Do they call it an axe in the comic? or a scythe? Or nothing in particular. Because if Joss is calling it an axe, and these writers a scythe, that is pretty weird.

I like the idea of "Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer: EVERYTHING."

Wow. I can't believe what they're selling.

I think that they should have given the Vamp!Willow costume to AH. . . or possibly to AD.

1. Those auctions are making me sad-- both for people who are paying a mint for Molly's lunch box, and for the fact that things like the vamp Willow costume are being sold to make money for fox!

2. When did Spike where a letterman jacket-- says Season 6, episode 7, but I have no recollection of this!

Or Apocalypses happened.

Nah, Dana's is better.

When did Spike where a letterman jacket-- says Season 6, episode 7, but I have no recollection of this!

I suspect it's the jacket from Him.

One of my co-workers is running around calling Spike a cross-dresser. If it didn't make me laugh so much, I'd beat him up.

Season 6, episode 7? Isn't the OMWF? I don't remember him wearing a Letterman jacket in that episode either.

I don't remember him wearing a Letterman jacket in that episode either.

Whoops. I was reading everything as S7.

There's another seller who's got some Buffy memorabilia up, including a rather nice necklace worn by Willow. (I'm bidding on that--sterling silver w/ jade.) The used makeup they're selling, however... bleah.

I thought when they did the spell that caused Andrew to speak for captured!bringer, that this was pretty clear. He called himself a drone and I immediately thought hivemind (because - you know, bees) and pretty much everything he said was in the first person, plural. Am I the only one who was okay with that?

There's a crucial flaw in this: whereas the Bringers seem to manage a busy work schedule of knifing teenage girls, drones just aren't that energetic. Their whole lives basically consist of lounging around the hive and getting pampered. (The workers, very sensibly to my mind, ensure the drones are the first bees jettisoned when food is scarce.)

Oh, and on one day out of their entire lives they get a chance to shtup royalty. But even this isn't all it's cracked up to be. First, the queen maintains a brisk schedule, and the only time she allows for loving is when she's en route to start a new nest. So, y'know, forget about savouring the moment. Then, there may be about 25,000 drones all competing for her attentions, and she won't have time for more than 20 to get any of her honey. (Er, so to speak.) So this whole 'boink the queen' lottery doesn't offer great odds. And finally (and really, this is understandable when you consider how long they've been waiting, and how lucky they are to find themselves in this position), the successful drones tend to get a bit overwhelmed by the occasion, so they generally lack for self-control. Their genitalia explode and remain jammed inside said queen, while the drone promptly dies (presumably of embarrassment).

So you can think of the Bringers as drones if you like, but for myself, I'm going to be doing my damndest to avoid the disturbing mental pictures that come with it.