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Who: Beat and all y'all
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Marsiva, SS Bishop
When: 3/23 and 3/24

Action: Marsiva 3/23
[Anyone on the Marsiva will be treated to the sight of a beautiful clean spaceship, the wide open expanse of space and stars, and the disaster of a human whirlwind known as Beat. Just Beat. He has no other name he wants to give people and even that's hard to get out of him when the blond teenager is just running relentlessly from door to door and wall to wall punching the living daylights out of every space he can find with the loudest war-cry he can manage.

Peace?

Quiet?

What're those?]

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO---

[BAM!!!! Fist meets wall.]

OW!! DAMMIT!

[And off he goes again to smash into another door or maybe punch the hell out of random empty bed.

Really hope no one on the Marsiva was trying to sleep.]

Broadcast: Marsiva 3/23
[Despite being a teenager, he's from a time before smartphones and fancy cameras built into tablets. So when he starts up the communication device, he's mad that it's taken him this long to figure it out, and it shows.]

UGH FINALLY.

[He holds the device out at arm's length like he's about to take a selfie.]

Name's Beat. Who do I gotta punch t'get back home, huh? I got stuff I gotta do that ain't here in space.

Action: SS Bishop 3/24
[With a jingle and a burst of confetti, Beat is suddenly not on the Marsiva. Hurray!

But now he's on another, smaller ship. Boo.

Beat shakes himself to get the confetti off his hat and then immediately yells as loud as he can so as many people(?) can hear him, if there are any people on this tinier ship.]

WHY THE HELL DO I KEEP GETTIN' TEENNAPPED?! WHERE AM I?!

[And who does he have to punch to get home now?!]

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[Hmmmmm...well, if he's sure. Castiel isn't about to get elbows-deep into something that doesn't involve him if the problems aren't glaring.] You should have broken something with all the thrashing around you're doing. And you're both alive and dead. [it's weird] It would be stranger if you didn't have a pact.

Oh yeah I guess that makes some sense, huh?

[No Beat. No it doesn't.]

But I ain't gonna break just 'cause of a few doors an' walls. These ain't even made to zap me or nothin'! They're just regular dumb walls an' doors and I kicked those down on the reg even before I died!

[Mostly just doors though, not walls.]

Well...carry on, then. [If the kid's sure he won't hurt himself then he can flail around to his heart's content. Castiel is going back to his nerdy research]

HOOOOO!!!

[Since he got permission, Beat is going to do just that - he turns and runs straight into the closest door.

And promptly bounces right off it and crashes to the ground.]

DAMMIT!

[Beat pushes himself up and then flops back onto the ground, groaning. This definitely wasn't working. Where was Phones when he needed him to come up with a plan?]

...

[After a moment, he calls back out to the weirdo on the bed.]

You learn anythin' good?

I wouldn't want to bore you. [OHHHHHHHHH]

I'm already bored!

[He's gotten tired of running into walls and doors that don't open.]

And I'm hungry.

[Because even the dead get hungry apparently.]

This place sucks, yo.

There's food over there. [Doesn't look up as he points. It's probably hard to see, what with all the bunks in the way, but there is a buffet tucked around the corner.] Apparently it's better than the food on the other ships, so you should indulge while you can.

They got burgers and chili dogs? 'Cause if it's healthy crap, I ain't interested.

[He still hasn't rolled up from the floor. At the moment, his head is still spinning from slamming it into whatever metal the doors are made of.]

[omg were you dean winchester in another life

Castiel rolls his eyes with a sigh but gets up and rounds the corner to check on the food before coming back to his bed.] No burgers, but I don't think all of it is healthy. You'll need to take the chance since we could be here a few days.

[were you a mom in another life, castiel

When he comes back, Beat is sitting up crosslegged on the ground, chin in hand. He'd have his chin in both hands, but his left one is currently transparent.]

You been here before?

[hey quick question

fuck off

another quick question why is ur hand like that]

Apparently, not that I can recall anything. [Or are u asking how he knew that]

[first answer

nah

second answer

some bullshit]

So how you know you've been here before if you can't remember?

[Oh hey, his hand. Beat finally notices that his left one is rapidly disappearing and he frowns, shaking it until it comes back.]

[Just crooks a brow and holds up his comm, giving it a little shake. Research, that's how. You ghosty little punkass]

[Beat blinks and takes out his comm, staring at it.]

And? What? Did it tell you?

[Okay.....fine.........never let it be said that Castiel holds a grudge..................

Cas circles around and bends over to point to Beat's comm over his shoulder, tapping a couple things. It's so weird teaching someone else how to use technology, and he sends some silent thanks to Sam for being so patient with him when he was pissed off that he couldn't get Candy Crush onto his own phone back home.] You can go here and read previous communications between people who've been brought here like us. Apparently new people appear here with enough regularity that people have made welcome guides.

[Whoa, what? THIS IS AWESOME. He's used to flip phones and thinking those were pretty cool, but this? It's so much better! Just a swipe of his fingers and things show up? Toootally easier than clicking keys all day.]

Oh man, sweet! This is awesome! What else it got in there? Any games?

[Because reading a bunch of guides sounds boring af]

I don't know. [SCOWL.] I tried looking for some, but this isn't like the cellular phone I had before. I'm not sure where they keep the applications. [Fiddles with his comm, like where are the angry birds,]

[Wait so cellphones get this advanced? Where? When? Beat has a lot of questions now, but the most pressing one is this "applications" thing.]

Do you gotta apply to use the games? Laaaaaaame. Why not just let anyone use 'em?

No no, not that kind of application. [.........he doesn't know how to explain it] You should ask Sam Winchester, when we're regulated to our ships. He can tell you how this works. [your problem now sam]

[Sam, got it. He won't remember that last name, but how hard could it be to find a guy named Sam in space, right?]

Ain't this our ship?

No, we'll be moved to others within a few days. [At least that seems to be the pattern listed in that guide u don't wanna read]

[reading is dumb ok kthxbai]

Uggggh...

[Beat drops his head back as he hears this pleasant little piece of news, dragging his hands down his face.]

But I just got here? Why I gotta move again...

[why are you always complaining, god damn] I don't know, but it happens to everyone.

Edited 2018-04-11 02:05 (UTC)

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sasstiel, i see

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