sei-ocs

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luci: hey c’mere

gabriel: why

luci: just come here

gabriel: no you’re gonna hit me

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charlie: i will put my ‘a’ down to make ‘a’

dean: i will add to your ‘a’ to make ‘at’

luci: i will add to your ‘at’ to make ‘rat’

sam: i will add to your ‘rat’ to make ‘stratigraphic’

dean: what the FUCK

charlie: .....i will add to your ‘stratigraphic’ to make ‘biostratigraphic’

luci: leave

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luci: guess what i’m about to get

sam: on my nerves

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jack: if a word ends in ‘ie’ it’s automatically superior.

sam: ..cookie, softie, sweetie-

luci: uhh hoodie, zombie..

charlie: charlie!

dean: pie, lie, die

cas: no.

charlie, laughing quietly: coochie

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charlie: ok so imagine you’re the owner of a magic backpack and every morning you stick your hand in it and it has exactly what you need for the day. but one morning, you reach in, and you pull out a gun.

luci: but that sounds exactly like the plot of dora the explorer

dean: swiper aint swiping no more

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bobby: hello, people who don’t live here

dean: hey

sam: hi (:

cas: hello.

luci: *grunt of acknowledgement from the couch*

jack: hello!!

bobby: i gave you that key for emergencies

jack: we were out of doritos

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*after some sort of big battle*

luci: okay, we have a couple hours to sleep and eat before we’re back in the game

cas: absolutely not. dean needs longer than that

sam: yeah.. he’s not looking great

dean, exhausted: im fine

sam: you always say that!

dean: so do you!

jack: isn’t that exactly what gets done around here? we all tell eachother we’re fine and then do something stupid?

cas: ..are we that predictable?

luci: yes.

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luci: sammmmm, we’re best friends, right?

sam: normally i’d say yes without hesitation, but i feel like this is going somewhere and i’m kind of scared

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luci, stumbling into the kitchen: you’d die for me, right?? sam?????

sam: ????yeah???

dean, from another room: LUCI WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO

luci, leaving: thank you for your sacrifice

sam: wait-

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cas: you’re smiling. did something good happen?

dean: can’t i just smile cause i feel like it?

luci, barging in, crying of laughter: sam tripped and fell in the parking lot

dean: *bursts out laughing*

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*season 6/7*

bobby: there’s seven chairs and ten kids. what do you do?

dean: have everyone stand

cas: bring in three more chairs

luci: musical chairs. first come first serve

samuel: the most important ones can sit down

soulless sam: kill three

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dean: okay, it’s time we take a vacation. any suggestions?

jack: the bahamas!

sam: canada

cas: can’t we just stay here?

luci: hell.

dean: no

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crowley: why do i have to be the bad guy?

luci: i don’t know. why am i the pretty one? we all have our thing

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dean: i’m the kind of person that likes to think things through

luci: since when? i once saw you eat a marshmallow that was still on fire

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luci: if your leg gets chopped off, would it hurt?

dean: duh

luci: but like how

dean: cause your leg just got chopped off???

luci: where are you gonna feel the pain

dean, slowly realizing: in your.. leg...

luci: exactly! but how can it hurt-

dean & luci: if your leg is gone

sam, from across the room: you guys are fucking stupid

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*after the fight with amara*

sam: are you okay??

luci: yeah i’m fine

rowena: what does fine mean

luci: it means i'm perfectly content but also wouldn't mind if the sun exploded right now and killed us all

chuck, literally god: same

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dean: hey how are you?

luci: you know the sound a fork makes in the garbage disposal? that’s the sound my brain makes. all the time. it’s just the constant grinding about things that i’m afraid of, or things that i want or want to want, or want to want to want

sam: jesus fucking christ