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Mike Driver
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@howcanxixhelpyou
[text] I just want a boyfriend who will have sex to Disney Pandora.
[text]. I'm confused on how you think I can help with this problem.[text] I'm not a dating service.[text] Unless you are saying we should get together.[text]. Then the answer is no.
[text] Welp, I just herniated a vocal cord during sex. How was your night?
{Soulless Sam}[text]. Good to know I caused that.[text] We should have another night like that tonight.[text] Now that you've brought that to my attention, my night just got better.
"Can I ask you a question?" [Random starter question because why not? ^^]
"Yes, anything. Feel free to ask."
howcanxixhelpyou:
Gabriel smiled. “I do think we met as well.” He confirmed. He could not really grasp how, or when, but he definitely felt they had met.
The dream sounded quite familiar. He too had had some odd dreams on that line and he really never investigated into them to be honest, but that man, suddenly coming up with that topic and talking of it so freely had made him take into consideration those odd dreams for the first time.
"I kind of understand. I had that sort of dreams too." He replied.
The look of surprise crossed Sam’s face as the other said he had dreams as well. So he wasn’t crazy! That made him feel a bit better. This guy was making him feel better for once about having these dreams.
"I always get them when I fall asleep or doze off. Like at work."
He shouldn’t fall asleep at work but he couldn’t help it. It was a boring job. And he got paid by the hour so it didn’t really matter. Just as long as he didn’t get busted, then he’d be alright.
"Maybe they mean something. Have you ever felt like you aren’t meant to do what you’re doing? Like you should be doing something else. I don’t like who I am. I work in a cubicle, I hate my last name, as well as my job, my clothes, and just practically everything in general."
Gabriel opened his eyes in surprise. So yeah, finally someone who did not think of him as completely crazy, or in need of a therapy. He visibly relaxed. “You might not want to believe me, but the same happens to me. Whenever I sleep, or I doze off, bam, here we go with the weird dreams. Like, I even have godly powers in my dreams, that’s weird. And it happens mostly at work.”
Not that he usually fell asleep at work, but when he was not working he would feel the need to sleep.
"I’ve felt that too many times. Lost count. And I can’t really say I like being this. I mean. A janitor. I feel like I should be something else. Something greater. I know it, I feel it. I feel it in my gut." He made a pause. "So, any idea on what to do?"
Sam listened to him attentively. God-like powers? Maybe that explained the way he was caught in fire. And another thing Sam remembered from the dreams was that the one before him could snap his fingers and make things appear. Or disappear.
"Funny you should mention god-like powers. There's something else you could do in my dreams. You snapped your fingers and made things happen. Like made people appear or disappear."
That was significant, right?
"Uhh....maybe you could try that? I don't know man. Its the only thing I can come up with at the moment. Got to start somewhere, right?"
If it didn't work then maybe they could come up with another idea from their dreams. Cause from what he was saying, they both fell asleep at work. Sam had always heard messages could be delivered through dreams. Maybe this was the reasoning behind these. To get them to remember who they were previously. Or what they were supposed to be now.
[I’m here for a second and am surprised I still have followers over here. Sammy has been on a vacation I think cause his muse hasn’t been too active. Or he was threatened by Azazel. Either way, I’m back for a little bit.]
[I'll work on things here as soon as my damn app stops acting up. It says I have absolutely nothing on my activity and I know I do cause I have two new followers at least. I wish I had a computer with actual internet. Mobile sucks horribly.]
[So after months if not being here on this blog I'm back for a bit.]
Real dialogue. I shit you not.
[My Sam has never met any Gadreels. He's had dreams of him but never actually met the angel. He's not sure if he wants to since the only dream he can remember is of him being a vessel for the fallen guard of Eden. And it scares him to even begin to imagine what might happen if he came face to face with him.]
I heard it was your birthday...
It’s not much, and we barely know one another, but I wish for you to have it. Happy Birthday.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sam gently took the book from the one holding it out and smiled. Alice in Wonderland. One of his favorites. Holding it close as if to protect of from any damage it may encounter, he smiled more. "Thank you. I used to enjoy reading it when I was younger but I never was able to obtain a copy. I'll keep it always. And we could totally be friends."
Castiel sure seems to have a lot to say about you. Says there a quite a few things he finds interesting about you as well, but as to what those things are, he won't divulge. It's almost as if you two are partners in crime or something. You're both kind of shady.
Sam listened to the anon speak, noticing how they were getting bolder by the second when it came to their choice of words. The fillet knife in which was in Sam's hand never stopped moving."Did he now? Well its his choice if he wishes to talk about me but I doubt you'll get anything from him. No matter how much you ask."A sinister gleam crossed his features as he heard the words 'shady' leave the unknown person's lips. But that isn't what caused the killer to get irritates with the conversation."Partners in crime? I don't see how that concerns you. Keep talking, greyface, and I might just show you exactly who you're up against. Your blood will go nicely on my walls."
[To my new followers: I have three verses for Sam (well that I can remember anyway): Serial Killer!verse (that's what the anon is referring to when they talk about Cas being strange. Sam's partner in crime/lover is a serial killer Castiel) Its a terrible life verse (my default one for this blog) And Sam Winchester (like he is normally in the series) If you would like to rp, let me know which verse you want. And my older replies I need to get to, I'll get to them when I get to a computer.]
[My activity button is screwed up on this blog....]
Sam, that Castiel guy is a strange one...why do you spend time with him?
"Strange isn't the word I'd use really. Interesting is more like it. Or perhaps entertaining is the word I'd use to describe him. As for why I spend time with him....if I told you, I'd have to kill you". Almost as emphasis, Sam twirled a men icing looking fillet knife in his hand.[Nonnie, serial killer Sammy doesn't speak publicly about his relationship with Castiel. He's very secretive about that ]
Send my character messages that you think will strike a nerve.
Whether the reaction be anger or sadness.
teenage jailbait Sammy seducing his big brother (✿◠‿◠)
guilty, horrified, totally-turned-on Dean trying to resist and eventually giving in and putting Sam on his back and totally wrecking him (◡‿◡✿)
TRUTH SERUM - MY MUSE HAS TO ANSWER ANY AND ALL QUESTION REGARDLESS OF WHAT IT IS.
Please preface questions with “Truth”
Harass my muse! Anon or not: Ask them hard questions! Bother them about their relationships! Try and make them hot and bothered! Make them cry! Pretend to be their future kids! Anything goes!
