenter can drywall you into the next century."~Xander&lt;br /&gt;"You can't stop me!"~Willow&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah I get that. But you've been my best friend all my life. And if it's gonna end (the world) then this is where I want to be. Here, with you....No matter what you look like or what you do, at the end of the day I still wanna hang with you... I still remember the first day of kindergarten when you cried because you broke the yellow crayon and you didn't want anyone to know... I love crayon breaky Willow and I love scary veiny Willow..It doesn't matter. I'll still love you."~Xander&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-79085794?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79085794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79085794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#79085794' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644562.post-79085606</id><published>2002-07-17T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-17T20:26:52.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I may be love's bitch but at least I'm man enough to admit it!" ~Spike &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3644562-79085606?l=btvs2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79085606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644562/posts/default/79085606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://btvs2.blogspot.com/index.html#79085606' title=''/><author><name>Faith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16840551707085089498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
