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one way or another, i'm gonna find ya
Who: Dean Winchester and: Meyer Lansky, Gabriel, Chuck, Raphael, Crowley, Balthazar, Castiel (and if we talked about Dean pranking your character OOCly already, then you too and I'm a ditz and forgot!)
What: Exploits of one Dean Winchester, hilariously suited to being a Trickster. Well, hilarious to him. For the moment.
When: Day 59 (I think? If you want it to be on another day that'll probably be fine.)
Where: Various spots around the Cape. Pretty much just tag in and say where you are/what you dude is doing, it can be super short or super not. Dean will appear/run into them!
Warnings: Individual threads will feature different situations. In one thread, there's dubcon. In general, not-so-nice pranking and near-killing.
Notes: This is pretty much closed to the people I've already discussed pranks/etc. with oocly. If I left your name off it's because I am occasionally the most forgetful person on the planet; just let me know and I'll fix it!
Ever since he woke up the other day -- well, since Cas woke him up, but that's a whole other issue -- he's been stuffing his face with candy and also fighting to keep his hands to himself. The longer this goes on though, the more people freak out about their new bodies, and Dean feels more and more unhinged, and it's like it's... not even a problem. It feels good, like he's buzzed on sugar and caffeine and general mayhem, and it's great. He can't remember the last time he ever felt so carefree.
But then sometimes, something reaches through the buzz, and it's like having a rock in his shoe. It's like a little pinch at first, but then it gets worse, and worse, until it's all Dean can think about, and he has to do something about it.
He has to give these people what's coming to them. They'd do the same to him, wouldn't they? Hell, some of them did already. It's time for Dean to show them how much it sucks when something more powerful than them wants to come along and teach them a lesson.
What: Exploits of one Dean Winchester, hilariously suited to being a Trickster. Well, hilarious to him. For the moment.
When: Day 59 (I think? If you want it to be on another day that'll probably be fine.)
Where: Various spots around the Cape. Pretty much just tag in and say where you are/what you dude is doing, it can be super short or super not. Dean will appear/run into them!
Warnings: Individual threads will feature different situations. In one thread, there's dubcon. In general, not-so-nice pranking and near-killing.
Notes: This is pretty much closed to the people I've already discussed pranks/etc. with oocly. If I left your name off it's because I am occasionally the most forgetful person on the planet; just let me know and I'll fix it!
Ever since he woke up the other day -- well, since Cas woke him up, but that's a whole other issue -- he's been stuffing his face with candy and also fighting to keep his hands to himself. The longer this goes on though, the more people freak out about their new bodies, and Dean feels more and more unhinged, and it's like it's... not even a problem. It feels good, like he's buzzed on sugar and caffeine and general mayhem, and it's great. He can't remember the last time he ever felt so carefree.
But then sometimes, something reaches through the buzz, and it's like having a rock in his shoe. It's like a little pinch at first, but then it gets worse, and worse, until it's all Dean can think about, and he has to do something about it.
He has to give these people what's coming to them. They'd do the same to him, wouldn't they? Hell, some of them did already. It's time for Dean to show them how much it sucks when something more powerful than them wants to come along and teach them a lesson.
flattery will get raphael nowhere
Jesus, Dean, snap out of it! He can moon over Cas once he gives Woodstock what he deserves -- not just for arrowing Dean out of nowhere (he was being only... 85% jerkish) but for every-freaking-else, and hey. Speaking of Cas, how about that time he fought a civil war with him? Dean's got a bucketload of feelings he doesn't know how to handle about that whole time, but none of them are really working out in Raphael's favor right now. He's uppity, and he bosses people around and wants people to toe the line just like every other stupid angel.
"Oh yeah? Neither is this." Dean doesn't snap his fingers; he's not that far down Douchebag Lane. So the only way for Raphael to know what kind of a present he just got is for Dean to give him a demonstration.
"Pick your nose."
S'why he doesn't do it!
At the order, Raphael gave Dean a look. "What are you-" He didn't feel good. And he didn't quite get why but he needed to pick his nose. He ignored it, thinking it something like when this form got tired, he could ignore it for a little while. "-talking about?"
He felt twitchy, even a little physically ill. It was strange.
"Really Dean, consider it nothing more than following another fine Winchester tradition."
He reached up, picking his nose. That felt better, even if it was a clumsy move with chubby fingers.
"What did you do."
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"You can't guess?" That's the best part, he thinks. He's got Raphael completely by surprise.
"Act like a flying monkey." Not that that would require much more than Raphael to continue on being Raphael, but Dean wants to see it. Monkey noises and underarm scratching -- the whole shebang.
He still has a lollipop in his hand, and as he slides it into his mouth now and grins, he wonders if Raphael will be able to put the pieces together.
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"I don't know what that is." He can guess that Dean is making a reference to something - it sounds like it - but he doesn't actually know the reference.
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"And then once you figure that out, tell me how it feels to be made to follow someone else's orders."
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He pulled his feet up, brushing a blade of glass off his foot. "Michael is the Commander of the Host. I've always had to follow his orders." He wasn't as clueless as the flatly delivered statements suggested - but there was no reason he couldn't give Dean a difficult time.
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"Fine. Bark like a dog, then fly upside down and squawk like a chicken." Boom! Wiggling around these orders won't get Raphael anywhere, and he should maybe be glad that Dean's just aiming for the personal humiliation route. Because he could do worse, if Raphael really wants. If he really wants to know how deep this Trickster thing's running in him.
"Yeah, well, now you have no choice. Now it's not just following orders. It's being at the mercy of people moving you around like a chess piece."
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And the lineface he gives Dean is a thing of legend. But he does bark at Dean, shift himself to he doesn't spill arrows any where, flip himself upside down and do a (very poor) imitation of a chicken. He doesn't even bother righting himself, flying is flying.
"You know you are going to pay for this later, right?"
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"Big talk for such a small fry." He turns to walk away, and then calls over his shoulder, "Don't have a good day."