Dean walked in and looked around, this had been the last place Sam had been spotted. He hated to admit it but he hated life without Sam. It was quiet and he had no one to bitch to about his problems. Research sucked as Sam was usually the one who made the most of the books. Dean sighed and headed over to the guy at the desk and flashed his fake badge. “Hi. I’m looking for a guy. Tall shaggy hair. may have a suit like mine.”
“So I might have been infected by some kind of demon virus. I could use your help with this...”
“I can't be a father. I can barely keep myself alive let alone a kid.”
alternatively send ’ ● + reverse ’ for my muse to suck/lick your muses finger.
“Its ok... I’m not gonna judge. Just talk to me and we can find a way to get this fixed.”
woohoo back in the game. Gotta love spn rping I missed it so much. Anyway I have queued up a few starters for anyone and everyone and I’ll catch you all at some point tomorrow.
Its good to be back and I fucking love you all
Dean staggers into the bunker and collapses onto the floor panicking. "Sam? Sam.. you there.. I cant see."
@hopeyourapplepieisfrikingworthitSam immediately ran to his brother’s side. He had been doing some research trying to figure out what supernatural creature they were up against this time. So far he had no luck. He put Dean’s arm arm him in order to support him until they reached a chair. “It’s me Dean.” He helped him sit down. “What the hell happened out there? You should have called me.“
“I don't know. One minute I’m watching these Vampires next minute this weird creature grabs e and another sprays god knows what in my eyes and now I can't see a damn thing.” He huffed. “We gotta figure it out.”
Mary ~ You got him?
John ~ I got him.
John Winchester ~ Supernatural
S1 E1 ~ “Pilot”
knocks on the door and waits till it opens. "hey bobby."
“C'mon in, Dean.” Bobby hadn’t expected him. “What a got?” He asked from behind the desk.
“Nothing.” He said and put his hands in his pockets and walked in with a sigh. “No sign of Sammy anywhere and Angel radio’s batteries must be on the fritz as no one is talking. It’s quiet… too damn quiet. You got anything?”
“Nah, nothin but coul be an mighta been.” Bobby sighed scrubbing his face with his hands. “I know I asked this ‘fore but you ain’t got any clue why he’s gone?”
Dean looked at Bobby and bit his lip. “I’d say a brunette about yay high.” He said putting his hand out to measure height. “Black eyes. Gave him a knife. God, I wanna gut that bitch. “ He sighed and grabbed a bottle of booze and poured a glass. “He said something about Lilith then boom gone.”
knocks on the door and waits till it opens. "hey bobby."
“C'mon in, Dean.” Bobby hadn’t expected him. “What a got?” He asked from behind the desk.
“Nothing.” He said and put his hands in his pockets and walked in with a sigh. “No sign of Sammy anywhere and Angel radio’s batteries must be on the fritz as no one is talking. It's quiet... too damn quiet. You got anything?”
omg! dean is soo up for this!
When you really really want to answer an Rp but you can’t find the right words and you are answering other RPs faster than the speed of light and you are sure the other RPer thinks you are being a douchebag but in reality you are just like
