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Who: Sam Winchester
Broadcast: TEXT. Fleetwide.
Action: N/A (but we can if you have an idea, just pm or plurk me!)
When: Today!

These masks continue to be a pain in the ass, huh?

But I guess the alternative is being laid up in bed sick — which I don't recommend, in case you're feeling brave, because seeing the people who took off their masks isn't inspiring any faith here. As for me, I'm needing a little break from travelling around down there in all that questionable toxin. Not exactly my cup of coffee, you know? Prefer more open roads, more green and, uh. An ocean I can smell and not go into coughing fits over.

Maybe I'll just spitball some stuff to pass the time while I question what I'm eating from these kitchens? I'm feeling nosy. Call it an acquired skill set, being nosy. Back in the other place I was trapped in, I mostly gathered information about our bestiary; monsters from all kinds of worlds would fall into the world with us, and I did my fair share of fighting some pretty rough creatures. Including the killer rabbits that would try to sabotage my garden. They're small, fast, and aim for the jugular, FYI.

Anyway, pick a number, any number —

1. Favorite fairy tale, ghost story, or piece of folklore.
2. Favorite thing about the other worlds you've been to? (Least favorite, too, if you're feeling like getting it off your chest? I'm a crappy psychiatrist, fair warning.)
3. Ever run into people who know you from a book, movie, or game? Or, uh... manga?
4. War games — which do you prefer, and why?
5. Magic in your world: real or fiction?

I figure I'm being totally transparent, but I'm a big fan of information gathering. But it's also... actually really nice to be in one place long enough to get to know people. How often do you have the chance to learn about alternate universes? Small pluses.

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Yeesh.

Some of the vamps I've met in Paradisa have been pretty okay. Arrogant fuckers, certainly, but at least you can reason with them. To an extent.

Yeah. I've met... a few of those. Back home.

Few and far between, but. They exist.

Even met a group that only fed on cows, when I was younger.

Well, that's terribly considerate of them. Not indulging in the stereotype and all that.

Better than them trying to rip my throat out.

Small mercies.

True. That sort of thing gets terribly messy in the long run. And the short run, come to think of it.

Messy's one word for it.

Not used to bizarre creatures like evil rabbits?

I've seen a lot of weird shit in my time, but evil rabbits does not make the list. I'm a little sad I've never had the pleasure.

That's a point for Sam, then.

I don't think you'd appreciate them biting at your ankles.

If they're tamable, I've never seen it.

Best enjoy it while you can. Not like you get them all that often.

Hm, maybe not then. I've never been all that great with animals.

What, not great friends with hell hounds?

Oh someone no, most of them are right vicious bastards. The last one I met was okay, but he'd been changed to be a regular dog so he probably didn't count.

... They can do that??

They take whatever form their Master wishes of them. In Adam's case, I reckon he just wanted a boring, regular mutt. So, that's what his Hellhound turned into.

He even called it Dog. For the antichrist, that kid sure lacked some creativity when it came to names.

You have a kid who's antichrist around too, huh?

Why am I not surprised.

Me either. Our worlds continue to be creepily similar.

Did yours turn out to be good as well? I'm assuming your Earth is still standing?

That's right. We met him and told him he didn't have to be anything evil — so he left, stepped away from his role in the apocalypse. Haven't seen him since then, but I like to think he's doing okay somewhere, him and his parents.

Huh how about that. Once again everything runs freakishly the same between our worlds.

Far as I know, Adam is living with his human parents and Dog and just...existing, I suppose. We didn't even have to tell him not to be evil, he just grew up human and too to it all on his own.

Jeez.

You don't have two brothers who hunt ghosts and other assorted monsters, do you?

We have the Witchfinders. They're supposed to hunt witches but dredge up other weird bullshit too. Used to be a big organisation but now it's just a crazy old man and this young man.

So...pretty much yeah. Just not literal brothers.

Different enough, good.

The similarities were starting to get creepy.

They really are. At least most other worlds have the decency to have glaringly different events in them.

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