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Aug. 7th, 2012 05:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ex_doublebarrel512[ Alright. So this definitely isn't Purgatory. Dean has made absolute sure of that -- at least he hopes he has. It's not Heaven, either, because Castiel would probably be there to tell him that much. But holy crap, what is even going on right now?
Dean looks a little put-off when the video feed starts, and for a moment, the sound of AC/DC's You Shook Me All Night Long chorus plays over the video. His lips purse into a line until it fades out, and he reaches to rub at the back of his neck, uneasy. ]
First of all, is it just me, or does everyone hear AC/DC whenever they walk into a room?
It would be good if someone could give me a run down of what the hell, since I'm pretty sure that this isn't Purgatory, and I am not into the whole self-help pamphlets they're handin' out like candy around here. And if it is Purgatory, well, better than it looked in the dark, which is not a line I get to use very often. For all interested parties, you can call me Dean, and how to get a car and blow this joint to get back to where I was would be fantastic.
Oh. And pie. Pie and beer. Directions of where to get both in the same place would be real swell.
[ The last word drips with sarcasm, but the feed ends soon after. Because at least maybe someone could give him an idea of what was going on, and how he could get back to where he needed to be in the first place. Pie and beer could be a brief stop-over after all the crap he's dealt with lately, since calling for Castiel had turned up with nothing and Sam was nowhere in sight. Just damn peachy. ]
Dean looks a little put-off when the video feed starts, and for a moment, the sound of AC/DC's You Shook Me All Night Long chorus plays over the video. His lips purse into a line until it fades out, and he reaches to rub at the back of his neck, uneasy. ]
First of all, is it just me, or does everyone hear AC/DC whenever they walk into a room?
It would be good if someone could give me a run down of what the hell, since I'm pretty sure that this isn't Purgatory, and I am not into the whole self-help pamphlets they're handin' out like candy around here. And if it is Purgatory, well, better than it looked in the dark, which is not a line I get to use very often. For all interested parties, you can call me Dean, and how to get a car and blow this joint to get back to where I was would be fantastic.
Oh. And pie. Pie and beer. Directions of where to get both in the same place would be real swell.
[ The last word drips with sarcasm, but the feed ends soon after. Because at least maybe someone could give him an idea of what was going on, and how he could get back to where he needed to be in the first place. Pie and beer could be a brief stop-over after all the crap he's dealt with lately, since calling for Castiel had turned up with nothing and Sam was nowhere in sight. Just damn peachy. ]
