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crumble the weetabix in the blood: vices and creature comforts
"Spike," he says patiently, "I don't eat." "I don't see why the hell not." "I'm a vampire. There wouldn't be much point." "It's fun! It tastes good! That's the FUN!!!" I peek into the refrigerator. I need pretzels. You can't get plastered without eating pretzels. It's a rule. Well, it's *my* rule, anyway. "You do remember fun, don't you, Peaches?" I peer into desolate, chilly shelves. Six bags of blood and a bag of ice. "You certainly don't remember pretzels, at any rate." Donna and others, "Days of Our Unlives" Most vampires don't seem to have a lot of vices outside blood- why so many for Spike? It could suggest a lingering sense of humanity, or simply a tendency to become bored. There's a certain hedonism about his character; if it's not fun, he doesn't bother. Here's a list of things that Spike looks towards to keep himself amused. >>alcohol
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