I want to hear some conversations from one charcter of buffy to another that truly inspired you.
A conversation that gave you goosebumps it was so good! Something that made you smile/laugh/cry..ect.!!!!!
In same time, same place:
Willow leans forward again, sighing, to begin meditating again.
BUFFY
I thought you were too tired.
WILLOW
It hurts too much not to try.
BUFFY
I'm sorry.
WILLOW
It just takes so much strength. I don't have that much.
BUFFY
I got so much strength, I'm giving it away.
WILLOW
Are you sure?
BUFFY
Will it help?
WILLOW
Much.
Buffy sits cross-legged in front of Willow and holds her hands. They meditate together.
BUFFY
Good.
Who are you?:
Tara: I am, you know.
Willow: What?
[Tara turns and looks up at Willow.]
Tara: Yours.
[Willow smiles.]
Prom:
Jonathan: We have one more award to give out. Is Buffy Summers here tonight? Did she, um...
The crowd turns and finds her. She looks nervous at the attention.
Jonathan: This is actually a new category. First time ever. I guess there were a lot of write-in ballots, and, um, the prom committee asked me to read this. "We're not good friends. Most of us never found the time to get to know you, but that doesn't mean we haven't noticed you. We don't talk about it much, but it's no secret that Sunnydale High isn't really like other high schools. A lot of weird stuff happens here."
Crowd outbursts: Zombies! Hyena people! Snyder! (laughter)
Jonathan: "But, whenever there was a problem or something creepy happened, you seemed to show up and stop it. Most of the people here have been saved by you, or helped by you at one time or another. We're proud to say that the Class of '99 has the lowest mortality rate of any graduating class in Sunnydale history." (applause from the crowd) "And we know at least part of that is because of you. So the senior class, offers its thanks, and gives you, uh, this."
Jonathan produces a multicolored, glittering, miniature umbrella with a small metal plaque attached to the shaft.
Jonathan: It's from all of us, and it has written here, "Buffy Summers, Class Protector."
The crowd breaks into sustained applause and cheering. Buffy walks to the stage and takes her award.
And now that I'm on the spot I can't come up with anything but I would love to hear what some of you have to say about some awesome conversing amoung our fav. characters!

In same time, same place:
Willow leans forward again, sighing, to begin meditating again.
BUFFY
I thought you were too tired.
WILLOW
It hurts too much not to try.
BUFFY
I'm sorry.
WILLOW
It just takes so much strength. I don't have that much.
BUFFY
I got so much strength, I'm giving it away.
WILLOW
Are you sure?
BUFFY
Will it help?
WILLOW
Much.
Buffy sits cross-legged in front of Willow and holds her hands. They meditate together.
BUFFY
Good.

Who are you?:
Tara: I am, you know.
Willow: What?
[Tara turns and looks up at Willow.]
Tara: Yours.

[Willow smiles.]
Prom:
Jonathan: We have one more award to give out. Is Buffy Summers here tonight? Did she, um...
The crowd turns and finds her. She looks nervous at the attention.
Jonathan: This is actually a new category. First time ever. I guess there were a lot of write-in ballots, and, um, the prom committee asked me to read this. "We're not good friends. Most of us never found the time to get to know you, but that doesn't mean we haven't noticed you. We don't talk about it much, but it's no secret that Sunnydale High isn't really like other high schools. A lot of weird stuff happens here."
Crowd outbursts: Zombies! Hyena people! Snyder! (laughter)
Jonathan: "But, whenever there was a problem or something creepy happened, you seemed to show up and stop it. Most of the people here have been saved by you, or helped by you at one time or another. We're proud to say that the Class of '99 has the lowest mortality rate of any graduating class in Sunnydale history." (applause from the crowd) "And we know at least part of that is because of you. So the senior class, offers its thanks, and gives you, uh, this."
Jonathan produces a multicolored, glittering, miniature umbrella with a small metal plaque attached to the shaft.
Jonathan: It's from all of us, and it has written here, "Buffy Summers, Class Protector."

The crowd breaks into sustained applause and cheering. Buffy walks to the stage and takes her award.
And now that I'm on the spot I can't come up with anything but I would love to hear what some of you have to say about some awesome conversing amoung our fav. characters!
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