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driftfleet2018-01-03 02:18 am
collegedropout) wrote in driftfleet2018-01-03 02:18 am
Video/Later Text
Who: Sam Winchester
Broadcast: Video.
Action: SS Bloodsport if you need 'im.
When: Now-ish.
VIDEO.
[Sam Winchester got himself a gift from the Atroma — and he admits, he's really jazzed to see Gracie the tiny tooth fairy once again. She can be seen fluttering about in the background, exploring the area with interest and getting into all his drawers and under his bed and around his book collection — she's always been particularly snoopy, huh. He sits like he's making it a point to take a break from his reading and writing and whatever the hell Sam Winchester writes into his copious amounts of journals; the chair he's sitting in is backwards, his arms resting across the backrest.]
Alright, two things:
One, what'd you get for Christmas.
And two, what's your new years resolution? C'mon. We all gotta have something we're working on this year, right?
Mine's... I mean, the usual — kicking the Atroma in the junk. But I mean more along the lines of a personal thing anyone can focus on.
[A short time later, he speaks again, but this time in text.]
TEXT.
An important thought, though. For those who might be interested in talking about it...
The visions we'd gotten for the singing planet, they weren't just for the one who was getting hit by a meteor.
The dream I'd had was about the cannibal planet, which came along later, so the thing is... there's still one more unaccounted for, isn't there? Didn't we have more than two different dreams? Just kind of worried we're coming up on Shitty Planet Number Three, and after how bad the last two were, I'm worried about the potential for even worse situations. This current planet's been okay, but please... be careful. I just have a bad feeling about this whole visions thing.
Broadcast: Video.
Action: SS Bloodsport if you need 'im.
When: Now-ish.
VIDEO.
[Sam Winchester got himself a gift from the Atroma — and he admits, he's really jazzed to see Gracie the tiny tooth fairy once again. She can be seen fluttering about in the background, exploring the area with interest and getting into all his drawers and under his bed and around his book collection — she's always been particularly snoopy, huh. He sits like he's making it a point to take a break from his reading and writing and whatever the hell Sam Winchester writes into his copious amounts of journals; the chair he's sitting in is backwards, his arms resting across the backrest.]
Alright, two things:
One, what'd you get for Christmas.
And two, what's your new years resolution? C'mon. We all gotta have something we're working on this year, right?
Mine's... I mean, the usual — kicking the Atroma in the junk. But I mean more along the lines of a personal thing anyone can focus on.
[A short time later, he speaks again, but this time in text.]
TEXT.
An important thought, though. For those who might be interested in talking about it...
The visions we'd gotten for the singing planet, they weren't just for the one who was getting hit by a meteor.
The dream I'd had was about the cannibal planet, which came along later, so the thing is... there's still one more unaccounted for, isn't there? Didn't we have more than two different dreams? Just kind of worried we're coming up on Shitty Planet Number Three, and after how bad the last two were, I'm worried about the potential for even worse situations. This current planet's been okay, but please... be careful. I just have a bad feeling about this whole visions thing.
private.
private.
[He stammers a bit near the end of her question, though.]
I don't — that's not really something I get anymore. I mean, the demon who caused them died, so I think... it's gone with him. I don't really wanna try to tap back into any of that, anyway; demonic, and all. I've seen those visions recently but they were visions everyone else got, so...
private.
private.
I haven't exactly — tried.
private.
private.
... A little bit. It's not... something that's gone down well in the past. Ever.
private.
I don't think I'd be able to resist finding out even if I was hoping for no.
private.
But, um. I think... I've slowly been coming to terms with the idea that it might not be... completely evil. I mean, I'm not evil. I've figured that much about, so — go me?
private.
But good on you for not letting it affect how you see yourself. [Because she could see where that part would be hard.]