icequeen102990 asked: The whole kitchen is flooded with dough. You’re not allowed to use yeast ever again."
"I’ve never made bread before, how was i supposed to know you weren’t supposed to put the whole jar in it?" Sam said defensively, trying to wipe dough off of his face.
"Well there instructions for a reason… Hell they have them on the jar!" She complained as she wiped dough from her hair.
icequeen102990 asked: "Just because you can add food coloring to something, that doesn’t mean you should."
Sam looked up guiltily, purple food coloring in one hand and yogurt in the other. ”Well, it seemed like a good idea,” he said weakly.
"Welp now ya gotta eat it… and gimmie that food coloring!" she sand taking it out of his hand.
icequeen102990 asked: "I told you I could cook."
Sam stared at the lopsided cake. He started to laugh. ”Okay, you cooked it, but is it edible?”
"Yes it is edible damnit! I tasted the triming!.. I’m just not good with straight lines ok? So shut up and eat your damn cake!"
African American doctors attempting to save the life of a Klu Klux Klan member:
This photo left me speechless, this is what respect is.
this is what grace is
I never scroll pass this photo.. This is humanity, a lot of people can learn from this picture.
icequeen102990 asked: “You could have died!”
Sam hated to admit that he actually needed the help to get into the car. He sighed as Rei got back behind the wheel, glaring at him before starting to drive.
Sam turned in surprise, automatically hiding the gun he’d just fired. He winced at the shoulder wound, knowing he’d have to pull the bullet out soon and sew the wound before he suffered blood loss.
Sam leaned his head back and closed his eyes as she drove, trying to ignore that he could feel a small trickle of blood dripping from the area of the wound. ”I think it’s probably gonna need a stitch or two,” he said softly, not opening his eyes. ”I’ve got stuff for that back at the motel.” He hated the fainteness he felt, even if he knew it was only because he’d bled too much. Then he frowned, realizing his shoulder wasn’t the only thing hurting.
Did he have another injury? Sam hadn’t given it much thought, there’d been a scuffle before he got shot, and at the time the bullet wound seemed the most important. He tried running through what had happened back at the warehouse, trying to remember if the creature had done anything else other than shoot him (which had honestly surprised him, he hadn’t expected it to be carrying a gun, why would it have need one?).
Once she got sam in the passengers seat she quickly hopped in the drivers side and drove off. “I know… so do I. Had a feeling I was going to need my bigger kit. ” She smiled and took a small bottle from her pocket handing it to sam. “If you think you are about to pass out give this a whiff. You gotta stay awake.” Staying awake was important when wounded.
"Dean had to go back to the corners office. " Reianna said as she pulled up into the motel parking lot, parking the car right in the spot she had taken it from. Moving over to the other door she helped sam out. Once inside there room she tossed her purse on the table. "Alright strip down to boxers. I have a feeling you have more than one wound."
- 9pm: "I'm going to bed now."
- 10pm: "I'm going to bed now."
- 11pm: "I'm going to bed now."
- 12am: "I'm going to bed now."
- 1am: "I'm going to bed now."
- 2am: "I'm going to bed now."
- 3am: "FUCK."
- 4am: "FUCK."
- 5am: "OKAY."
I’ve decided to make a master list of all rp’ers since I can’t barely find anyone that’s active and since that I don’t want other to have search religiously to find that one role player that rp’s as that one character we can never find alone.
sorry, Jedikiah is a bit tied up at the moment
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