[ It has been a shit week for one Archangel, somewhat up there along with getting in the middle of a family feud once again and also the dark time of watching the remake of House on Haunted Hill. Very dark times. Still the whole thing of being dragged into another world unwillingly is problematic enough to have Gabriel not flipping everyone the bird upon arrival. Anything with the ability to do such a thing is powerful indeed to pull such a thing off and it doesn't take Gabriel long to realize his powers are gone too. Very powerful and with a twisted sense of humour.
Heinous, that is the only word he can think of to describe the whole thing. Being pushed around he can deal with, it could be a right barrel of laughs depending on the world. Sure it's almost as good as the ones he can make, but being stripped of his powers, of his wings? No, absolutely not, Gabriel refuses to conform (though really he would have refused anyway, but the point remains!) and the family he's been saddled with will find themselves with a father figure who loves to loiter by the white picket fence of the front yard, watching people wandering by and making idle chatter with them.
Or throwing the occasional small rock. Both things work as an amazing conversation starter and if anyone knew Gabriel better they'd understand he's testing the waters, seeing what he can and can't get away in this piss poor excuse of an afterlife. If it is even that, it's a can of worms most don't bother opening mainly because there isn't a Kevin Bacon big enough to deal with said worms.]
Oh howdy stranger, how's it going? Newest season of Real Housewives of Stepford sure is something. Did you know it's like, ten days till Halloween? I mean anyone with a pair of eyes and ears would know but hey who am I to judge?
[ That tv advert jingle is disgustingly catchy okay?]
(( halloween — cw: razors, blood ))
[ There's no shame at all in getting free candy during Halloween. Gabriel doesn't even have a costume and when asked by a brave few what his outfit is he simply replies he's a serial killer. It's not like they have three head, six arms and go running around in superhero outfits. When candy is free it tastes even better and Gabriel just can't resist eating one of the chocolates as he walks. ]
You have got to be kidding me.
[ The words are somewhat muffled, gurgled almost as Gabriel instantly spits out a razor blade to the floor, swiftly followed by a splash of blood. Oh look his own blood. There's a novelty!
Wait, no he can't let this pass and the archangel throws his hands up in the air in an exaggerated gesture of what the fuck.]
Okay that's it, there are some things you just don't do. Whatever mutton-head spiked my candy had better start running. Mothercluckers.
[ And with that Gabriel picks up the razor blade, keeping hold of it as he starts stalking towards the nearest door. He doesn't even know which one put blades in his chocolate so he may as well start from the top!]
(( wildcard ))
[ooc: fine with family, pretendy friends, enemies, anything ♪ ]
gabriel | spn
[ It has been a shit week for one Archangel, somewhat up there along with getting in the middle of a family feud once again and also the dark time of watching the remake of House on Haunted Hill. Very dark times. Still the whole thing of being dragged into another world unwillingly is problematic enough to have Gabriel not flipping everyone the bird upon arrival. Anything with the ability to do such a thing is powerful indeed to pull such a thing off and it doesn't take Gabriel long to realize his powers are gone too. Very powerful and with a twisted sense of humour.
Heinous, that is the only word he can think of to describe the whole thing. Being pushed around he can deal with, it could be a right barrel of laughs depending on the world. Sure it's almost as good as the ones he can make, but being stripped of his powers, of his wings? No, absolutely not, Gabriel refuses to conform (though really he would have refused anyway, but the point remains!) and the family he's been saddled with will find themselves with a father figure who loves to loiter by the white picket fence of the front yard, watching people wandering by and making idle chatter with them.
Or throwing the occasional small rock. Both things work as an amazing conversation starter and if anyone knew Gabriel better they'd understand he's testing the waters, seeing what he can and can't get away in this piss poor excuse of an afterlife. If it is even that, it's a can of worms most don't bother opening mainly because there isn't a Kevin Bacon big enough to deal with said worms.]
Oh howdy stranger, how's it going? Newest season of Real Housewives of Stepford sure is something. Did you know it's like, ten days till Halloween? I mean anyone with a pair of eyes and ears would know but hey who am I to judge?
[ That tv advert jingle is disgustingly catchy okay?]
(( halloween — cw: razors, blood ))
[ There's no shame at all in getting free candy during Halloween. Gabriel doesn't even have a costume and when asked by a brave few what his outfit is he simply replies he's a serial killer. It's not like they have three head, six arms and go running around in superhero outfits. When candy is free it tastes even better and Gabriel just can't resist eating one of the chocolates as he walks. ]
You have got to be kidding me.
[ The words are somewhat muffled, gurgled almost as Gabriel instantly spits out a razor blade to the floor, swiftly followed by a splash of blood. Oh look his own blood. There's a novelty!
Wait, no he can't let this pass and the archangel throws his hands up in the air in an exaggerated gesture of what the fuck.]
Okay that's it, there are some things you just don't do. Whatever mutton-head spiked my candy had better start running. Mothercluckers.
[ And with that Gabriel picks up the razor blade, keeping hold of it as he starts stalking towards the nearest door. He doesn't even know which one put blades in his chocolate so he may as well start from the top!]
(( wildcard ))
[ooc: fine with family, pretendy friends, enemies, anything ♪ ]