That's interesting billytea. I hadn't thought of it like that.

yeah, Buffy was using Spike in S6

Yeah, and vice versa. And on the catwalk at the Bronze, more vice than versa.

Hmm. Katie, I never felt it was for me to claim any of the slayerhood. It was (and still is) other.

Now it's just other to fewer, and more power to them.

So to speak.

May I tag? Or would it be too spoilery?

Sadly, I fear it would be too spoilery, else I'd say go for it with glee and gusto.

But I'm a bad judge of what's spoilery, because, well... spoiler ho.

I figured all girls are Slayers. I asked my daughter (who has a mild speech problem) who she was going to Slay. She said "Taylor. He's a really mean kid, and he keeps saying 'Say owange. Say fouw.'"

There's a nice, brief little eulogy to Buffy in the NY Times today.

Aw Betsy. *sniff*

At the very end, I really expected a human Spike to crawl out of the pit of Sunnydale.

And, knowing this board, I bet a naked crawling human Spike would have been preferred.

Of course, my tastes run toward a naked Anya, but the narrative would suffer.

I read EVERY ONE of the posts, and to prove it here is a Monster Meara. This will also 'sum up' for those of y'all who skipped.

I swear one of those vampire guys was actually in Ferenghi makeup.

Principal Snider!

ROAD RULES SUNNYDALE!

The continuity nods were amazing.

The shout outs to just about everything.. unrelenting

And for the first time all season, I heard every character voice, pitchperfect, simultaneously.

contented sigh

ayup.

I cried. Of course I did. Girls killed things. Girls got the power to kill things. I'm tearing up right now thinking of the girl that's going to hit that stupid softball right out of the park and she doesn't know why.

Ita is a browner more ass-kicking straighter version of me.

Was I the only one who thought that Andrew was going to get slayer powers also?

Heh.

Deena: OK, then The husband has asked me to report that the First Evil has indeed come to Cleveland and has currently set up shop in Terminal Tower, downtown.

He further asked me to report that FE is using his nightmares to terrorize innocent shoppers in Public Square. I say there are no innocents in Public Square, but that could be my anti-city thing.

Go raptorgirl, go!

I decline to accept the end of man.... I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance. The poet's, the writer's, duty is to write about these things. It is his privilege to help man endure by lifting his heart, by reminding him of the courage and honor and hope and pride and compassion and pity and sacrifice which have been the glory of his past. The poet's voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.

B/c it's true, bears repeating, came from a Southern writer, and makes me sniffly.

she was never going to win. she was always going to win.

define win.

buffy is dead. long live buffy.

Damn, bam bam. Well put.

Schmoopy of me, but I'm picturing Joyce and Spike enjoying a nice mug of hot chocolate with marshmallows in a heaven dimension somewhere. With Tara, too.

I love the schmoop.

I think the Hellmouth in Cleveland explains Drew Carey, who should be the first Big Bad on the spin-off.

Does that make Mimi a slayer or his minion?

Oh, one other thing -- it would have been rich, and perhaps even vicious, if during last night's Angel jealousy huff about Spike, Buffy says: "And where in your heart is Cordelia, Angel?"

“I remember her scent pretty well.”

edited to make all of bam bam's quotedness quoty

Hmm. Katie, I never felt it was for me to claim any of the slayerhood. It was (and still is) other.

Oh, that's interesting. See, I always saw it as... was it here or on lj someone was talking about part of the gift the new Slayers got with their power being confidence? So I saw Buffy's physical power as a metaphor for all of our internal strengths - men and women, for what that's worth.