[Jo seems to be underground, somewhere, with a silver knife in hand, and a lantern in the other. There are crates everywhere, and when Jo moves the light around (though she seems to be doing so carefully), the walls are covered in sigils. Covered. Walls, ceiling, floor, and everything in between ( Read more... )

[Silence for a solid two minutes, until Jo speaks in an unusually soft tone. As if she actually doesn't want to be on the network at all, but she has to at least try to get some answers. It's the hunter in her -- search for any and all possibilities before settling on the final solution. Not everything is a demonic ghost in the dark, right? Right.] ( Read more... )

[Castiel is dead. Jo attacked some of her friends. And she's in an extraordinarily bad mood. However, she needs something to focus on, and the event is perfect for that, especially with most everyone she knows under the sunshine gun.]I've got a couple questions for all of you ( Read more... )