[Great, just great. Far as Dean can tell he didn't catch the angel-express inbound to whatever the hell this was supposed to be. It looked like something out of one of those fiction fantasy books Sam was glued to as a kid. Dean's half expecting to see dwarves and elves running around, maybe a troll or two, but so far he's been greeted only with more confused masses and some way-too-invested natives. They brought him flowers, and he turned as many as he could away but settled for some kind of corsage that was forced onto him by one of the prettier natives, all curves, caramel skin, and long waterfalls of brown hair. Exactly hist type. Far be it for him to say no.
Purple's a good color for him, but before he has time to lay down some foundation work on getting answers she flits away with barely any interest and he's left with the boutonniere and a stupid grin on his face. It's not like he's used to getting shut down, but after climbing out of hell he's been through worse than a brown-eyed beauty shutting him down.]
𝚐𝚘𝚍'𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕'𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎
[These so aren't any gods he'd ever worship, and for someone that's made a career killing pagan gods Dean's gotta figure these guys might not even want him around. What does it mean to even have a house and why should he care enough to pull for any one overpowered douchebag with juice. This is exactly why he dropped out of high school and went for the GED, he did better work as a grunt, exams and expectations weren't his thing.]
Can I ask which you God you got into? 'Cuz from where I'm standing it's less of a choice and more of an ultimatum. You think anyone managed to get away with not declaring?
𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍
[Hit me with your best shot, fire away. Network, or your choice. Whatever you want, it's up to you. I'll match format on all of these. Find me at if you have any questions.]
Dean Winchester | Supernatural
Purple's a good color for him, but before he has time to lay down some foundation work on getting answers she flits away with barely any interest and he's left with the boutonniere and a stupid grin on his face. It's not like he's used to getting shut down, but after climbing out of hell he's been through worse than a brown-eyed beauty shutting him down.]
Can I ask which you God you got into? 'Cuz from where I'm standing it's less of a choice and more of an ultimatum. You think anyone managed to get away with not declaring?