Sunday Night: The Graveyard

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

After dealing with Sokka's so-called "brain cancer" and everyone's craziness for most of the weekend, Mel needed a break.

So she went on patrol, taking her time to check out the new portions of the island as well as the old.

Unfortunately there weren't really any undead vampires, demons or vampires she could kill to get some of this aggression out.

At least not yet. Maybe there was at least one monster hanging out in the graveyard looking for a fight.

Maybe.

[Open with bouts of slowplay until later this evening.]

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[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

It was Latte. Long After her adventures in Towne, the Countess was Walking the Nyte in the Graveyard. As Vampyres are Wont to Do.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Oh. Great. Her again.

"What's your problem lady?" Mel snarked. "Shouldn't you be smelling some one else's illnesses?"

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

"I have no Problemme," she said Darquely. "I feel at Homme here. What I do, where I Walk, is notte your Concyrne."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"This is your home?" Mel snorted. "Are you one of those wannabe goth vampires?"

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

The Countess smiled, cruelly, Fangs Glystening in the Nyte.

"I am not a 'Wannabee' anything, Chylde."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Hey. You really are a vampire."

She pulled out her stake and went for the kill.

"Nifty!"

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

"No!" the Countess screamed, tripping Backyards over her Own Hems as she ran. "No, you Cannotte! I forbid itt!"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Oh come on!" Mel shouted as she chased after the Countess. "I've had a really crappy weekend!"

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

That was Whyn the Countess fell Flatte onto her Fayce.

"Don't!" she screamede, putting Up her Hands. "I can Gyve you Wealth. Powyr!"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Give me back my father you son of a bitch! Wait. I'm not Inigo Montoya..."

"You're going to have to do better than that," Mel growled as she thrusted with her stake.

[clevermsbennet.livejournal.com]

And Loe, the Countess was Stakyde. And crumblede into Dust.

~FIN~

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Later that night, Sokka went searching through the graveyard for his love. "Mel," he breathed, once he'd found her. "I... I've been thinking a lot about what you said earlier..."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Oh for the love of God."

Yep. Facepalming.

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka got down on one knee. "Mel, my love... You complete me. You're super-special. And awesome. I'm never going to find another hot-ass girl who could beat me to a bloody pulp, like you. And I don't have much time left, what with the brain cancer and all."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"I can't."

Mel looked down. Full of woe.

"I'm sorry, Sokka. I can't marry you. I'm living a double life. I'm not really Melaka Fray, Vampire Slayer. I am really..."

She reached up to her face and began to pull. Latex and hair fell away to reveal...

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"... Worf. Son of Mogh."

He looked at Sokka. Big Klingon tears in his eyes.

"Please. Don't be angry. I just needed to be hugged."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka stared, with tears in his eyes. "YOU... How COULD you?!?! I LOVED you!!!"

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

"I'm still the girl you loved. Just bigger. Male. And with an ugly forehead."

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Sokka cried. "That's IMPOSSIBLE!!!"

And then his brain cancer had an aneurysm and he fell over, dying, in Worf's arms.

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf held Sokka's body for a moment feeling guilty for his death.

He then forced his eyes open waiting for Sokka to breathe his last breath.

When Sokka died, Worf let out a cry of rage and grief to the heavens.

Beware afterlife... a warrior is coming home.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn wasn't patrolling. No, of course not. That would be silly.

She was just, um, taking a leisurely stroll through a cemetery. In the dark.

As you do.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Her "disguise" returned to normal, Mel sat on a gravestone and waved at Dawn.

"Hey Summers. No luck on shoving Sam's head in a toilet."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Probably just as well," Dawn commented, waving back. "All that hair would just clog up the plumbing."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"How's your weekend been?" she asked, wondering what kind of crazy answer she'd get.

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Kinda quiet," Dawn shrugged. "Met Rikku for ice cream yesterday, and she had some kind of crazy expositional narration thing going on, but otherwise nothing out of the ordinary. You?"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Sokka had brain cancer and died in my arms just a few moments ago," Mel said with a shrug. "And he kept dragging me to crazy weddings with insane people. I think the island is having one of those weekends."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

Dawn stared at Mel. "He died? Shouldn't you be more, uh, upset?"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"After watching him swoon twenty times today? I almost killed him myself," Mel said with a scowl. "Nah. I'm pretty sure someone or something is just messing with us. Twenty bucks and box of twinkies says that it'll back to normal tomorrow and we'll all want to hide in our room."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"You're on," Dawn decided with a nod. "But I don't need to hide. Like I said, it's been bo-ring."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Nothing happened to you this weekend?" Mel asked. "At all?"