o-o-o // First Entry - Arrival (open)

[67chevyimpala]

[A device comes on line and it appears to be sitting on a table at a cafe, facing the street. It is late afternoon. A few people are milling about, taking care of business, meeting friends, heading home. After a brief pause, a man appears about fifteen feet off the ground, and, thanks to the laws of gravity, promptly plummets to the street, landing hard, face down.

The device, apparently wanting the capture the full reaction of the latest arrival in the City, zooms in on the figure as best it can as it lies there, face down, arms splayed out at the last minute to try and stop his head from hitting the ground. He is dressed casually in blue jeans, work boots, a tee and a worn, leather jacket. His hair is brown and cut short and neat. He looks up, body tense, eyes narrowing at his surroundings, and tries to stand.

Pain shoots through his left leg, but he barely makes a sound and manages to shift to an awkward seated position, shortly followed, with the help of a chair, to an awkward standing position. He's a handsome man, with appealing features and an athletic build, but to say he currently looks confused, concerned and just a little pissed off would be an understatement. He is obviously looking for someone. When he speaks, his voice is deeper than his apparent age might suggest.]

Nonononono... Sam? Sam? Sammy!

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[grigio]

[Hey, man. See that device sitting a few feet away? There's a video on it of a blonde chick working on a very red Mercedes. It's an oil change. No big deal right?

Except...who changes their oil in a flowery bikini top and short cutoff jeans?

A cursed Julie Grigio, that's who. She looks up long enough to see Deans graceful entrance before she's scooping the device up, concern on her face.]

Holy shit, dude. Are you okay? Where the hell did you fall from?

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[67chevyimpala]

[At the sound of a woman's voice -- apparently directed at him because hell, how many people have fallen in the last thirty seconds? -- Dean follows his instincts and pulls his gun from the back of his jeans as he turns toward the voice --

Way. Too. Quickly.

He stumbles a little, sees the device, limps to it quickly, face tight with pain and anger. He grabs the device with his free hand, gun at the ready in the other.]

The Apocalypse, which doesn't seem to be here and neither does my brother or my car. Now, who the hell are you and what the fuck is going on?

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[grigio]

You fell from the Apocalypse?

[Wild. She has an important question.]

Was it a Zombie Apocalypse? I'm from one of those.

[Stated so calmly. And then, the fun part. She smirks a bit, holding her free hand up with a small wave.]

Hi. I'm Julie. I promise I'm harmless. You're in a pocket dimension called the City.

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[coyote_walking]

[If it wasn't for him landing here in the City, Dean might just think this was his lucky day. Here, have another scantily clad female working on a car. This one is Native American with long black hair braided out of the way and a paw print clearly visible just below her navel on her very much bared abdomen.]

Hey, you okay?

[She thought it was Dean Winchester, but she'd been here long enough to withhold judgement and wait to see if it was him and if so, if he was the same one who'd been here before.]

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[67chevyimpala]

[He's beginning to wonder if this might be his lucky day, anyway, because, all things aside, what's an apocalypse without scantily-clad ladies? But no, wait, there's Sam to find and maybe he'll even bother looking for Cas, but...]

Yeah, I'm fine. Just peachy...

Nice tat...

[lefthandedgenius]

[Sometimes Lydia is convinced the City loves her and wants her to be happy.]

That looked like it hurt. You okay? You'll probably be flooded with messages all asking you the same question. And giving you the same answers to all of yours.

[67chevyimpala]

[What is it with people who see you fall and ask if you're okay? Did he look okay? Would anyone in his circumstances be 'okay'?]

Do I look okay?

[Then he realizes the speaker is another pretty girl. What the hell?]

Uh, you're only the third person to ask...

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[valentineluke]

[Not happy about former Police Force chief's return]

This comment isn't here, either.

[67chevyimpala]

[Dean as the Chief of Police? Ho-ly...]

[he_who_kills]

Where machine?! [Last time you where here, he wanted your car. Now that you're back - guess what?]

[67chevyimpala]

[What the --]

Machine?

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[missrosetyler]

You alright there, mate?

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[67chevyimpala]

[Another female. The other girl was right.]

Yes. No. I don't know. Still getting my feet wet.

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[anunluckypenny]

Dean? No, duh, of course you're Dean. Are you okay? I'm kind of guessing not, and I can be there in, like, three seconds if you need to go to the hospital.

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[67chevyimpala]

[Ho-ly shit on a stick...]

Charlie? What the hell are you doing -- Or is it 'Carrie' now? Damn, I can't keep track. What are you doing here? How did you...

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[bettercallit]

[ Clint is up high, on the rooftop of the apartment building where he lives, both watching this from there and on the device, and he knows an injury when he sees one, beyond an entry into the City. ]

You okay there, buddy?

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[67chevyimpala]

[Another guy. So it isn't a city full of sexy chicks. He'll deal.]

Yeah, I'm fine. The Apocalypse is here. Angels falling from Heaven, yadda, yadda, yadda. My brother is missing and so is my car. I'm having a fantastic day.

[He tries to move, but his left leg is being a nasty bitch.]

Aw, fuck...

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[deadmanbusiness]

He's probably not here, unless you've gotten really lucky.

[Hi Dean. Have a guy with a zombie rat on his shoulder. It's missing an eyeball and you can see its ribs. Theo's wearing sunglasses but he's grinning a bit. The entrance was kinda funny.]

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[67chevyimpala]

Lucky is a fickle lady, pal.

[He squints at the screen and points at it vaguely with his gun.]

Is that a... rat... on your shoulder?

[livingmyths]

Uh oh. Do you need help?

I'm just at the Library. I could come over there.

[67chevyimpala]

[Another female and man, are they all pretty here?]

Hi. No. Yes. Maybe. Someone's coming to look at my leg.

You haven't seen a really tall guy, goofy-lookin', goes by 'Sam', have you?

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[brobeforehos]

[Dean Whinchester as you live and breathe, etc etc,]

Try City, instead. [Pause] Are you alright there? Broke anything, should we get you a doctor?

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[67chevyimpala]

[Still alive and breathing, at the moment...]

City?

[He shifts in the chair and he pales a little.]

Don't think I broke anything...

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[trenchknives]

So, y'know, you've probably heard the whole spiel by now, the "welcome to the City, it's a shithole, enjoy your stay," but just in case you haven't, well...

[A grin.]

Welcome to the City.

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[67chevyimpala]

[That makes him smile a little. He continues the rest of the man's statement, the part that follows the welcome.]

It's a shithole, enjoy your stay. Yep. Got that. Sounds like a shithole prison to me.