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[Jan. 25th, 2011|01:30 am] |
Okay, so, most people aren't exactly eager to get back to the end of the world but I'd kind of like to go back now because for all I know this is worse than that and, like, I don't know what's going on? I was in the middle of important things and would really like not to die, um, ever, preferably, and, yeah. Can someone tell me what's going on? That'd be awesome? |
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[Jan. 25th, 2011|02:04 am] |
Since my sister obviously has no interest in figuring out what the hell is going on around here, would anyone care to fill me in? |
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[Jan. 25th, 2011|02:27 am] |
Uh, Sammy, you around? I think those friggin' sparkling fairy-bitches tossed me in another town or something? |
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[Jan. 25th, 2011|03:13 am] |
Okay....everyone? I strongly recommend that NO ONE HAVE SEX WITH ANYONE HERE UNLESS YOU'RE SURE IT'S YOUR S.O. And until we figure all this out.
You will thank me later. |
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[Jan. 25th, 2011|03:58 am] |
...So, what's a girl gotta do to get some pie, around here? |
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[Jan. 25th, 2011|07:20 am] |
I think its a testament to his status as an abomination that the broken Sam Winchesters make the most sense. |
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[Jan. 25th, 2011|10:16 am] |
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[Jan. 25th, 2011|12:33 pm] |
Okay, let's get this done. Testing, 5pm tonight in the park. Bring your silver and your holy water. If you're from a universe where demons are sparkly friendly ponies or whatever the fuck and you're going to fail the tests but want to qualify as a friendly this is your chance to out yourself. This was a lot simpler when we could just kill the demons. Dammit Doctor, your constant stream of chatter may be gone but you have not stopped messing stuff up huh? |
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Filtered to all the Sam's |
[Jan. 25th, 2011|05:27 pm] |
Let the bidding war commence boys. ...and girl
I'll even put it in helpful flasks. I'll leave it up to each one of you to decide the kind of things I could possibly want as payment.
The ones that know what I'm talking about can fill the others in |
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