On being App'd and Accepted to thenetwork

[wheresthepie]

 You stuck me in a place, filled with a bunch of people I don't know and Ben, who's apparently a freaking teenager or something, cause he's almost taller than me, and some creature called a Nysgod? Seriously? I can't kill those things. I dont know how. I just know what they are. 

And one of my roommates already seems displeased with me.

This is going to be a long stay. 
 

Comments

[notjustinthemirror]

You already want to kill everything? Must be some place.

[brujah_barkeep]

Guess we won't be makin' it to Lincoln, Nebraska after all. I'm being fuckin' entered into the beauty contest too.

[wheresthepie]

Wait... you're coming to Netherworld? Or what's this deal?

...Wish I could still meet ya at the bar though. I could so use a drink

[wheresthepie]

I always want to kill everything, creepy.

[points to himself, before pointing the gun at whatever the hell is talking to him]

Hunter. We kill things.

[notjustinthemirror]

Sounds fun.

[The Demon is unconcerned. Go ahead and shoot him, he'll just bleed black goopy tar all over the place and probably throw it in Dean's face.

Instead he produces a bottle and two glasses out of nowhere.]

Also sounds like thirsty work.

[wheresthepie]

...You're a demon, offering to drink with me?

You're not gonna kill me, are ya?

[notjustinthemirror]

[He's an alcohol demon. It's what he does.]

No. If I was gonna kill you I wouldn't waste the booze. I'm not crazy.

[DEBATABLE]

[wheresthepie]

[looks at him curiously before taking a glass]

Alright, good to know.

Dean's the name.

[notjustinthemirror]

Duly noted.

What'll you have?

[He pours himself a glass before pushing the mask back off his head. He shockingly looks like a person under there. Albeit a person in an unnatural grey color, but still.]

[wheresthepie]

Whiskey?

[Dean's shocked at the ..slightly vampyric looking human under the mask]

Creepy, but not the worst I've seen.

[notjustinthemirror]

Hm. Good choice.

[Whiskey it is! It's not even tainted or poisoned. It's just free whiskey from a demon. Really he should be a candidate for sainthood.]

You should see some of the shit I've seen. This is nothing.

[wheresthepie]

I'm sure. This world is crawling with some of the creepiest, most gross things ever. Not to mention most of them are douchebags.

[notjustinthemirror]

[He knocks his back in one go. He can't get drunk anyway, what does he care.]

Pretty sure that's just what happens when a bunch of humans get together. You guys are some sick fucks. I'm sure you already know that.

[wheresthepie]

[sips at his whiskey, looking at the demon curiously]


Lies. I don't spend much time around a lot of humans though. I've got Sam. And Bobby. That's about it.

[notjustinthemirror]

You're the ones with the serial killers and the cults and shit. I saw a guy strip the skin off someone using only a washing machine. How do you people even think that shit up?

[wheresthepie]

Alright. Ya got us there. I don't control them. I hunt monsters, not humans

[notjustinthemirror]

For fun? Or some sort of profit?

[wheresthepie]

Saving people.

[brujah_barkeep]

Yeah, looks like I'll be Miss Youngston in the "Who gets to marry this prince douche" pageant.

[wheresthepie]

Oh geeze. The Nysgods and their stupid Bachelor-esk idea of fun.

Well, let's hope they don't choose you.

[Dean doesn't want to share]

[brujah_barkeep]

Do I look like princess material to you?

[wheresthepie]

Princess of hell, maybe. Though, the most gorgeous hell-bent creature I've met so far.

[brujah_barkeep]

Princess of Hell.

Is it wrong that I kinda like that?

[wheresthepie]

No.

And if I didn't hate hell so much, I'd opt to be the Prince. That means I'd get to be with you, right?


[Dean. You're being a woman. Stop it.]

[brujah_barkeep]

...

Seriously? That's your line?

[wheresthepie]

Yup. That's my line. Shut up. It's been a long day.

[brujah_barkeep]

Problems, precious?

[wheresthepie]

Of course problems.

I go to demon school. I'm trapped in some place where the Nysgods take whoever they want and marry them. And now ... nevermind.

I give up. Mun can get eaten by zombies. I am not happy with her

[brujah_barkeep]

Ya know. I've fought zombies before. They don't really eat people so much as chew on them.

[wheresthepie]

Either way. Mun should be nawed on by them then. Because. I hate her.

[brujah_barkeep]

Valid.

[wheresthepie]

Truth serum is the worst. I don't like this.

[brujah_barkeep]

Truth serum? That sucks.

[wheresthepie]

Yeah. In the freakin' place with the Prince and his obsession with finding love.

[notjustinthemirror]

Boring.

[He tops off Dean's glass and refills his own.]

So what are you gonna do about all these non-killable things then? Put them in boxes and sit on the lids?

[wheresthepie]

I get a feeling, as fun as that sounds, that that isn't going to work.

[notjustinthemirror]

Worth a try. Shipping containers are good for that sort of thing.

[wheresthepie]

Dont know if they have any where I am.

[notjustinthemirror]

Maybe they're flammable. You never know.

[wheresthepie]

That could be fun.

[notjustinthemirror]

Glad to help. Be inventive. Live a little.