(2013) open rp post

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permanent open rp post

new year, new post.
❧ select one of my characters (or one that you know I play but isn't on the list)
❧ leave a prompt: pictures work best; lyrics, scenarios of your own creation, etc.
❧ reply as many times as you want.
❧ the apocalypse finally happens.

❧ please note that I am extremely backtag friendly and will be backtagging these threads until the cows come home. and I'm always really eager to do things even if this post is found months after it's posted. also lol sometimes i may take a bit to get to them since some characters are harder for me to think up things and require some canon review! sorry for the wait, i'll make you a vegemite sandwich in the interim.

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[disparage]

[ caroline's heart — or what's left of it — thumps hard in her chest. there's a vampire in town, one dean wants to hunt down now not later, and all caroline can do is think if this is some sort of vampire cannibalism, going after her own kind. except, dean doesn't really know that, does he? he's acting super weird and — ]

[ he opens an old, wooden box. inside, on the bottom, rests a blood-red cushion, housing a blade, small containers attached to the side, and a bible. on the roof are knives, of all sorts, and a cross, tied to it with rope. caroline watches as dean assesses it, as if it's a gun, or his damn car. she has a feeling this isn't the first time he's seen the contents of the box, but there's a lot she's uncertain about when it comes to dean these days. he's been distant in ways that she's not used to; he's always been as open as one can get dean, always so different with her than he is with every other person he ever interacts with. she's wondering if the ground beneath them has shifted and she hasn't noticed, or if she's going crazy, like killing a hunter and being cursed kind of crazy. ]

[ she's not quite sure what this is, this attitude shift, if there even is one, but since dean's made a show of drinking holy water, but he hasn't passed the flask to her, she has to wonder. it makes her antsy, so antsy that she leans in and pulls the bible out. demons can't touch a bible, right? ]

[ caroline grips it tightly in her hands, and then proceeds to wave it in dean's face. ] I'm me, okay? Can we get on with all of this? You're wasting time.