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033: [visual] contrary to the common belief, he's not dead
Oh, look, a visual that's not accidental for once. Dean doesn't do very many of these, but honestly, he's bored out of his freaking mind, he's tired of lurking around Buffy's castle feeling sorry for himself (or at least, he's ready to pretend like he is), and he needs some fresh air. So, Dean's rolling out of bed, turning on his tablet as he does.
"Yeah, alright, look," Dean starts, reaching up and mussing up his hair. "All you oldies out there, the ones that haven't been coming in like herds of sheep. Gimme a call. I wanna know who's still here."
There's a pause as Dean yawns widely, and rather rudely, into the tablet. Then he continues.
"For the rest of you, lemme give you some advice. Don't piss off the vampires. And if you're a vampire, just try me. I got a crossbow for Christmas and I haven't got the chance to use it yet."
Good job, Dean, way to greet the locals with your charm and grace.
"Yeah, alright, look," Dean starts, reaching up and mussing up his hair. "All you oldies out there, the ones that haven't been coming in like herds of sheep. Gimme a call. I wanna know who's still here."
There's a pause as Dean yawns widely, and rather rudely, into the tablet. Then he continues.
"For the rest of you, lemme give you some advice. Don't piss off the vampires. And if you're a vampire, just try me. I got a crossbow for Christmas and I haven't got the chance to use it yet."
Good job, Dean, way to greet the locals with your charm and grace.
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Apparently it is Dean-is-a-five-year-old Day.
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[location: SURPRISE, DEAN]
So, like she does, she ventured over to Dean's current location from her spot in Dawn's room, package of color pencils in hand.
"Don't be stupid."
Toss go the pencils, aimed for the middle of his chest, and off she goes again. He can hatch his own gorram coloring book.
[WUT]
He's going to be a little preoccupied with laughing, here. Give him a minute.
[there goes dean's self-confidence]
"What are you laughing at, Dracula?" Dean bites out, and, rather than turning off his tablet like normal people would, he keeps on going. It's some weird pride thing.
"Look, I don't like you, you don't like me, just stay away from the people I--" Yeah, he can't say it, so he swallows that and keeps going. "You got issues with someone, take 'em up with me."
[/waves goodbye~]
"I have no particular issues with anyone at the moment." Well, he does, but nothing on the scale of what Dean's referring to. "And if I did, I would discuss it with them, not you. So long as no one does anything stupid, like attempting to shoot me with a crossbow, there won't be a problem." You are entirely too eager to be the defender of humankind against vampires, Dean. Godric is now picturing having a minor disagreement with someone when suddenly a rabid Dean jumps out of the shadows and tries to stake him.