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Post by Sam Michael Winchester on Apr 14, 2011 2:30:59 GMT -6
---------------------------- [/size][/color]  ----------------------------[/size][/color] "Sounds like a lot of work... Managing a family with a kid. I wouldn't think you would want to get into that sort of thing. Didn't want to be like dad always leaving the family for some hunt. Leaving them to wonder if your safe or not. Figured you would stay with your one night stands bro." Sam was very harsh on Dean. It wasn't like him to be that cruel. He knew how much Ben and Lisa meant to Dean from the first time Dean laid eyes on her. He knew that he would do anything to protect them just as he would to protect Sam. Why did Sam come back with a hostile tone. He sounded colder than ever before. It was a new low for Sam. Something was up but he didn't know any better.
"What do you mean what's up with me?!? I'm FINE, why would anything be wrong, other than me getting shot!" Sam was becoming furious. Something inside him was just stirring around. It was pure anger that lashed out, clenching his fists making his whole body tense. If he could change colors he would be a bright red. His temper came out of no where. Than the word hit him like a ton of bricks in a sack "HELL" the word bounced around for a moment or two. Than some flash backs came to him with Lucifer, nothing crystal clear. It was still all very fuzzy but it sounded familiar. Sam went quiet just thinking. "Could I have really gone to Hell? Than how am I back here on Earth?" many thoughts raced through his mind none of them making any sense.
Dean had told him all about Mystic Falls but Sam just staid quiet the whole time. He had nothing to say, all he could think about was Hell, how he got there, how he got back. All of it none of it made sense to him he needed answers. How was any of this possible. So many questions and so little time Sam needed help before it got too late. He needed his soul back before something bad happened. Hopefully he would get it back in time before he ran his brother off. Hopefully Dean will understand it all and forgive him. Sam thought about Castiel, he was an Angel of God he would know the answers to his questions. Sitting back he looked out his window into the darkness, there was no movement. Nothing just how Sam felt at the moment.
Word Count: 422
Tag: Dean Winchester
Out Fit: Dirty Jeans and a Dirty Tan Shirt. That's It.
Note: YES! It would be super fun!! Hope I wasn't too mean with Sam Soulless people are just not nice... ----------------------------[/size][/color][/center] |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Apr 15, 2011 1:55:15 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Dean actually if you could believe did kind of agree with Sam, the last thing he wanted in this would was to be like there dad. But Dean had no choice this was something he had to do this to keep them safe, or Lisa would end up like there Mom. “I know that Sammy but I have to do this to keep them safe, I have no choice and what you mean one night stand you know how I feel about Lisa, you are the one that told me to go be with her before you died.” Dean knew now something was up with him, even for Sam that was way to much of an asshole move for him. He was never that much of jerk, that was always Dean job, even so he was never like that to Sam.
“No Sam you are not fine! You would never talk to me like this, or anyone of that matter, what is going on with you anyway? Are you mad at me? If so what I do?” Dean didn’t know what to do this was like pure torture for him, he had his little brother back but at the same time he didn’t. Who ever though of doing this to Dean was just sick, this was by far the worse thing that could happened to him right now. And out of all the times in this life why now, this was the last thing he need to happed to him right now. Dean did want his brother back more then anything, but not like this were he is not even acting like Sam.
So much going on in Dean’s life right now, it was all to much to deal with. Dean was just freaking out losing it, god he wished Lisa was here right now so bad, she could at least maybe calm Dean down. Dean was driving a bit faster trying to hurry and get to the hotel, so he could call on Castiel and maybe get some answers. God Dean really wanted his brother here for him right now, he hopes Sam starts acting like Sam again, and soon.
Word Count- 364
Tagged- Sam
Outfit- Click to see outfit.
Note-Man you are playing this just like Sam without a soul, I'm really upset like I when i watched the show. Good job hun!  - - - - - - - - - |
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Post by Sam Michael Winchester on Apr 15, 2011 18:53:56 GMT -6
---------------------------- [/size][/color] ----------------------------[/size][/color] Sam looked over at Dean and glared a little "Of course I know how you feel about your precious little Lisa, but I am still surprised you stuck around with her this long. Don't you miss being able to go places and sleep with who ever you want? Not having to worry if your so called family is safe or not, or if they even want you back after being gone so long. Just be glad Ben isn't your kid." Sam was harsh he was going straight for the heart, he knew how hard it was for Dean and himself to grow up without father and now he was turning that back on Dean. It wasn't his fault though he only had a couple emotions, and they were all full of hate and anger something the normal Sam didn't have or at least he never said anything about. He was never mean, well at least this mean. Normally Sam was the emotional one and Dean was the head strong ass. Now it was switched except Sam seemed to be ten times worse.
Taking in a deep breath he looked away. "Why would I be mad at you Dean Your perfect remember?" Sam was referring to the old days of when they were younger, how Dean always got everything all the girls all the secrets were as Sam was left in the dark and made fun of because he was smart, or 'nerdy' as one might say. Even if Dean never felt like her was perfect Sam always saw him that way. He was the cool older brother, the one everyone wanted to hang out with and be like. Sam sighed and rolled down his window, it was getting hot in the car and he needed air.
The cool air rushed in through the window and wrapped itself around Sam's face. It felt good. Sam couldn't really say anything with out it coming out hostile and rude. Or hurtful most of the time. He wasn't himself and he needed help. Someone had to know what was wrong with him. Even if they knew wold they be able to fix him before it was too late or would Sam be stuck like this for forever? It was something only Angels or Lucifer knew the answer to, and because Lucifer was locked away that only left one answer. Lets just hope one of them could help Sam before he pushed everyone away with his rude, hostile remarks.
Word Count: 414
Tag: Dean Winchester
Out Fit: Dirty Jeans and a Dirty Tan Shirt. That's It.
Note: Thank you, I try haha. I just don't want to be too mean XD So if I am just tell me lol ----------------------------[/size][/color][/center] |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Apr 16, 2011 4:46:47 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - Dean couldn’t believe the things that Sam was actually saying to him, they didn’t sound like him at all in anyway. The words that Sam were saying to Dean were hurting him, and Dean is not really one to have his feeling hurt over words. Dean then yelled at Sam “No Sam I don’t miss the one night stands at all, having to find a woman night after night while hunting because I was lonely got old really fast Sam! Trust me I don’t miss it at all, I love having someone there to love me and be there for me, to have a family for once in my life it was great. And Sam I wish more then anything that Ben was my son, I love him I would die for him in a second” Dean started to drive faster with how mad he was.
Dean was so pissed right now more then ever, even though he was his brother he had crossed the line when started talking about Lisa and Ben. Sam should be happy with Lisa and Ben, they helped Dean so much in more ways then one when he was hurting over Sam. She help him grieve when he needed it and even got him to stop drinking, for Dean that was a hard one to do. Ben and Dean worked on cars together like Dean and his did use to do, which Dean really loved doing with his dad as a kid. So Dean was very blessed to have them when he lost Sam.
“you know Sam I really missed you, and it killed me that you were gone, it hurt so much so bad that wanted to just die. You should be happy if it wasn’t for Lisa and Ben I would be dead, there were there for me when I was at my worst and I will always love them for that everyday” Dean though that Sam would be happy that he was happy and ok, but Sam didn’t care at all, he didn’t know what the hell was going on but at this point was scared of Sam. Dean never has been sacred of his own brother like this, sadly Dean liked it more when he was on demon blood.
Word Count- 390
Tagged- Sam
Outfit- Click to see outfit.
Note-I hope it is OK, I wrote this at like 5am, kind of out of it!  - - - - - - - - - |
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Post by Sam Michael Winchester on Apr 26, 2011 14:44:40 GMT -6
---------------------------- [/size][/color] ----------------------------[/size][/color] Sam looked over at his brother and he could Dean was feeling uncomfortable, or something. It wasn't the same as when they first saw one another. He smirked a little and looked away. He looked out the window and watched as things just passed them by. He couldn't help but wonder, how long was he gone for? How did he really die? Sam was sort of confused, not that he would let anyone know. But maybe after getting to the motel and washing up he could find out some answers somewhere. Or maybe he would do it in the morning he was feeling a bit tired and his body was still all over the place.
"Of course I am happy for you Dean. I am just so excited you found a family who loves you even when your gone for weeks at a time, trying not to get killed. It is such great news." Sam smiled but it was not a real one. Everything he said came out in sarcasm. He couldn't help himself. There was no good in his body although Sam didn't know better. he felt fine, to him he was acting normal. He was his old self, nothing changed. But with the looks on Dean's face it seemed to say other wise.
With a small huff he placed his hand over his wound. It still hurt and he as still bleeding. He needed to get it cleaned up before it became infected. "How much longer till we are there?" When Sam asked the question his voice seemed to sound normal. It was not angry or sarcastic, but calm and Sam like.
There was nothing Sam could do but sit and stay quiet. His body hurt even more now that he was shot and he was tired. Nothing was the same and Sam was still so confused. It looked as if the brothers were going to be dealing with some major problems coming up soon. Sam knew if he didn't get answers he would not be able to focus on anything else. The thought of Hell wouldn't leave his mind. So many things were so fuzzy and others he just didn't remember. Deep down Sam knew he needed to know even if it was the worst thing for him right now. It was just something he needed.
Word Count: 389
Tag: Dean Winchester
Out Fit: Dirty Jeans and a Dirty Tan Shirt. That's It.
Note: It's all good!! I am getting pretty excited for the whole group to meet up and everyone finds out he is soulless and getting his memory back... It is going to be drama filled fun!! ----------------------------[/size][/color][/center] |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Apr 26, 2011 20:42:29 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - Dean was happy to hear Sam say that, the question was did he really mean it, Sam was acting so weird right now who really knows what the Hell he is thinking right now anyway. Dean then got a call on his Cell phone from Castile, he had to take this but he didn’t want to tell Castiel about Sam just yet and put him in shock. Dean then looked a Sam and said “Sorry I have to take this call just one moment Sammy.”Dean pressed talk to take the call, thinking about what the hell he would say. “Hey what is up Cass?” Castile was telling Dean that he needed to talk to him, it had to do with the new Angel they had heard about. “Well look Cass something has come up, I will call you when I can see you ok. I promises I will call you as soon as I can ok, trust me I will there is something I want to tell you ok, talk to you then. Later Cass.”
Dean didn’t want to tell Castiel right off the bat because he didn’t really want to overwhelm Sam, he did just didn’t think it was a good idea with the way Sam was still acting. Sam did still have a bullet in him, Dean might want to get that out of him and get him cleaned up first. “We are almost there Sam, just hang on another few minutes ok Sammy” Dean was trying to hurry, he could tell Sam was in pain from the gun shot, Sam was just trying not to show it. Dean was just hoping that after a while of him getting settled in and cleaned up, he would maybe start acting like Sam again. If he doesn’t Dean is lost on what to do next.
Dean had found a perfect little quiet vacant motel that was pretty much in the middle of nowhere, “I think this place will do just fine Sammy, what you think? Ok I will go get the room you chill here, are you going to be ok while I‘m gone Sammy?” Dean got out of the Impala to go get the room, hoping Sam doesn’t try anything funny. Dean shut the car door behind him and made his way to the motel registration desk. Dean was walking kind of fast, Dean knew that he might want to hurry and get back to Sam.
Word Count- 408
Tagged- Sam
Outfit- Click to see outfit.
Note-Yay My Sammy is back!!! - - - - - - - - - |
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Post by Sam Michael Winchester on Apr 26, 2011 22:02:06 GMT -6
---------------------------- [/size][/color] ----------------------------[/size][/color] Sam listened as Dean talked to Castiel, it was a one sided conversation from Sam's point of view. He wondered what Dean wanted to tell him. Was it about himself or something different. Shrugging it off Sam decided not to pay too much attention to it, plus his mind was already filled with other stuff. Taking a deep breath than clenching his fist. It hurt him so he began to take slower and more shallow breaths which made hings easier on him. Sam needed to fix his wound fast he was loosing a lot of blood. His bandages were already soaked through and it began to soak through his shirt.
Soon after Sam had asked his question, they arrived at a small vacant motel. It seemed ok from the outside but as the Winchester brothers knew very well. Looks can be deceiving. Dean left the car and Sam watched as he entered the building. He just sat there for a moment perfectly still. It almost looked as if he were dead. Sam didn't move didn't breath nothing. Than with one swift movement he opened the door and stepped out. Stumbling a little, he needed out of the car. The loss of blood began to get to him,his vision was blurry and he felt as if he were trapped. He needed air and space. Standing there he leaned against the Impala getting blood on the outside of it.
Sam waited for Dean to come back out. The night was late and it was going to be long for them. Sam wasn't sure if he would be able to sleep, he had so much on his mind and the pain was almost unbearable. Maybe Dean had something to drink. Making his way to the back Sam wanted to check to see if he had any alcohol stored in his car. Dean normally did but you never know now a days. Many things can be surprising.
Word Count: 323
Tag: Dean Winchester
Out Fit: Dirty Jeans and a Dirty Tan Shirt. That's It.
Note: Haha kind of. I thought it would be a little more fun if he went on and off even though most of his remarks will always be sarcastic. ----------------------------[/size][/color][/center] |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Apr 27, 2011 22:52:10 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - Dean walked in to the motel office and asked the man for a room, he handed the guy his stolen credit card to pay for the room. One thing Dean hated that he had to do that again, pay for things with credit cards that weren’t even his. Dean liked it a lot better when he worked for his money, if you could believe it. Lisa didn’t really love that fact Dean did it either, she was always worried that Dean was going to get arrested, hell it wouldn’t be the first time that it has happen to Dean. The man handed the card back to Dean with a room key “Thanks!” he said to the man. Dean then hurried as fast as he could back to Sam, Dean was hoping he was all right and still there. Hopefully Sam wasn’t bleeding to death.
Dean made back and there was Sam bleeding on the Impala, “oh god man come on lets get you into the room and get that cleaned up.” Dean walked over to back of the Impala to open the trunk and got out there bags, Dean grabbed the bags the shut the trunk. “All right Sammy lets go” Dean walked over to Sam helping him to make sure he could make it to the room ok, Dean found there room and opened with the key. When Dean made it into the room he set down there stuff on the bed,"Ok Sam sit down on the bed and I will get the stuff out of my bag to fix you up man” Dean got out a out something to dig out the bullet, a pin knife, a sewing needle, dental floss and some whiskey to clean the wound.
After Dean got that stuff from his bag he made it back over to Sam to fix him up, “Ok Sammy this might hurt a bit man, just hold on and drink some of this” Dean said to him as he handed him the bottle of whiskey. Dean then started to dig out the bullet, it was pretty deep so he was having a bit of trouble getting it. Finally he did “I got it Sammy, you are going to be ok?” Dean then started to sew the wound back up with some dental floss, it was all Dean had around but it worked. Then Dean took the bottle back from Sam and pored some of it on the wound, “Ok Sammy let go a head and get some rest we will figure out more on what is going on tomorrow. ?” Dean just wanted Sam to get some rest before doing anything else, he would try and call Castiel in the morning. After that Dean shut off the lights so they could get a good nights rest, Dean just hopes that Sam starts acting like his little brother that grown to love so much again.
Word Count- 445
Tagged- Sam
Outfit- Click to see outfit.
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Post by ADMIN ASHLEY on May 1, 2011 0:10:18 GMT -6
THREAD HAS BEEN FINISHED. IT IS BEING LOCKED AND MOVED TO THE ARCHIVES. [/blockquote][/size][/center] |
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