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The Family Page
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[OOC] updates
Updated threads pages
Renamed threads pages to ‘my stories with friends and enemies’
Created relationship page
Currently there’s only 2 relationships on there; due to the fact that Gabe-mun and Sam-mun have taught me the most about how to rp. I will add more people as time goes by.
(love you guys! words can’t express how grateful I am for what I’ve learned from you guys!)
Christmas Time: closed RP +Winchesterjunior
Jedi grimaced as she rolled her neck. She’d been driving for a few hours now to be able to get to the Bunker. It was Christmas Eve and she was going to spend Christmas in the Bunker with Sam, Dean and Kevin.
Sam had been right; driving that long was a pain in the neck.
She smiled to herself while she thought about Sam. she still couldn’t believe it. It had been a few weeks or so since the two of them had finally stopped beating around the bush and told each other how they felt. Since then, the two of them spent time regularly during the weekends if Sam didn’t have a hunt that had to be done. One of the first weekends had been spent with her being in a tattooist’s chair to get her anti possession tattoo done. It had ended up being put on her left hip, a place where she could cover it up properly and no get in trouble at work for it.
She glanced down at the map she’d been given by Sam with the location of the bunker. She was pretty sure that she was in the right place.
She pulled over the car and got out. Sam had described it to her as a sort of Hobbit hole like appearance. She smiled to herself and leaned back against her car, sending Sam a text.
‘Im here get ur wookie butt outside? ;)’
Gadreel: closed rp + Winchesterjunior
It hadn’t been easy to track him down, but she finally had. It had taken Garth, Castiel and more importantly, Dean to figure it out, but they’d done it. The information hadn’t been meant for her though, but she’d been the one answering the call from Garth for Dean as he was out helping Cas with something.
She’d said that she would pass the information along, but she hadn’t. Dean was possibly going to kill her for this – or lock her up in a dungeon in the Bunker – but it was going to be worth it. At least if she could pull this off.
She double checked the location that Garth had given her. The central park. She tucked the note into her pocket, stepping onto the grounds. It didn’t take her that long to see him. He looked like how he had since the last time they met.
She walked over to him, keeping her arms loosely at her side even though she wanted to take another swing at him. She’d come unarmed, hoping that would be a sign of trust. Maybe a stupid plan, but she had to try it. “Hello, Gadreel.” She said, stopping a few paces away from him.
✆ - Sam
“Sam's name in my phone is Chewie. His ringtone is the intro for Linkin Park's 'What I've done. I still don’t know what’s happened to Sam in the past, but I know he’s trying to cross those things out.”
In need of angst.
Any takers? I'm craving angst. Not the kind where there's physical torture but psychological. Any takers?
Paradise Lost| Closed RP with winchesterjunior
Gabriel was louging on the slightly funky-smelling couch in the Winchester's motel room. He'd heard that the boys were chasing after a particularly nasty demon group and thought he could provide some assistance.
A little after ten that night, he heard the lock on the motel room door click and the archangel sat up expectantly. The towering figure of Sam Winchester strode into the room, but one look was all it took to tell Gabriel that someone else was currently driving his body.
"You..."
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