@robert.plant

[righteously]

Alright folks, it only took fifty years but I put together a little somethin somethin to supplement Lance's compendium of relevant history. You might wanna read that first if you care about the bigger picture and not just the spooky scary skeletons at your back door.

It's a bestiary, aka a monster handbook. Should be everything we know lore-wise about the monsters along with a list of all the species we've run into so far. I know a few people here beat me out by eight months or something, so if I'm missing anything let me know.

I could also use some deets on the dreams from incident 2, so fill me in if you know about it.

Magical Monsters and Where to Shoot Them

I got some complaints from some non-21st century earth types the last time I talked about this, so my associate Castiel Angelofthelord McFlappywings Winchester provided some non-pop culture context for your viewing pleasure.

Whoever's in charge of the welcome pamphlet, maybe you wanna shove this in there too

If any of you assclowns edits something and ruins it I'll personally come to your apartment and put bouillon cubes in your shower head, then turn off edit rights

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[unwings]

[ he'll show you grumpy streak, butthead ]

Gene, you have my full approval to shower Dean with whatever romantic/erotic musings he demands from you.

[righteously]

Well now you're just making it weird

[unwings]

Oh, I'm making it weird?
Pookie bear?

[righteously]

YES
"erotic" is, like, sixteen times worse

[unwings]

So you'd like Gene to woo you but not make sexual advances.
Understood.

Consider the 'erotic' rescinded, Gene. Romantic musings only.

[righteously]

why are you the way that you are

[unwings]

A combination of brain trauma and learned behaviors, I suspect.

[righteously]

mostly the brain damage

[preseance]

I'll recite him poetry by moonlight and stop short of a handie in a back alley. Understood.

You heard the man, Dean. Keats or Woodsworth?

[righteously]

You can give me Walt Whitman or you can get the hell out

[preseance]

﹙ huh. reggie liked whitman well enough, right up there with hughes in the holiday household. gene weren't never much for readin' on account of the words seemin' a jumble to him, but reg' would read to him. how many nights did they spend like that out on the fire escape, back-to-back in the soot-blacked evenings of bed stuy? gene used to eat peanuts, cracking the shells and tossin' them down to the alley below, where they'd get carted off by eager pigeons. the heat was always oppressive back then.

he remembers just about every poem word for word. always been his gift, as much as readin' sure never was. the formatting of it all, though, escapes him — poems run together like colours for him, so he does have to look it up to get right the line breaks and commas. ﹚

Through me shall the words be said to make death
exhilarating,
Give me your tone therefore, O Death, that I may
accord with it,
Give me yourself—for I see that you belong to me
now above all, and are folded together above all
—you Love and Death are,
Nor will I allow you to balk me any more with what
I was calling life,
For now it is conveyed to me that you are the pur-
ports essential,
That you hide in these shifting forms of life, for
reasons—and that they are mainly for you,
That you, beyond them, come forth, to remain, the
real reality,
That behind the mask of materials you patiently
wait, no matter how long,
That you will one day, perhaps, take control of all,
That you will perhaps dissipate this entire show of
appearance,
That may be you are what it is all for—but it does
not last so very long,
But you will last very long.

If you ask real nice I'll even spout some off in person for you.

[righteously]

Hold off on that Percival, I'm getting a little misty-eyed
I'm gonna need you to dial it back, now's not the place for me to go falling in love

[ Ha ha funny jokes just kidding but also wOW GENE what the hell is that? How dare you?? ]

[preseance]

You laid the challenge down, D, I just rose up to the occasion.

[righteously]

You'd think I'd start learning from my mistakes

[ But does he ever, though? In like the last fifteen years, has he ever? ]

[preseance]

Please ask Castiel to put me on speed-dial that he may inform me should that most hallowed of events ever comes to pass.

[unwings]

Done.

[preseance]

I ever tell you you're my favorite, Castiel? Because you are. My clear and present fav.