29: [Audio] Counting Bodies Like Sheep
Oct. 28th, 2011 12:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dashboardliteHe types because he can. Not to send, just...to type. Dean isn't sure when it really started. Maybe when he woke up. Maybe it was always there. Maybe it's just cabin fever, the stress of being stuck in one place for too long. Being trapped. Trapped. Trapped.
It feels to wrong to just...jusssssssssst just sit around. Waiting. Waiting. People to see. Places to go. Rooms to visit. The hallways are filthy with the promising stench of blood, so much blood he can taste it. I'm not gonna hurt you, no, no, I'd never, I'm just gonna bash your brains in, sweetheart, just hold sti-
He switches the radio on, clears his throat, and becomes the dull boy.
"Hey! There anyone out there? It's Dean." He sighs, careful not to oversell the act. "The hallways are pretty tricked out, and I got a feeling that none of this is gonna end well for any of us since it ain't like we've got any clues yet. I'm thinkin' we oughta stick together to stay safe. If anybody needs help, radio me. I've dealt with almost everything, so we might as well be prepared."
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
"Over and out."
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Since they don't know about each other yet...
Date: 2011-10-28 05:28 am (UTC)[Now, there's a boy with some issues. And some demons on his tail, if he recalls correctly. And a potential challenge, to boot. Perhaps a nice place to start.]
This time... we'll work together.
Isn't that what we'd said?
[He's used to using the information he's got, the truth he knows, to get what he wants. To hiding ulterior motives, too. The words come out surprisingly easily.]
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Date: 2011-10-28 11:44 am (UTC)[A grin twitches onto his face, and he switches to video to show it off.]
Yeah, there's prob'ly a coupla big bads around here this time. It's too damn quiet.
[Time to make some noise.]
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Date: 2011-10-28 02:04 pm (UTC)[Oh, no, not for long... He'll take care of the problem. He'll get rid of all the problems...]
...Shall we... meet somewhere?
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Date: 2011-10-28 11:35 am (UTC)[Ohhhhhh it'll be worth something, all right.]
D'you need any help?
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Date: 2011-10-28 06:10 am (UTC)audio.
Date: 2011-10-28 11:41 am (UTC)[Because it's my line, mine, no one else's.]
You seen the hallways, though? Doesn't exactly look like Overlook Hotel, so we might get to opt outta that honor.
[A pause. The voice is different. New. New. Fresh meat, in a...manner of speaking. That always goes well with some Fava beans and a nice Chianti.]
...you new here? I don't recognize your voice.
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Date: 2011-10-28 12:31 pm (UTC)whiskeywhiskeywhiskeywhiskeycoffee couldn't fix.Now the communication device is in his hand and his pace is carrying him quickly up the stairs. ]
Dean, it's me. Where are you?
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Date: 2011-10-28 02:47 pm (UTC)Hey, Phil - 'm on the, uh.
[He was on Floor Ten. Then he was on Floor Seven. Now he's on Floor-]
Six. Sixth floor. Far end of the hallway, I'm just keepin' watch for anything weird. [He snorts.] Not like the decor isn't weird enough already.
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Date: 2011-10-28 08:56 pm (UTC)[Video]
Date: 2011-10-28 09:20 pm (UTC)[You might be wondering where Dean is. Dean is in the kitchen, adding cloves of garlic to the rock-salt-stuffed shotgun shells he's making. Now they're done. Now they're loaded into his weapon, carefully stuffed back into his duffel bag.
But this shouldn't be suspicious. Kitchens always smell like garlic.]
I'm just trying to see who I can get together to keep safe, y'know?
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Date: 2011-10-29 04:53 am (UTC)[Even though Fred and Daphne were totally doing it.]
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Date: 2011-10-28 09:23 pm (UTC)I'm here. I'm here, and I'm fine for now, but what's going on? I keep hearing about some weird game called Rabbit Doubt...I'm all for murder mystery dinners, but this is just insane!
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...Do you think it's something supernatural, like the things you hunt in your world?
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Date: 2011-10-29 01:19 pm (UTC)And Dean's got a quota to meet.]
No idea. Haven't seen anyone weird yet, but I haven't seen any bodies, either.
[#liar]
I feel like we all need to stick together if we're gonna weed out who's who, right? Are you safe?
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Date: 2011-10-29 04:58 am (UTC)[But it's just me~]
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Date: 2011-10-29 05:54 pm (UTC)Aw, would YOU like to be murdered, too? Or is this just an order for scaring?
Date: 2011-10-29 07:58 pm (UTC)[AHAHAHAHahahahahehehehehheeheeheehee.]
Armed yourself and everything?
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Date: 2011-10-29 05:55 pm (UTC)[Sean glances around his surroundings, a rather more industrial and dilapidated kitchen. A pack of cookies sits on the rusted counter behind him.]
It's definitely weird how spaced out everything feels.
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Date: 2011-10-29 08:08 pm (UTC)You're not just hangin' out alone, are you? It's freakin' dangerous out there.
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Date: 2011-10-30 04:27 am (UTC)Come and get her.]
Come here often?
Date: 2011-10-30 04:40 am (UTC)Dean stops halfway down the hall, one shirt sleeve red with blood (not his own, duh), and tilts his head to one side curiously. Leaning up against the wall, he lets that clever grin spread across his face.]
Having fun?
For you? Always.
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