Date:	2007-11-05 19:48
Subject:	Prompt 4 - Music
Security:	Public
Mood:	crazy

What Song Best Describes You?

Oh Christ. I really hate these types of questions. If I was a tree, what kind would I be and why? Does that really say anything about me? And if it does, is it something that I actually want to know? I don't think so. I don't buy into that psycho-babble crap and there is no hidden meaning to be found in my enjoyment of "Back in Black" by AC/DC. You're never going to learn anything about me because I say that there is something about every Led Zepplin song that moves me. You're not going to understand me any better if I share a long list of my favorite bands - Metallica and the Doors are at the top of that list - except that I have amazing taste in music. Sammy probably disagrees about that, but my brother's taste in music can't be trusted. He used to own a Hootie and the Blowfish cd.

I guess my relationship with music isn't so much about my identity as about comfort. Music is one of my constant companions. Like my car, it's one of those things that's never left me in a lurch and always gets me from city to city.



[cross posted to voicesinmyhead; open for comments or RP]

Date:	2007-11-05 19:40
Subject:	Prompt 3 - Love
Security:	Public
Mood:	blank

What are your thoughts on love?

I don't really spend a whole lot of my time thinking about love and what it means in the big scheme of things. That's more my brother's thing. I'm usually too busy keeping people alive and killing evil bastards.

I can tell you that I love my family and there isn't anything I wouldn't do for them. I might not make huge declarations like "you jump, I jump" but I'm pretty sure it's clear in everything I do. And that's the other big thing: I'm a firm believer that actions speak louder than words. There's no need for spouting out stupid clichés or calling upon cheesy chick flick moments. It's more uncomfortable than anything, especially when showing up means more in the end.




[cross posted to voicesinmyhead; open for comments or RP]

Date:	2007-06-22 19:38
Subject:	Prompt 2 - Family
Security:	Public
Mood:	cranky
Music:	"Carry On My Wayward Son"

Prompt 2 - Family

My family definitely ain’t what you would call “normal.” Just ask my brother if you have any doubts about that. Nowhere close to a TV sitcom family, but it was always enough for me. I missed my mom, yeah, but I had my dad and Sammy and that was all I needed.

I did my best to hold us together and to take care of Sam, but like everything else in my life, it didn't really work out the way I had hoped. Early on it wasn’t too bad, but that didn’t last long. Sam and my dad were too much alike, too stubborn, and could never allow themselves to see the other’s side of things. I was always monkey in the middle, trying to break up fights and keep the peace.

Sam left for greener pastures without so much as a “see ya later” and it was just me, the old man, and whatever hunt filled our hours. A part of me hated Sam for leaving, part of me was happy he would be safe, and another part was just relieved that all the damn fighting would stop.

Since then it’s been like a revolving door of family. Sam leaves, and then comes back. Dad leaves, then comes back, and then leaves again.

Sometimes I think it’s best if I stick with my car and leave it at that.

But I’m a big brother, so that’s never going to happen.

And this is getting way too touchy/feely for my liking. I better take off before I start singing "amazing grace" and letting the tears roll. Talk about evil.





[cross posted to voicesinmyhead; open for comments or RP]

Date:	2007-06-19 13:13
Subject:	Prompt 1 - Who Am I
Security:	Public
Mood:	annoyed
Music:	"Back in Black"

Prompt 1 - Who Am I

For the record, I hate shit questions like this, but whatever. I’m Dean Winchester, though if you were to meet me in a bar or while I was working a case, I’d probably give you a different name. Nothing personal, it’s just the way it has to be. Easier in my line of work. Last thing I need is to end up on some internet site because of my damn good looks and amazing hunting abilities.

So yeah. I hunt. Before you start crying your eyes out for Bambi, I hunt evil supernatural things. As long as you don’t try to inhabit someone else’s body or suck their blood out, you’re not my problem. Well, usually. Unless you hurt my family. Sam calls me an overprotective idiot, but taking care of him is my other job.

My home is my Impala, the most beautiful sight in the world, and the open road, going from job to job with my pain in the ass younger brother.

I like a good beer and a hot woman and listening to the Impala’s engine purr while my brother complains about my taste in music.

And that’s pretty much who I am.



[cross posted to voicesinmyhead; open for comments or RP]