Have Fun Storming the Tower! ((Closed rp, Sam, Dean and Castiel))

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[[Backdated to immediately after this thread.]]

Castiel touched down on the large X that marked the beginning of the path to DETHTOWER, drawing Dean and Sam in his wake. "There it is," he said, nodding in the direction of the structure. Though only fractional glimpses were visible at this point, he could sense the peculiar dimensional distortions that surrounded the place even at this distance. They didn't disturb him, especially, but they had probably begun to affect Bobby the moment they had landed here the first time, or soon thereafter.

"The path indicated by the arrow will take us to the tower entrance. Don't be surprised if you see things that don't appear to make make sense, or that you find difficult to look at," he said. "The tower's keepers will probably be around. They didn't bother us the first time. In fact, I recall they warned us about some of the obstacles we were about to encounter. I wouldn't antagonize them unnecessarily." He started down the path in the direction the arrow pointed. "Stay close and watch your surroundings carefully. The place is filled with traps and more than one kind of unnatural creature. Also, giant penguins."

anniversary ((open))

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January 28th.

One year to the day since Kira's defeat. Though of course, in Teru's personal timeline it had happened only a couple of months ago, when he'd briefly been popcorn. So surely, he told himself, this day shouldn't matter so much. He'd already been through it all too many times.

Still. This was a bad day. To make things worse, Yukimura was still trapped in the apparently-impervious-to-escape-attempts Hat Shore, and... well, there was one other person who'd offered to be there if he needed to talk, but he didn't know how he felt about seeing her, today.

At least he wasn't drinking in the popcorn room this year. He was in the Great Hall, with coffee, watching one of the TVs, Masuyo resting on his lap.

For the horrified onlookers (open rp, hat shore)

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((Respond to Sam, talk amongst yourselves, or just stare in horror at Dance Dance Revolution, Hat Shore edition!))

Sam had agreed to keep an eye on the reality show to watch for any signals from Dean or Adam. What he did not expect was dancing, geese, or the incredibly bizzare sight of his brother dancing. He was torn between laughing until he couldn't breathe or simply staring in horror.

If nothing else, it was going to make excellent fodder to harrass Dean about for weeks afterwards. So he sat, beer in hand, watching the strangeness unfold.