Video; Possible Bar Action; ....... lots of images under cut

[kingoftherats]

[The feed opens for a moment to Charlie, sporting a black eye and a scabbed lip (thank you Dean Winchester), but he doesn't seem to mind that; instead he's eagerly sitting in his bar, which is open to the public (sorry everyone), and it appears to have quite an assortment of questionable criminal-like men and old tired sailors.]

Hey, dudes! It's Charlie here, and I got a video I was gonna play for you — like, it's just a cool thing I put together for the pub now that it's open, but also because I'm gonna have a big sale there with all the crazy stuff I found around town this weekend, so — yeah, check it out! I think it came out pretty great!

And just as a tip: don't linger in the alleyway outside of the bar. People get stabbed there a lot.

[... A clumsily recorded video abruptly plays, full of weird cuts and zooms and-...]





























[When it cuts back to Charlie, he seems really proud of himself and awaits your adoration.

If anyone is so bold as to show up at this yard sale being held at Paddy's Pub's outdoor area... they may very well find some unique and unusual trinkets he had taken from the sewers... or just useless and/or gross things. There are absolutely diamonds in the rough here. May the odds ever be in your favor, because for every rock or sock or fork, there's a magical gem or rare ingredient to a spell.

Who knows what you'll find!

... And yes, the pub is likewise open for business, if you need moonshine to get you through the day.

He doesn't bother carding anyone here, for the record. He ain't your dad.]

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[kingoftherats]

[Wow, he's not creepy! You're creepy! You and your weird staring and your big dumb horror-doe eyes.]

Dude, it's right there on your face.

People just gotta look at you any time, any place!

[Hey, did that rhyme? Cool.]

[possessum]

( Gasp! How dare you call him out in an extremely accurate, rhyming way!

Peter instinctively claps a hand to his face, covering his mole up. As if that... will do any good for any reason. Look, he's already a highly mistrustful lad, not to mention the fact that Darkblood Paranoia is definitely a thing going on right now. And that "Paddy's" deal absolutely looks like some trafficking shit.

He doesn't think he likes this Very Suspicious Guy knowing his face! And his mole! Peter has to try and make himself seem like less of an easy target, clearly. )

Well, I— I don't think many people will be looking at me, because I honestly don't even leave the house much......

[kingoftherats]

[Bless your little horror movie soul, kiddo.

The gross sitcom guy just stares.]

Well, that's just super sad, dude. I mean, I get it, but I usually only do that when I'm in real dire situations. I'm talking curtains drawn, huffing fumes, maybe playing a sad song on my keyboard.

You should get out more.

[possessum]

( Okay but why is that a description of Peter's daily life..... Maybe not huffing fumes, but it's all close enough. )

Going out too much could be dangerous around here..... Lots of strange people around.

( Strange! People! Like........ you, sir.

What Peter doesn't know is that Paimon the creepy fucking magpie is likely going to come check out Charlie's Yard Sale and bring home some shiny things, and trash. Now this is where it's at! )

...Did someone beat you up?

[kingoftherats]

Yeah! That asshole Winchester! He punched the hell out of me, man.

It's alright, though, I bit a chunk out of his arm over it. So we're even-stevens.

[And then, as if what he just said isn't an answer to his question:]

Whatcha mean, strange people?

[possessum]

( A couple of things here. Peter doesn't know there is more than one "Winchester" around. He also doesn't know that Sam — the Sam he knew — is currently fourteen years old.

So he vastly misinterprets this whole thing, frowning deeply at this clearly deranged man. )

That... doesn't sound like something he'd do. He seems like a really nice guy. Are you sure it was him?

( Unless it was really Lucifer, but... Lucifer's supposed to be gone, isn't he? God, Peter really needs to locate Sam, see how he's doing. ....Especially since this guy fucking bit him?! )

....Violent people. ( He is definitely casting some Side Eyes at you, Charlie, even though he won't dare directly call you out, because he's afraid you'll kill him. Instead Peter uses another example, remembering the assortment of ruffians congregated in the guy's bar. ) ...The people in your video, the ones at your pub. People like that.

[kingoftherats]

[Snort.]

Dean's kind of rude, so yeah, it's definitely something he'd do.

[Get with the times, nerd. There's lots of Winchesters.]

Hey, don't get all high and mightiful at me, bro. Everyone here's violent if they're stuck in the right situation. Just look at that fog from the last place we were at. Or that creepy nun bitch! Or the — well, pretty much everything. Are you telling me you haven't done anything in this shitty town or the last one that hurt someone else?

I've been here a month and I've already been in a life or death battle with hallucinogenic crabs and shoved into big stupid fight club rings.

[possessum]

Wait.... who's Dean?

( Peter's giving another Suspicious Brow Raise at this. Though the more Charlie talks, the more that expression shifts into something else — by the end of it, Peter's just staring, eyes a little wide, mouth tipped just a little bit open. Well... fuck. )

....Yeah. Okay, yeah, you're right. I've hurt people too.

( He's deeply ashamed of the fact, but he's not going to hide it away, or pretend otherwise. It's a part of his identity now. )

Sorry. I wasn't trying to— I guess it's easy to be suspicious of people, around here, you know?

[kingoftherats]

He's a kinda grumpy but not so bad guy. Sam's brother.

[Get with it, dude! You gotta know your neighbors! Even if they live nowhere near you!]

Sure, guess so. I mean, I'm not gonna say I'm a totally good guy or whatever, but I won't, like. Rob you with a gun outside of a liquor store or whatever. I only bit Dean 'cus he tried to punch my face off. Totally legit reason for biting the shit out of someone.

I dunno. Deerington's shitty, but the people aren't the worst.

Lots of people back in Philly were way worse.