Entries tagged with sam winchester

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[ video ] - Day 231

[ One minute Sam was getting things together to summon Crowley and the next he's waking up in his room back at the Cape Kore Science Center. Talk abut a major mindfuck. He could really do without this crap right now.

It takes him a few minutes to figure out where the Hell he is and he's not happy about it. ]

Damn it! Not now!

[ Poor Sam is not a happy Moose right now. He reaches for the device and sends out a video. ]

Hey. So I guess I'm back. Anyone want to fill me in on what I've missed? How long was I gone?

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[ video - day 220 ]

[ Oh beloved Science Center, up to all your old tricks! Seriously, this place could reduce a guy to drink. As soon as they can find one!

Sam's back hurts. Waking up in a tunnel? Seriously? He only went to bed a few hours ago. At least he doesn't feel quite as out of it as he did when he first arrived.

Still, Sam's hunter instincts kick in and he's armed, alert and on his guard. ]

Is everyone okay? Dean?! Cas? Jo? Meg? Meja? Anyone injured?

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[ video - day 206 ]

[ Private video to Jo Harvelle ]

[ Remember how much older and more tired Sam looked when you first arrived, Jo? Well, he looks a whole lot worse now. Don't take it personally. The last few days have been hard for him. ]

Hey... You still up for that drink?

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[ 01 | Video ]

Well, now. Think I finally got the hang of this thing.

[He gives the camera an easy smile as he settles in, seated in the room he's claimed for himself with his feet up on the table, legs crossed. Perfectly at home, despite the cold and potentially sterile environment. Sure beats Purgatory, anyway.]

Wonderin' if there's anyone I can talk to about gettin' some grub in this place. Not tryin' to be a princess or anything, but I've got some special dietary needs. Would sure appreciate anyone who could lend a hand.

[That said--]

Now. [His smile fades just a little bit, gaze growing just a touch more serious. Somber never quite fit him, but this will do.] I hear some of you have been to a little place called Purgatory. Y'all should give me a ring, when you've got the time. We may just have some friends in common.

[Translation: Dean, get on the horn now.]

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[ It's a different type of disorientation from the last time he'd left and come back. The last time, he'd been hurt, his grace half-torn from his body.

He's no stronger this time, even if it's on borrowed grace, but he's more composed and it's easy enough to reach into his pocket for the device that hadn't been there a moment earlier. ]

Can anyone tell me how long I've been gone? The last time I remember being here was shortly after we left the town. Maybe a few weeks.

[ It's clear that he's walking through a dim hall as he speaks, heading towards his living space. ]

[ Private to Dean ]

Dean, are you here?

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1 | Accidental Video

[Before the video even turns on, there's signs. The fluorescent lights flicker on and off in all the surrounding rooms and hallways. Then all the clocks completely stop. When the video does start broadcasting, it shows a body lying there with his eyes wide open and a gunshot wound straight through the heart. It's obvious that he's stone-cold dead.

Then he blinks, gasping out once, and then sitting bolt upright. The lights go crazy around him. In between the time of one turning off and turning back on, his eyes flicker a pale yellow. Azazel looks around him in confusion. The last thing he remembers was being shot by Dean Winchester. And now he was....here, wherever here was.

It's then that he notices the phone, showing off everything he's been doing. He picks it up, brow furrowed in confusion.]

Where the hell am I?

Current Mood: confused

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01 | Video

[It hadn't taken her long to figure out the phone, but even if she knew how to use it she was determined to wait. Maybe she would run into someone in person and get better answers about where she was.

She was damn sure it wasn't where she was supposed to be.

Her attempt to leave the room was good until the door was about to close behind her and a red blob appeared out of nowhere. A quick slap didn't deter it and she quickly retreated back behind the door for a temporary reprieve.

Time for answers.]

Where am I? 'Cause this wasn't where I was before that dick interfered so I don't know why I'm here. [She has places to be. Kind of. The phone moves back a little and it's obvious that Jo is leaning against a door that has something banging against the other side.]

And what's with the red blubber? [Sooner or later it's going to get underneath the door, isn't it?]

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video ❆ day 193

[Surprise, surprise, Meja's in the plant lab. It's either there or in the library that she can be seen, for the most part. She only retreats to her room late at night because, otherwise, she starts feeling whoozy. It's irritating, being herded by a building, but there isn't much she can do about it.

She holds up a vegetable to her phone. It looks an awful lot like a green-blue squash. Meja herself looks a bit on the tired side.]

If anyone's noticed these in the cafeteria lately, they're completely safe to eat. I put them there myself. One of our jars of seeds turned out to be useful. If you don't see any and you'd like some fresh food, there's usually one or two here in the lab, as well.

How are we all holding up? Senses back to normal?

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[ video ] - Day 185

[ Hey Cape Kore! It's your local resident Moose. He definitely looks better this time around than the last. He isn't quite as flaily like a baby giraffe or a drunk moose this time. Bonus points for Sam! ]

Hey guys! Seems I can walk about without losing my balance now. Gotta say, the whole roofied feeling - not so fun.

But, seems my laptop is here. And since this place seems to be lacking in the entertain department, I figured y'alls should get together and have a movie night or somethin' sometime.

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[ video ] - Day 181

[ Sam wakes up in his room feeling groggy and disorientated. It doesn't take him long to notice that this is not his room back at the Bunker and that, alone, is enough to put him on edge.

The dizziness only adds to it. He tries to clear his mind enough to poke at the smartphone which triggers the message. Cape Kore? Science Center? What the hell? What kind of kidnappers kidnap someone and leave them with a freakin' phone?

He pushes himself to his feet - bad mistake - a wave of nausea passes over him and standing up is incredibly challenging. Walking? Forget it. He flops back on the bed and toys with the phone some more, until he finds the video setting. ]

Uh... [ Way to show intellect there, Sam. ] The hell just happened? Was I roofied?

... Dean? ... Cas?

[ Lost moose is lost. ]

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001 | Audio | Day 147

[Ellen doesn't have time to figure out the video function on this thing. Her voice is extremely short and angry, barely controlled emotion leaking through. The last thing she knew she was holding Jo and telling a hellhound to go to back to hell.]

Where is she? Where's my baby?

[She's earned that much. She promised Jo she wouldn't leave her alone and she's not going to break that promise now. If this is Heaven, it's one hell of a disappointment, but she'll settle if it means she can have her daughter with her.

Her voice breaks.]

Jo?

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002 | text/voice/action

( tl;dr about Sam waking up and being in lots of pain )

[ After learning that Charlie and Kevin are there (and after talking to both of them), Sam sends out a text to all. Normally he would just talk on video, but he doesn't want everyone to see the state he's in. Sam hasn't mastered the art of hiding it very well, especially so soon after this pain has returned. ]

Seems like we've got quite a few new folks around. You need anything, don't hesitate to ask. We're all in this together. I'm Sam Winchester.

I was also wondering about that machine we've got here in the building. Anyone got anything on it yet? I've been kind of indisposed for a while, so if anyone can catch me up that'd be great.

( Private to Raphael )

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Kevin Tran | 001 | Accidental video

[ Kevin's been working for a few days without sleep on the tablet, so when he wakes up, he figures he must've just passed out from exhaustion. He gets all the way to sitting up before he realizes that he isn't in the bunker.

When the feed switches on, it starts first staring up at the ceiling, while in the background, someone is very clearly laying waste to the bookshelf in their room. Kevin steps into the frame as he swings the shelf he'd ripped out to use as a weapon, and he decides it's acceptable before he sets it down. He has a bunch of papers, and as he puts them into an empty pillowcase, the cuneiform symbols can just be seen for what they are -- that is, ancient and unreadable.

He reaches for his shelf again, and now his face fully comes into frame. He looks like a guy who hasn't slept or eaten real food in a few days, with an added couple layers of complete panic. He has no clue where he is, who might've kidnapped him, what they want to use him for, but beneath the panic there's determination.

He made it this far; he won't let them win now.

Once he realizes the phone is broadcasting, he curses loudly and switches it off.

This plan would probably have gone a lot better if he hadn't been Skyping it. ]

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003 » video » day 137

[ there is half a second of what looks like a ceiling, and then a quiet oh crapsticks before it's tilted, very quickly, downwards. ]

Alright, so Cape- Can I call you cape? We're not even on a beach anymore, which totally sucks since I was just getting used to this whole idea of Cape Constant Nightmare. I even made t-shirts.

[ cue exasperated sigh and overly dramatic eye roll. ]

Also, just for the record, when I agreed to go to Oz I did not sign up to come back here. Wherever here ends up...being. [ charlie loses a little steam, here, looking around her in every direction the camera can't see. she's fidgeting a little, mostly because she's in some creepy room all by herself. totally normal. completely normal. one hundred percent- ]

Not that I mind the redecorating - it's got a great Tomb Raider meets first Terminator vibe - but uh. What the frick, guys? Just. What the frick. Anyone want to give me the sparknotes version before I go completely insane? Yes? Maybe? IDK?

PRIVATE to DEAN WINCHESTER, SAM WINCHESTER, JO HARVELLE, ELLEN HARVELLE, ANITA BLAKE, FORTESCUE, and ALEC MCDOWELL

Guess whose back, bitches.

[ vulcan salute, then charlie out. ]

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Dean Winchester | 008 | Video

Well, welcome to the other side.

[ Dean's been laying low since this place decided to turn into an episode of This Is Your Life, featuring some of his least favorite angels of all time, but after their stint in the tunnel, it seems kind of dumb. They know he's here, even if they didn't talk, and Dean knows they're here, and what the hell ever.

He's got stuff to say, anyway. He spins around in his chair, revealing the wall of monitors behind him, some of them showing feed from the Cape. ]

Now we get to see what life's like over here. Ever wonder what those cameras were hooked up to? [ He grins tightly. ] Found it. Lots of seats up here too to make it nice and cozy.

[ Dean's pissed, and it's thinly veiled, but he breaks off from that to look away and then back again. ]

Has anyone seen Charlie? Redhead, big nerd, game for miles. Tell her to call me.

[ She probably just got lost in the shuffle, right? (He can't even fool himself that much.) ]

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[accidental video] Oh, and the waves are coming in

[At first there's just the sound of waves lapping the shore, that and a strange, muted crunching. It's only when the camera swerves abruptly to show the cloudy sky, and whoever is holding it emits a groan, does it become apparent that Kore's got a new arrival. Someone who had the misfortune to appear on the beach as the tide is coming in.]

What the-- [The video jostles, showing momentary glimpses of soaked shoes and furiously backpedaling legs kicking up mounds of sand. And then, finally, a face, twisted in confusion and rage, that nobody's going to be terribly chuffed to see. Especially when he starts roaring.]

Have you any idea how much these things cost? They're Enzo bloody Bonafes!

[And he's not any happier when he gets a good look around, let him tell you.]

Well? Come out and show yourselves! Do you really think you can just... kidnap the King of Hell?

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Raphael | 003 | Video | Day 117

[ In then few seconds it takes him to set up to summon Michael, he quickly fires off a message, locked to all the angelsibs, save Michael. He's got it locked the hell away from Michael and Zachariah, for reasons that are very clear. ]

All of you, pipe up. And take note.

[ It almost rumbles over the device - rather than the brother he's tried to been, the last couple of months, it's very much the Second to the General of Heaven that's speaking. ]

We've managed to concoct a bit of peace here. I will do what I can to continue it. But all of you must do your parts as well.

[ And the rest is to the rest from their world, sans Michael, though his tone doesn't change. ]

I'll tolerate no shenanigans from anyone over Michael.

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002 » video » day 112

So uh...hi.

[ a+ charlie bradbury. best start to a conversation ever. good job. ]

I'm starting to realize this might actually be the worst timing ever, what with the whole destruction of buildings and earthquake shenanigans and all that jazz, but the network's working again! Or like, un-glitch-afied. Again. And I've kind of been working on this for a while? So why not.

[ and now she smiles. big, look at how cute i am kind of thing. she's really cute guys love her. ]

I'm Charlie, by the way. [ vulcan salute hello. ] Been around for a little bit, just your average geek-without-her-tech. For all you crazy kids I haven't met, hi. For all you crazy kids I have met...hi also.

And yeah okay, everyone's probably going to be rebuilding and surviving and doing that thing we do when we want to not live in houses with holes in the ceiling... [ charlie looks up above her for a moment before sighing and shaking her head. ] But I kind of sort of noticed that a lot of us, when we're not hunting and fishing and generally being great awesome citizens-of-the-month, are bored. Like. Seriously, going kind of insane, bored.

I miss the internet. I know, I know, shock, but a lot of my life was on there for a really long time. I started LARPing a while ago and got really into that, but other than a select few thespian friends I've met, I can't see people really getting into the world of live action RPing. Thus I come to you, my dear, sweet Kore, with another option.

[ at this moment, charlie reaches down to the table in front of her, picking up what looks like a very large piece of paper with a map drawn into it. ]

Table top gaming. [ she says that like it carries a lot of weight, like there should be some applause backtrack going on in her life. if she had her laptop, she could be playing a nice little trumpet sound right about now, but instead? silence. she looks excited enough, so there's always that. ] Figured D&D is probably the most popular, so we could do a version of that. I'm probably gonna be the only DM around here, so depending on who all's interested I could change the game up, but for those of you who don't know- D&D is a table top role play game, or RPG. You make characters, with all these specifics that you peeps are so lucky because I've got that shit memorized, and they go on an adventure.

It's fun, it doesn't involve possibly going out into the dark and life-threatening forest, and it's social. [ ohhhhh, ahhhhhhh. ] We're all stuck here anyway, so might as well make the most of it, right? Right.

Drop your name if you're interested. Gotta gauge how popular this is before I actually get this crap organized. Oh also! If you find any more paper or like...drawing supplies. Collect 'em for me? I might be the master of memorizing kind of useless details, but even I've got a limit here.

And...yeah. Guess that's all I wanted to PSA at everyone. Charlie out.

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01 | Video/Action | Day 108

[It's been a week since Anita's arrival in the Cape, and all that time, she's managed to monitor the network without actually making herself known, taking the opportunity the blackout and the defunct network had provided her to move around town unnoticed and get the lay of the land. By now, she's more or less settled -- she has housemates she gets along with reasonably well, one of them a stray Allison brought home after no less than two days after their arrival. She has a potential ally in a man she's still not entirely convinced isn't a yeti, and a woman who practically reeks of magic but without that undertone of malice.

All things considered, there's something of a silver lining to this new situation, though she certainly has plenty of choice words for their captors if she ever gets the chance. She's determined to make that opportunity arise sooner or later.

When she addresses the feed, she's sitting on the front steps of House 10, arms resting on her knees.]

I haven't been here long, but I think I've got most of the details by now. [People had been helpful, for the most part.] The food supply is low and it sounds like people are doing whatever they can to help supplement it. I hear people hunt. I'd like to get in on that, but it would help to know what's available to us in the way of weapons.

[She has her knives, and her guns with their limited ammo, but she's never been much of a trapper despite being vaguely outdoorsy. She'd done a lot of field work during college that had required her to spend time out in the woods and knew well enough how to forage, but hunting anything that wasn't, you know, monstrous was entirely new. Animals couldn't be all that different, could they? Just... smaller. Potentially less vicious.

Right.]

Do we have the resources to replace or even forge spent ammunition, for instance? Or do we get to play pioneer and do it the authentic way?

[You know. Bows and arrows. That kind of thing.]

Any kind of feedback would be appreciated. If I'm going to be stuck here, might as well pitch in and do what I can to help.

[The feed ends. She'll be sitting outside of House 10 for awhile if anyone comes by or wants to pester her, and later in the day, she can be found at the docks, doing a little investigating.]

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001. [Video/Action] Day 103

[ Since his arrival, Sam hasn't really made a post to the network. He's been feeling like literal Hell, and there's only so much time during the day he feels up for even talking to people, much less making very public posts asking for information.

It goes against his training, honestly, but there isn't much choice on his part. He fiddles with the communicator for a minute before finally thinking 'screw it' and turning it on. ]

Hey. [ The most eloquent of openings. It doesn't help that he looks a little ragged, and he coughs for a second to try to clear his throat. ] Haven't had a chance to meet everyone yet, but we'll get to that later. Right now, I wanted to know if anyone has been keeping any kind of records on this place.

[ He's hoping for someone who has been meticulous with the notes, but he isn't raising the bar too high. Any info is better than none, and while Dean has been there for a while Sam still wants to see what the others have to say, what their experiences have been. ]

If you wouldn't mind sharing, give me a ring. We can meet up somewhere, compare notes. I'd like to get a better grasp on what's been going down around here.

[ Like that whole sea monster business. He may have been passed out for the majority of it, but it's not exactly something that's easily kept quiet, you know.

Now his request is finished, he hesitates. He knows there are people there he'd like to see - Ellen and Jo pop up in his mind - so in a way, this is announcing his presence so they can get in contact. Getting a feel for the others trapped wouldn't go amiss, either, so this post has several valid reasons for being made. It has nothing to do at all with the fact he could be going a little stir crazy...

Okay, there's that to factor in, too. Clearing his throat again, he fumbles for a way to end the post. He'll just end it on a sharp nod. ] Thanks. [ He cuts off the video. Now all he has to do is see what kind of response he'll get, and he'll go from there. ]