01: [Voice -> Video] Carry On Wayward Son

[dashboardlite]

[There's an unhappy growling sound, a few switches clicking, and the low buzz of electronics warming up.]

C'mon, you fucker.  Jesus, you- Okay. There.  God damn it, didn't think I'd have to leave my own message like a bad zombie apocalypse movie.

[The screen flickers and it clears up to show a man's torso before he bends down to squint into the camera. He's ruggedly good-looking, albeit a little angry at present with the set jaw and furrowed brow. He narrows green eyes at the lens and prods it experimentally before shuffling to one side and scraping a chair across the floor to the table, settling on it and propping his feet up before speaking.]

No goddamn clue where I am.

[He groans, rubbing the back of his neck.]

'M in a room, in a house, and Sammy if you get this broadcast you come and find me, you hear?  For all I know it's the freakin' trickster again tryin' to screw around with me, and this time I don't wanna die chokin' on a taco or getting a desk dropped on my sexy head.

[The man glares at the camera before digging into his leather jacket, pulling out an IMI Desert Eagle semi-automatic pistol and checking the weight and munitions cartridge.  Prying one of the bullets out, he holds it up to the camera briefly.]

See that? Wrought iron.

[Looks rather pleased with himself as he replaces it in its case and reloads the gun.]

If any demons or ghosts come around lookin' for me I'll be ready.

[Quirks a little smile at the gun before tucking it back into his jacket and fingering the amulet around his neck, lost in thought for a moment before mumbling hoarsely.]

...you gotta find me, Sammy. S'not like I had much time left, anyway.

[He reaches over, and there are a few seconds of muffled, bumping noises before he hits the switch and the screen goes black.]

Comments

Video

[thisisherson.livejournal.com]

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There aren't any demons or ghosts here. ...At least, not right now, there aren't.

[video, because DUH]

[itsahotone.livejournal.com]

[Ditto what Kurt's bracket said, only Santana's female, looks less like a 12 year old, and in a cheerleading uniform.]

Okay, are you crazy or just new?

[video]

[defiant-eye.livejournal.com]

[ Make that three on the interest in brackets, because Elle figures a Desert Eagle is as good as it's going to get on this boring network. ]

Sorry, no demons or ghosts on the menu. And you just missed the dragon.

[Video of being late forever again]

[born-from-mist.livejournal.com]

W-wrought iron..?