#s1 ep4 guys and dolls

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if you thought you'd never see debbie dazzle angst well…..ive got news for you

[vonlipvig]

ok, y'all can reblog if you like but this is mostly for myself, as a lil recap i can go back to when i start s2

TMA S1

-the archive is a super funky place that studies all sorts of weird shit. important characters from it include head archivist jon sims, his merry band of helpers martin, sasha and tim, and sexy boss elias.

-gertrude robinson was jon's predecesor, the last head archivist. apparently she was a bit disorganized, but maybe she was just Fun. elias says she disappeared but found a lot of blood on her office, so they considered her dead. turns out martin found her in the tunnels during the prentiss attack, dead from gunshots, sitting in a little room full of tapes. also interesting: in the burnt remains episode, that ritual place had her photograph inside all the bottles. the guy from ep 11 dreamer wrote to gertrude, telling her she was in danger. in the growing dark episode they mention she had been near the weird church place before she died. or smth.

-another important (?) character is michael saland fingers. he appears normal but is kinda like that salad fingers dude, and probably speaks like a wavy meme from all the distortion. i think he did something to sasha, cause she was acting weird, but i'm not sure.

-there's the whole jurgen leitner thing, a norwegian dude who had a big collection of creepy books. his books appear in ep 4, with the guy who was friends with mike crew (lightning boy), then in 17 with the boneturner's tale, where we learn about some jared hopworth or smth dude, who's got funny bones. i think he had something to do with the schwartzwald episode, with the tomb and the books found there? and also in the old passages episode.

-speaking of leitner, there are two characters connected to him: mary and gerard key (i still don't know how you spell that). mary had a shaved head and her skin was all tattooed, she appeared in ep4 but was actually dead i think, so i'm not sure about her. then we have gerard, her son, who's like a metalhead looking kinda dude, and he's always trying to...burn? get rid of? the leitner books? in ep 12, first aid, he is at a hospital being treated because of his burns, and has a bunch of tattoos of eyes on his body.

-peter lukas is also a character. i don't know why he's important, but fandom tells me he's elias' husband divorced for the 5th time, so he must be. he's a seacaptain, has or worls for a company called solace shipping, and may be connected to the lukas family from ep 13, alone, the creepy ones from the funeral. also, the lukases finance the magnus institute.

-also there's a jonah magnus, the dude from schwartzwald wrote to him once. that's all i have for now.

-melanie is a tv person, and there's a georgie who's a youtuber. idk, man.

-random connections from random episodes!: the coffin from ep 2 do not open was delivered by the same company that delivered the yellow stole to the priest in 19/20

-they delivered the table from ep 3, the one the neighbor had, to the institute, and sasha found it...

-the cult from ep 9 a father's love is kinda related to the one from ep 25 growing dark? maybe?

-the archives that were stolen after the prentiss attack where the ones from strange music (weird piano and dolls), and the one from michael (a distortion). how that connects, i have no idea.

[takemetotheriotofthestars]

No Survivors (Phantom Traveler S1, Ep4, Pt1)

Supernatural Season 1, Episode 4, Part 1 Warnings: Swearing Words: 1,706

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“Morning, sunshine’s.” Sam’s voice stirred you from your sleep, you buried your face deeper into the couch cushions after you got a whiff of coffee. You heard footsteps approach you before the sound of something being set down on the table a few feet away from you. “What time is it?” Dean asked, the bed creaked as he moved. You slowly turn over, giving up sleep for a bit. “Uh, it's about five forty-five.” Sam replied after he checked his watch, you raise an eyebrow as you look at him with tired eyes. “In the morning?” You ask, he nods. You sigh and sat up, rubbing at your eyes as a yawn escapes you. The bed creaked more as Dean sat up. “Where does the day go?” Dean said, sarcasm lacing his tone. Sam handed you a coffee and a pastry, you took it and sipped your hot drink. “Did you get any sleep last night?” Dean asked, you already knew the answer to that since you were up until three due to not being able to sleep on the stiff couch. You took another sip of the caffeinated beverage as Sam answered. “Yeah, I grabbed a couple hours.” You rolled your eyes and scoffed. “Bullshit, you were up at three watching a George Foreman infomercial.” You say, you stared at him, he looks away. “Hey, what can I say? It's riveting TV.” He replied, Dean looked at his brother with concern. “When was the last time you got a good night's sleep?” Dean asked, Sam shrugged as he sat on the table. “I don't know, a little while, I guess. It's not a big deal.” He said, you shook your head. “Sam-” You start but he cuts you off. “Look, I appreciate your concern—” Sam says but Dean cuts him off. “Oh, I'm not concerned about you. It's your job to keep my ass alive, so I need you sharp.” Dean looked at you and tilted his head to the side. “Did you get any sleep?” You yawned and nodded your head. “Less than two hours.” You replied, you looked at Sam “Nightmares about Jess still?” Sam crosses the room with a coffee in hand and holds it out to his brother before sitting down on the bed he was suppose to sleep in after Dean took the drink. You stood up and sat on Dean’s bed. “Yeah. But it's not just her. It's everything. I just forgot, you know? This job. Man, it gets to you.” Sam shakes his head gently, you nod. When you were on a couple of your very first hunting trips, you had nightmares for days on end until, eventually, you became use to the sights of the horrors. “You can't let it. You can't bring it home like that.” Dean said. “So, what? All this it...never keeps you up at night?” Sam asked, he looked a bit confused at how his brother and best friend would achieve this. You and Dean shook your heads. “Not any more.” You say. “Never? You're never afraid?” Sam scrunches his eyebrows. “No, not really.” Dean says, you rolled your head. “Liar.” You say before you reached underneath his pillow and pulled out a hunting knife. Dean snatches it from your hands. “That's not fear. That is precaution.” He said, you laugh a bit at his excuse. “All right, whatever. I'm too tired to argue.” Sam says, raising his hands in the air as Dean’s phone rang. He reached over to the nightstand and answered it. “Hello?” He said, you stood up and walked over to the table, setting the drink down before grabbing your bag besides the couch. “....Oh, right, yeah. Up in Kittanning, Pennsylvania, the poltergeist thing. It's not back, is it?” You raise an eyebrow at the older brother as you walked to the bathroom. “...What is it?” Dean asked, he scrunched his brows together as he heard whatever the other person said. His eyes land on you before he looked at his brother and hung up. “Case?” You asked. ��Jerry from the poltergeist case wants to chat in person.” He replied, you nodded. “Right after my shower.” You say before closing the door behind you. *** “Thanks for making the trip so quick. I ought to be doing you guys a favor, not the other way around. Y/n, Dean, and your dad really helped me out.” Jerry said, he straightened out his red tie as he turned around to talk to the three of you face to face. You smiled at the bald man as an airplane flew overhead. “Yeah, he told me. It was a poltergeist?” Sam asked as a man walking by put in his opinion. “Poltergeist? Man, I loved that movie.” “Hey, nobody's talking to you. Keep walking.” Jerry said before he continued after the man was out of earshot “Damn right it was a poltergeist, practically tore our house apart. Tell you something, if it wasn't for you and your dad, I probably wouldn't be alive. Your dad said you were off at college. Is that right?” Jerry said, he stared at Sam. “Yeah, I was. I'm—taking some time off.” “Well, he was real proud of you. I could tell. He talked about you all the time.” Jerry smiled at Sam, a grin spread across your face as Sam glanced at you for reassurance about this claim. “He did?” He asked, Jerry nodded. “Yeah, you bet he did.” Jerry’s smile didn’t disappear off of his face “Oh, hey, you know I tried to get a hold of him, but I couldn't. How's he doing, anyway?” “He's, um, wrapped up in a job right now.” Dean said, you looked out of the windows and watched the grey clouds. “Well, we're missing the old man, but we get Sam. Even trade, huh?” Jerry says, you and Dean laugh. You loved Sam like a best friend but it was not even close to even. “No, not by a long shot.” Sam said. “I got something I want you guys to hear.” Jerry said, he glanced between the three of you before he nodded to the side for you guys to follow him. *** You and the boys stood in Jerry’s office, watching him put a CD into a computer. “I listened to this. And, well, it sounded like it was up your alley.” He said, looking at you and Dean. “Normally I wouldn't have access to this. It's the cockpit voice recorder for United Britannia flight 2485. It was one of ours.” He pressed play. “Mayday! Mayday! Repeat! This is United Britania 2485—immediate instruction help! United Britanis 2485, I copy your message—May be experiencing some mechanical failure...“ The pilot sounded frantic and scared until there was a loud whooshing sound. After that the recording ended. “Took off from here, crashed about two hundred miles south. Now, they're saying mechanical failure. Cabin depressurized somehow. Nobody knows why. Over a hundred people on board. Only seven got out alive. Pilot was one. His name is Chuck Lambert. He's a good friend of mine. Chuck is, uh...well, he's pretty broken up about it. Like it was his fault.” “You don't think it was?” Sam asked, you had a feeling it wasn’t his fault but instead of some monster. “No, I don't.” Jerry replied, he stared at Sam directly into his eyes. “Jerry, we’re going to need a list of survivors, please.” You say “All right.” He replies with a nod of his head. “And, uh, any way we can take a look at the wreckage?” Dean asks “The other stuff is no problem. But the wreckage…” Jerry sighs “fellas, the NTSB has it locked down in an evidence warehouse. No way I've got that kind of clearance.” You and Dean frown. “Okay..” You sigh “We’ll figure it out.” *** You and Sam leaned against the Impala as you waited for Dean to come out of a copy store. Sam’s eyes were trained on the store as you looked around at the people passing by. If they knew about the things the lurk in the dark, chaos would be released. The world would be a safer place, but nobody would be happy. Children would have the childhood that you had, they would worry about the things in the darkness. Instead of playing with dolls and racecars, they’ll be learning how to shoot a gun and not missing a target. Dean exits the store and walks down the steps, he held up three ID’s. “You've been in there forever.” Sam said, as his brother handed you and him an ID. “You can't rush perfection.” Dean replied, you stared at the card in your hands. “Homeland Security?” You raise an eyebrow at Dean. “That's pretty illegal, even for us.” “Yeah, well, it's something new. You know? People haven't seen it a thousand times.” Dean says. You and the brothers get in the car. “All right, so, what do you got?” “Well, there's definitely EVP on the cockpit voice recorder.” Sam says, you nod. “Listen to this.” You say, pressing play on the tape. “No survivors!” A scratchy voice yells before the tape ends. “"No survivors"? What's that supposed to mean? There were seven survivors.” Dean glances at you and his brother with confusion. You shrug. “So, what are you thinking? A haunted flight?” “Well, there's a long history of spirits and death omens on planes and ships, like phantom travelers.” You say “Remember flight 401?” “Right.” Dean says “The one that crashed, the airline salvaged some of its parts, put it in other planes, then the spirit of the pilot and copilot haunted those flights.” “Maybe we got something similar to that.” You say, Dean nods in thought. “All right, so, survivors, which one do you want to talk to first?” He asks, you look down at the list you held before handing it to Sam. “Max Jaffey.” You say. “Why him?” Dean scans down the list. “Well, for one, he's from around here. And two, if anyone saw anything weird, he did.” Sam says before you can say your own reasons. “What makes you say that?” You and Dean ask in sync. You give Sam a questioning look. “Well, I spoke to his mother.”

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