War Is Coming Communications.

Has anyone seen Adam? Or talked to him since after he...has anyone seen him? Me and Dean aren't having much luck finding him. I'm thinking he's probably confused or something, otherwise he'd have posted about being back by now.

Ash is still g
Rae's here. It's just Ash that's gone. Jo's
Jo
How is that even okay? It's not like she was just a thing, she's our b
Screw you, Lucifer. We're going to get her ba
Okay. Come on, Chuck. Be useful. Then you can go curl up somewhere and

So, the visions are gone, now. I didn't get to the point where I know everything that's going to happen before they stopped happening, but I saw enough to know we're going to have more trouble before this gets any better.

Demons. That's what I was seeing. The eyes thing, I guess that was demon eyes. I just didn't get to see that far, when it was still being blocked. I don't know how many, but ...lots, would be my guess. So, holy water. Salt lines. Latin. Amulets. Some of you will end up posses Double emphasis on the amulets.

I don't know anything about the disappearances. Just that Ash disappeared without a trace, she didn't even wake up what everyone else does, as far as that goes, I guess? Our hunter's basement / secret hideout thing is gone, now, too. Everything that was in it went with it.

I don't know what to d
I also know Lucifer's face when he's smug is really annoying. For the record.

I need a drink. I need so many drinks. And
I can't

I don't know what to do, either, though. This is about all I've got.

eybals


[ooc: Jo, Chuck has woken up, and wandered off with his phone. Mostly because for once this muse actually wants to play. Hmph.]

» I have a headache.
» I mean that in the ominous 'something's wrong' kind of way, not like I'm just whining about my headpain.
» I haven't seen anything, though.
» Yet?
» I don't know. It feels wrong. Kinda different, but really familiar.
» Kind of like when the seal broke, and the angels were scrambling everything so I couldn't help in time to
» I dunno. But it's definitely the beginning of the visiony stuff.
» So, um, heads up: I might be useless tomorrow.
» Also, I love you.
» Also, we need better chairs.

Texts to Sam

» You're not planning on releasing any more Lucifers from Hell this weekend, are you?
» Not a serious question, sorry, not trying to be a jerk about the releasing Lucifer thing. I'm over that.
» Just, you know. If anything weird is going down... I'm gonna find out anyway, so, uh. Telling someone now might be handy?

So, I know I'm not the most social person ever and a lot of new people have showed up and I haven't even said hi, so. Hi. I'm Chuck. AKA Jo's husband, AKA "that beardy dude with the laptop who kind of lurks in the Roadhouse, who even is that?" - yeah, that's me. Hey.

Basically I'm just throwing this out there 'cause I know Jo probably will otherwise and I figured it's kind of a good excuse to make an attempt at being social-ish... basically? There will be a ton of food at the Roadhouse for Thanksgiving. Probably enough that, if it was just us, we'd have leftovers until Christmas. Like, literally.

So, if you don't have plans, but you kind of want plans, even very loose plans that mostly just involve really large amounts of food, or you don't know the holiday but it sounds kind of awesome (because, being thankful + food, basically), feel free to swing by the Roadhouse after around 5pm Thursday. I think the turkey will be done around then. Turkeys, rather. There are multiples, 'cause I figured once I put this out there, one wouldn't be enough.

So. Yeah. Dinner starts at 5 if you want to eat with us and do the whole real Thanksgiving thing. After that, even if you had a dinner somewhere else but you kind of feel like leftovers, we'll have plenty for probably a couple days, at least, depending on how many people show up, so don't be afraid to pop in.

...Also the cranberry sauce is real cranberry sauce. I feel this is important to note. I don't mess around with the canned stuff, it's all wiggly and that isn't even sauce, why would they call it that? It's either Jello, or lies, and I make my own because that's the way to do it.

Um, yes. That is all.

Sam? Dean? This is...this is highly unexpected. I am not where I should be.

I really hate being a prophet sometimes. Watching a birth in vivid detail is not fun. Especially not a demon giving birth. Pretty surprised it only took the days to deal with the headache. Figured it'd be more like a week.

Congratulations, Sam and Ruby. And Winchester clan in general. I just hope this doesn't backfire horribly, given that

[Jo]

Sorry for being so useless the past few days.

We should do something. Go somewhere. Dinner or something. I kind of miss having you to myself, a little, sometimes.

So, uh, okay. I know I'm usually kinda quiet, so some of you might not know me, yet, if you're newish. I'm Chuck Shurley. I'm a writer a Proph kind of a prophet? Sort of. I mean, I am, but it doesn't always work very well, because angels are douchebags. So don't be surprised if I don't know anything useful until it's too late.

Anyway, I was wondering, would anyone be interested in some kind of basic 'modern survival' classes? I know Mary Winchester was sort of doing those for a while but she died aga disappeared because the seal hates the Winchesters being happy, and, I mean, I'm not exactly a teacher type but I can maybe probably try to do it, since the whole Prophet thing isn't really reliably helpful and I kind of feel pretty useless a lot of the time, when you guys are all out there shooting and stabbing stuff and.

I was thinking it should be really basic stuff, some easy cooking, maybe? Basic computer skills? I know we have geniuses who could probably teach you how to build your own computer, but that might not really be what's needed if you're here from the dark ages or something, you really just need to know how to turn it on, type faster, basic system controls and stuff, which I could handle. If there's anything else people want to learn, I'm open to suggestions, this was just an idea. I probably am not even the best choice for this so if anyone else wants to help get this going again that would be fine, I'm more than happy to just help with it instead of leading it.

[Jo]

If this thing does kind of take off, would you object to having a couple people at a time doing stuff in the kitchen or something, or is this going to possibly interfere with normal Roadhouse operations? I can theoretically do it at the Complex, I just don't like the idea of leavi prefer to stick close. Just in cas In case you need help with the girls, or something happens something.

So, um, belated 'thanks for the rescue', with a bonus 'thanks for not killing me when I freaked out, because I'm sure that was annoying' to the folks who were with me.

If anyone needs me I will be at the roadhouse, never leaving the building again no more wandering around getting stolen.

I don't know anything else that's useful, either - the location of the power source wasn't part of the visions. It was more focused on the fact that people were getting taken, which, you know, would have been more helpful if I'd been somewhere I could tell anyone what I'd seen, instead of a creepy basement. So, yeah.

[Jo]

So this water thing at the complex, uh, it's making me kind of really very super uneasy. Do we have things we can store water in? Just in case? I just, it'd be good to have a supply. I think.

... I don't know, sorry, I'm probably just wigging out over nothing.

smethgns hapening
theres lfie in things th at shoouldnt and somneones laugnnhg anddt somnenges hhurtng

im tryng to semore but its realy
it isntn very cler yet

brb boze/?

[ooc: Just before the plot-end~]

Hey, so, uh. Has anyone heard from Jo? She went out about an hour ago, I thought she was just going to go check on things, but ...she's not here. Anywhere. And I sent her possibly ten million texts, so, um, I think it might be time to panic now, yes?

[Texts to Jo]
Starting about ten minutes after she left...

» Hey, what's up? Everything okay?
» I don't see anyone out there, did you scare them off?

» Okay the not answering when you went off to be a badass in the middle of an apocalyptic plague is not awesome, Jo. You okay?

» Is this the part where I panic?
» I think this is the part where I panic.

» Okay, if you're not back in five minutes I'm coming outside with a bat because at least if I accidentally mistake you for random creepers I probably won't kill you.
» Not that my aim is that good anyway, but, yes. Not shooting you would be best.

» Okay, outside it is...

» Okay did you go somewhere? I just walked all the way around the building and looked all over the place and I don't know where you are and, okay, if you had to go somewhere that's cool, getting a break is probably good for you, but you should tell me these things.
» You know I worry.

» Are you okay?
» Did something happen?

» Alright. It's been an hour. I think this is me being remarkably well-adjusted in the face of a crisis. So, search party time.

So, good news: I'm not being half-possessed by a Frenchperson.

Bad news: apparently I have brain damage. It's an actual thing, I was starting to think it wasn't, that the seal or the angels were screwing with me.

More bad news: Rae doesn't like when I sing with this accent... Ash doesn't like when Rae cries... Good times. I'll just... not do that anymore, until this is gone.

I'm finally back to my pre-twin weight. This calls for a celebration.

Free drinks for everyone of age tonight at the Roadhouse.


Also, ( Could not resist )

That's for you, Tony.


(Emma)
You're invited too, for the record.

JNADLKF ADFKLHN WTHAT
JOOOO.///

IDONK KNN WHS HAPNDG

I think we're gonna be sent back soon.

I can just kinda feel it, but I didn't wanna make a big deal about it or anything.

iam NOT seeeeng anyhgng
i duno ifthats godoo or bad orr

i dunnoo



[ooc: Due to me crashing out last night without posting Chuck having a vision, I have decided that instead... he had no vision. And he is now sitting somewhere, staring very intently at nothing trying to have a vision because he is otherwise useless and usually comforts himself with the thought that, hey, at least he can see the future! But right now he can't. So he is trying. With booze. Whee.]

I'll be serving my famous eggnog at the Roadhouse tomorrow night. You guys and gals should swing by if you're looking for good drinks and company to help bring on the holiday spirit.

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...

[ooc: Roadhouse patrons or anyone else stopping by will find that Chuck has been singing Christmas songs all night if/when he's supposed to be talking. He has also made way too many Christmas cookies. Buying drinks gets you free cookies, or you can buy a whole plate of them for $5. He would happily tell you that, but I don't think they have a song for that. But yes. Festivity for all~

I've often considered creating a horde of mall Santa zombies. Anyone curious about how that one would turn out?