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1 yr ago
Current Yay we're back up!
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1 yr ago
Rawr.
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2 yrs ago
The election is stressing me the hell out. The cycle exhausted me and now I wanna puke. Hopefully, a big win comes soon.
2 yrs ago
Marathon training started today, and it's just as painful as I expected. Wahh. But I do feel a bit better than I do on my normal run. Pain - Bad. Runners high from a long run? Great.
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2 yrs ago
So, it looks like I am training for the Austin Marathon, starting tomorrow. RIP my calves lol
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Hi!
You can call me Anna!
I'm a veteran of the old Guild, before the shutdown.
I love Supernatural, and currently, all of my RPs are Supernatural related. Feel free to message me with ideas!

Dean Winchester is me. I am Dean Winchester.

A mom. A wife. A very protective best friend. Pathological People Pleaser. Intimidating due to my patience and general ability to be unbothered.

I'm addicted to working out, running, and generally having an endorphin high. I also tend to be very annoying talking about it, but I'm way more annoying when I'm depressed.

I'm a hopeless Swiftie. So, if you hate her, I wouldn't RP with me, if you like OOC banter. 90% of songs I use as fuel are Taylor Swift deep cuts. Not really any exceptions.

If I currently RP with you, you're basically my best friend and I will protect you with my life. <3

And also, also, because I have super severe ADHD, I tend to ghost on accident. Never be shy to send me a reminder message. I don't get offended!

@FuriePhoenix owns my soul.


Current Favorite Song


Literal Loves Of My Life














Love Yourself First

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That's mostly the only reason I have tried to have some idea of one. Right now, it's just the three of us posting, because we have jumped around a lot. Chulance is waiting for the barn scene to bring in Castiel, and then he's in pretty regularly unless he wants to drop out for some reason, but if I know him...and I do...he'll be here.
Dean cocked his head to the side, giving a ‘makes sense’ look to Sam, “Yeah…you’re right. A little estrogen might be a welcome break considering how much time I spend cooped up with you asshats, usually.”

Smiling at his own joke, his smile fell when Sam walked away from him. Sighing and rolling his eyes, he stepped out around the wall, himself. He clapped his hands together loudly, “So, what’s the plan for you ladies? If I’m hanging around, let’s do something…”

He yawned loudly, suddenly remembering he hadn’t slept, other than in the car. Shaking his head roughly after the yawn, and smirked at the ladies.

————-

Annabeth nodded at all the women offering their help. Her shoulders relaxed a bit as she released Natalia’s hands. She thought about the fact that the voices and visions had brought them all together, and something about it seemed as fishy as what Natalia was making it out to be.

When Mika offered her assistance as well, Annabeth sighed, “I think…I think I want to rest, but I feel like there is something I should be doing to be honest.”

As Sam exited the other room, she turned on her heel, stepping up in front of him before he could reach the door, “…so you’re leaving. Um. I can come with you. If it’s the d-demon stuff, and I can’t even believe I’m saying that out loud, apparently I’m pretty useful. I’m not sure when or how, or what makes it work. But I can help.”

She rambled off quickly and then took a deep breath, shrugging her shoulders.
“What, you don’t think I would look sexy in a pair of cowboy boots?”, he asked jokingly, watching her eat her pizza. This was nice. Even though he knew it wouldn’t last, or that John could screw it all up at any moment, he still enjoyed the peace while it lasted.

“So, you heard from Bobby in a while? Last time we were all together, you guys seemed to be getting alone. And honestly, as lonely as he’s been, I figured he might enjoy the company.”, he mentioned, taking a massive bite of pizza. He watched her face, awaiting her reaction as he chewed.

———

Anna narrowed her eyes as he spoke about Kansas, and being on the road since he was a baby. His story paralleled hers once again. She pointed a finger at him as she leaned against the table, “Let me guess, you’re 16. Your birthday is in May..”

She ran her fingers through her silver hair and her eyes lit up excitedly, “This is insane. So, what does your dad do. Like, what is he doing to try and find the killer? Does he have any leads?”
@ActRaiserTheReturned I guess not. The flow seems to just kinda happen.

Bobby and Dean


“Alright, then. I’ll go and get some stuff together. We’re gonna need lots of supplies if we’re gonna summon…well…everything.”, Bobby clapped his hands and slapped Dean on the shoulder. He then turned to leave, before stopping, just before the wall, “And Sam…be careful. Demons might know something, but they may not be ready to talk. No groups, if you can help it.”

Bobby then walked to the door and exited.

Dean turned to Sam, shrugging his shoulders, “I guess I’ll just…stay here and babysit? I’m not sick. I’m not weak. I’m alive and well.”

———

Annabeth


Annabeth nodded, taking a deep breath, taking in what Natalia was telling her. Demons were something they apparently had in common. Who would have thought? Demons. She held her hands, almost linking their fingers as she grounded herself. She was alive and this was real.

Taking another deep breath, she nodded again, “My dreams…well…the voices started when I turned twenty-three. No warning or anything. I started hearing the um…demons talking about Hell and Dean. I brushed it off at first as just stress, but they got worse. My hands would get hot. My brain would feel like it was melting.”

She closed her eyes and sighed, “But the visions hadn’t started until I met Sam. Until then, they just wanted me to find him…but never said why.”
Dean glanced over at her with his eyebrows raised. Sure, they had rolled in the hay a few times, but she liked him? Hey. That was something. Picking up the phone on the bedside table, he called out to a pizza place. On instinct, he ordered the same pizzas he and Mika had gorged on, back in the day.

When the pizza showed up, faster than he expected, he jumped up excitedly. He ran to the door and paid the driver, giving him a nice tip, “Dinner is served, m’lady…”

He danced a bit as he turned around and threw the box on the table. He smirked at the tv and pointed, “By the way…I need to get me some of them boots. I mean, just look at him.”

He was trying to play nice. He was trying not to ask the fifty questions he wanted to ask, or make things awkward enough for her to leave. If acting silly and being casual was what he needed to keep her around long enough to break that ice, he would do it. He also didn’t want her to know that he fully planned to pull out a talking board while she was there. Nope. That was a different conversation.

Realizing he had zoned out, he shook himself and smiled again, “Let’s eat.”

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“Um. I guess first question would be…where are you from? Surely you had a home once.”, Anna started, as she opened the door to her room. She stepped into her room, putter her snacks on he table closest to the window. She peeled her jacket off, revealing her bare arms underneath, along with her bandaged wrists. One wrist was covered by a black bandana. Itching at the plain bandaged one, she threw her jacket over the back of a chair and turned to him.

“I don’t remember ever having a home, other than this…and the car. My dad died, when I was a few months old. It’s always just been me and my mom, and whatever guys she decided to bring home after a job.”

Dean smiled at her shared disdain, currently, for his dad, “Yeah. I figure he’s already started drinking by now. Between Sam talking his head off and begging to go….he’s definitely already at least one sheet to the wind. No worries for now. And I believe, with that tiny body, you could always hide under the bed.”

He chuckled, picked up the controller to the TV and flicked it on, before throwing himself onto her bed, his hands behind his head.

“Dr. Sexy M.D…a pizza, and you not running off the first chance you get. That sounds peachy. Hell, I might be going off on my own. But what I know is that I’m going to get to the bottom of all of this, and I refuse to let you run off, when we have a lot to talk about…and…I kinda like you, a little bit.”

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Biting her lip with a bright smile behind it, she handed him his soda back, “So, tell me about Sam…”

She started walking, gesturing for him to follow her. Something about him made her curious, and not in a romantic way. She was genuinely curious about this boy. He seemed to be her age. He didn’t seem phased by the life they seemed to live together, and maybe, just maybe, he knew what her mom did for a living that made her move so much.

“I wanna know everything, Mr. Enigma.”, she giggled, acting completely out of her own nature.

Dean shook his head, “I don’t know, man. I mean…I thought maybe it was a demon, but I’ve never heard of a demon that brands your ass while he rides you out. Whatever it is, it can’t be anything good.”

He ran an exasperated hand down his face with a sigh, “I’m wondering if maybe we could summon this thing. You know, a little razzle-dazzle with every symbol we can find…surely something will pop out of the veil.”

Bobby showed up from behind the wall, waving them both off when Dean turned to him, about to ask for privacy, “Don’t start, princess. I’m in. Maybe there’s word on the street about what’s going on out there. It’s been radio silence…until yesterday. So, demons must be talking. Hell, all the biggest and baddest must be talking.”

Dean nodded, “Yeah. I’ll go with Bobby to figure out what we can find…you go and see what you can suss out of a demon or two. You cool with that?”

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“Um…y-yeah. I’m fine. Um…s-so you know those visions?”, Annabeth started, blinking really fast and then glancing back toward the wall the brothers were standing behind. She shook her head, like shaking off a bad feeling and then turned back to Natalia.

“I um…I died. S-S-Sam was there and the voices…”, she stammered a bit, flexing her hands to further prove to herself that what she was seeing was real, “They said it’s the end. I don’t have visions. I don’t…see…things. I hear them.”

She shrugged, “Maybe it’s nothing."
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