Chuck Shurley - SPN - Barways
It's hard work being a writer. Particularly when you're really trying to make those sentences work.
For Chuck Shurley, it's never been harder until recently. Some of the most insane ideas are coming to him in dreams and it's pretty difficult to pick the good stuff out of them.
He is currently mumbling to himself, a slightly tattered manuscript in his face, blocking him from seeing what's before him.
Like, you know, a bar at the end of the universe.
(That part hadn't appeared in any of his dreams yet. And this isn't about him anyway. It's kind of douchey to include yourself into your own stories.)
[ooc: spoilers will be in this post! And this is also open forever, so have at!]