wasting words

aplethora @ 2012-06-07T19:33:00

2012-06-07T23:33:59Z

i have life updates, which i have written in convenient bullet-point form! and also jared padalecki!

i don't think i've said much about my spring semester since it started. here is a summary: it went well. i got the grades that i wanted with as minimal work as possible and i managed to raise my GPA a couple of points again. it is all very exciting, especially since (1) apparently my grades determine my entire self-worth, (2) my GPA really, really needed the boost after my sophmore year slump of, like, not leaving my house or writing any of my essays because the world is dark and scary, and (3) jared padalecki is around still looking like this and being a daddy, which honestly it's a marvel anyone gets anything done, let alone studying and writing.
as you've all perhaps gathered from my last few entries, i was unhappy with my living situation so i've moved into an apartment with another friend, someone whose lj name is too long for me to properly remember. i think it's been going well so far. the supernatural poster i bought at chicon is getting good use above the television in the living room and i have yet to fight an urge to strangle my roommate in her sleep. in fact, she's been generous and welcoming and i'm thankful to have someone whose not going to leave her dishes on the sink for weeks at a time. also: we have three separates copies of supernatural seasons between us, which i have determined is the right amount of winchester.
but our neighbors cook gross food every night and make the apartment smell like garlic.
i'm a senior this year! last year (or year and a half, we'll see) until i am released into the job market, aka starbucks!
all of my friends but two graduated my school in the spring. one of my closest will be up here for the summer, but is student teaching in her hometown in the fall semester and then graduating. the other has always been more of a drinking buddy, and the person who's probably my best friend transferred to a school six hours away in kentucky. i've never had a giant group of friends, but i've always had a few reliable close ones and without them, and the hours between us, i'm going to have a problem adjusting. prepare for whining and dramatics.
however, the classes i'm taking spring semester are almost amazing enough to make up for my woe:
- HIST 409: Progressivism and Imperialism: The United States, 1878-1918
- HIST 482: Cultural History of the Celtic Peoples from Prehistory to the Present
- ENG 490: Literature and Gender: “Comb Your Hair, Fix Your Makeup”: Cosmetics, Costume, and Gender Performance"
- WGS 410: Women and Gender in Comics
- WGS 310: History of United States Feminisms
i'm also in a non-western civ class i'm not as excited about that. so.
i don't understand avengers, guys. i want to play with the rest of you but every time i try, well. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz and needs more winchesters.
the end

aplethora @ 2012-03-01T21:04:00

2012-03-02T02:04:26Z

livejournal! i'm don't remember what my last entry was -- i am sure it was long and mopey -- so let's have some happiness for once:

i got to spend a very awesome week with the lovely crackedeggie i feel as though i owe her a billion apologies for making her fly all the way to bum-fuck indiana just to hang out with me (guys, it's winter so she didn't even get to witness our long-fabled corn fields), but i'm 99% sure my presence was worth it considering a). kanye west good times, b). chicago and c). she got to hear my skilled yelling/complaining/WHY WON'T EVERYONE VACATE THE PLANET-ing.

ANYWAY SO we went to chicago for a couple of days and it was great. we stayed at this chic (i feel vaguely like an asshole using this word but i can't think of another. modern? contemporary? bagel-y?) hostel in the lincoln park area. very vibrant with great service, and the neighborhood was cute. due to a shortage of cash (and time) we didn't get to see a lot of the museums (i reaaaaaally wanted to see the science and industry museum) (i don't think this paragraph has enough parenthesis), but we did make it around to the history museum and a very nice and large metallic bean which reflected the chicago skyline. there was also a lot of aimless wandering, state street is a MYTH, delicious caramel popcorn, and the best fuckin' cupcakes to walk the planet. all very nice! also: i got this cardboard cut-out trivia book with all the presidents heads and short summaries of their achievements. i don't wanna brag, but it's a sweet deal.

the down side is that i perhaps maybe just a smidge miss seeing her face everyday. agnieszka (and no, i did not use facebook so you gotta forgive me if i've spelled it wrong), we gotta do it again sometime. in new york. NEW YORK.

as for my post-crackedeggie life, i don't know. i was kinda down and i'm still confused on graduate school shit, and then it was SIXTY DEGREES HERE and i couldn't bear to be unhappy, and now i'm just kinda relieved it's spring break next week. speaking of spring break, oh my god, i am so excited. i thought i'd be really happy with classes this semester, but everything's been kinda boring so far. my sociology of women class is child's play (i feel really arrogant saying this but it's a 300-level class and we've just covered gender roles and symbollic annihilation. come on), and early world history class is memorization, and my psych of sexuality class is barely worth going to. i don't even KNOW what my women in antiquity class is. i'm just feeling bored this semester. on the bright side, i'm loving my history of modern european women class! my professor's great and the material is interesting. it's still a bit of an easy class, especially considering it's a 400-level, but the essays we have to write take a good amount of insight and research to complete so it gets fun.

UGH ALSO COMPLAINING TIME: i found out two of my roommates are moving out. we don't have any replacements lined up and it's a four-room house. if i had my way i'd be moving out with everyone. the roommate i'm left with is also the roommate whom i fantasize about killing on a regular basis since she's a bit of a sanctimonious asshole. plus, i'm way to far from campus for someone who doesn't have a car and considering none of my friends need a place to stay, i'll be living with people i don't know and probably have nothing in common with, as my roommate only hangs out with a christian crowd on campus it is very, very hard for me to relate to. i don't know, man, it's a mess.

anyone want a roommate next year?

another kid discovers unknown scars from their chilhood, news @ 11

2012-02-16T02:49:52Z

i'm a little embarrassed about it, but this cracked article made me cry because i related so closely with it. i don't like to talk about it often, but i grew up in a pretty poor household. all of my friends come from well-off middle class families, so it's hard to make them understand what my family's situation was like, and often feel as though i don't have a right to complain. i've always had a roof over my head and food on the table, even when it was peanut butter and jelly for a week or skipping couches while my mom looks for our next apartment: it was still food and shelter.

and i think a part of me is was -- and still is -- just embarrassed about the way i grew up to the point where i feel like i need to hide it from people. my mom only spoke of it in hushed tones, and i gotta admit there's a certain and deeply-embedded shame that comes with leap-frogging cockroaches to get to your bed at night.

but this article, man. it's addressing the small details of every day life i didn't know other people shared. this guy gets it. he understands that a shortage of cash means you can't buy in bulk, no matter how many people tell you it's cheaper in the long run. that extra $5 that comes with the 24 pack of toilet paper isn't just $5, that's the difference between the electricity being on and off. there is no such thing as fresh vegetables, there are hamburger helpers and canned green beans. there was back to school shopping, there were no medicine cabinets, there were no doctors visits when i was sick. there was a worn-down mother, constant worry, and the ever-present knowledge that you are different and that if you talk about it with other kids mom gets a funny look on her face.

i think what particularly struck me was the focus on bad habits. with my financial aid money and my job, i live a fairly comfortable life. i always have pocket money and i often put some away in a savings account. despite this, many of the old money-saving necessary to my childhood are still with me. i don't buy long sleeves shirts because they can't be worn in the summertime and i hoard all of my old clothes just in case i'll need them one day. i only buy new pants when my current pair wear down, and i haven't bought new glasses since 8th grade because the ones i have yet to disintegrate on my face (though they're only hanging on by the will of god by this point). the last time i bought new tennis shoes was because my other pair literally fell off my feet. i only recently started taking fucking aspirin.

it's all so unreasonable. i'll buy a steak dinner at a restaurant, but i can't bring myself to drop $30 on a coat in the dead of winter in the midwest? come on.

yet i just can't and this guy understands exactly why. it's nice to have a relief from the burdens i didn't even know i was carrying.

perhaps i could even begin operation: winter coat.

TREEHOUSE SEKRIT SANTA, OMG

2010-12-21T02:25:59Z

quick notes:

ink_maid: i'm so, so sorry i'm late! i'm the worst person ever, i know. i hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.
nimueailinen: you're a fucking ROCK STAR for putting this mess together. i couldn't even imagine the hassle you went through to organize this - or, at least i don't think i'd go through it voluntarily and, once again, i'm sorry this is late.
after the realization i was have no awesome talents, i decided to download photoshop and give making graphics a try. i hope this this okay with you, julia. <3
this is basically a tessa the reaper picspam. kind of. like a mini one?
(doing the santa hat in the first picture TOOK FOREVER, I CAN'T EVEN.)

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THIS HAS BEEN NAGGING AT ME FOR MONTHS. I CAN'T DECIDE

2010-08-17T03:42:07Z

View Poll: the important things in life

PROJECT PRETTY FACE

2010-05-03T02:12:10Z

PROJECT PRETTY FACE

OR IN WHICH ahmnomnom GOES INSANE AND aplethora AND bumblee SIT BACK LAUGHING

first of all to understand all of this you must realize three things. one, that bumblee and I are the two greatest people in the universe. in fact, here, i’ll gave you a second to bask in our glory—okay—still basking—keep going guys—it’s worth it—can you feel the burn?—okay, anyway, we’re awesome. the second thing is that dean, ahmnomnom , is awesome as well (though not AS awesome as we are, but--let’s face it--who is?) but also quite gullible and paranoid. three, the three of us in the same crack community was bound to to ugly at one point. this, i believe, was the point.

THE GAME:
drop hints to ahmnomnom that something ominous might happen to her character, dean, in the next CASH post. sit back, relax, and watch as her paranoia builds to truly inspiring heights. stir occasionally with love-tinged cruelty.

THE PLAYERS:
bumblee: CASTIEL
aplethora: ASH
ahmnomnom : DEAN
featuring a brief, but beautiful appearence by:
nbaeker: LUCIFER

THE TIMEFRAME: tuesday-sunday, but the majority was friday and saturday.

THE LOCATIONS: all of the conversation you see takes place on skype, but the events were spread out over spn_treehouse, twitter, and the origin of all events is chatzy.

THE BACKGROUND: bumblee and i wanted to do a post for CASH. we hadn’t done anything lately but break up dramatically and make up through the power of food metaphors and we needed to demonstrate the ~power of our love~ to all the haters (yeah, you know who you are.) Also, ash needs to get laid like yesterday. So we planned:

CAS: ASH BB I HAVE NO IDEAS. :(
ASH: YEAH, ME EITHER. ;_; I WAS JUST LOOKING THROUGH THE TH MEMORIES. WHATEVA AT LEAST WE'RE MAKING OUT NOW
CAS: YOU COULD POST ABOUT ALL THE PLACES CAS AND ASH HAVE MADE OUT IN TREEHOUSE WHICH WILL THOROUGHLY EMBRASS CAS BUT WHATEVER.
ASH: AHAHAHA

and thus the seed was planted. we had a few bumps to smooth put, like whose stuff we’d make out on or where and if we really wanted to take the chance of making them angry. one thing we immediately agreed on, however, was dean needed to be our first target:

ASH: WE'RE TOTALLY GONNA MAKE OUT ON THE IMPALA.
CAS: OMG LOL. YESSSSS DEFINITELY.

as you can see our planning was wholly innocent. there were no plans of grandeur, angel mojo'ing people's minds, or any kind of physical strain. it was just good old fashioned treehouse crack, not even close to the lovely prank on ahmnomnom it had eventually become.

AND SO IT BEGINS:

now fast-forward a couple of days and ash is in trouble in treehouse. ed ran into a little trouble when he criticized an evil!sam's spelling. as punishment, ed was put into a deep sleep and every time he woke up sam would put him right back under. when the rest of the treehouse members finally convinced sam to stop, ed had woken up with significant memory loss. ash saw this as an hilarious opportunity for mischief and told ed that he was god, his name was sally, and the hair on his face was not a beard, but his pet squirrel. as you have undoubtedly presumed, hilarity ensued.

but as all good things must come to an end and ed regained his memories and the first thing he did was go after ash. ash, as heroic and manly as he is, ran away and whined at dean because his angel boyfriend wasn't there to protect him.

DEAN: CASTIEEEEEL~?
CAS: DEAAAANNIEE?
DEAN: ASH SAYS HE NEEDS YOUR HELP BUT HE'S TOO PUSSY TO ASK FOR IT
CAS: TELL ASH TO GROW A PAIR.
DEAN: ASH SAYS 'HE'S A LOVER NOT A FIGHTER'

of course ash got butthurt and whiny and castiel got almighty and smitey (and eventually apologetic) but they were still communicating through dean rather than speaking directly to one another. dean got fed up and invited ash into cas and dean's conversation original conversation. castiel and ash made up, started being adorable and making out all over everything, and all was good.

since our initial conversation was over, i thought it'd be a good time to bring up our CASH plans and maybe pick a time to do them together:

ASH: CAAAAAAAAS, ARE YOU GONNA BE AROUND THIS WEEKEND? LIKE FRIDAY OR SATURDAY?
CAS: YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH. FOR YOU ANYTHING.
ASH: OH YEAAAAH BABY
CAS: MMMHMMM.
ASH: ANYWAY I'LL NEED YOU TO BE AROUND FOR OUR ~POST~
CAS: YESSS! ASH, I WILL BE AROUND FOR THAT OMG YES.
ASH: YAAAAY OKAY GOOD. I HAVENT DONE IT YET BECAUSE IT'S THE WEEK BEFORE FINALS, LOL.
CAS: IT'S ALL GOOD. WOOHOO I'M EXCITED.
ASH: DEAN WILL BE TOO.
ASH: EVIL
CAS: RUBS HANDS TOGETHER EVILY

now you must understand that bumblee and i were just messing around a yanking ahmnomnom 's chain a little bit. i mean, we couldn't very well indulge the details of our plan right there in front of him. however, ahmnomnom decided now would be the perfect opportunity to be a whiny little girl:

DEAN: WAIT WHAT'S GOING ON HERE.
CAS: WHISTLES.
ASH: UM NOTHING DEAN. NOTHING AT AT ALL
DEAN: IT BETTER NOT FUCKING INVOLVE ME
ASH: UH, IT...DOESN'T
DEAN: GOOD. IS IT YOUR THIRD DATE?
ASH: YEAH, JUST...BE AROUND THIS WEEKEND.
DEAN: ME?
ASH: NO. WAT
CAS: WAIT?
ASH: DON'T LISTEN TO ME
CAS: WHAT?
DEAN: HUH?
DEAN: ...
CAS: ...
DEAN: WTF ARE YOU GUYS PLANNING.
CAS: DISTRACTION
DEAN: WHAT ARE YOU SRSLY PLOTTING
ASH: WE'RE NOT PLOTTING, PER SE.
DEAN: ...
ASH: DON'T WOOOORY
CAS: WE CAN'T TELL YOU THO. IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER NO ONE GETS TURNED INTO ANYTHING.
ASH: OR EFFECTED BY ANYTHING
DEAN: OH
ASH: EXCEPT MAYBE RAAAAGE~

look! see: we were being completely truthful and this wasn't turning into one big joke to laugh as ahmnomnom freaks out about our devious plans. however, a few day or so later she still hasn't let go of our CASH plans and has warped them into something scary and possibly hurtful toward dean. i'm not quite sure what dean would think his BFF angel and powerless human boyfriend would do to him that would be that bad, but the paranoia was starting to cross over from "kind of funny" into "if this keep going on i'm going to laugh so hard i'll throw up my insides."

(originally seen here.)

after seeing that dean is STILL GOING ON about our post, bumblee links me and we take the time to make fun of her behind her back:

CAS: [LINKS TO TREEHAUS IDOL POST] We have scared poor Dean. Evil cackle.
ASH: Muahahaha. Now why would we have been so devious over a treehaus idol post?
CAS: I know. Dean is pretty. He doesn't need to be smart.
CAS: It'd be funny if it's just like something lame, and Dean would be the only one like ... O_o
ASH: Hahaha "Cash offers Dean a free unicorn ride."
CAS: Hahah right.
ASH: ...I wish we could do that to him. It's too bad the original post is too priceless to pass up.
CAS: Damn it.

as you can see, our lives are hard.

next ahmnomnom decides to harass me individually, possibly thinking that cornering me without bumblee around would crack me into spilling our plans. unfortunately, i am much more evil than dean gives me credit for and i take the time to mess with his mind a little more:

DEAN: WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING
ASH: ...NOTHING
DEAN: "OOC: Ash and I both agree that you're pretty Dean." WHAT IS THAT?
ASH: LOLOL
DEAN: I GOT MY EYE ON YOU MOTHERFUCKERS. ARE YOU GONNA TURN ME INTO A GIRL OR SOMETHING JFC. OR LIKE A BEAST...I'M ALREADY A BEAST ;DD
ASH: MY LIPS ARE SEALED
DEAN: I HATE YOU AND CAS.

i run to cas because this is hilarious and we're evil, conniving, and talking to dean while laughing at dean with one another:

ASH: DEAN IS HARRASSING ME ON SKYPE RN ABOUT OUR PLANS. NATURALLY, I HAVE TERRIFIED HIM TO NEW LEVELS.
CAS: : LOL. HANG ON [GOES TO HARASS DEAN HIMSELF]. I feel bad for Dean 'cos it's not even that bad omg.
ASH: THAT'S ONE OF THE REASONS I FIND IT HILARIOUS. THAT AND HE'S BEEN HARRASSING ME.

and now cas is harrassing dean because it's hilarious:

CAS: Muwhahahahahahah
DEAN: .....YOU'RE GONNA DO IT ON SUNDAY?
CAS: Mmm don't know. Ash is a busy man.
DEAN: .....HE SAID SUNDAY
CAS: Okay okay Sunday. Or issss itttt.
DEAN: .......I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL HIT YOU.
CAS: Hey Dean, you know maybe we've just made this all up and we're not planning anything.
DEAN: ...That's what Ash just said too
CAS: omg omg really? [GOES TO SQUEE TO ASH HOW THEY ARE SOULMATES]
DEAN: ... yes.
CAS: Well....
DEAN: So let me restate: BRB BLOCKING YOU TWO
DEAN: you guys are dicks. 4evr.

i disagree, dean. i think we're fantastic and have i mentioned that this is hilarious:

ASH: I THINK YOU JUST NEED TO SETTLE DOWN. YOU'LL BE FINE. SORT OF. ISH. I MEAN I THINK.
DEAN: WHAT. JFC. )))))):<
DEAN: DEAN FLIPS SOME MOTHERFUCKING TABLES
DEAN: WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?
ASH: I DUNNO. WE COULD JUST BE MESSING WITH YOU, YOU KNOW
DEAN: laskfl;mclaslo;asjgasg
ASH: YOU'RE FREAKING OUT FOR NOTHING - WE COULD JUST OFFER YOU A UNICORN RIDE
DEAN: BRB BLOCKING THE BOTH OF YOU DICKHATS
ASH: NOW NOW CAS DIDN'T DO ANYTHING. THIS IS ME.
DEAN: YOU GUYS ARE SAYING THE SAME THING. JFC.
ASH: WHAT ARE WE SAYING?
DEAN: 'HAY DEAN MAYBE WE'RE JUST FUCKING WITH YOU LOLOLOL!'
ASH: WE'RE SOULMATES. NOT MY FAULT.
DEAN: asfjamcalksd
DEAN: DEAN STARES
ASH: ASH IS STILL NOT TELLING ABOUT OUR MAYBE-MAYBE NOT EVIL PLANS
DEAN: ....ARE YOU ACTUALLY MAKING PLANS
ASH: I DON'T REMEMBER
DEAN: ...OMFG. O. M. G.
ASH: :D

around now bumblee starts to play the good cop to my bad cop and tries to talk ahmnomnom down from insanity and applies earth logic to the situation, but dean's paranoia will not be thwarted:

CAS: What if we really aren't planning anything?
DEAN: ... then we're cool....except if you do something really fucked up.
CAS: And if we are? So you're just being irrational right now. You don't even know what it is.
DEAN: ....but you guys keep saying shit that worries me ):
CAS: okay, such as?
DEAN: ...like whenever Ash opens his mouth
CAS: Oh.
DEAN: Yes.
CAS: Yeah, I can't help that.

now we're all involved in the same chat.

CAS: Dean, what if the plan was we are taking you to buy a pony?
DEAN: ...why would you buy me a pony
ASH: I THOUGHT WE DECIDED ON A UNICORN
CAS: Ash, stop telling him the plan. damn it.
ASH: ...i'm sorry. he just does things to me.
DEAN: .......oh...so you're not going to do something that'll piss me off?
CAS: ...no.
ASH: now why would we do that?
CAS: wait. define pissed off.
DEAN: ... because it's you guys. and pissed off as in mad.
ASH: we're perfectly respectable, nice people.
CAS: when have i ever done anything to you dean?
DEAN: ....well, nothing yet. but i'm still ~on guard
CAS: why? i thought we were bff.
DEAN: we are bff.
ASH: bffs have trust, dean. where is the trust?
DEAN: but if i was like, 'CAS I HAVE PLANS FOR YOU AND YOU'RE NOT GONNA LIKE IIIIIT' wouldn't you be a little worried
ASH: no.
DEAN: ...ash shut up.
CAS: Um...i don't know.
DEAN: see?
CAS: does it involve me being tied up?
DEAN: ...maybe. maybe not ~WHO KNOOOOWS~
CAS: ...hm.
DEAN: indeed.
CAS: you'll be fine dean.
DEAN: ...okay. okay fine ):
CAS: we think you are worrying too much. it probably won't even hurt.
DEAN: ...
ASH: that much, at least.
DEAN: i hate you guys. hate. as in dislike.
CAS: hehe.
DEAN: fuuuuuuck yooooooooooooou
CAS: What can me and Ash even do to you? Ash is a dead human, and I don't have any powers.
ASH: logic, dean
DEAN: would you stop it omfg
ASH: like we said, you're lucky you're pretty
DEAN: i am confused you hurt my head
CAS: hahahahaaa.
DEAN: sajfksgmab,saldag
CAS: it's okay dean. you're pretty.
ASH: so pretty
DEAN: ...oh my god. are you gonna rape me
CAS: hahaha. yes.
ASH: yes
DEAN: what.........
DEAN: has left the chat
CAS: hahahahaha.
ASH: AHAHAHHAAAAAA. PUSSY.
CAS: poor dean.
ASH: poor, pretty dean
CAS: i don't know. oh well. okay back to our chat. so dean can't see what our plan is

i took cas's comment as a chance to stir the pot:

ASH: you can't see what's being said in that other chat, can you?
DEAN: ...no i can't .... oh my god. what are you saying
ASH: um. nothing.
DEAN: .........

this is about the part where messing with dean's mind switches from a lovable past time to an olympic event. cas and i assumed dean knew we were kidding about the rape and that his flounce was a joke. honestly, guys, why would castiel and ash rape dean in treehouse canon? take a moment to think about this and try to follow dean's logic.

...

...

can't do it can, you? that would probably be because you're not a paranoid freak.

while all this is going on, lucifer (nbaeker ) must have seen dean's comments on cas's treehouse idol post and, judging by dean's tone, assumed we had a devious plans up our sleeves and wanted to know if they involved his character. i assured him that our plan really wasn't that bad and that we were just messing with dean's mind a little. in the meantime i saw this turn in events as an beautiful opportunity left him his message:

ASH: OMG YOU HAVE LUCI MESSAGING ME TOO
DEAN: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

now this is my favorite part for a number of reasons. one, dean thought he was going to get back up from lucifer and pressure me into telling him. little did he know that he was walking straight into a trap. (*pets*) two, i didn't even ask luci to help me out. he is just insanely awesome and realizes when something has a great chance to bring the lulz. three, this is where i realize that dean took our rape comments seriously. oh. my. god, you just can't make shit like that up

EDIT: LUCIFER IS THE DEVIL AND A BETRAYER. CARRY ON:

DEAN: *** DEAN created a group conversation with LUCI ***
DEAN: LETS TALK ABOUT IT ASH. DON'T YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT IT?
ASH: NO.
DEAN: YOU TOTALLY DO. COME ON.
ASH: NO.
DEAN: DOES IT INVOLVE LUCI?
ASH: IT DOESN'T INVOLVE ANYTHING.
LUCI: LOLOL. EXCEPT YOUR PRETTY FACE, DEAN. I MEAN. UM. SORRY ASH.
DEAN: WHAT. LUCI WTF.
ASH: DUDE SHUT UP.
DEAN: OMFG. YOU TOLD LUCI?!
ASH: ...
DEAN: GODDAMNIT
DEAN: DEAN FLIPS TABLES
DEAN: OMFG. YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
ASH: IF I SAID I AM WOULD YOU BE LESS ANGRY?
DEAN: YES. MAYBE.
ASH: OKAY.
ASH: ASH LIES
ASH: LUCI KNOWS NOTHING
LUCI: THIS IS TRUTH.
LUCI: LUCI WINKS

DEAN: LUCI - IS IT RAPE? BE HONEST.
LUCI: NO, THAT'D BE IF IT WAS ME. I MEAN. WHAT?
DEAN: WHAT.
LUCI: LUCI SURPRISE BUTTSEXES DEAN
LUCI: MUAHAHAHHAHAHA
ASH: AHAHAHA DEAN
DEAN: SIJFkalgjlaksg
LUCI: :D
ASH: AHAHAHA YOU REALLY THINK WE'RE GONNA GET ALL PRISON-SHOWER ON YOUR ASS?
DEAN: UHHHHH YES. YOU KEEP TALKING ABOUT IT.
ASH: WAT. DO NOT. WE JUST AGREE THAT YOU ARE VERY PRETTY. VERY PRETTY.
DEAN: I'M LEAVING NOW
DEAN: *** DEAN has left ***
ASH: ASH CACKLES

you have to hand it to dean: he is the master of flounce. anyway, after this convo castiel and i cease to talk to dean on skype about our plans. he doesn't bring it up and, honestly, we leave it alone because at this point it's kind of like kicking a weak puppy, just too easy. however, because dean is dean and can't let things go, he moves it to twitter:

lol no. ash, yes. castiel? well, i'm sure all of you saw what happened last time castiel got angry.

still paranoid about our post, i see.

now he's just making stuff up to feed his fire of insanity. when is this mysterious rape-talk? we mention it once, as a joke, right before he flounces.

now it's saturday at spn_treehouse and our always awesome saturday FFA goes down. guess who pops up with more accusations?:

DEAN NO ONE IS MENTIONING RAPE BUT YOU. YOU ARE DIGGING YOUR OWN HOLE HERE. CAS AND I AREN'T EVEN DOING ANYTHING ANYMORE THIS IS PRICELESS.

...OKAY MAYBE WE MESSED WITH HIM A LITTLE:

and as the clock ticked down to our sunday post, bumblee took the opportunity to lay the final nail in the coffin by using his skype status as bait:

DEAN: ... WHAT'S TOMORROW
CAS: ...SUNDAY?
DEAN: .....WHY CAN'T YOU WAIT FOR TOMORROW?
DEAN: EYES
CAS: OH. JUST...YOU KNOW.
DEAN: ..... NO, I DONT.
CAS: I LIKE SUNDAYS. IT'S THE LORDS DAY. I'M EXCITED FOR THE LORD.
DEAN: ....YOU HATE GOD
CAS: I DO NOT.
DEAN: YOU DO TOO
CAS: I'M JUST NOT SPEAKING TO GOD.
DEAN: ........I THINK YOU'RE LYING
CAS: PATS DEAN'S HEAD.

AAAAAAAAAAAND now it's sunday: judgement day. ahmnomnom wasn't around to terrorize all day (why u do dis bb?), but did make sure to pop up right before i was going to post and give us this little gem:

DEAN: ....... TODAY IS SUNDAY
ASH: NICE JOB - YOU KNOW YOUR DAYS OF THE WEEK!
DEAN: .......YOU GUYS SAID YOU HAD SOMETHING PLANNED FOR TODAY
ASH: HMM.
DEAN: ...
ASH: WEIRD. DID WE?
DEAN: ...YOU WERE JUST FUCKING WITH ME THE ENTIRE TIME WEREN'T YOU?
ASH: NO.
DEAN: .....YES YOU WERE.
DEAN: OH MY GOD.
DEAN: I AM. laskgflasfams. YOU GUYS SUCK

*pats head* oh sweetie, so close, but not quite.

in conclusion HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

in second conclusion, none of this happened on purpose. it started out innocently, but escalated into something spectacular, harvesting more of the lulz (at least for here4castiel and i) than it probably should have. ahmnomnom , I LOVE YOU OKAY? I LOVE YOU AND DON'T EVER CHANGE AND AFTER THIS WE'RE GOING TO SHOWER YOU WITH PRESENTS, LOVE, COOKIES, AND SO MUCH FREE PORN YOUR HEAD'S GONNA SPIN. REMEMBER: WE TEASE BECAUSE WE LOVE.

ETA: i forgot to mention how much bumblee helped me make this. :( she helped format the skype conversation, made the picture, helped me keep the timeline straight, read through it for me, and did basic hand-holding stuff almost all evening. thanks bb <333 CASH FOREVER OKAY? THAT AND THE ACTUAL POST WE MADE ON TREEHOUSE IS HERE. IT'S PRETTY GOOD ~~AND POSSIBLY DAMAGING EXCEPT NOT BECAUSE CASH IS TOO ADORABLE TOGETHER TO FULLY CRINGE AT~~ IN ITSELF