partly open log?

[paterelohim]

Who: Chuck Shurley, Czeslaw, Castiel, various people, and YOU!!
When: throughout the groundhog day event
Where: various place
Summary: being irresponsible. At least one of these sub-threads is open to the public.
Warnings: pot and alcohol use, strippers, Chuck.

((Hurr threads will be added as his week fills up.))

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day 1 (Thursday): Cas and Fred smoke-out

[paterelohim]

[Somehow, the NV virus led to Castiel knowing about marijuana and somehow, that led to Fred and Chuck acquiring some embarrassingly expensive Port-grown weed known as Morning Star. Yeah, Morning Star.

Chuck's keeping that nugget to himself- or at least, that's his plan. Chuck and Fred haven't even gotten to his place yet.]

day 2: deja vu :| (OPEN!)

[paterelohim]

[It takes Chuck a few hours to figure out exactly what's going on, but once the deja-vu mounts to a certain point, it starts to dawn. The fact that his NV wakes him up to "Heat of the Moment" doesn't help.

His first action? Calling Gabriel in a fit of paranoia.

Also included that day: calling Cas. Venturing out to see the world, aka wandering around, checking to see if everyone else is aware that it's definitely still Thursday. If you see him around, you probably didn't see him the day before, because he was a vegetable all day.]

[uberboned]

[Gabriel's NV seems to have "Heat of the Moment" set as its default ringback tone. Do NV's have ringback tones? Oh well. His does. This week. He gives no fucks. And... Does not seem to be answering his phone.

Oh, hey, there's the voicemail.]

[paterelohim]

[FINE. Voicemail it is.]

Uh... hi, Gabriel. I noticed your ringback tone, that's... topical. So since you obviously noticed that today is yesterday, I was just kind of calling to ask what else you're noticing? Just to be clear, I'm not Winchestering at you, I just wanted to talk to someone who doesn't think it's just a really bad case of deja-vu.

So uh, yeah. Hope you're doing okay. [Because he has a feeling you're noooot.] Uh. Bye.

[uberboned]

[LE SIGH. Calling back.]

I know jack about shit. Happy?

[paterelohim]

Kinda. I'm sort of tempted to do the whole "24 hours to live" indulgence shit until Friday comes.

[uberboned]

Knock yourself out, Ferris Bueller.

A native bar

[the_dead_pool2]

[Deadpool has certainly noticed things were the same, as he had a strange day the first february 2nd, and everything repeated itself, someone had spilled hot coffee on him and it happened again and the guy seemed confused when he shouted at 'again man?!'. He had seen the same girl walking her two dogs on the unicycle whistling a tune and then fall down at the exact same time. He has decided to take advantage of this and drink himself stupid, wrack up a huge tab, not pay, get into a fight, and continue the pattern until things get reset and see what happens. He is currently about mid-way there, meaning he has already drunk enough that most people would have died]

[paterelohim]

[Oh Deadpool, you know how to do this so well. He slides right up and leans in over his drink.]

Happy Groundhog Day.

[paterelohim]

Why are you so pissy?

[the_dead_pool2]

Its a wonderful rodenty day of awesome!

[He clinks his glass of whisky against Chuck's drink]

[uberboned]

Take a wild guess. [HIS LIFE SUCKS.]

[paterelohim]

What happened?

[uberboned]

[ s i g h] Jinx had a meltdown.

[paterelohim]

[Chuck just laughs and clinks back.]

Whatever you're having, I want three.

[paterelohim]

[.....Eep.]

Oh, man. [Asking what about would just be stupid.] Is she okay?

[Also potentially a stupid question.]

[uberboned]

[FLATTEST STARE] Take a guess.

[paterelohim]

Hey, it's a valid question.

[Awkward pause.]

I'm guessing asking if you're okay would be... pretty much the same?

[the_dead_pool2]

Three quadruple jamesons on ice?

[He ponders for a second]

Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.

[uberboned]

I'm giving the network Asia for the hell of it. My sense of humor's surviving anyway.

[paterelohim]

That doesn't mean you don't need a beer or a break, though.

[uberboned]

[A sigh] So long as it's something malted.

[paterelohim]

...Goddamn.

Uh, you know, I think I'll stick with beer.

[paterelohim]

We could work something out.

[the_dead_pool2]

Yeah, I'm a tank, pew pew pew!

[He makes his hand into a little tank like shape as he does that]

Good idea, there is that whole dying of alcohol poisoning thang.