JustAnna

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean jumped into the Impala back seat, shoving Sam over roughly, "Move..."

There was something about this girl he couldn't shake. She never seemed to stay around when John was around. She never seemed to want to talk about much else than the bar they were in, or the trouble she had been in, that she seemed to find everywhere. It was as if she was a ghost. Obviously, he knew better. He had never heard of a ghost that had sex with men, in which they didn't lose their eyes or heart...or something.

"Dean...", he heard Sam whisper in the background, and he snapped to the current, looking at his little brother. His eyes were filled with tears he didn't even know were there. Some were directed at John, and the rage he felt at his dad for being such a damn prison warden. Some were directed at the feeling of losing Mika every...single...time he was forced to deal with this again. But he needed to deal with it.

"I don't wanna talk about it, Sammy..."

John opened the door to the Impala and sat down in the drivers seat, letting a long sigh leave his throat. He didn't put the keys into the ignition. He didn't make a move to leave, which caused Dean's heart to skip a beat. After a while, he turned his head to the side, "I know you're mad, son. But this is for the best. At the end of the day, it's the three of us. I miss her too, but you have to let her go. What do you think Bobby would say, if you brought this up?"

"Bobby has enough common sense to look into it, Dad.", Dean answered, careful not to speak too out of hand in front of Sam.

"AND HE HAS!", John screamed, causing them both to jump as he hammered the steering wheel with his fists, "I'm done with this...I mean it Dean."

"And mom?"

"Dean...", Sam and John both whispered at the same time.

"Yeah...we don't talk about that, do we? Just go. Minnesota and your death trap are calling.", Dean lashed out, leaning his head back against the seat. He reached into the front seat and grabbed his Dad's journal, opening it to their current case. After reading over the coordinates, he pulled out his phone, like a broken record, and simply texted them to Kenzi.

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Yup all good with me. I'll post in a bit later when I put my chrome book on. I'm currently trying to not overheat and die of stomach pains XD

@FuriePhoenix

Oh no! Did you get your second shot finally, or completely unrelated? Ibuprofen is literally the only thing that helps symptoms when you get your second shot (for current or future reference).

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Well then...after everyone is done huffing and puffing and being worried, they can talk about their next moves. I’m waiting to post again for Dean until Furie posts, but I figure sometime in the next few would be a good time to time jump to them having caught up as best they could and are now headed out.

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Since Benjamin has a tie to magic, it might be his best interest to not go with Dean and Bobby, since they are summoning blindly.

So, how about Esme goes with Dean...and maybe Mika.

Benjamin can research or do something with his abilities to learn more about Liliths children.

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Would everyone be in a decent agreement with me and Furie doing a joint post to finish up the hotel room drama between siblings after a post tomorrow?

I’m thinking that they can sort of request “alone time” to figure out what everyone is going to do. A few key ideas for the characters outside of the brothers:

1) Someone needs to research what is going on with Lilith.
2) Dean and Bobby are going to find out about Castiel. Someone can go with them, but your character will need something to do while Dean is visited during his nap.
3) Sam is going to meet Ruby.
4) and there is room for some to go and try to research/coerce demons into telling them about Liliths children.

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Dean Winchester/Annabeth/Cason

“Hey…listen to my brother, okay? You said this guy had lied to you, right? You didn’t even know he was a demon and you’ve lived with him for how long?”, Dean stammered, stepping forward, picking up his gun once again from the table in front of him. He held it under the table and pulled the hammer back, “Just…relax. Sammy isn’t the bad guy here.”

“But they said you are like me!”, AnnaBeth sobbed, showing her weakness. She was terrified. She tightened her psychic grip on Cason’s throat for a second, before dropping him onto the floor violently, “I hear voices in my head. They…they told me to find you.”

“Okay. We’ll start there…”, Dean whispered, his shaky hand still gripping his gun.

“This is touching, really. The way you guys talk people down is adorable, but we should go…”, Cason croaked out. Rolling his eyes as Annabeth stepped closer to Sam, “What? Five seconds ago you were ready to kill him and now you believe him? Give me a break…”

“He hasn’t lied, yet. You’ve lied to me since we met.”

“And how do you know that?”, Cason answered, rolling his eyes again, before coughing a bit of black smoke from his throat.

“I can see it in his eyes.”, she whispered, her white colored eyes turning back to blue, as she reached out and wrapped her arm around Sam’s for protection. Cason scoffed, throwing his hands up.

“Fine. You’re welcome for keeping you alive…but…you’re their problem now.”, he muttered, his eyes almost teary as he stepped back from them all. He reached a hand up and snapped his fingers, disappearing.

“Son of a bitch! Why did you tell us he could do that?!”, Dean yelled, running to the spot where Cason had been standing, his gun in his hand. Annabeth cowered next to Sam, her hand tightening on his arm, not saying a word.

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And now we should be able to slow down a bit. <3

Supernatural (the show) - 1x1 Canon/non-canon

So, I have a group Supernatural RP running, and I'm afraid that my boredom/excitement is going to make the RP move too fast for my other players. For that reason, I need a 1x1 to fill that gap in time between their posts. I'm honestly open to almost anything, as long as you're familiar with the canon enough to discuss ideas.

The only thing I ask is that you're not one sided, and give me the energy I give.

I usually play Dean Winchester in most of my RPs, so if that's a pairing with your OC that you like, I'm pretty experienced in being Dean lol

All I ask is that you're willing to play either Sam, Castiel, Samifer, or an OC with some interesting qualities. I prefer MxF or FxF but I'm not above MxM, either. :). I'm flexible.

<3. Pretty vague, but show your interest, I guess. I'm super easy to deal with.

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Dean Winchester/Annabeth/Cason

Dean huffed as his temper continued to flare at Cason’s words. If the dude wasn’t a demon, he would have had a bullet in his head at that moment. Watching Sam intently, he leaned into Mika, allowing her to nearly hold him up as he processed the fact that he was dealing with Lilith garbage fresh from the grave. Not really a shocker, but overwhelming nonetheless. He lowered his right arm to grip her forearm as he vibrated from a growl that left his chest.

“Calm yourself, Samantha. I’m getting there. Lilith needed all of her children rounded up. That much is obvious. It’s not like when she’s done with her plan that she can afford to have half a dozen nukes floating around. She managed to snuff them all…except one.”, Cason smirked, his face starting to heal from the blow the older Winchester landed against his nose.

Annabeth had been boiling, her breathing getting more and more animalistic as she sat on the floor, glaring at Sam, “You knew the whole time…”

Cason raised both his eyebrows, a little surprised at Annabeth’s voice singing out in the silence. Shockingly she continued and Cason rolled his eyes, “Um…Sweetheart.”

“SHUT UP! I’m talking to him…”, she screamed, suddenly, making Dean jump at the sheer volume of her voice. She reached a hand out, her face read and her eyes fading to a bright white for a second. Cason began to choke, gagging and grabbing at his throat.

“Guys…”, he choked as a drop of blood began to fall from Annabeth’s nose.

“YOU KNEW?! HE SAID YOU KNEW!”, she screamed, the mirror on the ceiling cracking at the sound of her voice, her eyes staring straight through Sam.

“What the hell is going on? Bobby?”, Dean asked, his eyes wide as he tried to decide what was going on. Bobby froze, not sure how to respond to the threat. On one hand, he felt the need to grab her, but on the other hand, he hadn’t spoke to Sam in months.

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This was kinda irrelevant in its original form, since I went ahead and posted. I am creating plot. :). I hope no one is getting left behind. If so, I'll make it up to you. We move fast, I know.