first hunt

[demonhunting]

[ACTION - 749 Partridge]

[The first thing Sam sees when he wakes up is a roof and four walls, which is enough to startle him awake. The last thing he remembers is entering a diner, then bright light, then--nothing.

He figures Yellow-Eyes probably has something to do with it, and the thought makes him clench his fists. But a quick survey of the room (and, for good measure, rummaging through the drawers) turns up a big stinking pile of nothing, not even weapons. The closet? Full of clothes from the fifties. And there is a woman next to him on the bed, which is doubly weird.

What the hell?

So, after hastily getting out of bed and throwing on some clothes, Sam will commence searching through the house for something, anything. At some point, he'll also find the salt and start sprinkling salt lines all over the house for good measure.

It worked before.]

[PHONE]

[So he doesn't have a cellphone on him. That's fine, there's a telephone in the house. Granted, it's as fifties as the rest of the place, but it's still a telephone.]

Hey, Dean? Bobby? Can you hear me? I think I'm stuck...somewhere that looks like it's from the fifties. Could be Yellow-Eyes, but I sorta doubt it. [At this point, he'd say, "Call me," but there's no trace of his cellphone anywhere. He's pretty sure it's because it didn't fit with the fifties theme.] And don't worry about me, either, I'm fine.

[Hopefully.]

Comments

[phone]

[noluckduck]

The fuck's "Yellow-Eyes"?

[demonhunting]

Let's just say he's someone you wouldn't want to meet.

[noluckduck]

I've talked to the goddamn Riddler while he was havin' some insane mental breakdown. Try me.

[Sure, that was over the phone, and she was freaked out anyway, but...]

[Phone] omg early canon-point Sam?? :D!!

[originalnumber]

Aaah... I do not think the ones you named were taken here, however fortunate or unfortunate you decide that is...

[Ahaaaa...]

...Eh- Y-Yellow eyes..? [BUT HE HAS ONE YELLOW EYE-!]

[demonhunting]

I was hoping they wouldn't be.

[Of course, they're both probably worried sick, but to him, knowing that they weren't taken as well is a small comfort.]

Yeah. You know him?

[originalnumber]

Aah. A wise hope.

[Uh.] I do not know of anyone by that name; some from other worlds may have naturally golden eyes however such as myself... You may have unintentionally given them a bit of a fright...

phone

[forever_cheery]

"Yellow Eyes"? Is that a name...?

[demonhunting]

Yeah. He's...someone you don't want to meet.

sorry for the delay - been on hiatus

[forever_cheery]

Oh, I see. I don't think I met anyone with that name, but the phone is the best way! It can connect to everyone in town. I doubt they had anything to do with why you're here, though.

[phone]

[godlyreigns]

['Dean'....? Oh, well, there aren't too many Deans in this place, so she'll take a stab in the dark.]

Do you refer to Dean Winchester?

[demonhunting]

Yeah, he's my brother. You know where he is?

[godlyreigns]

Most likely somewhere in the drone neighborhood. He was slotted at my house very briefly, and has since been replaced.

PHONE.

[mydear]

You're stuck in a town called Mayfield, dear boy.

[ Being direct and to the point is probably the best thing to do, he imagines - this is his first time doing it. ]

But you're quite right about being stuck, I'm afraid. As far as I know there's no way out - and the house you're in now is your accommodation for your stay, and your family.

[demonhunting]

I figured. [What with all this news flooding in, it's going to take some time for him to adjust.] And no one's tried getting out yet?

[mydear]

I think people have tried, but without success. I'm as new as you appear to be, I'm afraid, so I might not be helpful in that area.

[ Oh! ]

And if you had any powers, or were a non-human creature, you'll find yourself in a human body.

action ♥ housemates

[handsforhealing]

[ Morning! Winry here handles her own breakfast and wakes up as early as she can to make it. She was minding her own business with pancakes this morning when she heard someone out in the hall. ]


Hm? Are the drones up...? [ She turns and gives him a confused, almost startled look. He's not a drone. ] Um... excuse me?

[demonhunting]

[Sam only managed to break off a chair leg somewhere in the house to arm himself, but it should be more than enough. He turns around, sees a young girl, and tenses.]

Who are you and where did you take me?

[Excuse the suspicion, Winry. He's not really used to waking up in strange places.]

phone

[werejew]

[really obnoxious cackling on the other end of the phone

enjoy that]

[demonhunting]

Something funny?

[werejew]

Nah, dude, it's just, like... Every new fucker who shows up is always like, "Yo, are my friends here?" and they usually aren't, and then they're like "I'm totally fine," and they totally fucking aren't.

I dunno. Irony. Funny shit.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Yer stuck in someone's eyes? Well that's a new one.

[demonhunting]

I didn't--it's not like that. I meant someone with yellow eyes.

[bye_to_yer_head]

So yer stuck inside someone with yellow eyes.

An' this is better how?

hello new hubby!

[togetherwestand]

[In the magical time paradoxes of post land, Madeline arrived before Sam and has spent a grand total of one day in Mayfield so far.

What she was not prepared for, was waking up next to a stranger, giving a startled yelp and tugging the bedclothes instinctively under her chin.]

What are you doing?!

hi wifey~

[demonhunting]

[At this point in time, Sam is somewhat busy rummaging through the drawers, and so steps back a little, holding his hands up to show that no, he doesn't have any weapons on him.]

Nothing! Just looking for a few things.