Sam Winchester (
collegedropout) wrote in
driftfleet2016-10-04 07:03 pm
Entry tags:
video. i hate sponsors, they're too meta.
Who: Sam Winchester
Broadcast: fleetwide (WOO SPONSOR)
Action: Red Fish
When: Now
[Sam has had a pretty uneventful month... despite it being half spent as a toddler. But, look, none of his friends have died lately and his brother isn't trying to stab himself in the neck (recently? shut up we're being positive about this!), and, like. Space has been alright. No complaints. So that's probably why something happens right when he doesn't expect it. Or want to expect it. Sam appears on the feed, standing in the Red Fish's cargo bay, looking completely unhappy with the stack of books that are delivered to him.
They look like this, if you cock your head to the side and squint:


And Sam is totally not enthused by receiving crates of them. He reads the sponsor drop list in a hushed voice to himself.]
"From one of our sponsors — traveling across the galaxy, we bring you one of the top hits of Earth's many dimensions — Supernatural! Join the journey of two okay-looking brothers as they travel the country and somehow pass for law officials... The whole series is available... Free amulet... and anti-demon possession tattoo... with every purchase..."
[............ EHEM. MORE DIRECTLY —
Enjoy him glowering.]
... There's no laws against air-locking a bunch of crap, right? Or can I burn it somewhere?
[Feel free to accidentally get a copy or find one misplaced by the sponsor drop — the book is essentially the first episode of the show.
And it's depressing in the last chapter, but whatever.
Meta thug life, Sam lives it.]
This picture still doesn't look anything like us, for the record. This is clearly Fabio's evil twin, come on.
[He's learned to be so over this whole thing, mmkay. He wanders while still scrutinizing the book.]
And I don't fight ghosts shirtless. Who the hell would fight ghosts shirtless...?
[THIS IS ANARCHY, WINCHESTERS WEAR AT LEAST 30 LAYERS OF PLAID.]
God, if they have Supernatural book conventions somewhere out here in space, I'm going to airlock myself.
Broadcast: fleetwide (WOO SPONSOR)
Action: Red Fish
When: Now
[Sam has had a pretty uneventful month... despite it being half spent as a toddler. But, look, none of his friends have died lately and his brother isn't trying to stab himself in the neck (recently? shut up we're being positive about this!), and, like. Space has been alright. No complaints. So that's probably why something happens right when he doesn't expect it. Or want to expect it. Sam appears on the feed, standing in the Red Fish's cargo bay, looking completely unhappy with the stack of books that are delivered to him.
They look like this, if you cock your head to the side and squint:


And Sam is totally not enthused by receiving crates of them. He reads the sponsor drop list in a hushed voice to himself.]
"From one of our sponsors — traveling across the galaxy, we bring you one of the top hits of Earth's many dimensions — Supernatural! Join the journey of two okay-looking brothers as they travel the country and somehow pass for law officials... The whole series is available... Free amulet... and anti-demon possession tattoo... with every purchase..."
[............ EHEM. MORE DIRECTLY —
Enjoy him glowering.]
... There's no laws against air-locking a bunch of crap, right? Or can I burn it somewhere?
[Feel free to accidentally get a copy or find one misplaced by the sponsor drop — the book is essentially the first episode of the show.
And it's depressing in the last chapter, but whatever.
Meta thug life, Sam lives it.]
This picture still doesn't look anything like us, for the record. This is clearly Fabio's evil twin, come on.
[He's learned to be so over this whole thing, mmkay. He wanders while still scrutinizing the book.]
And I don't fight ghosts shirtless. Who the hell would fight ghosts shirtless...?
[THIS IS ANARCHY, WINCHESTERS WEAR AT LEAST 30 LAYERS OF PLAID.]
God, if they have Supernatural book conventions somewhere out here in space, I'm going to airlock myself.

voice;
[as casual as talking about the weather, this one]
I suppose you have a point. I do like those other things. Tea more than coffee, but either does the job.
voice;
My spirit — my soul, it was trapped somewhere while my body wasn't. I didn't age, but I was conscious of the years without my body. And, um, time passed faster for my soul than for my body. Does that... make sense?
voice;
[she has Issues with soul nonsense, considering hers was shattered at one point. There's a pause, and then:]
Is that . . . common where you are from?
voice;
His soul isn't the most healthy to look at anymore, man.]
That's a good way to put it.
[He sighs softly.]
It's not common at all, no. I guess I'm — what do they say? A special snowflake?
voice;
I do not see what snowflakes have to do with it. Do you mean to say that you are unique?
voice;
But yeah, things tend to happen to me that don't usually happen to others.
At this point, fate's running out of things to do to me, I think.
voice;
But I can understand that, somewhat; my life is far from what is normal in my world, too.
voice;
[FUCK YA, FATE.
Wherever you ended up.
... Please don't have me killed.]
Weird to be around normal people at home, huh?
voice;
[it isn't that she doesn't believe Fate is a physical thing you can actually see, but actually meeting her is something else entirely]
I try to avoid them, if I am being honest.
voice;
We sort of ruined Fate's plans, and she was pretty pissed.
Luckily, the situation devolved into something that wasn't deadly on any side.
[IT WAS JUST SCARY WAITING FOR FATE TO STRIKE
I DIDN'T WANT A PIANO TO FALL ON MY HEAD]
voice;
Goodness. That is . . . something.
voice;
It's the least weird thing in my life, honestly.
But I always aim to please.