o3 ✘ dean winchester ✘ video

[saltline]

[ Feed flickers on and Dean's...more or less set himself up in his bar. Regardless of what is going on with his brother, it's his headquarters. The hunter was more worried about what was going on with Sam than anything else. Than getting out of this place because...unlike everyone else, he still wasn't giving a damn if anyone got home. He did not want to be kicked back to Purgatory. The warm bed was good enough to keep him happy. He shuffled around as he tossed a couple more empty bottles into the trash before looking down at the communicator. ] So...I'm guessing that box didn't get us home but it did give us a giant smurf. Anybody deal with that yet? Or...you know, did you let it continue it's rampage? Everyone alright? Still alive but emotionally traumatized?

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[goodluckkobra]

So do lasers, dumbass. I would know, too. Hurts like a bitch and then you're dead.

[saltline]

Same with bullets. Let's just say they both incite violence and bloodshed and leave it at that.

[ He shrugs a bit. ]

Wait...did you kick it too?

[ Private ]

[goodluckkobra]

At least twice to my knowledge. Not fun. Watched my brother die, too, but don't mention any of it to him.

[ Private ]

[saltline]

I know exactly how that is then, man. I've seen my brother die twice. I don't really want to know how many times he watched me die. Don't worry, your secret dies with me.

[ Private ]

[goodluckkobra]

Oh, I don't care who knows. Lyds and Dan already know. It's just that Party's a little... unstable sometimes. I don't want anyone getting attacked for saying the wrong thing.

[ Private ]

[saltline]

[ ...Well, Dean understand unstable brothers. ] Won't they get attacked anyway? Your brother's the dude with the red hair right?

[ The one that weirded him out when he posted the video so Dean decided...not to engage openly crazy. ]

[ Private ]

[goodluckkobra]

Yeah, Party. They, uh... I can't promise they won't. [He shrugs.] Dickbreath threatened to stab me when he got here. Dunno what he was going to stab me with, the dumbass. He probably does have a knife now, though, so don't tell him that I've died or that you're better friends with me than him. That makes him kinda pissed.

You know, just don't talk to him about me or... anything. Music might be safe.