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

XD Man, Gabe's all, "I BET THE DOCTORS DON'T GET THIS CRAP." :|

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I'll try to remember not to answer to it.

C'mon, lady. I didn't walk onto this boat and refuse to call you by your name.

Actually, she calls Meta!Ten "Haircut" xD

[gotgirlballs.livejournal.com]

I'm not gonna use a name that starts with "the."

XD THAT IS ADORABLE.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Fine. Pick something. Anything. Surprise me. I don't care.

[gotgirlballs.livejournal.com]

When you least expect it, I'll have one.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[HAVE SOME SNICKERING ON THIS SIDE OF THE LINE.]

How ominous of you.