001 (Voice)

[uberboned]

[While the Winchesters are away, the Tricksters will play, apparently. THE BARGE HAS TIMING. :| Hope your ears love the sultry sound of loud-mouthed demigods/archangels with slight southern drawls, residents of the Barge, because that's what you're getting. And there is nothing in the tone of this that does not scream SNARK.]

GOOD MORNIN', VIET-NAM.

Or afternoon. Or, for all I know, half-past midnight. I don't believe in clocks. Anyway. 

Hi! I'm the newest sherrif on this Love Boat. One of you lucky sons of bitches will eventually be mine to mold into whatever amounts to a productive, functional member of society. Lucky you! For the rest of you, juuust get used to the sound of this voice, kids, 'cause you're gonna be hearing a lot of it. 

I could go on, tell you all a few things about me, and we can all have a nice, little sharing circle, buuuut I'm not that kinda guy. Sorry. A man's gotta have a little mystery about him. In this case, a lot. 

But, hey, I'm here for all you losers. That's the deal I made and I live up to my deals. Think of me as your own personal pagan deity. So if you really need and/or want me, look me up sometime. It's Trickster, comma, the. Thank you and good night. 

Comments

[wichita-kansas.livejournal.com]

We already have one of those.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

So... What, exactly? There's a "one pagan god only" rule on this boat and I just skipped that part in the brochure?

[wichita-kansas.livejournal.com]

I dunno what the rule is -- I'm just a tiny, powerless human. You might want to ask the other big, bad trickster aboard.

A girl can ask for a little variety, right?

[theoriginalbamf.livejournal.com]

A Trickster? And just when I thought this place couldn't get anymore entertaining. Or interesting in the Chinese proverb sort of way.

Wilkommen Herr Trickster, I'm Kurt Wagner, fellow new Warden and I'm sure I'll see you out and about, I'm sure. I'm usually in the pub.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Guilty. From the looks of the backlog, you guys are short on entertaining here lately, though. I'm what happens when you tempt fate.

[You can practically tell he's rolling his eyes from his tone.] 'Course I swore I'd play nice and I will. Really and truly. Warden reputation to uphold and all that. [Mostly. Lalalala.]

Nice to meetcha. Guess I'll be seein' you around. Bet I can find plenty of reasons to drink in a place like this.

[theoriginalbamf.livejournal.com]

[laughs softly] Oh, I hear it gets very interesting every few weeks.

Oh, really? Already I like you better than the other Tricksters I've met. Are you the 'Just Desserts' sort?

Ja, as I don't have an inmate yet, and this free-time business makes me fidgety, I commandeered the pub. It seems all the crew vanished. So, we're on our own. Can't leave a pub to go fallow. That's alcohol abuse.

[groooooooooan]

[lotoftrouble.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid that position's already taken.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

So is this one of those 'there can be only one' situations? 'Cause that sounds like way more effort than I wanna put into anything right now.

[lotoftrouble.livejournal.com]

Well, it all depends. I assume that you can be a trickster god. From a different pantheon, of course. But you can't be the trickster god.

[future-games.livejournal.com]

[And cue the sarcasm.]
Fantastic personality you have there.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[Although you cannot see him, Gabe is bitchfacing.]

I know. It's dazzling, ain't it?

Hi, the Doctor hates mofos who swing their sacks around. ;p

[metacrisis-ten.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh.

Don't bother sharing, mate. Some of us can already tell you've got nothing new to say.

OF COURSE HE DOESN'T. And Gabe responds with bitchery. Like he do.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[You hear that sound? That is the sound of quiet sarcasm.]

It does my heart good to know that you took time out of what is probably a very taxing schedule of being self-righteous to tell me that. I'm truly, truly touched.

Oh excellent! Have more Doctor!snark

[metacrisis-ten.livejournal.com]

Oh, just doing my part for the little people. Brings a tear to my eye sometimes, my saintly magnanimity just impresses me so much.

Y'know if I had, oh, let's say a good ol' American penny every time some all-mighty newbie Warden came sauntering aboard with a stick up his arse and something to prove, I'd have enough copper to wire into the ship's juggernaut of a temporal positronic-circuitry hub and dump swaggering meatheads like you into the event horizon of the nearest black hole.

[gotgirlballs.livejournal.com]

Was that supposed to impress us? Seriously, that was totally weak.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

It's the jet lag. It's just murder on my sense of spectacle.

[gotgirlballs.livejournal.com]

Sure it is.

I've gotta come up with something to call you that doesn't suck.

[young-idealist.livejournal.com]

We don't need another one, thank you. Especially one without a leash.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

You people keep saying that, and yet I'm still here.

[young-idealist.livejournal.com]

And you're a warden... who's going to keep you out of trouble? My hands are full with Loki.

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

...I feel oddly as if I should know you.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[See Gabe. See Gabe be evasive. EVADE, GABE. EVADE.]

I've got one of those voices.

[tartaned.livejournal.com]

Yes, well... welcome, nonetheless. You evidently know how to make an entrance.

I'm Aziraphale.


[Private]

Is there some reason you don't want it known that you're an angel? It is you, isn't it? I felt someone arrive, but it's hard to be precise on this contraption.

[Oh shit. Gabriel. Alastair isn't touching this with a ten foot pole]

[cantrunfromme.livejournal.com]

[RUBY DONE RATTED YOU OUT. HE KNOWS WHERE YOU SLEEP. :|]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]