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♠ second dream | day 93 | video ♦
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plagiary[ There's only so much exploration a man can do before he either gets eaten by a mechanical bear, or uses up one of his own precious bullets by shooting himself. So when the feed starts he seems agitated, a poker chip being flipped up into the air by his free hand and then caught again. ]
So I've learnt a lot since I first arrived. I know we have clubs and town halls and all manner of ... ne'er do well people lurking on the horizon. I've seen wolves and heard about the sea monster and watched the lot of you panic like headless chickens the minute your beauty sleep was invaded. I've gathered enough information for a bloody lonely planet guide and yet -.
[ The poker chip goes into the air again, the gold edges catching on the evening light from the window behind him. ] And yet I haven't the faintest clue what you do for fun. I've been here twelve days - almost a fortnight - and the opportunity to crack a smile is so rare I feel we all require some form of narcotic. [ If Arthur were here he'd fit right in. Eames likes to imagine that by now he'd be wearing a bear skin suit and ordering him around. Perhaps he shouldn't think about Arthur and sumptuous fur, actually. That way danger lies. ]
Please tell me there's something you're all hiding. Even if it is narcotics.
So I've learnt a lot since I first arrived. I know we have clubs and town halls and all manner of ... ne'er do well people lurking on the horizon. I've seen wolves and heard about the sea monster and watched the lot of you panic like headless chickens the minute your beauty sleep was invaded. I've gathered enough information for a bloody lonely planet guide and yet -.
[ The poker chip goes into the air again, the gold edges catching on the evening light from the window behind him. ] And yet I haven't the faintest clue what you do for fun. I've been here twelve days - almost a fortnight - and the opportunity to crack a smile is so rare I feel we all require some form of narcotic. [ If Arthur were here he'd fit right in. Eames likes to imagine that by now he'd be wearing a bear skin suit and ordering him around. Perhaps he shouldn't think about Arthur and sumptuous fur, actually. That way danger lies. ]
Please tell me there's something you're all hiding. Even if it is narcotics.
02 - [video] - day 91
Jul. 15th, 2013 05:03 pmaucellaHello...uh...everyone.
[She was a lot more dirty and bloody the last time she popped up but now she looks cleaner, more calm and her wounds are all either bandaged or stitched up thanks to the clinic and its supplies. She doesn't look like she's going to start singing and dancing but Lara isn't snarling at the screen anymore so...there's that.]
To those that intercepted my first call...I would like to apologize for my -- behavior when I arrived. I wasn't in possession of all my faculties I guess and I'm sorry if I was...less than civil.
[She's figured out that everyone's just as trapped as she is. No reason to distrust these people unless they show evidence of being a crazy mob. This place might not be Yamatai but it could certainly become it.]
I've uh, decided to join the hunting group. If there's anyone who could use a partner or anyone who could show me which spots are best for picking off dinner...I'd be grateful.
[She's just about to turn the feed off, go back to trying to get some sleep (and failing) when she changes her mind. Screw sleeping.]
There are some people I need to say goodbye to, is there a bar around here?
[She was a lot more dirty and bloody the last time she popped up but now she looks cleaner, more calm and her wounds are all either bandaged or stitched up thanks to the clinic and its supplies. She doesn't look like she's going to start singing and dancing but Lara isn't snarling at the screen anymore so...there's that.]
To those that intercepted my first call...I would like to apologize for my -- behavior when I arrived. I wasn't in possession of all my faculties I guess and I'm sorry if I was...less than civil.
[She's figured out that everyone's just as trapped as she is. No reason to distrust these people unless they show evidence of being a crazy mob. This place might not be Yamatai but it could certainly become it.]
I've uh, decided to join the hunting group. If there's anyone who could use a partner or anyone who could show me which spots are best for picking off dinner...I'd be grateful.
[She's just about to turn the feed off, go back to trying to get some sleep (and failing) when she changes her mind. Screw sleeping.]
There are some people I need to say goodbye to, is there a bar around here?
Dean Winchester | 005 | Day 90
Jul. 13th, 2013 12:11 amvenaticalEvening, Cape Kore. Sleep well? [ He's doing his creeper grin and spooky voice and making fun of the dream thing, which seems to have stopped for the moment, but that doesn't mean it still doesn't severely irritate him that he never could get a handle on whatever was going on. ]
Thought you should know that now that we have all this free time, what with not skipping around each other's dreams or that weird city that wasn't actually made out of candy [ bummer ], you can go check out the diner. The project's wrapped. Everyone did a hell of a job, even sleep deprived, so thanks.
Hunting/Fishing? Farming? You wanna tap someone or a couple someones to set up some communal cooking? Figure it makes sense to put all our eggs in one basket in this case. [ Ha. ]
Private to Kenzi:
You shoot your eye out yet, kid? [ He's smiling though. ] I'd step up, but kinda got my hands full with the other two. You get any other bites?
[ OOC: prime party time?? Dean's not an event planner, so if anyone wants in on this party train... ]
Thought you should know that now that we have all this free time, what with not skipping around each other's dreams or that weird city that wasn't actually made out of candy [ bummer ], you can go check out the diner. The project's wrapped. Everyone did a hell of a job, even sleep deprived, so thanks.
Hunting/Fishing? Farming? You wanna tap someone or a couple someones to set up some communal cooking? Figure it makes sense to put all our eggs in one basket in this case. [ Ha. ]
Private to Kenzi:
You shoot your eye out yet, kid? [ He's smiling though. ] I'd step up, but kinda got my hands full with the other two. You get any other bites?
[ OOC: prime party time?? Dean's not an event planner, so if anyone wants in on this party train... ]
Kenzi || Day 88 || Video
Jul. 5th, 2013 10:28 pmonteamdyson Sooooo ... Unless she joined the witness protection program or something, Ruby's kinda missing. Haven't even invaded any of her dreams, qu'est-ce que le hell? And I mean, like I'm seriously worried about her and shit, but-- Fuck it. We gotta eat.
Hey, all my hunting peeps! Hi! How ya doin'. My name is Kenzi, I'll be your wildlife murdering consultant from now on. This shit is gonna get organised and we are gonna go out there and shoot stuff and then bring it home and then eat it! Who's with me? Not... not now. I'm just saying. If no one else is gonna step up, I can totally do this. So who's metaphorically with me?
[Private to Jesse Pinkman]
So you're totes coming over for dinner, dude. Not a question. You better get your ass over here later, I'm serious.
Hey, all my hunting peeps! Hi! How ya doin'. My name is Kenzi, I'll be your wildlife murdering consultant from now on. This shit is gonna get organised and we are gonna go out there and shoot stuff and then bring it home and then eat it! Who's with me? Not... not now. I'm just saying. If no one else is gonna step up, I can totally do this. So who's metaphorically with me?
[Private to Jesse Pinkman]
So you're totes coming over for dinner, dude. Not a question. You better get your ass over here later, I'm serious.
001 » video » day 85
Jun. 26th, 2013 09:54 pmintraining[ when the video comes on, it's on accident, and there's a moment there where the feed shakes around a bit before it jerks - almost as if someone hit it, before it tilts back to a head full of red hair and a very unamused look. ]
Not sure on what planet these kinds of kidnapping-and-drugging shenanigans are even legal, but hey, I can take a joke. You did a great job setting this up, but genre clash? Doesn't start till next month. And this whole Silent Hill thing - what did you call it, Cape Kore? - while really cool and thought out and overall A plus for effort, still not okay. Not a game, here! [ and wow, okay, flashback. why are there so many weirdos who take this game too seriously? she's really done getting kidnapped, and there's no hot fairy here. so immediate negative points. ]
The wrist communicator is really cool. Feeling a little Might Morphin, just without the ti kwan do or spandex suits. Not that I want the suits, but just, if you're going to go half-way might as well go the full way. Go big or go home. Right? [ and at this point she's just kind of babbling. someone's starting to feel really, really nervous. ] I'm serious, guys. Not funny. I just- home? Yeah? Please?
[ there's a moment where she bites her lower lip, looking off and around her - seeing only a cape and a lighthouse and totally unable to drop that 'Big Brother is Watching' feeling creeping down the back of her neck. after the moment is over, she closes her eyes, as if she's finally convincing her to say something she'd been worried about saying.
and, with her eyes closed (though her left does peek open to the camera), she continues. while she is secretly hoping no one answers this last bit because that would not be good. really really not good. ]
And Sam and Dean, if you two are here...help?
Not sure on what planet these kinds of kidnapping-and-drugging shenanigans are even legal, but hey, I can take a joke. You did a great job setting this up, but genre clash? Doesn't start till next month. And this whole Silent Hill thing - what did you call it, Cape Kore? - while really cool and thought out and overall A plus for effort, still not okay. Not a game, here! [ and wow, okay, flashback. why are there so many weirdos who take this game too seriously? she's really done getting kidnapped, and there's no hot fairy here. so immediate negative points. ]
The wrist communicator is really cool. Feeling a little Might Morphin, just without the ti kwan do or spandex suits. Not that I want the suits, but just, if you're going to go half-way might as well go the full way. Go big or go home. Right? [ and at this point she's just kind of babbling. someone's starting to feel really, really nervous. ] I'm serious, guys. Not funny. I just- home? Yeah? Please?
[ there's a moment where she bites her lower lip, looking off and around her - seeing only a cape and a lighthouse and totally unable to drop that 'Big Brother is Watching' feeling creeping down the back of her neck. after the moment is over, she closes her eyes, as if she's finally convincing her to say something she'd been worried about saying.
and, with her eyes closed (though her left does peek open to the camera), she continues. while she is secretly hoping no one answers this last bit because that would not be good. really really not good. ]
And Sam and Dean, if you two are here...help?
2nd Drink | Video | Day 85
Jun. 25th, 2013 05:38 pmjustrunsasaloon[Ellen's kicking back in the bar. She looks relaxed, considering the dream shenanigans going on. She sips coffee - or something that looks like coffee - out of a mug in her hand.]
I need some volunteers. Prefer people I know aren't going to go blind easily.
[She sips her mug again.]
Cas, if you wanna step up, I'll trust you.
First batch out of the still is ready. Who's up for being a guinea pig?
I need some volunteers. Prefer people I know aren't going to go blind easily.
[She sips her mug again.]
Cas, if you wanna step up, I'll trust you.
First batch out of the still is ready. Who's up for being a guinea pig?
001 | Day 84 | Video | Alec McDowell
Jun. 24th, 2013 08:47 pmmonticoraCape Kore huh? [ There's a very confused looking man on the screen now. He's trying to wrap his head around how he went from the safety of Terminal City to this place. This wasn't home and it certainly wasn't post pulse Seattle either. This was somewhere else. Some place new. Maybe he got dropped somewhere else. Maybe this was Ames White's handiwork. Herding a bunch of Transgenic's into some happy space and then watching them scramble for an exit? He was sick enough to think that was entertainment right? Alec was just hoping they didn't grab Max.
He's already started moving. He's pushed the bullet wound in his shoulder to the back of his mind for now. The bandaging under his leather jacket is holding at the moment. He's sure he'll be fine, but he'd rather not test the limits just yet. He's looking back at the device on his wrist again. ] I don't mean to interrupt your regular scheduled programming, but if anyone wants to point me in the direction of a bottle of Jack I'd appreciate it. [ Right now alcohol is what he wants. Mole promised to give him something strong before he went to cutting the bullet from his shoulder. He's going to make someone make the promise come true. ] I wouldn't say no to some company either.
He's already started moving. He's pushed the bullet wound in his shoulder to the back of his mind for now. The bandaging under his leather jacket is holding at the moment. He's sure he'll be fine, but he'd rather not test the limits just yet. He's looking back at the device on his wrist again. ] I don't mean to interrupt your regular scheduled programming, but if anyone wants to point me in the direction of a bottle of Jack I'd appreciate it. [ Right now alcohol is what he wants. Mole promised to give him something strong before he went to cutting the bullet from his shoulder. He's going to make someone make the promise come true. ] I wouldn't say no to some company either.
Dean Winchester | 004 | video late Day 84
Jun. 22nd, 2013 03:40 pmvenaticalHow do I get in touch with Mr. Sandman to tell him to get out of my freaking head?
[ Good evening, Cape Kore. Dean's been talking to some of his housemates and has put enough together to know that something weird's going on in Dreamland. ]
Whoever's snorting the dream dust, knock it off. And none of you are invited to my head, so keep out.
[ Running around in Charlie's dreams not too long ago was too much like what's going on now, though one weird thing sticks out. Well, weirder. ]
Whose fault is that city made out of rock candy? [ Or crystals. ] Can't you dream up people with faces next time?
[ Good evening, Cape Kore. Dean's been talking to some of his housemates and has put enough together to know that something weird's going on in Dreamland. ]
Whoever's snorting the dream dust, knock it off. And none of you are invited to my head, so keep out.
[ Running around in Charlie's dreams not too long ago was too much like what's going on now, though one weird thing sticks out. Well, weirder. ]
Whose fault is that city made out of rock candy? [ Or crystals. ] Can't you dream up people with faces next time?
♠ first dream | day 81 | video ♦
Jun. 16th, 2013 12:16 pmplagiary[ The face that swims into view on the screen is at once amused, suspicious, and carefully constructed to show only the barest and mildest emotion. He's handsome in an unconventional way, rough around the edges but keen eyes curious. When he speaks, his voice is thick with a British accent ( at once posh and then not so much, as though he can't decide ), warm and begrudgingly impressed. ]
Hullo Cape Kore. Nice little place you've got here, innit? I mean it's all rather retro. [ Tapping the face of his new wrist adornment. ] I'm not saying that's bad per say, I just know a fellow who'd just go straight to palpitations if he saw the eighties were calling. [ Gaze flicking to the sun in the sky. Arthur had put him under, Arthur had been in control. Arthur never cocks up, so what the hell is this? ]
I've heard the lovely message that's been left for me. Not many people are able to kidnap me without my knowledge, someone’s got some rather astonishing skills. [ A smile that is at once sweet and sharp. No point in frightening off any locals that are actually helpful. No point making himself seem vulnerable if they aren't. He's not sure who's projections these are, let alone which dream. It certainly isn't his. ] I’d love to be pointed in the right direction though, be able to show my appreciation of a job well done. Can't find a single needle mark on me.
[ For those not in the know of terrible crime, that would tell him he's been drugged. ] Any takers? Though make it quick, eh? I've got a plane to catch.
Hullo Cape Kore. Nice little place you've got here, innit? I mean it's all rather retro. [ Tapping the face of his new wrist adornment. ] I'm not saying that's bad per say, I just know a fellow who'd just go straight to palpitations if he saw the eighties were calling. [ Gaze flicking to the sun in the sky. Arthur had put him under, Arthur had been in control. Arthur never cocks up, so what the hell is this? ]
I've heard the lovely message that's been left for me. Not many people are able to kidnap me without my knowledge, someone’s got some rather astonishing skills. [ A smile that is at once sweet and sharp. No point in frightening off any locals that are actually helpful. No point making himself seem vulnerable if they aren't. He's not sure who's projections these are, let alone which dream. It certainly isn't his. ] I’d love to be pointed in the right direction though, be able to show my appreciation of a job well done. Can't find a single needle mark on me.
[ For those not in the know of terrible crime, that would tell him he's been drugged. ] Any takers? Though make it quick, eh? I've got a plane to catch.
lightgunhustler[The young woman peering into the camera looks more than a little worse for wear, her lower lip split open and the side of her face streaked with dried blood. She rakes her hair away from her face, revealing a long but shallow cut on her forehead, no doubt responsible for at least some of the blood, though there's too much for that to be her only injury.
She rubs the heel of her hand against her eye, grimacing as she sets her jaw, giving a quick, anxious glance over her right shoulder before turning her attention back to the video feed.]
Whatever's going on, I'm not laughing. If there's anyone out there who can offer an explanation, I'm all ears.
[A communication device meant that someone had to be out there listening, didn't it? Honestly, she doubts anyone thinks this is some kind of joke. She's pretty sure she hadn't made it out of that hardware store alive. So what the hell was this?
It wasn't like any afterlife she'd ever imagined.
She looks hesitant, biting at her lower lip for a moment before speaking again.]
Mom? Sam, Dean?
[They'd been there. They couldn't have gotten far before -- well. Before this. It was worth asking, wasn't it? Whatever was going on, she'd feel a lot better knowing they were in this together. Or maybe it really was some kind of run-down afterlife. Maybe she really was alone.
God. She hoped not.]
She rubs the heel of her hand against her eye, grimacing as she sets her jaw, giving a quick, anxious glance over her right shoulder before turning her attention back to the video feed.]
Whatever's going on, I'm not laughing. If there's anyone out there who can offer an explanation, I'm all ears.
[A communication device meant that someone had to be out there listening, didn't it? Honestly, she doubts anyone thinks this is some kind of joke. She's pretty sure she hadn't made it out of that hardware store alive. So what the hell was this?
It wasn't like any afterlife she'd ever imagined.
She looks hesitant, biting at her lower lip for a moment before speaking again.]
Mom? Sam, Dean?
[They'd been there. They couldn't have gotten far before -- well. Before this. It was worth asking, wasn't it? Whatever was going on, she'd feel a lot better knowing they were in this together. Or maybe it really was some kind of run-down afterlife. Maybe she really was alone.
God. She hoped not.]
Dean Winchester | 003 | Day 73
May. 20th, 2013 10:18 pmvenatical[ If Dean looks a little worse for the wear, he doesn't care. No, really. He doesn't care so much that he's here and doing his job as a co-leader of the building crew, so there, take that, Raphael and Gabriel.
It's vaguely uncomfortable speaking to everyone like this, but Dean wants to get this project moving. He clearly needs something to keep him busy other than antagonizing angels. ]
Okay. So, this place is a miserable dump, but I figure if we try to rebuild the diner as much as we can, we can be miserable while eating pie in a slightly less dumpy dump. Every town has to have a greasy spoon, right? Bar's great and all, but where do you go for 3 am drunk food?
[ He slides over his notes and glances over them. ]
Tony, Erik, and me'll head up the construction team. Tony's gonna put together some blueprints for the structure. I've got... Jubilee, Meyer -- [ Heh. He glances up at the camera. At least Meyer didn't get his revenge by attacking Dean in the woods with cartoon creatures. ] -- Lansky, and Wallie Smith. But we're going to need to do a lot of cleanup before we can really tackle the rebuilding, so we could use some more hands. I'm talking clearing out the rubble, sweeping up glass, making it a halfway safe work space before we start going in there and seeing what's left to work with.
Speaking of stuff to work with, there're some garages around town. If you just want to scavenge your houses and sheds or whatever and donate whatever tools you find and don't want, that'll help.
Eventually whenever we get this thing up, we can talk about stocking it. I'll leave it up to the hunting/fishing and the farming crews to help there. If people want to cook there for people, that'll work too.
Talk to me, Erik, or Tony if you wanna get in on this. Let's field of dreams this mother.
It's vaguely uncomfortable speaking to everyone like this, but Dean wants to get this project moving. He clearly needs something to keep him busy other than antagonizing angels. ]
Okay. So, this place is a miserable dump, but I figure if we try to rebuild the diner as much as we can, we can be miserable while eating pie in a slightly less dumpy dump. Every town has to have a greasy spoon, right? Bar's great and all, but where do you go for 3 am drunk food?
[ He slides over his notes and glances over them. ]
Tony, Erik, and me'll head up the construction team. Tony's gonna put together some blueprints for the structure. I've got... Jubilee, Meyer -- [ Heh. He glances up at the camera. At least Meyer didn't get his revenge by attacking Dean in the woods with cartoon creatures. ] -- Lansky, and Wallie Smith. But we're going to need to do a lot of cleanup before we can really tackle the rebuilding, so we could use some more hands. I'm talking clearing out the rubble, sweeping up glass, making it a halfway safe work space before we start going in there and seeing what's left to work with.
Speaking of stuff to work with, there're some garages around town. If you just want to scavenge your houses and sheds or whatever and donate whatever tools you find and don't want, that'll help.
Eventually whenever we get this thing up, we can talk about stocking it. I'll leave it up to the hunting/fishing and the farming crews to help there. If people want to cook there for people, that'll work too.
Talk to me, Erik, or Tony if you wanna get in on this. Let's field of dreams this mother.
Raphael | 002 | Video | Day 71
May. 17th, 2013 02:03 amservingmichael[ Raphael's post comes at near nine pm. He's sitting, not that the small camera gives much of that, but he's on the walkway at the top of the lighthouse. ]
My brother Lucifer is missing. If you think you are the last one who spoke with him, speak up.
[ His voice is cold and commanding. ]
Anna Milton is also missing, although that alarm has already been raised. That's two from my world. So those from it, pipe up. Dean I assume you are still hiding in your little attic, but if I need to come over to confirm it, I will.
[ The rest is locked to all the angelsibs. ]
Castiel, I would imagine you want to keep to your household, with Meg and Dean.
[ Why he didn't know. ]
But keep an ear open. I will come looking for you if I don't hear from you. The rest of you - House 11 is Gabriel's. I expect everyone there.
My brother Lucifer is missing. If you think you are the last one who spoke with him, speak up.
[ His voice is cold and commanding. ]
Anna Milton is also missing, although that alarm has already been raised. That's two from my world. So those from it, pipe up. Dean I assume you are still hiding in your little attic, but if I need to come over to confirm it, I will.
[ The rest is locked to all the angelsibs. ]
Castiel, I would imagine you want to keep to your household, with Meg and Dean.
[ Why he didn't know. ]
But keep an ear open. I will come looking for you if I don't hear from you. The rest of you - House 11 is Gabriel's. I expect everyone there.
Memory 1 || Audio || Day 71
May. 14th, 2013 08:00 amtheservant[The audio recording begins with a cough. It’s lucky Mordion hasn’t turned the video component on, because the device on his wrist is being treated with a very close investigation, and he’d rather not subject anyone to that thank you. He’s not convinced this isn’t still The Bannus, but why it’s changing the scenario now is beyond him. Better to be safe.]
Good day. I am searching for a small number of people and would appreciate any assistance finding them again.
A petite young women. Darkish skin, curly hair. Last seen in a blue gown with headdress.
A teenage boy, on the tall side, wearing leather armour and perhaps carrying a sword.
An old-model Yamaha robot, series nine. Silver, but with extensive repair. I tried my best to maintain his integrity as an antique model, but I was working with limited supplies. Answers to the name ‘Yam’.
Vierann, Hume, Yam, if any of you are listening I do appreciate not being kept in the dark.
Thank you.
[He disconnects.]
Good day. I am searching for a small number of people and would appreciate any assistance finding them again.
A petite young women. Darkish skin, curly hair. Last seen in a blue gown with headdress.
A teenage boy, on the tall side, wearing leather armour and perhaps carrying a sword.
An old-model Yamaha robot, series nine. Silver, but with extensive repair. I tried my best to maintain his integrity as an antique model, but I was working with limited supplies. Answers to the name ‘Yam’.
Vierann, Hume, Yam, if any of you are listening I do appreciate not being kept in the dark.
Thank you.
[He disconnects.]
noblexcompanion[ Donna looks worried. That's never generally a good sign. ]
Has anyone seen my roomie lately? About 5'8 or 5'9, posh accent, wears a suit, goes by the name Crowley?
[ He's pretty good at avoiding her, but there's usually some sign that he's been around the house. And she's worrying about him. ]
Has anyone seen my roomie lately? About 5'8 or 5'9, posh accent, wears a suit, goes by the name Crowley?
[ He's pretty good at avoiding her, but there's usually some sign that he's been around the house. And she's worrying about him. ]
primogen_vampirate[Mina's sitting at a desk of some kind, leaned back, feet propped up and crossed at the ankles. She has a relaxed air, despite putting ample amounts of willpower into ensuring that her image comes through on the feed.
For a moment, she plays with the earring in her right ear (she doesn't wear on in the left), her tongue running over the tips of her teeth.]
Well. Now that we've made it through this sensational ordeal of seeing life through each other's eyes, embracing our differences, and coming together with a good, old-fashioned sense of community. Or whatever it is we did. I suppose now is as good a time as any to inform you all that I am, in fact, a vampire.
Yes. I am a legally certified doctor.
No. I don't feed off of my patients.
Yes. I do drink blood.
No. I don't want yours.
[A pause.]
And no. I don't sparkle.
If any of you have some sort of problem with this, you're welcome to come over to House 18 and kill me. It would certainly relieve the monotony of life. And it seems you have no need for a spare doctor around here. Otherwise, goodnight and do have a pleasant tomorrow.
For a moment, she plays with the earring in her right ear (she doesn't wear on in the left), her tongue running over the tips of her teeth.]
Well. Now that we've made it through this sensational ordeal of seeing life through each other's eyes, embracing our differences, and coming together with a good, old-fashioned sense of community. Or whatever it is we did. I suppose now is as good a time as any to inform you all that I am, in fact, a vampire.
Yes. I am a legally certified doctor.
No. I don't feed off of my patients.
Yes. I do drink blood.
No. I don't want yours.
[A pause.]
And no. I don't sparkle.
If any of you have some sort of problem with this, you're welcome to come over to House 18 and kill me. It would certainly relieve the monotony of life. And it seems you have no need for a spare doctor around here. Otherwise, goodnight and do have a pleasant tomorrow.
003 | Video | Day 64
Apr. 24th, 2013 10:32 pmtryingitallI feel I owe some apologies around town, and also some gratitude. So, thank you to everyone who didn't kill me, and if I've left toothmarks anywhere on your person, please let me know and I'll...I don't know. I'll make you a fruit basket.
[No, he won't. He can't make fruit. But it's the thought the counts.]
Also, I seem to recall snapping at someone over the network while she was bleeding out. I'm not going to apologize for that, but I'll feel guilty if she's died. Anyone heard from an Ellen?
[No, he won't. He can't make fruit. But it's the thought the counts.]
Also, I seem to recall snapping at someone over the network while she was bleeding out. I'm not going to apologize for that, but I'll feel guilty if she's died. Anyone heard from an Ellen?
Dean Winchester | 002 | Video | Day 64
Apr. 24th, 2013 01:24 pmvenatical[ Dean thought long and hard before he decided to do this, and even now he's not sure he should; half the people he remembers doing things to basically deserved it, but Chuck didn't, and that vampire guy with the rice didn't, and Cas... He's trying not to think about what he did to Cas. It's better that way. He's freaked that the whole trickster vibe went to his head the way it did, and he's freaked how quickly he settled right into it. The saddest, most pathetic freaking thing about it is that he can't remember being that happy in a long time.
Apologies aren't really... things... he likes to do, so he's not going to issue a general one. He's had a whole night to feel sick to his stomach, and he's spent most of today putting alcohol into that stomach, and now he's bolstered enough to sort of kind of vaguely dance around the idea that he's maybe kind of sorry for what he did.
He's sitting in the bar, and he reaches to pick up his beer again as he looks down into the feed. ]
Uh, so I'm guessing...
Everyone still here's back to normal now, huh? No more Freaky Friday?
[OOC: Still going to be glacially slow, but my slowness doesn't mean Dean can dodge IC consequences! ]
Apologies aren't really... things... he likes to do, so he's not going to issue a general one. He's had a whole night to feel sick to his stomach, and he's spent most of today putting alcohol into that stomach, and now he's bolstered enough to sort of kind of vaguely dance around the idea that he's maybe kind of sorry for what he did.
He's sitting in the bar, and he reaches to pick up his beer again as he looks down into the feed. ]
Uh, so I'm guessing...
Everyone still here's back to normal now, huh? No more Freaky Friday?
[OOC: Still going to be glacially slow, but my slowness doesn't mean Dean can dodge IC consequences! ]
002 | Chuck Shurley | Audio and Video
Apr. 16th, 2013 11:45 amgodsprophet--ly shit!
[ The video (which was turned on entirely by accident as he flinched back from the sight before him) is absolutely useless. Chuck takes a step backwards, stumbling and falling to the ground, the feed nothing but blurry motion. When the feed finally does settle, everyone is granted to the sight of trees, grass...
...is that a pool of blood?
The video might not be pointed at Chuck, but it doesn't have to be in order to hear the hysteria and panic in his voice. On some level, he's noticed that the feed has been turned on and proceeds to ramble, because holy shit. ]
I didn't-- I just... I just found her [ At least, he thinks it's a her. ] like this. I didn't...
Oh God.
[ The feed moves once again as Chuck drags both of his hands through his hair. Eventually, voice lased with the panic of someone who is just about to have a very severe panic attack, he asks, ]
Why is there half of a dead body behind the church?
[ The video (which was turned on entirely by accident as he flinched back from the sight before him) is absolutely useless. Chuck takes a step backwards, stumbling and falling to the ground, the feed nothing but blurry motion. When the feed finally does settle, everyone is granted to the sight of trees, grass...
...is that a pool of blood?
The video might not be pointed at Chuck, but it doesn't have to be in order to hear the hysteria and panic in his voice. On some level, he's noticed that the feed has been turned on and proceeds to ramble, because holy shit. ]
I didn't-- I just... I just found her [ At least, he thinks it's a her. ] like this. I didn't...
Oh God.
[ The feed moves once again as Chuck drags both of his hands through his hair. Eventually, voice lased with the panic of someone who is just about to have a very severe panic attack, he asks, ]
Why is there half of a dead body behind the church?
1st Drink | Video | Day 60
Apr. 13th, 2013 08:06 pmjustrunsasaloon[Her face is a mass of scrapes and cuts. One is still seeping down the side of her face. Her right eye swells shut even as she stares at the thing on her wrist. The swelling eye has broken blood vessels and there's blood - some hers - all over her.
Behind her, the sun is slowly setting, turning everything golden and red. Two colors that she never wants to see ever again.
She can’t quite believe where the hell she’s at, or what’s going on.
The voice hadn't been helpful. If she is here, where is Jo? Dirty tear streaks are visible. But she's not crying now. She's just tired. And hurt.
Whispy blonde hairs fly off of her shoulder as the wind tugs them away. Her hand appears in the frame, covered in blood with broken nails and dirt ground into the skin. It’s also shaking. She uses the back to shove her hair out of her face. All that does is open a soft scab on her forehead, making it bleed more.]
If this is heaven, I ain’t impressed. Where the hell is my daughter?
[OOC: She has just gone through an explosion and looks it. Yes, she has some pretty horrible looking injuries (from her app: Nails in her arms (4), some deep cuts, a mild concussion, blown out eardrum, her right eye will have destroyed blood vessels in it, cracked collarbone, bruises (all over), scratches, a few first degree flash burns, splinters that will have to work their way out; nothing is life threatening, but it will need medical attention, and time. All of it will heal, given time.) but all will, eventually heal. Anyone that wants to come bully her is welcome. Medical personnel is doubly welcome.]
Behind her, the sun is slowly setting, turning everything golden and red. Two colors that she never wants to see ever again.
She can’t quite believe where the hell she’s at, or what’s going on.
The voice hadn't been helpful. If she is here, where is Jo? Dirty tear streaks are visible. But she's not crying now. She's just tired. And hurt.
Whispy blonde hairs fly off of her shoulder as the wind tugs them away. Her hand appears in the frame, covered in blood with broken nails and dirt ground into the skin. It’s also shaking. She uses the back to shove her hair out of her face. All that does is open a soft scab on her forehead, making it bleed more.]
If this is heaven, I ain’t impressed. Where the hell is my daughter?
[OOC: She has just gone through an explosion and looks it. Yes, she has some pretty horrible looking injuries (from her app: Nails in her arms (4), some deep cuts, a mild concussion, blown out eardrum, her right eye will have destroyed blood vessels in it, cracked collarbone, bruises (all over), scratches, a few first degree flash burns, splinters that will have to work their way out; nothing is life threatening, but it will need medical attention, and time. All of it will heal, given time.) but all will, eventually heal. Anyone that wants to come bully her is welcome. Medical personnel is doubly welcome.]