Welcome to Night Vale

Porgs and Ewoks on May the 4th. Night Vale, you get me. Kinda makes up for the smelly egg incident.

Pretty sure this porg is trying to make a nest in my flower box.

[Winchesters, Gabriel, (og) Castiel]

I have a babysitter if any of you feel up to going out for dinner and some drinks. My treat.

I’m actually kind of glad I got one of those ugly yellow eggs. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a good smite.

My apartment kind of smells like rotten, fried eggs now, though.

It's official! You're looking at the newest team member at Target. I need to buy some red shirts now...and khaki pants. I'm excited, it's my second job ever and this time I don't have to clean the bathrooms or refill the slushy machine.

[Sam Winchester]

You know Samsquatch, if you wanted to get laid all you had to do was ask. The lilies were a nice touch, though. I'm impressed. Have you bee researching you big nerd? Also -- have you put the kid down to bed yet?


[Kore/Persephone]

Hey there. We haven't really been properly introduced but I'm sure we've passed at parties. Gabriel. Love what you've done with the place for spring. Top shelf gardening.

Anyway, I may need your expert advice concerning flowers? I haven't really used my abilities for much other than destruction or mischief in a long time and it's been a few centuries since I've done any gardening. Figured I'd ask the resident expert before I went overboard.

( @ work )

I've tried at least several teleportation spells and just keep ending up in different locations around here.

So I guess I'm stuck.

In the desert. We're positive this isn't a circle of Hell, right?

I might as well introduce myself, then. I'm Sabrina Spellman.

So does anyone know what we're supposed to do with these eggs? Are we supposed to keep them warm or something? Mine has kinda just been hanging out in the hood of my sweatshirt while I worked.

I named it Zeppelin.

[private to Winchesters and Family]
So, the bunker has been cleared and it seems to be good for moving in. Anyone is welcome.

[private to claire]
Hey, kid. I was thinking, if you want, we can find a car for you and I can teach you to fix it up?

Anyone else find a large colorful egg outside of the chocolate egg hunt?

[Both Dean Winchester's, Adam Milligan and Castiel - separate filters]

Just checking to see how you're doing.

[Gabriel]

So. My rugrat's down for the night.
What are you up to?

This has to be the absinthe talking, because this is not how I expected that to turn out.

Of all the strange happenings around here I’m a little disappointed I didn’t fall victim to the lyrical one. I’ve got a boatload of songs in my head and I kill at karaoke. Oh well. Night Vale’s loss.

[Sam Winchester]
I sense that this place is getting even more chuckleheads every day. But since you’re the only chucklehead I actually like I’ve gotta ask — has anyone even given you a good tour?

Hey, I'm Sam Winchester and I have no idea how I got here. I haven't been taken and plopped down somewhere weird/TV land/Heaven/Hell in years and quite honestly, I was starting to feel a little bit forgotten. I liked it that way.

So, as of right now, there's no getting out of here, right?

I have to say, this place is unlike any place I've ever been to before, and I have traveled to many different places. I was on my way to visit someone when I somehow arrived here and this is definitely not where Dean is supposed to be I'm Castiel, hello.

You know what I want? Ice cream and a good beach and a book. Oh and sex. I guess ice cream by the pool will have to do.

Harry Potter people + Friends

Wotcher people. Come hang with me. It's boring up here.

So I Started Blastin'

Gabriel / Percy
"Getting shot wouldn't kill him but it was totally annoying."

Room 1407| Low

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[Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III]

First of all, you have the best names. Dude it's like... seven names and a number combined? I only have one. Doesn't even compare. I bet you have some kind of title too, right?

I've heard through the grapevine that you're some kind of wizard when it comes to guns. A man in a place with actual wizards that chooses to make and use guns. Do you realize how bad ass that is? Because it's pretty friggen bad ass.

I'm Gabriel by the way. The Archangel. Maybe you've heard of me? I don't know what the pantheon is like where you come from but -- I mean I'm not trying to outshine you. Like I could, even. Just, you know, if you need literally anything I can get it for you. More ammo? Supplies? Maybe? I've got you man.

Either this is not the Garden, as I hoped it would be, or God seems to have a very strange sense of humor.

Well, we're having an eventful week here in Night Vale. It would seem, and we don't want to jump to conclusions here, that many of our residents have turned into llamas. No one is quite sure the cause of this incident, but this reporter would like to announce that this is possibly the most adorable problem Night Vale has had since that time a beagle puppy that was also the lord of hell nearly enslaved the entire town with its army of Strangers.

No word yet on how to solve this problem, or if there even is a solution.

In other news, City Council is disappointed to announce that this month was a failure of the "None of the New Residents Went Home So You Get a Pizza Party" contests they never told anyone about. The following new seem to have gone back through the portals and - presumably - to their home worlds this week:

• Aziraphale
• Crowley
• Helen Richardson
• Kurt Wagner
• Matt Murdock
• Ruth Aldine

So, that's a bust. It's a real shame. A pizza party could have been really nice. But maybe the City Council will institute more secret contests in the future.

carlos & dana.

I just want to pet all the llamas. They're so fluffy.

But also this is probably a somewhat serious problem.

This week has certainly taken a wild turn. I know some of you are quite altruistic with your abilities and willing to help those who've been llamafied but... Perhaps messing with Night Vale's magic right away isn't particularly smart?