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Hooray!
This is Lar.
This is the site that Lar built .
This is also the site that Lar built. As is this one and this one and this one.
Basically Lar is a fucking goddess on the HTML, and she’s really nice to the crazy people as well.
Example: I first met Lar through her work with Satan (Kassie) on The Trilogy, and I fangirled her like the fangirl even I can be. She didn’t put out a restraining order on me; she even encouraged me when I started putting out my chicken scratch. *shakes head in wonder* She’s created my blog, and quite a few versions of my LJ. She is responsible for housing and creating Dysfunctional, and she’s never asked for anything in return. Basically she’s a figment of my imagination, but a very giving one at that.
No matter what she always has time for me and my insanity, and I don’t know many people like that. Point in fact, I can probably count them on one hand.
I’m not known for being emotional or sentimental, but I adore Lar very very much, and today is her birthday, so I just wanted to say Happy Birthday, Larita. You’ve made me aless violent, less dangerous better person, and I will always appreciate you for that.
BtVS: Revisiting Faith
1.
She is not going to die today; it’s the first time in years that Faith actually believes this.
She used to wake up in the morning, tell herself that today wasn’t the day, and then fake it better than anyone could guess. Now she’s got this watcher and she doesn’t have to fake it anymore.
Bum mothers, absentee fathers, Faith never expected to make it to her fifteenth birthday, and now with her sixteenth year on the horizon she’s starting to think this life thing is pretty fucking cool. Sixteen might make it even better.
Besides, it’s not like she wants to die at the hooves of this fucked up vampire, or anybody else for that matter. Hell, she’s already beaten half the Roxbury odds on her own, and that was before. Now there’s a before and after, because Faith has got this watcher, Nicola, and Nicola is going to make everything better. Faith can just tell.
True, she’s has never believed in anybody. Never believed in anything, but Nicola can fight and she’s kicking Kakistos’ ass. Faith has to give her props, cos the girl is good, and also she’s kinda hot, but that’s for later, and this is right now.
Right now, Faith is getting school’d by her watcher – Kicking Ass 101 - and it’s an involved lesson. Faith is paying attention. She’s still blown away when Nicola kills the vampire with a penknife. That’s just so fucking cool, and Faith wants to learn that trick someday. Right now she’ll settle for getting the hell out of this alleyway and onto the tram for Logan, because they have a plane to catch.
Nicola has promised her a better life, in Seattle, and Faith has no reason not to go. True, she’s never been on a plane, but if Boston hasn’t killed her yet, flying should be five by five.
2.
The parole board think she’s unrepentant. The public defender tells her that if she doesn’t cooperate she’s never going to get out. The prison psychiatrist is a freak who spends more time talking about himself than listening to anyone else, and Faith is learning more about Star Wars than anybody has a right to know.
These things fill her time so she tolerates them.
It’s not as though she wants to get out. As long she’s inside she still has someone thinking about her and the sacrifice she made. She read somewhere that love is nothing but sacrifice though, so she thinks this is fitting.
The last time Buffy visited she begged Faith to tell the truth, to let her pay for her crimes, but Faith said no. Buffy does more good on the outside; she’d never make it on the inside anyway. She’s needed. Faith needs her, and one mistake shouldn’t cost Buffy everything.
It not as though Faith’s doing anything anyway.
In her eyes it doesn’t matter who killed Alan Finch as long as somebody does the time, and Faith’s willing to do the time, even if she didn’t commit the murder.
3.
Angela Maria Spinetti attends St. Agnes in Brookline, Massachusetts. It’s a good Catholic school for good Catholic girls, and the nuns don’t have to be strict because no girl would dare step out of line.
Angela is the child of fourth-generation Americans who raise their children to fear their parents, non-Italians and God. Angela only knows others like her, and all her friends are just like her: good girls who all dress alike and think alike. They visit each other’s houses after school, and watch the same television programs. They have grown up together. They are all the same.
There is no difference.
These are girls who will not attend college, but spend a great amount of time learning how to create the perfect marinara sauce and how to make pasta from scratch. At school they are taught to exercise their minds over their bodies. Excessive physicality is frowned upon, which is why Angela does not play any sports even though she thinks she’d be really good at them. Instead she practices her catechism just like all the other girls.
Occasionally Angela thinks about being a nun when she gets older, but even at fifteen her mother is making noises about her getting married and what a huge ceremony it will be. Her mother is a good Catholic, but she doesn’t quite have as much faith as Angela does. Of course Angela would never say something like that to anyone, but Angela has seen things in her dreams. She knows that God is talking to her.
Angela knows that God is warning her away from wantonness with dreams of painted women and demons. This is why Angela doesn’t tell her mother about the dreams. This is why she doesn’t talk about them at confession either. Angela is a good Catholic. She doesn’t want anyone to think she’s different.
Being different is bad.
4.
She’s never wanted children. Never wanted to be married either, but somewhere along the line Faith changed her mind. She thinks it might’ve been around the time that Robin Wood walked onto the porch at Revello Drive.
Faith’s never been in love before either, but things are always changing.
Things always change.
People die while others live. Some work through their grief, while some remain in the past. Sometimes there’s more than one slayer. Faith’s used to change. After all it’s been six years since she met Robin, and while the world is still round it’s changed enough to be square.
Faith might be the only Slayer in history to be on the PTA. She’s certainly the only mother with 317 children under the age of ten, but that’s what she gets for marrying the principal of an elementary school.
It’s certainly not the life she’d planned for herself, but it’s the one she’s got.
She wouldn’t change it for anything.
This is the site that Lar built .
This is also the site that Lar built. As is this one and this one and this one.
Basically Lar is a fucking goddess on the HTML, and she’s really nice to the crazy people as well.
Example: I first met Lar through her work with Satan (Kassie) on The Trilogy, and I fangirled her like the fangirl even I can be. She didn’t put out a restraining order on me; she even encouraged me when I started putting out my chicken scratch. *shakes head in wonder* She’s created my blog, and quite a few versions of my LJ. She is responsible for housing and creating Dysfunctional, and she’s never asked for anything in return. Basically she’s a figment of my imagination, but a very giving one at that.
No matter what she always has time for me and my insanity, and I don’t know many people like that. Point in fact, I can probably count them on one hand.
I’m not known for being emotional or sentimental, but I adore Lar very very much, and today is her birthday, so I just wanted to say Happy Birthday, Larita. You’ve made me a
BtVS: Revisiting Faith
1.
She is not going to die today; it’s the first time in years that Faith actually believes this.
She used to wake up in the morning, tell herself that today wasn’t the day, and then fake it better than anyone could guess. Now she’s got this watcher and she doesn’t have to fake it anymore.
Bum mothers, absentee fathers, Faith never expected to make it to her fifteenth birthday, and now with her sixteenth year on the horizon she’s starting to think this life thing is pretty fucking cool. Sixteen might make it even better.
Besides, it’s not like she wants to die at the hooves of this fucked up vampire, or anybody else for that matter. Hell, she’s already beaten half the Roxbury odds on her own, and that was before. Now there’s a before and after, because Faith has got this watcher, Nicola, and Nicola is going to make everything better. Faith can just tell.
True, she’s has never believed in anybody. Never believed in anything, but Nicola can fight and she’s kicking Kakistos’ ass. Faith has to give her props, cos the girl is good, and also she’s kinda hot, but that’s for later, and this is right now.
Right now, Faith is getting school’d by her watcher – Kicking Ass 101 - and it’s an involved lesson. Faith is paying attention. She’s still blown away when Nicola kills the vampire with a penknife. That’s just so fucking cool, and Faith wants to learn that trick someday. Right now she’ll settle for getting the hell out of this alleyway and onto the tram for Logan, because they have a plane to catch.
Nicola has promised her a better life, in Seattle, and Faith has no reason not to go. True, she’s never been on a plane, but if Boston hasn’t killed her yet, flying should be five by five.
2.
The parole board think she’s unrepentant. The public defender tells her that if she doesn’t cooperate she’s never going to get out. The prison psychiatrist is a freak who spends more time talking about himself than listening to anyone else, and Faith is learning more about Star Wars than anybody has a right to know.
These things fill her time so she tolerates them.
It’s not as though she wants to get out. As long she’s inside she still has someone thinking about her and the sacrifice she made. She read somewhere that love is nothing but sacrifice though, so she thinks this is fitting.
The last time Buffy visited she begged Faith to tell the truth, to let her pay for her crimes, but Faith said no. Buffy does more good on the outside; she’d never make it on the inside anyway. She’s needed. Faith needs her, and one mistake shouldn’t cost Buffy everything.
It not as though Faith’s doing anything anyway.
In her eyes it doesn’t matter who killed Alan Finch as long as somebody does the time, and Faith’s willing to do the time, even if she didn’t commit the murder.
3.
Angela Maria Spinetti attends St. Agnes in Brookline, Massachusetts. It’s a good Catholic school for good Catholic girls, and the nuns don’t have to be strict because no girl would dare step out of line.
Angela is the child of fourth-generation Americans who raise their children to fear their parents, non-Italians and God. Angela only knows others like her, and all her friends are just like her: good girls who all dress alike and think alike. They visit each other’s houses after school, and watch the same television programs. They have grown up together. They are all the same.
There is no difference.
These are girls who will not attend college, but spend a great amount of time learning how to create the perfect marinara sauce and how to make pasta from scratch. At school they are taught to exercise their minds over their bodies. Excessive physicality is frowned upon, which is why Angela does not play any sports even though she thinks she’d be really good at them. Instead she practices her catechism just like all the other girls.
Occasionally Angela thinks about being a nun when she gets older, but even at fifteen her mother is making noises about her getting married and what a huge ceremony it will be. Her mother is a good Catholic, but she doesn’t quite have as much faith as Angela does. Of course Angela would never say something like that to anyone, but Angela has seen things in her dreams. She knows that God is talking to her.
Angela knows that God is warning her away from wantonness with dreams of painted women and demons. This is why Angela doesn’t tell her mother about the dreams. This is why she doesn’t talk about them at confession either. Angela is a good Catholic. She doesn’t want anyone to think she’s different.
Being different is bad.
4.
She’s never wanted children. Never wanted to be married either, but somewhere along the line Faith changed her mind. She thinks it might’ve been around the time that Robin Wood walked onto the porch at Revello Drive.
Faith’s never been in love before either, but things are always changing.
Things always change.
People die while others live. Some work through their grief, while some remain in the past. Sometimes there’s more than one slayer. Faith’s used to change. After all it’s been six years since she met Robin, and while the world is still round it’s changed enough to be square.
Faith might be the only Slayer in history to be on the PTA. She’s certainly the only mother with 317 children under the age of ten, but that’s what she gets for marrying the principal of an elementary school.
It’s certainly not the life she’d planned for herself, but it’s the one she’s got.
She wouldn’t change it for anything.
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Lar is a goddess.
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Please let Faith have this because she deserves it. She earned it. I know this is true because Zahra said so.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. Why oh why did you have to leave the Buffyverse?
Oh yeah, because you needed to be brilliant in every other fandom as well. Damn.
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Please let Faith have this because she deserves it. She earned it. I know this is true because Zahra said so.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. Why oh why did you have to leave the Buffyverse?
Oh yeah, because you needed to be brilliant in every other fandom as well. Damn.
{{{hugs}}} Happy Birthday, baby! Oh, and really isn't it about time that Faith got some love? C'mon, Robin and Faith look hot together, plus they'd have some badass kids. Work with us, PTB, it's Lar's Birthday!
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