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[`he nods, taking in what the other was saying. it had been a long day and the hot trail he’d been on came to a cold and dead end with no clues to continue on] uh, yeah [`rubs idly at the side of his face from exhaustion before glancing back up] you’re right—just [`motions with his hand at the body of his brother] go back, I’ll deal with this. [`taking a couple of steps back to his original stance, he poised himself into the position he was in when talking to Sam. he’d have to delude his brother and pick up where they had left off].

independent-sam

There could very well have been angels. [/he stares at Dean, his gaze still hard and withdrawn, his posture stiff and his mind is reeling as though he's been hiding something, but he's too good at acting to reveal it.] Very well. [/he briefly nods and his eyes glow blue once more, allowing Sam to regain control of his body; he shifts uncomfortably, narrowing his eyes in his brother's direction--there was something undeniably off about this whole situation.] --Where the hell were you, anyway? [/he continues on from his question before Ezekiel took control.] Doesn't matter whether Garth forgot to call or not, what were you doing?

#r #jerk

independent-dean

[`raises a brow, arms crossing over his chest by habit] I know Garth called, he told me he did, so either Sam’s lying or—[`he points a deadly finger towards the angel] you picked up, so which is it? [`tilts his head to the side with an ironic smile, stepping forward].

independent-sam

The answer is simple, Dean. [/Zeke answers plainly without so much as a shift in his stance, or an attempt to explain it all away.] I answered for him because as I have said, I am not at full health myself. I cannot afford to continue healing major wounds your brother may happen to receive. [/he pauses, allowing Dean to catch up with his words, lifting his eyebrows although he remains otherwise expressionless.] Had he known where you were, he would have come after you immediately. Have I not saved us both a great deal of trouble?

#r #jerk

Originally, there were three of us--independent-dean, independent-sam and independent-castiel... Then things happened and we drifted away from these accounts before we could get any contact information from Castiel. I was able to keep in touch with Dean and we decided we'd make a comeback on these accounts and we don't think it feels quite right without our Castiel here with us. So I ask--no, I beg of you to reblog this post and get the word out.

I don't know how comfortable they would be with it, but they went by the name Em and that's all Dean and I know. I know it isn't much to go on, but hopefully if you just reblog this post, they'll see it on their dashboard and they'll come back to us.

I know posts like these are a little bit tiresome, but it's so close to Christmas and we just want our little Sam, Dean and Cas trio to be back together. We miss Cas dearly.

And you, Castiel, if you see this: Please come back to us, we'll be right here. Just come to my ask, or even Dean's.

Please spread the word!

#indie rp #kpop rp #rp search #krp #rp finder

independent-dean

[`balls his hand into a fist, dropping onto the ground the bag he’d been carrying for the past months as he turned, eyes set hard on his brother] I—[`he sighs, straightening up] Zeke [`though its against his better judgement, he calls out for the angel within his brother, he was certain Garth had called].

independent-sam

[/just as he's about to say something else, Dean calls out that name again--the name that has been uttered a few times before, leaving Sam to wonder what's really going on.] Dean. [/comes Ezekiel--Zeke's voice after Sam's body stiffens and his eyes glow blue, his tone already indicates that he knows exactly why he's been called out; he straightens up and clenches his jaw, staring straight at Dean.]

#r #jerk

independent-dean

[`rubs at his temple, muttering cuss words under his breath as he walks across the room] you sure? nothing?

independent-sam

Nothing, Dean. I didn't hear a thing from Garth. [/he arches a brow and remains stationery as Dean crosses the room.] You were just gone, I didn't know what the hell happened.

#r #jerk

independent-sam

[ The Hunter and the Amnesiac. ] - Winchesters; PARA RP.

independent-dean

The oldest Winchester had been doing some last minute research on their next job, a witches cult in Briarwood, Kentucky. Unbeknownst to him, they already knew the boys were coming and were in the midst of taking measures. His fingers typed away as the night progressed, but something felt wrong. It started with a weird itch in the back of his throat which slowly transgressed to his face. Before he knew it he was a coughing lunatic, his brain began to hurt and thump as if it was about to break free out of his skull. The pain became too great that his body just collapsed right under it. Hours passed, his cheek just pressed against the laptop keys, body gone immobile, and nobody to help. He was unconscious for a good three hours before slowly coming to. His mind however went into a frenzy—everything had become unknown.

“Wha-” Dean’s eyes darted to every corner of the motel room. His mind felt blank and he just sat there for a while like a deer in headlights. What was going on? Where was he? What was this place?. He didn’t know what to do, whether he should stay put or not. His thinking however seemed to come to an abrupt stop when the front door swung open. Holy shit was all his mind transferred before he was up and rushing to the random man that had broken in through the door and was now laying lifeless on the ground.

“Hey hey, you alright, man?!” fuck. Dean looked around, hands gripping the others firm shoulders. Even if his mind seemed to have wiped out all of the memories that had been made through out the years. his body didn’t. He still had his sharp hunter eyes which led him to find a cell resting on top of one of the beds. His hands instantly left the other in a run for the phone, bloody and trembling fingers swiping across the buttons. Thankfully he hadn’t forgotten everything. Dean had no idea what was going on for the most part, except for the fact that there was a dying man only a few inches from him. The only calming thought in his mind was that the paramedics were coming. Hopefully soon.

independent-sam

Sam showed no signs of waking up yet; he had lost too much blood, and he required immediate medical attention. Usually, Dean would have taken care of it to the best of his abilities, and then took Sam to the hospital if need be. What the unconscious Winchester didn't know, was that Dean's memory had been wiped by the coven of witches they were planning to take care of after this hunt.

When the paramedics arrived, they checked Sam's vitals and placed a temporary gauze bandage over the wound, managing to bring down the bleeding for the time being. They strapped him onto a stretcher and carried him out to the ambulance, letting Dean come with them because the older Winchester had 'lied', telling them that he was related to Sam--his real intention was to stick around until he woke up, then ask him what was going on and if they knew each other.

In the ward, Sam remained unconscious for the next few hours. His eyes started flickering behind his lids, a discomforted groan escaping him; he opened his eyes slowly, furrowing his brows while squinting, the harshness of the hospital lights throwing him off momentarily. He attempted to push himself up into a sitting position, audibly wincing as a sharp pain shot through the wound on his abdomen. His expression grew confused and he started looking around, blinking rapidly to focus his vision. "Dean?" He asked to no one in particular, hoping that his brother was around, and that he hadn't gone off to deal with their next job on his own.

#m!a: injury #jerk #para: hunter and amnesiac

[ The Hunter and the Amnesiac. ] - Winchesters; PARA RP.

After fighting to keep his consciousness, still bleeding heavily all over the Impala--which he knew Dean would kill him for--Sam finally reached the motel. He hauled himself out of the Impala, swaying on his feet, already lightheaded from the amount of blood he had lost.

Sam shakily pulled the motel keys out of his pocket, fumbling with them as he tried to open the door, taking several attempts to get the key into the keyhole. Once he managed to unlock it, he stumbled inside, blinking blearily as he examined the room for Dean.

"Dean," he choked out, eyes landing on his older brother, his vision blurring in and out, making it hard for him to see. He only managed to take another step, his dizziness worsening rapidly, vision blacking out as he crashed to the floor with a thud. He lay there, motionless and unconscious, but still breathing. His clothes were soaked with his blood, his hands and arms caked with flecks that had dried. He even had some smeared on the side of his face and temples, where he had been rubbing his head, as if trying to suppress the dizziness to keep himself conscious. He was a mess.

#independent dean #jerk #para: hunter and amnesiac #m!a: injury

[ M!A: Injury. ] - SELF PARA.

He was used to tending to hunts alone, completely unaided, while Dean took care of other things. He'd tackled harder jobs than this--this was easy, it was a low level Shapeshifter, so Sam wasn't worried. He took with him the things he needed; silver knife, silver bullets--the usual. Everything seemed to be in order at the motel, and so Sam slung his bag carelessly over his shoulder, sauntering out the door without a second thought.

The shifter was nearby and Sam had already confirmed the location of its lair, linking a string of recent murders to the creature, thus arriving at the conclusion that it needed to be dealt with. Everything about this hunt was routine, informing Dean of where he was going, and a maximum time frame of how long he would be, so Dean could gauge if he had gotten into trouble should he take longer than he stated.

Injury, for however long you desire. Your injury will be from a hunt gone wrong; and it will be a stab wound to the abdomen. The weapon could be a knife or something of your choosing. Also you may feel fee to paragraph roleplay this with Dean, that may make it more interesting for you. - M!A.

Injury: Muse will be injured somehow (anon decides severity and injury) for ____.

[ OOC: Sounds good. Sounds like fun. ]

#anonymous #a

M!As: Send Me Some?

Baby: Muse is pregnant and due in ____. (Father specified by anon)

Sight: Muse is blind for ___

Hearing: Muse is deaf for ___

Ariel: Muse doesn't have a tongue for ___

Memory: Muse cannot remember anything for ___

Injury: Muse will be injured somehow (anon decides severity and injury) for ____

Fear: Muse will be terrified by something or someone (anon specifies who) for ___

Gemini: Muse will split into two different versions of themself for ___

Basket: Muse finds a baby in a basket and has to take care of it for ___

Compulsion: Muse has OCD for ___ (anon decides primary source of obsession [number, clenliness, etc])

Love: Muse will be in love with (Anon decides) for 2 days

Cloak: Muse will be Invisible if wearing a special Clothing (Anon decides) for 3 Hours

Cough: Muse will be ill for 14 Hours

Remember: Muse will suffer Memory Loss for 4 Days

Gas: Muse will have hallucinogenic imaginary sights for one day.

Beer: Muse will talk like a Drunk and hit on everybody, lasts 3 Hours

Host: Muse will be a Gentleman/Lady for 34 Hours

Age: Muse will be a Kid for 10 Hours

Feels: Muse will be obsessed with an event or something that will cause them to express related emotions (Anon decides)

Phobia: Muse is terribly afraid of something or someone (Anon specifies)

Lurk: Muse will follow ______(Anon can specify who or what)

Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours

Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day

Sick: Muse will be sick with a unique flu for (Anon decides. Anon may also specify flu symptoms, they can even be really odd, different from Cough curse.)

Command: Muse has to take commands by the next _______ people in their ask (Anon specifies)

Obsession: Muse will be obsessed with ______ (Anon specifies) for the next 12 hours.

Reverse: Muse's personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)

Extremist: Muse becomes an extremist for (Anon specifies and decides for how long)

Class: Muse will believe they are a high-class prostitute for (Anon decides)

Switch: Muse has to switch bodies with (Anon decides, but muns have to agree) for (Anon decides how long)

Power: Muse gains _______ (Anon specifies) as a power for 17 hours

Confess: Muse has to confess something they think of or feel toward anyone they speak to each time they speak to them for the next 5 hours

Enemy: Muse takes the appearance of someone they hate for 16 hours

Slave: Muse becomes a maid or butler to _______ (Anon decides) for 24 hours

Dream: Muse is able to trespass in the dreams and nightmares of others for 48 hours

Impression: Muse thinks they are a ______ (Anon pick an animal) for 15 hours

Gone: Muse loses _____ (Mun decides something or someone important) for 16 hours

Kiss: Muse wants to kiss everyone in their inbox for the next hour

Stalk: Muse thinks they are being stalked for (Anon decides)

Nightmare: Muse is plagued with horrific images and scenes both in sleeping and in waking for 3 days

Paranoia: Muse becomes extremely paranoid about (Anon specifies what and for how long)

Infatuation: Muse becomes /madly/ in love with the next person they see on their dashboard for 4 days

Hallucination: Muse sees things for (Anon decides)

Alarm: Muse keeps hearing an alarm go off but cannot figure out where for the next 18 hours

AU: Muse is stuck in an Alternate Universe with little recollection of their own universe for a whole week

Craving: Muse will have an unusual craving for (Anon specifies) for 9 hours

Mother: Muse suspects everyone has insulted their mother for 4 hours

Thin Ice: Muse strays onto thin ice and falls through unless saved. (Mun chooses whether they live or die)

High Tide: Muse is trapped in a cave with water that will fill it in 4 hours.

Pins and Needles: Muse feel as if someone is sticking needles in them for 2 hours.

Crawling Bugs: Muse becomes paranoid of bugs crawling on his/her skin and keeps hallucinating that there are bugs crawling on them.

Angel: Muse is and angel for ___

Demon: Muse is a demon for ___

Possession: Muse is possessed by a demon for ___

Broken: Muse is mentally broken and upset with themselves to the point that they harm themselves for ___

Sleeping Beauty: Muse is cursed by a sleeping spell for ____ days or until someone gives a true loves kiss.

Feel free to add more!

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boyd-stevens

Bela Talbot One-Liners.

#bela

My brother's preference in women apparently lies in body, while mine lies in brains. I like my ladies smart.

#s: text

fairestcharming

This isn’t about a war, it’s about two brothers that loved each other, and betrayed each other … you think you’d be able to relate! Why do you think you two are the vessels? Think about it! Michael, the big brother, loyal to an absent father. And Lucifer, the little brother, rebellious of Daddy’s plan. You were born to this, boys. It’s your destiny! It was always you! As it is in Heaven, so it must be on Earth! One brother has to kill the other.

#s: image #jerk

Greed.

Greed: Something I can’t get enough of.

Demon blood.

Knowledge.

#anonymous #a

Lust

Lust: Something that I find attractive.

Articulate women.

#anonymous #a

Pride.

Pride: Something that I like about myself.