username ;; unknown voices
name ;; Sam, because he's so adorable and has gone through so much. ;n;
gender ;; male
art ;; [-xxx-]

name ;; Sam, because he's so adorable and has gone through so much. ;n;
gender ;; male
art ;; [-xxx-]

Bentley wrote:"Family don't end in blood."username ;; Bentley • name ;; Dean • gender ;; maleWho am I?People make others into heroes. I've done my fair bit of that, myself. My dad,
see, he was once my hero. He went out and fought the bad guys, like Superman
without the cape, ain't nobody gonna mess with Dad. Then there was Sammy -
it was always my job to protect him, always my job to be his Secret Service agent
as he was always going to be The One, with his brains and strength... kinda like
looking up to Yoda, y'know? And then I met Cas, who is seriously the most
awkward little nerdy dude, but he's always there, always keeping an eye out and
never letting anybody down because he's Cas. I'm no hero; I'm probably the
filthiest soul to walk the planet (don't let my glow say otherwise), and I don't really
deserve it, but... I'm surrounded by the two most stubborn fools and a whole lot of
nothin' outside of them, and though they're the most important to me, they
seem to always be there to save my hide.
I guess that's who I am: a lucky idiot with a genius idiot brother and crazy awesome
stupid angel who, while they'll let me down time and time again, they're all I have and
they seem to want to keep me around. I'm not like them - I'm not smart, I'm not so
selfless so as to jump into the fire to save the world. I'm selfish. I'm a little cruel, a
little tainted and rotten and I just do things to save my own tail, or Sammy's or Cas'.
Family, because they're everything to me, all I've ever had. Sure, I... I tell myself
that I fight to save others. And I do. But it's mostly so the world is safer.
For them.Likes/DislikesThere's nothing, and I mean nothing, in the world like a good pie or burger.
That being said, there are a few unholy pleasures out there that I'm happy to wrap up
in - not everything has to be good clean fun, though there's plenty out there for those
who look for it. Fireworks, a simple jaunt to watch the sun, pranking my little
brother and making him jump like the giant wuss I know he is (or, well, used to be),
I don't need much to make me happy, so long as we're all safe. Little bit of sugar, little
bit of spice - eh, I'm not really into chick stuff, but that? That is kinda nice.
But when we're in danger, it's time to start betting just when I'll show up, and how I'll
be busting in. I don't like it when Sam or Cas have fire on their tails, especially when
I know I can be there to stop it. I'll pull a miracle out of my ear if I have to, Cas or no
Cas. When I fight, I do it to win, and there's no force out there that can hold me down -
and more often than not, they've tried.
And please, for the love of everything, keep germs away from me. Yuck, man. I don't
need to get sick anytime soon. Sammy would probably say I'm a whiny patient, and
that's a big fat lie, but I do get miserable and I can't be the protector I was raised into
being. How can I be Sammy's shield when I'm sneezing and coughing like I've caught
the plague? Not to mention,knowing what we do... it probably is bubonic, at that point.
Unknown Voices wrote:username ;; unknown voices
name ;; Sam, because he's so adorable and has gone through so much. ;n;
gender ;; male
art ;; [-xxx-]
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