Bobby Singer

Cas brought me back. My vessel is not your concern. I still run a salvage business. I don’t hunt anymore best no one knows I’m me. {SPN-RP21+Bi} #Roleplay #Fan

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

"Balls, I'm surrounded by idjits!"

•SPN RP
•21+
•Returned by Castiel
•In his own Sons Vessel
•Descriptive
•Banter
•MV/SS
•Most don’t know he’s back
•Runs Garage/Salvage Yard
•Ex-Hunter
•Still collects the lore.

#AwkwardHobo

RT for me, ya idjits.

[The Master @InsanityCadence]

“Can’t you hear it? One two three four. It‘s the sound of pain.”

• #DoctorWho
• Bisexual
• OC Friendly
• Crossover Friendly
• 21+ for Lewd RP
• #Roleplay
• MV/MS
• Mentally Unstable
• Semi-Clingy

RT please?

[Ernest P. Worrell @ThatIdiotHunter]

You got a Ghoulie or a Beast, I’m yer man. Just give me the details and I will be there with the plan!

°Supernatural Parody RP
°Multiverse/No Relationship
°Semi detailed/Crack/Literate
°Many years RP experience

RT for me?

[Lucifer @TrollingSam]

°SPN RP
°21+
°MV/MS
°Descriptive/Banter/Crack
°Years of experience
°Parody

Let’s raise a little hell.

RT?

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

@WingedBoredom “Well. There might be something.”

He starts mixing things occasionally referring to the book. Eventually he pours it into a vial and hands it to him. “Feed him this.”

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

Now he has this stuck in his head. Thanks Lucifer…

https://t.co/jB2vbRpGjy

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

Finally crashes on the couch

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

Will likely drink until he falls asleep among the books, on the floor in front of the couch.

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

He misses Crowley so much it hurts. He can't work right now, and even if he wanted to read any of the books spread out around him, he probably couldn't.

He picks up the tumbler of whiskey and sips at it, leaning against the couch.

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

The setback to his ordeal?

He occasionally gets the memories of his vessel, which triggers migraines. The memories are every bit as bad, if not worse than his hunts of the past.

War.

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

“Love you too Morningstar.” Sarcasm at its finest. “Go back to your nest.”

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

Whips his head about to face him, finger pointing at him as he flares.

“Don’t you dare! You already fucked up once!”

[Castiel @Wingd_Curiosity]

“I’ve been trying to bring Crowley back for you…”

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

Is still ignoring him. As grateful as he is for the gesture of finding a suitable vessel, and bringing him back.

The vessel is still his son.

[Castiel @Wingd_Curiosity]

I’m sorry Robert! How was I supposed to know James was your son? I don’t know how many times I can apologize!

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

“An he’d be right. Cas was under strict instructions to keep this quiet.”

He takes his ball cap off and runs his fingers through almost shoulder length hair.

“Damn Idjit may of done more damage than we initially thought. But it worked in bringing me back.”

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

“We have lost far too many because of it.” He tries not to look sad.

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

He /didn’t/ jump. At all.

“A little warning!”

He closes the book he was looking through and looks at @RIGHTEOUSVICE

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

“There is a reason why we don’t. Most non-humans will turn on you the moment we are no longer useful, at least in my long experience.” He lets out a sigh.

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

“Ya should, cause there is very few people, or… other beings? I actually trust.”

He isn’t quite sure how to classify Gabriel, he isn’t the usual creature he hunts.

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

Puts a hand over his mouth. He hadn’t been aware of any of this.

“I am going to hang you by your balls, Cas!”

[Castiel @Wingd_Curiosity]

“Jack put everything back to normal, meant you were dead. I put your soul into your recently deceased sons body. If you recall that woman at the concert…”

[Bobby Singer @DealWithIdjits]

Thanks to @wingd_curiosity he is back, albeit younger, but at least he ain’t dead.

Hardly his fault the vessel is younger, stares at Cas.