On reserving him against muse's vast ammount of protest.

[theusualsuspect]

You have got to be kidding me. You're joking right? What possible motivation could you have for wanting to put me in a game? What, you find out there are a few 'fans' there who just happen to be willing to feed your not very surprising lack of self restraint and you thought. "Hey, here's a good idea. Let's shove Dean somewhere he won't be able to look out for Sammy, eat decent food, or avert the apocalypse?"

No. I'm not your fucking toy, okay? I'm no one's meat suit and I'm no one's plot device, either.

What do you expect me to do there? I won't even have the Impala. She needs me, Forest. Okay? My baby needs me.

The answer is no, and that's final.

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[longaevus]

If only it were so simple. [ But she'll be happy to see him, even if it's a different him ] But you may find that it's simply easier to go with it.

[theusualsuspect]

Yeah, well. I've never really been good at going along with the 'easy' path.

[antagonises]

Oh, Dean. Dean, Dean, Dean. It's just not the same without you around.

[theusualsuspect]

Why don't you come a little closer and I'll show you how much I'm going to miss you.

[antagonises]

Oh, but we haven't even gotten to the good part, and you don't want to miss that.

[theusualsuspect]

I really think I do, but seeing as I'm going to kill you anyway, sure. Let's hear it. What's 'the good part'.

[antagonises]

Oh Dean, always with the killing. Don't you get tired of it?

[theusualsuspect]

Get tired of killing demons? Nope. In fact, I love it. It's a blast. Burning you black-eyed motherfuckers back into hell is great. Even better when it's out of existence.

[What do you mean he's over-selling it. He's not tired at all. And he's definitely not angry or bitter. Shut up, Bitch. Go to hell. Better yet, just let him find your bones so he can smoke them. Where's that knife when he needs it?]

[antagonises]

Aww, Dean, that's heartwarming. But it's no good.

[theusualsuspect]

It is from where I'm standing, sunshine.

[antagonises]

And he missed it again. That's the best thing about you, Dean, you never fail to make us right.

[theusualsuspect]

I really don't need your psycho-babble right now, and I have more annoying problems to deal with then talking in circles with you for the next hour. So either spit it out or let me do us both a favor and put you out of my misery.

[antagonises]

It's called the big picture, Dean. And you're part of it. Hell, you're why it's here.

[theusualsuspect]

The big picture can fuck off. I never asked to be part of it.

[antagonises]

Sorry Dean, but you should have thought about that earlier. You remember it, don't you? Hell?

[notyourvessel]

Because muns are dicks? Isn't that all that's required?

Anyway, it's not like I need you to take care of me, Dean.

[antagonises]

Aww, Sammy, did you find your big boy pants?

[notyourvessel]

Meg.

Nice to see your attitude hasn't grown much past playground insults.

[antagonises]

And yet you respond. But then, it's easy when it's all you understand. Guess you've got Dean to thank for that one.

[notyourvessel]

Look, are you actually here for a reason, or just to sling insults? Because I'd be glad to send you back where you belong.

[antagonises]

Oh, I've got a reason. I'm surprised you haven't worked that out yet, I mean, as much fun as it is to see you we've got bigger things to work for. And I don't mean you. You're old news, Sammy, but thanks for the fun.

[theusualsuspect]

Yeah, sure you don't. And I don't need thumbs.

Come on, Sam. You can't tell me you really want me to just roll over and take this. After everything we've been fighting for?

[notyourvessel]

Of course I don't want to roll over and take it. But from what I can see? You're in more danger of that than I am at the moment. Started writing an app is...pretty concrete that you're not going to have a choice.

[theusualsuspect]

Man. Can you at least pretend to be on my side?

I don't have to make this any easier than it's apparently going to be, just because it might not change anything. Since when have we ever let that bullshit slide?

[notyourvessel]

I am on your side, Dean, but one of us has to be realistic.

I'm just saying...you can't really do anything about it. You think arguing is going to fix it? If we really get stuck somewhere else, the best we can do is make sure those people are safe.

[rebelled]

I believe your complaints are likely to go ignored, Dean.

[he's been through the same thing before, and complaining didn't make any difference.]

[theusualsuspect]

Yeah, thanks for the deep insightful thoughts, Cas, but seeing as my complaints are all I really have against this particular threat, I think I'll keep them up.

Unless you have a better idea.

[rebelled]

None that will have the instantaneous effect that you likely hope for.

Have you attempted to reason with them yet?

[theusualsuspect]

What do you think I was doing just now? Forest's mind was made up before I even knew this was happening.

Do I walk around with a sign over my head that says 'Please find new ways to fuck up my life'?

[Someone is a little ticked off and unreasonable right now.]

[rebelled]

Complaining and reasoning are two entirely different concepts.

[but no, with dean's current mood, reasoning isn't on the cards for him either.]

Perhaps it would be wiser to accept their plans and prepare yourself for what it to come?

[theusualsuspect]

Accepting isn't going to happen. But I can deal with having a Plan B.

[He usually did, even if Plan B happened to be whatever he thought of in the moments Plan A failed.]

[moosen]

Wish they took 'no' for an answer.

[theusualsuspect]

It would certainly make this bull shit a bit easier to swallow if they at least pretended to ask our opinions on the matter.

[moosen]

Yeah. Guess that wouldn't be as fun for them, though.

[theusualsuspect]

Sadistic Bastards. Every last one of them.

[moosen]

Definitely big believers in schadenfreude, yeah.

[messiahed]

I think you'll have bigger worries there.

[theusualsuspect]

Bigger worries than the apocalypse?

Yeah, sorry if I don't exactly jump on that idea right away.

[messiahed]

I meant than the car.

The world is always ending anyway.

[golden_retriever]

Hey, man. Look, decent food just depends on who cooks it, alright? Just because the place looks a bit rural doesn't mean there ain't good food.

[theusualsuspect]

I just want booze and burgers. Maybe a pie. Or some good old fashioned fried chicken.

I'm really not all that picky, but I am not down for roasted squirrel if I can have a big, juicy cheeseburger.

[golden_retriever]

Roasted squirrel is a delicacy in some places! Forget the cheeseburger, alright. And that fried chicken crap.

You ever tried roasted giant lizard steak?

They have alcohol. Ale mostly.

[demonhunting]

If it was that simple, I wouldn't be here.

[lucitan]

That's mundanes for you. They have a tendency of putting people where they don't want to be.


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You're worried for your car though?