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Discord Murder Party incorrect quotes, part 6 @incorrectdmp
Part six already! I... have nothing clever to say this time, so let's just get into the funnies XD
Murder God: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, its “intelligent” and “really cool.” Murder God: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go.”
Tommy: I thought you were going to give me a book recommendation or something. Vincent: (laughs) Book recommendation? I can’t read!
Doc: Being smart has never stopped me from being a complete fucking idiot.
Christine: Why were you up yesterday until 3am? Junior: How did you know I was up until 3am? Murder God: We could hear you clapping to the FRIENDS intro every 25 minutes.
Cutaux: Enough! How dare you mock me in such a manner!? Vincent: Well, how would you like me to mock you? I take requests.
Murder God, at the slightest provocation: I came into this earth screaming and covered in someone else's blood and and I'm not afraid to leave the same way.
Not as many this time, but I hope y'all can still enjoy!
#discord murder party#dmp#incorrect quotes#murder god#tommy gwendolyn#vincent marshall reid#doctor mcgillicutty#christine forks#junior nln#guy le cutaux
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Millie Winchester- Season 2
In My Time of Dying- 2
Dean was still staring at his dead body, when his siblings entered the room. Sam had cuts on his face, but he was mostly healed, while Millie was in a wheelchair for the cuts on her stomach to heal, the bruises around her neck still purple. Sam was pushing her into the room, but they both froze when they saw the state of their older brother.
"Guys! Sammy! You look good... considering... Millie, you not so much, but it's good to see you alive." Dean chuckled.
"Oh, no." Sam whispered, as Millie's breathing began to get quick and shallow.
"Man, tell me you can hear me." Dean pleaded. "How's Dad? Is he okay? Come on, Sammy, you're the psychic. Give me some ghost whispering or something."
The doctor walked into the room. "Your father's awake. You can go see him, if you like."
"Thank God." Dean breathed a sigh of relief, but his siblings weren't as calm.
"What about our brother?" Millie asked.
"Well, he sustained serious injury. Blood loss, much like yourself, contusions to his liver and kidney. But it's the head trauma I'm worried about. There's early signs of cerebral edema"
"Well, what can we do?" Sam asked.
"Well, we won't know his full condition until he wakes up. If... he wakes up."
"If?" Sam and Millie asked in sync, looking horrified at the notion that their brother couldn't wake.
"I have to be honest-"
"Oh, screw you, Doc, I'm waking up." Dean snapped.
"- most people with this degree of injury wouldn't have survived this long. He's fighting very hard. But you two need to have realistic expectations."
"Come on, guys. Go find some Hoodoo priest to lay some mojo on me. I'll be fine." Dean told his siblings as they tried to take in what the doctor had told them. "Sam? Millie?"
***************
"All right. Here." John said, taking a card out of his wallet. His arm was in a sling and he was lying on the hospital bed. "Give them my insurance."
Sam took the card and smiled as he read the name. "Elroy McGillicutty?"
"And his two loving sons and daughter. So... What else did the doctor say about Dean?"
"Nothing." Millie sighed, shaking her head as John lowered his. "Look, if the doctors won't do anything then we'll have to. That's all."
"Yeah. I don't know. I'll find some... Hoodoo priest and lay some mojo on him and..." Sam began.
"We'll look for someone." John nodded. His kids nodded. "But, Sam, Millie... I don't know if we're gonna find anyone."
"Why not? I found that faith healer before." Sam shrugged.
"All right, that was one in a million."
"So what? What, then we just sit here with our thumbs up our ass?" Sam snapped.
"No, I said we'd look. All right? I'll check under every stone." John assured them. He paused before turning to his kids again. "Where's the Colt?"
Sam and Millie looked at their Dad in shock.
"Your son is dying, and you're worried about the Colt?" Millie asked, angry tears in her eyes.
"We are hunting this demon and maybe it's hunting us too. That gun may be our only card."
"It's in the trunk. They dragged the car to a yard off of I-83." Sam told him.
"All right, you've gotta clean out that trunk before some junk man sees what's inside."
"I already called Bobby. He's like an hour out, he's gonna tow the Impala back to his place."
"All right. You go meet up with Bobby. You get that Colt and you bring it back to me. And you watch out for hospital security." John ordered Sam, as Millie was in no condition to leave the hospital yet.
"I think I've got it covered." Sam smirked, starting to head out.
"Hey." John called him back, handing him a piece of paper. "Here. I made a list of things I need. Have Bobby pick them up for me."
"Acacia? Oil of Abramelin? What's this stuff for?" Sam asked.
"Protection."
"Hey, Dad? You know, the demon? He said he had plans for me and children like me. You have any idea what he meant by that?" Sam asked, while Millie stared at her hands contemplating something.
"No, I don't." John said. Sam left the room disappointed. He and Millie didn't notice the suspicious look on John's face, but Dean did.
"Well, you sure know something."
John noticed the look on his daughter's face. "What is it?"
Millie looked up and stared into her Dad's eyes. "I love you."
John was surprised. "I love you, too, sweetheart."
Millie paused, thinking how to word what she had to say next. "And I really want to respect you... but I need to hear you say something first."
"What?" John asked, as he and Dean stared at her confused by her serious tone.
"Tell me... that you care what is happening to Dean." Millie told him.
"Of course I care. He's my son." John said, looking surprised that she could ask him that.
"Tell me... that he is at the top of your priorities. Not revenge. Not the demon. Dean." Millie said, furrowing her eyebrows as she pleaded with her Dad to show he cared about her older brother.
"I swear it." John promised. Millie sighed and nodded, before wheeling herself out of the room. Dean watched her go with a warm smile.
"That's my girl."
***************
Sam looked down at the wrecked Impala, with Bobby by his side.
"Oh, man. Dean is gonna be pissed." Sam sighed.
"Look, Sam, it's- This just ain't worth a tow. I say we empty the trunk and sell the rest for scrap." Bobby suggested.
"No. Dean would kill me if we did that. When he gets better, he's gonna wanna fix this."
"There's nothing to fix. Frame's a pretzel. The engine's ruined. There's barely any parts worth salvaging."
"Listen to me, Bobby. If there's only one working part, that's enough. We're not just going to give up on..." Sam trailed off. Bobby realised Sam was thinking of Dean's condition.
"Okay. You got it."
"Here, uh, Dad asked for you to get this stuff for him." Sam said, handing Bobby the list. Bobby looked over it with a frown.
"What's John want with this?"
"Protection from the demon?" Bobby gave Sam a look. "What?"
"Oh, nothing. It's just-"
"Bobby? What's going on?"
***************
John and Millie were at Dean's bedside. Millie was resting in her chair, while John watched over the two. Dean approached the pair, unbeknownst to them.
"Come on, Dad. You've gotta help me." Dean pleaded. "I gotta get better. I gotta get back in there. I mean, you haven't called a soul for help. You promised Millie that I was important, but you haven't even tried. Aren't you going to do anything? Aren't you even going to say anything? I've done everything you've ever asked me. Everything. I have given everything I've ever had. And you're just gonna sit there and you're gonna watch me die? I mean, what the hell kind of father are you?"
Dean paused hearing a rumbling in the distance. "What is that?"
He went into the hallway and a spirit rushed past him, causing Dean to leap back. He turned back to his Dad, who was still sat down. "I take it you didn't see that."
He made his way down the hallway in the direction the spirit had gone. The spirit appeared again and entered a room. Dean followed it and saw a woman lying on the floor, choking.
"Help! Help!" The woman gasped.
"Hey, I need some help in here!" Dean yelled, but no one could hear him.
"I can't... breathe..."
Dean leant down to the woman's side, when suddenly she stopped gasping. Dean looked helplessly at the dead woman.
In My Time of Dying- 3
#supernatural#fanfic#millie winchester#dean winchester#sam winchester#john winchester#oc#winchester sister
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Riptide - Chapter 1

Part 3 of the Tidewaters series | Rated E | 3,690 words
Dean woke choking, someone – Sam – shouting for help. He scrabbled at his throat, then the plastic protruding from his mouth. A woman at his side saying, “Stop, stop! Let me take it out.” Machines beeping a mad rhythm around him, lights too bright. The plastic came out of his throat, and he choked in hard, harsh breaths. “Mr. McGillicutty?” a man’s voice said. “You’re alright. Try to slow your breathing.” Too many people around him. Doctors. Nurses. No Sam, he couldn’t see Sam. “You’re at a hospital,” the man – doctor – said. “You were in an accident. Blink twice if you understand.” Dean blinked twice, then tried to think, tried to remember. They’d been up against the demon. Let it go. Then they were in the car… “My Dad,” he croaked, his voice coming out so weak he wasn’t sure if they would understand him. “My brother?” One of the nurses stepped back, made a hole, and then Sam was at his side, a hand wrapped around his arm. “I’m right here, Dean. I’m fine. Dad’s fine – he’s down the hall.” The doctor leaned into Dean’s field of vision. “I’m going to go order some tests. Dean, I need you to try to lay still. You’re in rough shape. It’s a miracle you’re awake at all.” A nurse lingered after the rest of her cohort filed out, did something with the IV bags hanging next to his bed. She left. Dean looked to Sam, whose face was a mess of cuts and bruises and emotion. “What the hell happened, man?” he rasped. Sam pulled a chair up to the side of the bed. He wouldn’t take his eyes off Dean, like he was afraid he’d keel over if he looked away for one second. “You don’t remember? The reaper?” His eyebrows shot up. “Reaper? I remember being in the car after – after the demon…” Flashes of that interaction came back. The twist of fingers in his guts, hissed threats that it would – it would… Dean slid one hand over his abdomen where the demon punctured him. A thick bandage covered a twinge that could only be stitches. He’d passed out. He didn’t know if it had followed through on its threats. Didn’t know how to ask Sam. Frowning, Sam took his hand and moved it off, squeezing it. “A demon ran into the Impala with a semi. You were in a coma, and they said you weren’t going to make it, but you were here. Like, as an apparition or a ghost or something. You were trying to communicate with me, and you said you were hunting a reaper. You don’t remember?” He remembered begging Dad not to kill him. A nurse came in before he had to answer.
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Fire Fly With Me
“I was the color red in a world full of black and white.”
RIP Windham Rotunda “Bray Wyatt” 1987-2023
This has been a tragic week for wrestling. Yesterday, Terry Funk, a 79 year old second generation legend died. Funk had a 52 year career spanning practically every promotion and continent. A first ballot Hall of Famer in every sense of the word, who even had a little sideline in Hollywood; Terry Funk was an old man who had done everything you can possibly do in wrestling and then much more. He accomplished his goals.
Today, a third generation wrestler, the son of Mike Rotunda, grandson of Blackjack Mulligan, and nephew of Barry Windham; Bray Wyatt passed away. After an electric return last fall it felt like there was either an unclear plan for his run or a creative difference between the performer and management. Following a match that was a neon splattered gimmicky promotion to sell Mountain Dew at the January Royal Rumble; Bray Wyatt once again took his leave. Rumors swirled that there were creative differences, Bray having personal issues, and even one of a prolonged illness. Today Bray Wyatt passed away of a heart attack caused by COVID-19 exacerbating existing heart problems.
Bray Wyatt, and another legacy talent - the son of Mr. Perfect, Joe Hennig made their WWE debut with the very unfortunate and puzzling ring names of “Husky Harris” and “Michael McGillicutty” respectively. The pair floundered after debuting in a big angle and returned to the developmental territories for repackaging.
Rotunda created the character Bray Wyatt, a sort of backwoods cultist who harkened to the character Max Cady in Cape Fear; portrayed by both Robert Mitchum and Robert DeNiro on screen. Wyatt also paid homage in his presentation to another Mitchum character, Reverend Harry Powell from Night of the Hunter. The character was awash in cinema; with his followers reminded attentive fans of The Last House on the Left and The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.
Despite some fans initially heckling the repackaging with chants of “Husky Harris” when he debuted; Wyatt made a splash quickly and very soon erased the perception left by his failed first WWE tenure. Before he even had spent a year in the organization he was poised as the next generation’s supernatural, eerie badass - an elder millennial replacement to the aging, semi-retired Undertaker.
His first Wrestlemania match could not have been bigger for the character. One on one with John Cena at the 30th WrestleMania he was poised to go to the next level. Everything pointed to a Wyatt victory; after defeating The Rock at the most bought WrestleMania ever the previous year it was clear Cena was winding down and leaving his prime. He had one foot out the door for a film and television career and many fans who had grown up cheering his white meat kid friendly act had outgrown Cena.
WrestleMania 30 was held in New Orleans, clearly a town that has more in common with Wyatt than Cena. After an epic entrance with a band of plague doctors playing him to the ring as the crowd held their phone flashlights high the audience sang “He’s Got The Whole World In His Hands” cheering Wyatt to victory. Inexplicably, Cena defeated the rising star clean in the middle of the ring. This did nothing for Cena’s already sky high profile but did not seem to take all the wind out of Wyatt’s sails.
Wyatt’s popularity persisted and he marched towards a WrestleMania match with The Undertaker the next year. The Undertaker’s WrestleMania win streak had ended the year prior and if there ever was a moment for a changing of the guard it was their match at WrestleMania 31. Instead of holding that torch aloft, Bray looked up at the lights of Levi’s Stadium as The Undertaker pinned him with his signature Tombstone piledriver.
This was not the final resting place of the Wyatt character though, he captured the WWE title in 2017. This unfortunately led to a series of comically awful matches with Randy Orton and a baffling feud and then pairing with Matt Hardy.
It was clear that the character had been derailed by 2018. Wyatt was taken off TV for a prolonged absence; but soon vignettes featuring a corrupted children’s television show of evil puppets began to air. These led to Wyatt returning in a brilliant dual character; the sweater clad children’s entertainer Bray Wyatt; who hosted his Firefly Fun House; an homage to Mr Rogers’s Neighborhood, Blues Clues, and especially Pee Wee’s Playhouse (eerily hosted by the recently passed Paul Reubens.) The show would feature the puppets being sadistic to each other, Bray barely containing his rage and bitterness beneath the calm, sweater-clad veneer he put forth. Bray would work through his personal issues via bizarre skits with his cast of demented puppets. Huskus the Pig Boy was an effigy to his resentments about his debut; Mercy the Buzzard was a sly homage to Dan Spivey’s short lived Waylon Mercy character who was an antecedent of Wyatt. A devil horned muppet version of WWE chairman Vince McMahon would guest on the show.
The sweater barely strait jacked his other personality, The Fiend. A psychopath in a human flesh mask bent on torture and cruelty who could not be stopped inside the ring. The Fiend adopted Mankind’s Mandible Claw as a finisher, itself a reference to killer Samuel Sheppard.
Wyatt’s new character was unstoppable and took the WWE by storm capturing the title and minting money for the company on their merchandise site. Wyatt was back and living up to the promise of his debut. He was headed towards the Undertaker level.
Then in February 2020, in a widely derided decision, The Fiend was soundly beaten by ancient, creaky Goldberg to build to a later canceled match against Roman Reigns that was violently rejected by fans.
In March 2020 the world shut down due to the pandemic. Fans could not attend WrestleMania and we were in for a bizarre and surreal show in an empty soundstage. Wyatt was set for a rematch with John Cena for the show initially set for a football stadium in sunny Tampa Bay. If ever there was a moment for the kind of wrestler that has guitar playing plague doctors set the stage for his entrance, it was now.
The match with Cena was to be a “Firefly Fun House” match. Nobody knew what this entailed. What we were about to witness, is in my opinion, the greatest match of the 2020s. The Firefly Fun House is a beautiful expression of a “post wrestling” era we live in. By 2020 most fans who have been following wrestling for decades pay cursory attention to the modern performers and their storylines and matches in the ring. Backstage drama, old timers sniping at each other on podcasts, fan nostalgia and review shows, and twitter beefs had supplanted modern wrestling to most fans.
In a cinematic match, a new wrestling format that would become a trope of the pandemic era, Bray and the WWE created a surrealist nightmare that had more in common with a David Lynch film than a grappling bout.
Bray had an axe to grind with Cena for his disappointment when Cena poured water on his burning hot career six years earlier in New Orleans. Ever the psychological sadist, Bray crafted a dream logic nightmare for Cena to enter that makes him confront his failures, insecurities, and disappointments just like Wyatt had for Cena-related setbacks going back all the way to 2010.
It also takes us on a tour of wrestling history; using beloved totems of different generations like the “Big Blue” cage and the Smackdown fist to play mind games with us, the fans about why we love this stuff and why we care.
Cena’s iconic theme plays before the empty soundstage to an eerie and uncomfortable silence that does not belong with it. It feels so alien and wrong without explosive dueling boos and cheers. Cena walks out on the stage as a broken montage of WrestleMania 1 clips cut to Bray inside the Firefly Fun House, giving a Rod Serling introduction to the insecurities made manifest within.
“You’re about to face your most dangerous opponent yet, yourself,” Wyatt threatens with unseemly glee. Wyatt departs and Rambling Rabbit points Cena towards Wyatt’s whereabouts.
Cena enters a black room and looks around briefly until a puppet McMahon lays down a gauntlet similar to what he did for Cena way back in 2002. Cena begins on an A Christmas Carol like visit of the ghost of Cena’s past. Wyatt stages a reenactment of Cena’s debut loss to Kurt Angle; which a much older Cena responds to in his rookie ring gear. In keeping with the dream logic Cena is unable to hit Wyatt as he mocks him with a cartoon soundboard and a series of verbal potshots.
Cut to the iconic introduction of Saturday Night’s Main Event in its heyday complete with the classic “Obsession” by Animotion. Wyatt cuts a standard shouting 80s promo behind the big blue cage, introducing Cena as “Johnny Largemeat” - Cena cannot stop curling dumbells and starts maniacally thrashing them until he loses control of his arms.
We then flash to Cena reprising his early freestyle rapper character, who is cursed with a strange form of mutism where he can only speak in raps. Cena attempts to turn the tables on Wyatt verbally; but Wyatt quickly rebuttals him and changes the narrative to remind Cena of those he stepped on climbing the ranks and that it’s lonely at the top. Cena still cannot physically attack Wyatt, and his attempt gets him knocked out.
Cut to a sermonizing Wyatt, regressing to his 2014 form, revisiting the heartbreak of WrestleMania 30.
Wyatt taunts Cena to hit him with a chair, he’s unable to.
Cut to Cena and Wyatt in nWo t shirts and black jeans, a visual even more bizarre than Cena’s grand WrestleMania entrance on an empty soundstage. Cena can finally attack Wyatt and tackles him and brutalizes him with punches, until Wyatt is replaced with the Huskus puppet.
The Fiend appears in the ring, materializing behind Cena to deliver the mandible claw. The Fiend pins Cena as we show sweater Bray gleefully counting the pinfall, Did Bray right his wrong? Was Cena swayed to some sort of dark side - there are moments where it feels like Cena has become the alternate Dale Coopers from Twin Peaks The Return with character flourishes akin to the evil “Coop” and the strange, simple “Dougie.”
There is so much packed into the editing and storytelling of this match that I could not possibly do it justice. When everything has been done that you can do in a wrestling match - what’s next? Instead of a wrestling match where you wrestle, hold a “wrestling match” about wrestling.
Elvis Costello once quipped that writing about music was like dancing about architecture. I assume he doesn’t own any 33 1/3 books.
A wrestling match that replaces contesting wrestling with being about wrestling was perfect for the turn of this new decade and many years of fan ennui. At a time where fans are more curious about all the things that happen outside of the squared circle that lead to the action inside it, it fulfilled a need we didn’t know we had. I recommend giving this, alongside the excellent Wyatt Family vs The Shield bout from Elimination Chamber 2014 where you also see Wyatt’s partner Luke Harper, aka Brodie Lee in action. Wyatt is pre deceased by Harper.
Sadly, that was about the peak of The Fiend character. An ill fated partnership with Alexa Bliss that never quite struck the right tone was a miss during the empty arena era. At WrestleMania 37, the first show in a year before live fans, The Fiend lost to Randy Orton in a match that was widely panned. The two third generation stars had a toxic anti-chemistry with each other and WWE kept returning to the pairing for reasons that feel like sabotage in hindsight. Wyatt was off TV for several months and shockingly released outright in the summer of that year.
After a prolonged absence and various hints at a comeback; Wyatt returned last fall at Extreme Rules in a thrilling segment to an explosive response. Sadly, the creative direction for Wyatt never found its legs. Behind the scenes it’s unclear if there was a creative struggle before Wyatt fell ill.
Bray was supposed to be the next Undertaker, and he wasn’t. He was the first, the only, and the inimitable Bray Wyatt. A backwoods preacher of doom and mayhem, a sadistic Ed Gein type killer, and a smiling, laughing, but unhinged children’s TV host. Already having demonstrated a knack for reinvention, Bray could have been many more things. He will have to be those in the imagination of the fans now.
What he did leave was important and memorable. I believe he had a Hall of Fame career, and though that claim may be controversial and contentious; that is the nature of the Wyatt character. He may have been polarizing, but everyone had an opinion on him, and not indifference; and I know wrestling fans universally feel like wrestling is suffering a tremendous loss. Even if he didn’t do something that connected with your tastes, he had something in his bag of tricks that would some day.
So smash your flashlight button one last time for Bray Wyatt and hold it up high. As the Undertaker himself would say, Rest In Peace.
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𝙸𝚗 𝙼𝚢 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙳𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 (𝙿𝚝 𝟷)
The demon-possessing-a-truck-driver steps out of his truck and walks over. John, Dean, and Y/N are all unconscious. Sam, who is barely awake, swallows as the demon pulls the driver's side door off its hinges to reveal Sam pointing the Colt at him.
"Back. Or I'll kill you, I swear to God"
"You won't. You're saving that bullet for someone else" Sam cocks the gun.
"You wanna bet" It smiles, the black demon-ichor pours out of the man, who collapses. Sam uncocks the gun, drops his head back in relief.
"Oh my god!"
"Dad?" Sam asks, looking over at him.
"Did I do this?" The man asks.
"Dad! Dean! Y/N? Guys!!" An hour later, a rescue helicopter descends to the site, and all four are being loaded onto stretchers. John, Dean, and Y/N are still unconscious, Sam is awake.
"Significant passenger side intrusion. Unresponsive. BP is 180 over 60, heart rate 95, 95"
"Tell me if they're okay!"
"You have to stay still" The paramedic woman says.
"Are they even alive?"
==
In a room, Dean sits up, works his jaw, gets out of bed. He is wearing a white t-shirt, blue hospital pants, and nothing else. He goes into the hallway.
"Sam? Y/N? Dad? Anybody?" Dean goes down the stairs to the front of the hospital and finds a nurse's station "Excuse me. Hi. I, uh, I think I was in a car accident, my dad, my brother, and my sister. I just need to find them" The nurse is unresponsive "Hello?" Dean snaps his fingers. He goes back upstairs, panicked, and goes back into his room, only to see his own body, attacked to wires and machines. Still reeling from the shock of seeing his unconscious body, Dean turns, relieved, as Sam enters. Sam stops at the door and stares at his brother's body, breathing heavily.
"Sammy! You look great. Considering"
"Oh, no"
"Man, tell me you can hear me. How's dad and Y/N? Are they okay? Come on, you're the psychic. Give me some ghost whispering or something!" A doctor enters.
"Your father's awake. You can go see him if you want"
"Thank god"
"Doc, what about my brother?" Sam asks.
"Well, he sustained serious injury: blood loss, contusions to his liver and kidney. But it's the head trauma I'm worried about. There are early signs of cerebral edema"
"Well, what can we do?" A voice asks. The doctor and Sam turn around to see Y/N leaning against the frame of the door, her face having bruises and her eye slightly swollen.
"Y/N. Thank god you're okay" Dean says.
"Well, we won't know his full condition until he wakes up. If he wakes up"
"If?" She questions.
"I have to be honest-"
"Oh, screw you, Doc, I'm waking up"
"Most people with this degree of injury wouldn't have survived this long. He's fighting very hard. And the only reason why he's lived this long is because of his sister, taking most of the impact. But you need to have realistic expectations"
"Come on, Sam, Y/N. Go find some hoodoo priest to lay some mojo on me. Sam?"
==
John is lying in a hospital bed, his arm in a sling. Awkwardly one-handed, he pulls something out of his wallet.
"Here. Give them my insurance" Sam takes the card John gives him, smiling as he reads it.
"Elron McGillicutty?" Sam asks.
"And his three loving children. So, what else did the doctor say about Dean?"
"Nothing. Look. The doctors won't do anything, then we'll have to, that's all. I don't know, I'll find some hoodoo priest and lay some mojo on him"
"We'll look for someone" John says.
"Yeah"
"But Sam, I don't know if we're gonna find anyone"
"Why not? I found that faith healer before"
"All right, that was, that was on in a million"
"So what? Do we just sit here with our thumb up our ass?"
"No, I said we'd look. All right? I'll check under every stone...Where's the Colt?"
"Your son is dying, and you're worried about the Colt?"
"We're hunting this demon, and maybe it's hunting us too. That gun may be our only card"
"It's in the trunk. They dragged the car to a yard off of I-83"
"All right. You've gotta clean out that trunk before some junk man sees what's inside"
"I already called Bobby. He's like an hour out, he's gonna tow the Impala back to his place"
"All right. You and Y/N go meet up with Bobby. You get that Colt, and you bring it back to me. And you watch out for hospital security"
"I think we've got it covered" He gets up to leaves; John stops him, picking up a sheet of paper.
"Hey. Here., I made a list of things I need, have Bobby pick them up for me"
"Acacia? Oil of Abramelin? What's this stuff for?" Sam asks.
"Protection"
"Hey, Dad? You know, the demon, he said he had plans for me, and children like me. Do you have any idea what he meant by that?"
"No, I don't" Sam leaves, shutting the door to reveal Dean, who has been leaning behind it.
"Well, you sure know something"
==
Sam enters Dean's room to see Y/N besides the bed in a chair, holding his hand, her head leaning on it. He goes to knock but he is cut off from Y/N talking.
"Please don't leave us, Dean" She lifts her head to look at Dean "I want. No, I need my twin brother back...We're supposed to be the dynamic twins. They say you won't make it...I don't believe them. I know your gonna make it out of this, alive. And I won't let you die...not while I'm still breathing" She lets some tears fall and puts her head back down. Sam looks at her, keeping his tears in and he walks away, not wanting to disturb his sister.
==
Sam looks down at the mangled car. Bobby is there as well.
"Oh man, Dean is gonna be pissed"
"Look, Sam. This...this just aint worth a tow. I say we empty the trunk, sell the rest for scrap"
"No. Dean would kill me if we did that. When he gets better, he's gonna want to fix this"
"There's nothing to fix. The frame's a pretzel, and the engine's ruined. There are barely any parts worth salvaging"
"Listen to me, Bobby. If there's only one working part, that's enough. We're not just going to give up on..."
"Okay. You got it"
"Here, uh, Dad asked for you to get this stuff for him" Sam hands over the list. Bobby looks at it, frowning.
"What's John want with this?" Bobby asks.
"Protection from the demons?" Bobby gives him a look "What?"
"Oh, nothing, it's just, uh-"
"Bobby? What's going on?"
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John is sitting by Dean's bed while ghost Dean stands nearby.
"Come on, Dad. You've gotta help me. I've gotta get better, I've gotta get back in there. I mean, you haven't called a soul for help. You haven't even tried. Aren't you going to do anything? Aren't you even going to say anything?" He starts walking around the bed. He starts walking around the bed "I've done everything you have ever asked me. Everything. I have given everything I've ever had. And you're just going to sit there and you're going to watch me die? I mean, what the hell kind of father are you?" He pauses, hearing something.
"What is that?" Dean goes into the hallway and a spirit wooshes past him. He jumps back. Dean looks back at John. "I take it you didn't see that" Dean stalks the spirit down the hallways. He sees it go into a back hallway where a woman is lying on the floor, choking.
"Help! Help!"
"Hey! I need some help in here!"
"I can't... breath!" She pants loudly, trying desperately to breathe, then goes silent. Dean, leaning over her, looks on helplessly.
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Sam stalks into the room with a duffel bag. Dean meets him at the door and starts trying to talk to him.
"Sammy! Tell me you can friggin' hear me, man, there's something in the hospital. Now, you've got to bring me back and we've got to hunt this thing. Sam!"
"You're quiet," Sam turns, fuming, and hurls the bag onto the bed with a crash.
"Do you think I wouldn't find out?" Sam says.
"What are you talking about?"
"That stuff from Bobby, you don't use it to ward off a demon, you use it to summon one. You're planning on bringing the demon here, aren't you? Having some stupid macho showdown?!"
"I have a plan, guys."
"That's exactly my point! Dean is dying, and you have a plan! You know what, you care more about killing this demon than you do saving your own son!"
"No, no, no, guys, don't do this!" Dean says.
"Do not tell me how I feel! I am doing this for Dean."
"How? How is revenge going to help him? You're not thinking about anybody but yourself, it's the same selfish obsession!"
"Come on, guys, don't do this!"
"You know, it's funny, I thought it was your obsession too! This demon killed your mother, killed your girlfriend. You begged me to be part of this hunt. Now if you'd killed that damn thing when you had the chance, none of this would have happened."
"It was possessing you, Dad. Sam would have killed you too. And do you really want that on his shoulders?"
"If he'd done it, then your brother would be awake right now."
"Shut up, all of you!"
"Go to hell," Sam says.
"I should have never taken you along in the first place. I knew it was a mistake, I knew I was wrong-"
"I said SHUT UP!" Dean smacks a glass of water off the table, and it goes flying, crashing to the floor. Sam and John look at each other, Dean looks stunned.
"Guys, I full-on Swayze'd that mother." Nurses and doctors start running by in the hallway.
"Something's going on out there." John jerks his head at Sam to go and look.
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In Dean's room, monitors are beeping, a doctor and some nurses are surrounding someone on the floor. Sam stands in the doorway, stepping in slowly to see what's happening, and his heart stops at the sight.
"All clear." Sam is huddled in the doorway, tears in his eyes as he watches his sister crumbled on the floor, doctor and nurse surrounding her, resuscitating her. Sam goes to stand towards them, only for a nurse to pull him back.
"Sir, you have to stay back." She says, but Sam's body feels numb and his eyes don't leave Y/N's figure.
"Still no pulse," Another nurse says.
"Okay, let's go again, 360."
"Charging." Sam begins to let tears well up into his eyes. Dean comes slowly behind Sam, his eyes darting to Y/N on the floor but then noticing the ghostly figure floating over her body.
"You get the hell away from my sister." He runs to the bed and faces the thing down, yelling. "I said get back!" Sam blinks, looks confused, as if he's heard something. Dean grabs for the spirit, he latches on momentarily before it hurls him back and then soars out of the room as the monitors turn slow.
"We have a pulse. We're back into sinus rhythm. Take her to surgery, now!" They get Y/N onto a gurney before wheeling her out of the room and down the hallway. Dean runs into the hallway, looking for the spirit, breathing deeply when he sees it's now vanished. Sam sighs in relief and looks down he hallway, watching where they wheeled Y/N off to while Dean comes back and stands besides him.
"Don't worry, Sammy. I'm not going anywhere, neither is Y/N. I'm getting that thing before it gets us. It's some kind of spirit, but I could grab it. And if I can grab it, I can kill it." Sam looks over to where Dean was, confused. Dean wanders the halls, before a girl yelling.
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Sam is standing next to Y/N holding her hand when John enters, his eyes widening at the sight of his daughter. She is hooked up to machines, tubes all over as well as a ventilator—her chest slowly rising.
"What happened?" John asks.
"The doctors say that the blood wasn't getting to her brain. She went into a seizure and her heart stopped. They say they found her in Dean's room on the floor, mid-seizure. If they found her minutes later then she might not have..." Sam couldn't finish the sentence. "It's because she took the impact for Dean. Nearly killed herself to protect him." John looks at the two with sad eyes. "You know, when Y/N was taken to surgery, I felt something on my shoulder."
"What do you mean, you felt something?" John asks.
"I mean it felt like, like Dean. Like he was there, saving Y/N, just out of eyeshot or something. I don't know if it's my psychic thing or what, it... But do you think it's even possible? I mean, do you think his spirit could be around?"
"Anything's possible."
"Well, there's one way to find out."
"Where are you going?"
"I gotta pick something up. I'll be back."
"Wait, Sam. I promise I won't hunt this demon. Not until we know Dean and Y/N's okay." Sam nods and leaves.
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I had to have draw these so long ago, because I believe I started them around when Junior woke up? Anyways, some old transparent DMP art. I like drawing characters in alternate outfits.
#DMP#Discord Murder Party#Fashion#Fashion Design#Styling#Grace Garden#Doctor McGillicutty#Tommy Gwendolyn#Vincent Marshall Reid#Percy Blackwood#Internet Remix#art
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Welp, I did this insanity lol partially inspired by an art ChiChi made~
Also, happy birthday to Murder God's creator, @kristen-wears-goggles you're an awesome and talented person and I love you~
@internetremix
#fanart#digital#digital art#art#dmp#discord muder party#murder god#internet remix#tommy gwendolyn#grace garden#vincent marshall reid#doctor mcgillicutty#happy birthday kristen#you beautiful beautiful person
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More DMP Fanart
@internetremix
For this one I took a different approach, focusing more on the Awakened. Despite having the same goal, each of their approach is rather different. Also added Stephen Cutter in the bottom left corner, due to the free space and having actual art for him, hence the eraser and more mysterious aspect. MG is holding the other souls within their hands showing her grasp at the more chances of winning. Also Tommy in fore front because major character S2 episode 2.
Enjoy
And don't forget to check the wiki pages, which the DMP has been redesigned.
Have a good day.
#fanart#discord murder party#dmp#internet remix#murder god#vincent reid#grace garden#doctor mcgillicutty#dr mcgillicutty#tommy gwendolyn
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With the ending scene of the latest DMP, I imagine MG hanging upside down as he’s talking to Vincent. I can’ take this scene seriously anymore.
@internetremix @splitguardian @alexandervonkoopa
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He’s so cute!
-Kristen
Did I hear a WHAT WHAT WHAT!? I made another sprite, this time it’s McGillicutty. I didn’t turn out as well as I wanted, oh well.
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Even with his brother in a coma, Sam still has time to snark about the name on the fake credit card his dad hands him to pay the hospital insurance.
Sam: Elroy McGillicutty?
John: And his two loving sons
John asks about Dean. Sam says the doctors won’t do anything but they’ll find something “I don't know, I'll find some hoodoo priest and lay some mojo on him.”
I love my platonic soulmate brothers!
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Aaaand Dr McGillicutty rounds out the current Team Awakened. This one was interesting since @jojo-soda designed him, and our styles are a bit different.
But uh. Here it is it’s the doctor oh boy.
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Don't Let Me Go
{Y/N} Singer hears that her boyfriend is in a coma, but she hasn't told him important news.
Imagine: Sad, Angst, and Fluff.
Word Count: 1,600
{Y/N} was at her home with her father, Bobby Singer, but she was throwing up, Bobby was holding her long {H/C} out of place.
“ That’s it, let it out.” Bobby told her, {Y/N} finally stopped throwing up, she sat back, and Bobby got her a drink of water, she slowly gulps it down, after finishing, she placed it down, Bobby flushed the sickness down and shut the lid.
“ You gonna tell him?” Bobby asked as {Y/N} smirked at her dad.
“ Yeah, I was planning on telling Dean after Yellow eyes was gone.” {Y/N} said as Bobby frowned a bit as a phone rang, Bobby got up and answered it, {Y/N} smiled and brushed her teeth, after she was done, she goes downstairs to see her dad horrified and {Y/N} assumed the worst.
“ Dad?” {Y/N} asked as her dad turned to her.
“ They are in a hospital.” Bobby said as {Y/N} wrapped her arms around her middle.
“ And Dean?” {Y/N} exclaimed as Bobby’s face saddened.
“ He’s in a coma.” Bobby explained, {Y/N}’s legs begin to shake and Bobby rushes to her and holds her tight, {Y/N} cries as Bobby rocks her, she pushed her own father away.
“ Where are they?” {Y/N} asked in a shaking voice, Bobby sees her fear and what would happen if Dean dies.
“ Sioux Falls Hospital.” Bobby told her, {Y/N} nods and gets her keys.
“ Ask for Elroy McGillicutty.” Bobby told her, she nods and walks out of the house, as she gets to her car, she gives a silent prayer that Dean will wake up, she gets in and drives. Back at the hospital, Dean sits up and gets out of a bed, wearing a white t-shirt, blue hospital pants, and nothing else, confused about why he is here, he goes out into the hallway.
“ Sam? Dad? Anybody?” Dean called out as he looked around, he walks down the steps and finds a nurse’s station.
“ Excuse me. Hi. I, uh, I think I was in a car accident, my dad and my brother, I just need to find them.” Dean told her, but she doesn’t respond at all.
“ Hello?” Dean asked before snapping his fingers, he decided to go back up the stairs, he feels panicked as he finds his own body on the bed, intubated and dying.
“ What? What the hell is going on?” Dean asked in horror. Back at the front of the hospital, {Y/N} walks inside and goes to the head nurses station.
“ How can I help you?” A nurse asked as {Y/N} felt some tears coming up.
“ Looking for Elroy McGillicutty?” {Y/N} asked and the nurse nodded.
“ Up the stairs and three rooms down.” She replied, {Y/N} nodded and began her way up the steps, she goes to find John’s room, he looked up at her and {Y/N} started to break down, John slowly got out of the bed.
“ What happened?” {Y/N} asked as John sighed, here breaking down way {Y/N} Singer, a fearless hunter, but right now he saw a shell.
“ We had Yellow Eyes, but he possessed me, Sam didn’t have the strength to shoot me, the bastard got away, but the Impala crashed, Dean is in a coma.” John explained to her, {Y/N} stood up and placed a hand flat on her stomach.
“ If only I told him. If only I told Dean.” {Y/N} said as John was confused.
“ Told him what?” John asked as {Y/N} stared up at him with her {E/C} eyes.
“ That I’m pregnant.” {Y/N} told him, John looked down flat at her stomach, it had a little bump and he looked back up at her, but he smiled at her.
“ Is it Dean’s?” John asked of her, {Y/N} nodded, and he smiled, now he had more of a purpose to get Dean back in action, he had to keep quiet about it.
“ I need to see him. I need to see Dean.” {Y/N} whimpered as her body shook, John gave her a sad smile.
“ Down the hall two doors down.” John gave her the information she needed, and she left John standing there, he was going to be a grandfather, {Y/N} soon finds Dean, she gave a small cry.
“ Baby? What did they do to you?” {Y/N} whimpered, Dean looked dead, lifeless, but he was in a coma, {Y/N} didn’t want to know why he wasn’t waking up, she got into a chair and held one of his hands.
“ I need you to wake up Baby!” {Y/N} cried again, unknown to her, John was at the door, seeing the distant {Y/N} crying for her lover, but unknown to both {Y/N} and John, Dean’s spirit saw this, his lover, his baby girl crying out for him to wake up, he walked to see her once life filled {E/C} eyes were red and flowing the tears, but she closed them and let her head rest upon Dean’s body.
“ Don’t worry Baby! I’m gonna wake up.” Dean’s voice whispered, but neither the Singer girl or the Father Winchester could hear his promise, it was about two hours before Sam came in to see that his dad was gone from the room, Sam went to check on Dean and saw a tear streaked {Y/N} looking at her lover.
“ When did you get here?” Sam asked as {Y/N} turned to him, she got up and embraced him, Sam hugged her back.
“ Couple hours ago.” {Y/N} confessed to the young Winchester, he nodded to her, she sighed and turned to Dean’s still unconscious body.
“ He needs to wake up, not just for you, John or my sake.” {Y/N} said as Sam was confused.
“ What do you mean?” Sam asked as {Y/N} looked up at him.
“ It means I’m pregnant with Dean’s baby.” {Y/N} told Sam, he was slightly taken aback by this, {Y/N} was pregnant with Dean’s kid?
“ How far along are you?” Sam asked as {Y/N} felt more tears coming from her eyes.
“ About two months.” {Y/N} cried as Sam remembered Dean went to go visit Bobby almost two months back, he must have also visited {Y/N}.
“ Dean will wake up.” Sam told her, she cried again, and Sam held her, but as they hugged they heard gasping from behind them, they turned to see Dean gasps, waking suddenly and choking on the tube in his throat.
“ Dean?” Sam asked as {Y/N} got to Dean’s side.
“ Help! I need help!” Sam called out, {Y/N} held Dean’s hand, his eyes on hers, she had to back up as the doctors did exams on her lover.
“ I can't explain it. The edema's vanished. The internal contusions are healed. Your vitals are good. You have some kind of angel watching over you.” The doctor said as Dean nods.
“ Thanks, doc.” Dean said as the doc left, {Y/N} sat next to Dean, she was rubbing the back of his hand.
“ So you said a Reaper was after me?” Dean asked as {Y/N} looked up at Sam, who nodded.
“ How'd I ditch it?” Dean asked as Sam looked defeated by his question.
“ You got me. Dean, you really don't remember anything?” Sam asked as Dean shook his head.
“ No. Except this pit in my stomach. Sam, something's wrong. “ Dean started, but {Y/N} gripped his hand, Dean turned over to a tearing up {Y/N}.
“ I don’t know what I would have done if you died.” {Y/N} said darkly, Dean was concerned for her.
“ Why? Baby, what’s wrong?” Dean asked as she took his hand and slowly placed it on the small bump.
“ Dean, I’m pregnant.” {Y/N} told him, his eyes slightly widen at the confession.
“ Is it mine?” Dean asked, she nods, she moved her hand away from Dean’s, he kept the hand there.
“ That.. that’s great {Y/N}.” Dean said as he rubbed the bump, he was finally getting something good in his life, {Y/N} looked up to see John at the door.
“ I need to get a drink.” {Y/N} said as she got up, but placed a kiss upon Dean’s lips, she walked out and went to where the water was, drinking slowly and then stopping, she began to walk back to Dean’s room, Dean smiled at her and she sat on the bed, Dean placed the hand upon the bump again.
“ I’m glad you’re back.” {Y/N} said as alarms went off, the two looked at one another and went to see a crowd of doctors and nurses attempt resuscitation, {Y/N} saw it was John.
“ John?” {Y/N} whimpered as she sees the doctors trying to bring him back.
“ No, no, no, it's our dad. It's our dad!” Dean cried out, {Y/N} prays to God that John will come back, just like Dean.
“ Okay, stop compressions.” The Doctor said as {Y/N} kept praying.
“ Still no pulse.” The nurse told them, Dean held {Y/N} tightly.
“ Okay, that's it everybody. “ The doctor said as he looked at his watch.
“ I'll call it. Time of death: 10:41 am.” He said, Dean took {Y/N} away from the body of his father and held her against him, shushing her as he rubbed her back.
“ Why does this happen?” {Y/N} cried as she held onto Dean, with the father Winchester dead, it was only Dean and Sam Winchester along with {Y/N} to continue their roles, Saving People, Hunting Things, The Family Business.
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Anon hate’s not gonna stop me from sharing art. Here’s two doodles of @alexandervonkoopa‘s character, Doctor McGillicutty, having his floof hair cared for.
#grace claimed that he was hiding the murder weapon in his hair#but she was very insistent on double checking over and over
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“Don’t worry about it”
A little something for Discord Murder Party by @internetremix
Murder God and the 13 souls! Tommy is a ? because there has been no art of him...so he gets a question mark for now.
Also please don’t mind the the square in the background.
Oh and if you are a fan of Discord Murder Party, a TvTropes Page is under construction. All the help is appreciated to make it better and more accurate!
Here: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Characters/DiscordMurderParty
Hope you enjoy
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Ok, so I was listening to DMP, episode 7 by @internetremix and I got some weird ideas and theories. 1: Murder needs viewers to exist. 2: The Doctor is not what he seems. 3: How Thomas Gwendolyn died.
Let's talk about Murder first. Our major clue is this quote:
"This has to happen; if we don't have an audience, this is all going to fall apart."-Murder, when Thomas Gwendolyn was Awakening. (Starts at 2:54:00).
This quote is extremely interesting because there's several things going on.
First of all, this was when Murder had a conscious via the Bits Wheel. Meaning: instead of the more logical or sadistic mood, this statement has more of an emotional plea to it.
Second of all, we don't exactly know what "This" is. Presumably, it refers to the Discord Murder Party Games, however it could refer to his Awakening (as it draws in views, see next point).
Finally: In the post-stream discussions, a frequent question is, "Does Murder have a Master ?" Ladies and gentlemen, I think we've found her Master ! Or rather, Masters ! In addition, we got a hint of why Murder does this ! Her Masters and reason for torturing is: the audience. This entire thing is necessary in some way for Murder's being.
So, let's theorize !
First, we have some questions:
1. How does the audience influence Murder's world(s) ?
2. Why does Murder have a need for the audience ?
3. Is the Bit Wheel related to this ?
4. Without an audience, what would happen to Murder and her world(s) ?
Now, let's start linking some things:
Honestly, the 4th-wall-break is similar to the idea of the consciousness of fictional universes: a book is real for as long as it is read and it's exertion on the world exists as long as the book's thoughts exist. In that vain, a story never ends until mankind forgets its existence. We could take this idea and apply it to DMP; if the audience ceases to view and interact with this sadistic world, then the world will cease to exist. In that sense, it makes sense for Murder to be overly emotional in this phrase; it holds her means of living and dying.
So, this leads us to another question: what does this mean for Vincent's and Murder's deal ? (Starts at 54:35). I'm paraphrasing but, the deal is: "there are 13 souls in my maze, 11 [Dr McGillicutty is excluded] of them are like you. If you can get all of them against me, that'd be a pretty good story, right ? If you break them all free, I'll let you leave. But if you fail to free even one of them, then that's game."
Wow, that's intense. But we could relate it back to our thesis: Murder needs viewers to exist. The reason why she made this proposition is because Vinny wasn't playing along with her games and because it would make for a "pretty good story."
So, in the future, Murder is bound to raise the stakes. By making it difficult for Vinny to Awaken those around him, Murder would make the bet exponentially more interesting.
Alright, that's all fine and dandy, but one of Murder's quotes is a little weird: why is the Doctor different from the other 12 souls ? We aren't given any hints, but we can gather that the Doctor can transcend time and space, able to show up in most scenarios with vague memories of previous ones. Vinny is the only one to be able to do this. BUT Vinny can do it because he is Awakened. The Doctor isn't. He is definitely the most "stable" of the souls, but his soul is definitely different somehow.
All that's left is Gwendolyn's death. At the beginning of his awakening (2:51:30), Gwendolyn mentioned that his heart was going to explode and his doctor (for whom he mistook Irena) said he had two weeks to live. Now, the first theory is that Gwendolyn was a pilot in Vinny's crew. But they suffered horrible deaths (said somewhere in DMP: Part 6). Therefore, Gwendolyn couldn't have been a pilot.
So, let's look at his symptoms. According to https://www.doctorslounge.com/cardiology/forums/backup/topic-381.html "heart explosion" may refer to "myocardial rupture." In short, Gwendolyn's heart tore (probably) due to not receiving enough blood, causing stress on the heart. However, this can also happen due to anything putting extreme pressure on the heart for a long amount of time (infection, tumor, trauma, etc.). In other words, we don't actually know much about his death. He either had internal bleeding or a heart condition.
Now begs the question: why is he in Murder's games ? Well, one idea is that Murder said to Vincent (in Part 6 I believe) "How do you think I got [your son] here ? The souls are connected." So, is Gwendolyn related in some way to Vinny, allowing Murder to easily get his soul ? Perhaps he was a pilot and he just survived ? If so, why isn't Vinny remembering who he is ?
In summary: we don't actually know anything !
#discordmurderparty#DMP#MurderGod#internetremix#internet remix#discord murder party#Vincent Marshall Reid#what on earth is going on#Murder God#Thomas Gwendolyn#ThomasGwendolyn
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