Forever in Burgers

Hello and welcome. This is a Castiel roleplay blog. I'm open for all verses so don't be shy. I roleplay two OC characters on this blog as well, just ask about them. Hope to hear from you and happy rp'ing.

[castielinourhearts]

I'M BACK FREE AT LAST

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[castielinourhearts]

Unexplained hiatus

Yeah.. about that.

IDK when I stopped logging in and stuff but with school and junk and really just not having the brain power for roleplaying much other than writing term papers and other lame school stuff...

I think I'll be coming on more often.. for whoever was even roleplaying with me in the first place and want to continue now? Cause I'm pretty sure I might've just got people thinking I vanished forever.. if they noticed.. lol

But i love you guys anyway so I'll come back and start putting up some sort of posts, :)

[octaviaspenser]

Whenever I get a message on Tumblr, I get more excited than Steve from Blue's Clues whenever he got mail.

[castielinourhearts]

[castielinourhearts]

ooc update

okay really guys, message me who i owe and junk and if you can link me?

i know I vanished

i had a project for class and my brain wanted to explode i never wanna hear about foodtrucks again

I love you guys bunches

[castielinourhearts]

OOC

I owe people right..?

Uhm.. who?

Remind me ;3;

If anything, Gif rp's for everyone!!

[castielinourhearts]

ooc

DAYNA

DAYNA

WE BROKE IT

[allthedestielfics]

Title: Eggpocalypse Now

Author: ghostfic

Rated: T 

Word Count: 2800

Verse: Slight AU, no time period specified

Summary: Dean starts finding eggs of all colors and patterns around the house, and they’re obviously from Cas. So what, are they going to be parents to a billion baby angels now? That is, if he can keep a single one of them intact before it’s over.

Notes: Established Destiel and Sabriel. This had me laughing pretty hard.

[blackwingedcas]

Creeping around…

[blow-me-cass-deactivated2013101]

[castielinourhearts]

ooc

I. Am such. A Jew.

And I like to challah

[castielinourhearts]

Caged

W-What? Where am I?

Stop, what's going on

Someone help me!

[xblackwidow52x-archived]

Someone needs to bring me some pizza. 

[castielinourhearts]

[castielinourhearts]

☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme

Ask a question, any question! Because I have nothing better to do than to answer your questions. ... No, really. I don't. D:

1: What does their bedroom look like?

2: Do they have any daily rituals?

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

6: Eating habits and sample daily menu

7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

9: Makeup?

10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

11: Intellectual pursuits?

12: Favorite book genre?

13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

15: Biggest and smallest short term goal?

16: Biggest and smallest long term goal?

17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

18: Favorite beverage?

19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

20: Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

27: What is their biggest regret?

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

31: Most prized possession?

32: Thoughts on material possessions in general?

33: Concept of home and family?

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

36: What makes them feel guilty?

37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

40: How misanthropic are they?

41: Hobbies?

42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

43: Religion?

44: Superstitions or views on the occult?

45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

47: How do they express love?

48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

[ensign-avaforrest-deactivated20]

+10

[ensign-avaforrest-deactivated20]

Ava knew that the hysterics that the man seemed to be shouting would probably make the words he was speaking less believable, but for some reason a voice in her head told her that the Jem’Hadars weren’t here just for a friendly visit. From what she knew, they were a powerful military force in the Gamma Quadrant—genetically modified humanoids—but besides that she knew nothing. She doubted that anybody else besides Remiel knew much more about the race, so she instantly squared her face and looked towards their commanding officer.

“Block off all entrances and exists to the ship. Do not let any loopholes become aware to them,” She looked towards Remiel in confirmation. “We need to try get access to their communications systems, so we can establish a technological connection,” She murmured, moving back towards the computer screens.

Her hands moved over the screens at lightning speed, still and precise in their movements as she typed in word after word, code after code. Her brow was furrowed in such concentration, that she didn’t hear the screams and shouts of the officers around her as the vessel in front of the Enterprise fired their first shot at their shields. Her whole body was thrown to the side, and luckily she caught herself on the desk before she hit the ground.

Shields at fifty percent. The words made her head hurt. How did they bring down their shields so quickly? She turned to Remiel, beckoning him over frantically. “Please, help me! I need to get into the ships mainframe system.”

[castielinourhearts]

When Ava affirmed his conclusion, he felt better about his decision. The others seems to have been hesitant about following a newcomers solutions but the danger didn't give them enough lee-way to say 'no'. The entire bridge shook from the blast and big letters announced the shield percentage. Remiel stumbled over, against one of the control boards, behind Ava but regained his footing before asking her if she was alright. Looking up now, he could see a few people scrambling back to their posts and going into evasive maneuvers to prevent another critical hit.

There would be a possibility of short circuiting the Jem'Hadars' system with one of their own pulses, but their ship did not give much hint of weakened spots. If, however, the Enterprise could make round and hit towards the engine.. maybe it would give enough time to escape their unprecedented wrath. They were far from their own quadrant of the galaxy so it was very strange to find them so far from their planet. Captain, someone is attempting to override our teleportation system. Remiel wasn't sure how to make of it, but his fingers, just as Ava's were, were working fast on the screen dragging blueprints and inputting every code he knew, breaking any firewall he encountered.

"Either slow them down, or we're going to have some very unhappy visitors," he muttered almost angrily

"Or we can reason with them somehow, I can try," he offered towards the vulcan who was a few feet away, who looked at him incredulously, "I can slow them down with whatever mind control I am able to have on them. I can try."

[castielinourhearts]

ooc

coffeee icecreaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam

...that is all

[ensign-avaforrest-deactivated20]

+10

[ensign-avaforrest-deactivated20]

She knew that she had a peculiar expression on her face—one of both worry and anxiety—and she hoped that Remiel wouldn’t fall into another ‘episode’; or at least, that was what she thought he had. It was obvious that the events that were occurring now were setting off something in his head, and she hoped that he would be able to hold it together until the whole emergency was over.

Walking on the bridge, Ava could practically feel the tension that was in the air. When she hurried over to the communications station, the small team was trying their best to get into contact with the attacking ship. Negotiations had to made if possible, and doing this could be their only hope for not getting involved in any sort of war.

“Remiel, we need you to try get a transmission sent to that ship,” She murmured, looking over at the man. “We don’t know what exact culture this ship is coming from, and there’s something blocking our system from theirs—like a firewall—and we need to break it.” Her fingers moved efficiently over the screens, typing in codes and passwords and everything she could remember in the heat of the moment.

[castielinourhearts]

He would follow her, trying to focus solely on her figure as they arrived to the bridge and everyone was at their stations trying to make contact.. There was garbled noises over the intercom which resembled static. He saw Ava go to sit and try to connect, attempting to override whatever firewall there might've been. The starship trembled with another hit, but their shields were holding in the meantime. Another ensign was at the only other console and Remiel moved them out of the seat--taking over with Ava. He held a communicator to his ear before tapping and punching in codes like no one else's business.

"Can we get a visual of the ship on the screen?" he shouted over the siren, but hardly commanding, "I can identify the vessel!"

Over the earpiece, he could make out the garbles more clearly when something broke through.

The language was familiar--but broken and in the strangest of tones. His eyes widened when he suddenly started shouting in another language--trying to get the ships attention. He could hear them, furious and vengeful for whatever reason it might have been. He whirled around to Ava before leaning over her and shouting over the noise, "It's a Jem'Hadar vessel--They've run out of Ketracel White. They're on a rampage and the Vorta is dead."

One of the lieutenants were looking at him like he was mad, but he kept his ground, "Do not make contact! They want to board the ship!"

[castielinourhearts]

*Melissa took Castiel's hand and she let go of her necklace* okay good plan

The waitress had seemed to take notice that he was going to take her—negating any plans that she or any other demon within the area may have had. The womans face morphed out of her anger before two men came in front of them brought Castiel to a halt, “You’re not taking her anywhere buddy.”“My apologies, but you are mistaken,” Castiel responded before reaching forward just as they lunged to attack.