Still on hiatus for most of you... there are a few storylines dean is willing to pursue... you'll be tagged if yours is one of them...
also a few sammy threads would be nice...
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Still on hiatus for most of you... there are a few storylines dean is willing to pursue... you'll be tagged if yours is one of them...
also a few sammy threads would be nice...
Dean's being an ass today...
i went to the dog park and now he won't do replies.... Please like if I owe you!
"I want rough sex. Now."
"Well, I wouldn’t want to disappoint."
I want you
"Christ, what the hell are you going on about?" He questioned rolling his eyes, "I’m not going to leave you. You know that. I’ll always have your back- we’re in this together."
Waking Nightmare || Closed
Dean awoke, covered in sticky, half dried blood. He was alone, in a meticulous motel room, not a drop of blood anywhere except on him. Evie was gone. He had no idea what happened. But the blood wasn't his. he wasn't hurt, save a bruise on his cheekbone.
"what... the hell happened?"
OOC: Bed.
TO: the-b0y-king Snipingshepherd : I have finished the starters and will post them when I get on later.
TO: evie-jones : I got your link and we can finish plotting tomorrow.
Goodnight all.
+4
"Well , Hello there. You lookin' for something?"
3 +
It'd been a long week for the demon and all she wanted was to kick up her feet at a local bar and drink booze while she was hit on by what she considered lowlifes. That didn't happen. Instead, Meg found herself alone in a field, eyes darting madly for some sign of something familiar. Every twenty-or-so minutes, a car would blaze down the dirt road and once or twice Meg thought about hitching a ride.
She didn't. The demon remained alone, listening to the sound of wind rattle the phone wires. Her hopes rose when she thought she saw a figure walking down the road.