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[loveboat]

Okay you little shits since you can't seem to get into one group again how about you get on the fucking boat

Once you have boarded the boat and set sail, you are free to explore. The captains cabin is offlimits, as is the brig, but the rest of the boat is available to all of the guests. For your pleasure, you will be provided with a honeymoon suite each, access to the dining hall and kitchen if you so please, or you might prefer to dine on the deck. There is also a lounge where a musician plays piano melodies. The entire boat is decorated garishly in pinks and purples, but there are also pieces of OBSCENE art that seem to celebrate the human (or otherwise) form displayed in every room, including the private cabins, public spaces, and anywhere else you might think to look.

There are also couples of every shape, size and gender everywhere you turn. They seem to be enjoying themselves, holding hands and making out like horny teenagers on every possible surface. At least you know what kind of PDA you're expected to live up to.

[ mission: couple off and fake it to make it
note: if your char has been fucking off while in town and hasn't met up with the group just assume dean sam or someone else found them and explained the plan to them ]

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[satansuit]

[won't wink because his husband is watching, but shoots a playful look her way.]

[leads cas onto the boat. too easy.]

[inenochian]

[ follows on his heels with a look of utter relief.

participated in deception and didn't fuck it up. ]

[satansuit]

[sam's team is best team. never mind the awkward situation.]
[ and let's be honest, this beats the hell out of that time with bela's old lady friend. ]

[he'll have to congratulate cas later.]

[loveboat]

[youre a quiet couple arent you]

Room key, gentlemen.

[holds it out. it has the room number on a little keychain shaped like a penis.]

And complimentary lubrication.

[inenochian]

[ what keychain why what. are the cabins segregated by sexuality.

all homos bunking on the rainbow deck? ]

[ holds hand out for the key and the lubrication. ]

...Do the lock's tumblers stick?

[loveboat]

[confused muppet blink]

[loveboat]

[that you cant see because apparently hes blindfolded wow]

[kinky muppet]

[satansuit]

[ CAS CAS, YOU'RE FUMBLING THE BALL]

[HAS DEAN TAUGHT YOU NOTHING? WE WERE DOING SO WELL!]

[satansuit]

Give me that!

[throws lub over his shoulder. dramatic laugh.]

My husband. We bring our own lubricant. He doesn't know what to do with it when it's not flavored.

[inenochian]

[ watches the little container of lube fly overboard. ]

[loveboat]

[awkwardly smiles and nods before turning away]

[it appears co captain harold isn't as interested in the validity of your love lives as their love guru captain]

[satansuit]

[YEAH. good. you go.]

[scowling at his back.]

[inenochian]

[ still thinks their door is just in need of maintenance. ]

[satansuit]

[lmfao. they're not having the talk. but then, it'd be good to go over the basics in case castiel almost blows their cover again.]

Lubricant is for sex, not doors.


[that's all you're getting.]

[inenochian]

[ . ]

But what benefit does a flavor have for ana-

[satansuit]

[yeah, you'd better not finish that.]

It doesn't matter, Cas!

Just pretend you like it. [dying.]

[inenochian]

[ now he's utterly lost. is it the flavored lubrication or the anal penetration he's supposed to pretend he likes? ]

[ nods. nodding seems appropriate here. ]

[satansuit]

[both. yeah.]

[nods back. doesn't know what they're communicating here besides confusion.]

[inenochian]

[ holds up the little peniskeychain-key. ]

[satansuit]

[takes the key. at least they can get a little rest.]

[opens the door to something that resembles a suite decorated by a cupid.]

Wow. They're really not playing around with the theme.

[inenochian]

[ puts one hand on the bottom edge of the bed and looks around at all the ostentatious shiny red shit. ]

[ this is supposed to be romantic to humans. or something. ]

Is this...aesthetic typical of human courtship?

[satansuit]

No.

Future reference, Cas, this is tacky.

Maybe the muppets like it.

[inenochian]

[ files the decor under "tacky." cross references: "motel"; "muppet"; "pornography". ]

[ sits down and picks up a little satin heart pillow. ]

Are you angry with me?

[satansuit]

[that wasn't out of the blue or anything. looks confused for a moment before it dawns on him that just maybe cas is talking about that one thing from weeks ago? that was the only time he was legitimately angry at cas.]

About the key thing? Or the other thing?

[specific.]

[picks up their bedspread by its ends and shakes off the rose petals.]

[inenochian]

[ watches the rose petals go flying.

confetti. it's a parade. ]

Either. Both. You've barely spoken to me despite our proximity, which I understand is a nonverbal cue. Generally it suggests repressed anger.