Top Winchester Form (beaten and bloody and looking like dead).
ROTLMAO
Because come on, if you see someone who looks like that are you gonna think they had a bad day or a bad week? Exactly, you assume it was a bad day.
This is one of the reasons why I LOVE this piece so much. That tiny paragraph is the perfect piece, the thing that holds the story in place. Also, on another level, and significant for this reason too, it links - but holds apart - Sam's two worlds.
That's an "actual" creature. I have no idea what it is but I read the name and then heard Sam's little parenthetical flashback speak right there and had to use it. Also? This injury right here kinda screams "I WAS IN LOTRIPS! I WAS IN LOTRIPS!" because it's a very slightly different version of the story of how Orlando Bloom actually broke his back in real life. Sammy's a lucky, lucky boy. And? In my head it's this right here, him sitting in the hospital after this waiting to here from the doctor as to whether he would walk again when he decided for sure he was going to Stanford. He had applied and been accepted but didn't know if he actually wanted to go until then, until he was a brand new eighteen and staring at the possibility of never being able to control his bowels again because of a hunt.
Wonderfully done. And I love how it was in your head, but you didn't have to tell us, and I love knowing now. It's just a (doubly, meta-tastically) great piece.
Told you he was lucky.
You are like the narrator of an dark fairytale. I love your meta even more than the original stories, and I love the stories an awful awful lot.
I just like that idea of Sam having this completely random and mundanely-cause injury in the middle of all this.
*Nods*
This is the big Sam part right here. He wants to leave, wants to go and have his own life and be safe but it's not like it's easy for him. Dean and John and that car and that truck are everything he knows; they're his entire life and he's walking away from it. He's scared and alone and his Dad just told him it was the end. Gave him a choice and said, "be your own man alone or stay and be ours." And Sam chose. And it hurt.
I really like your take on Sam's leaving - it makes a lot of sense to me.
Thank you! I got both my metas!
ROTLMAO
Because come on, if you see someone who looks like that are you gonna think they had a bad day or a bad week? Exactly, you assume it was a bad day.
This is one of the reasons why I LOVE this piece so much. That tiny paragraph is the perfect piece, the thing that holds the story in place. Also, on another level, and significant for this reason too, it links - but holds apart - Sam's two worlds.
That's an "actual" creature. I have no idea what it is but I read the name and then heard Sam's little parenthetical flashback speak right there and had to use it. Also? This injury right here kinda screams "I WAS IN LOTRIPS! I WAS IN LOTRIPS!" because it's a very slightly different version of the story of how Orlando Bloom actually broke his back in real life. Sammy's a lucky, lucky boy. And? In my head it's this right here, him sitting in the hospital after this waiting to here from the doctor as to whether he would walk again when he decided for sure he was going to Stanford. He had applied and been accepted but didn't know if he actually wanted to go until then, until he was a brand new eighteen and staring at the possibility of never being able to control his bowels again because of a hunt.
Wonderfully done. And I love how it was in your head, but you didn't have to tell us, and I love knowing now. It's just a (doubly, meta-tastically) great piece.
Told you he was lucky.
You are like the narrator of an dark fairytale. I love your meta even more than the original stories, and I love the stories an awful awful lot.
I just like that idea of Sam having this completely random and mundanely-cause injury in the middle of all this.
*Nods*
This is the big Sam part right here. He wants to leave, wants to go and have his own life and be safe but it's not like it's easy for him. Dean and John and that car and that truck are everything he knows; they're his entire life and he's walking away from it. He's scared and alone and his Dad just told him it was the end. Gave him a choice and said, "be your own man alone or stay and be ours." And Sam chose. And it hurt.
I really like your take on Sam's leaving - it makes a lot of sense to me.