02 / video - WARNINGS FOR GORE, and Lucifer not giving any warnings for gore

[dissemble]

Now before I say anything, I want to remind you all not to shoot the messenger.

[Yes, Wonderland, the angel of light is still amongst you- and is making a rare video appearance on the network. Reasons for this will soon become apparent.]

Dean and I never saw eye to eye, but really-

[He pans the camera around as he speaks and...

Squeamish viewers will want to look away.

Apparently what is on your screen is Dean Winchester. It may be hard to tell, unless you are intimately acquainted with his internal organs.

There is a body strapped upright to a mirror in the ballroom, buck-ass nude and with all its inner parts on display. (ooc: that second link is to a drawing of a pig dissected.) The body has been carefully dissected, and the organs carefully pinned in place so that nothing will fall out. Well. Not all of organs, if you look closely. There's a small gap where the spleen should be.

Others have been relocated. The body is eyeless (they're on a chair in front of Dean) and thumbless (they're down the throat). The lack of blood indicates that someone has taken the time to drain Dean of all blood before setting him up here.

Lucifer doesn't seem to mind sharing all this with the network without a warning. One part of a human is the same as another, right?

Instead of sounding pleased - as one might expect from a being who would like to end all humans - his voice sounds resigned.] I suppose this is humanity for you.

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[justrunsasaloon]

Cover him at least. Please. I'll come get him.

[ Ow, ow, ow, OW. OW. She loves that dumbass boy. ]

[dissemble]

[Someone does not cover him.]

Bring a bag. Or two or three.

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[ofletters]

[ If this were a normal case, Sam would have a pretty good idea of what happened. They'd been looking into a serial killer and Dean-- Dean turns up like this. If this were a normal case, Sam would be sympathetic, but smart. Composed. Diligent.

He may be a little bit of each of those things, but he's mostly just mad. ]

Hell's gonna look like Club Med once I'm done with you.

[ Hey, how's it going? It's been a while. ]

"Don't shoot the messenger" my ass.

[ Lucifer's seen Sam angry, but not this angry, not in recent history. ]

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[dissemble]

[Lucifer does not seem to mind that anger.]

Sam- [His voice is gentle.] I'm sorry you had to see that without any warning.

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[wordvomit]

[The facts are these: the Pie Maker was minding his own business in the eighth floor diner, grinding another cup of flour onto his marble slab to prepare his pie dough, when he felt a sudden draft. It was a draft he had felt before, on more than one occasion, and before he could put two and two together (or six, six, and six would be more apropos), he found himself clutching a lump of raw dough in front of a familiar face.

Teleporting.

That's...new.]

Lucifer.

[It isn't accusatory, but Ned's mouth twitches and he looks distinctly uncomfortable. For this reason, his gaze wanders.]

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[wordvomit]

You can always just come to the dineWHOA.

[He drops the dough.

Dean - his name is Dean, isn't it? the Pie Enthusiast? - is strung up and splayed out like a dissected frog from a grade school science class. Ned feels the bile rising in his throat and he gamely swallows it down.]

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[samlicker81]

[ becky wants to look away. really, she does. but she can't. she can't because it's dean up there and — she never knew anyone could do something so horrible, so precisely macabre. she's read about enough supernatural creatures to know that only someone human could have done this. monsters are messy. even the more intelligent ones leave a mess.

but this... this is too neat. it's almost like art. and that's what disturbs her the most. not that dean is dead, because she can handle that (or so she thinks), because death isn't permanent here, right? but because this wasn't just a pointless murder or a monster out for blood — this was planned. this took time. she knows dean has a lot of enemies, but why would anyone want to do something like this?

she covers her mouth and tries not to wretch into her hand. her throat is tight and tears are welling up in her eyes. her voice sounds broken, pathetic, and desperate for this all to be some kind of sick joke. but she knows it isn't, and that's what makes it worse. ]

Dean? Who — Who did this to him? Why...?

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[dissemble]

[Unhelpfully, the video stays on Dean.]

Who could say?




[Lucifer could say. He knows exactly the man who did it. But like hell he is saying.]

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[deanlicker67]

[ shortly after the video is done broadcasting to the real network, writing begins to appear on the mirror dean is displayed on. the message is primarily for hannibal, though she doesn't know that's who did this, or even if he'll see it. but that doesn't matter. all that matters is someone murdered her dean and they will pay. she'll find a way. even if it means betraying the queen. she doesn't care about loyalty to a monarch who uses them as tools. her heart belongs to dean and only dean. ]

[camebefore]

Well.

[What else can he say. That's impressive to say the least. Could have done without the nudity, but there's something to the rest of it.]

That it is. I suppose your kind don't do things like that?

[dissemble]

Only creatures of flesh put this much importance on it.

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[nascensibility]

Oh my God.

[There are some things you just don't anticipate waking up to in the morning, dead bodies being one of them. Evelyn never saw eye to eye with Dean either (because he is something of a dreadful nuisance), but she would never- could never imagine anything like this being done to him for any good reason.

Distantly, she feels as though this horrific tableau - an isolated incident, not unlike the one that took place in the library - is making a statement much the same way Jesse's had. There's no question that Dean has enemies, that he bothers people (herself included).]

What- What happened?

[She's also unsure as to whether or not she can take this man's presence at face value, if there isn't something he's hiding, but in fairness she would have been awfully offended if people thought she had been the one to kill Jesse when she was unlucky enough to find the body.]

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[dissemble]

[Unhelpfully still showing Dean.]

He died.

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[oversight]

[ Blake is just going to... very heartily pretend he's got it together. I mean, it's not like Dean Winchester isn't used to death by now, right? Then again, as used to death as the hunter might be, John's fairly certain he'll never get used to losing people he cares about (even if the last conversation he had with Dean ended with more "fuck yous" than Blake's bothered tossing out in a very, very long time).

When he appears on video, he's working through a tight jaw, but he's mostly interested in talking business. For as close as he could have been to this, time has given him some distance from the eldest Winchester that should prove invaluable in not falling completely apart. ]

Is— Is someone lookin' at the body? Takin' down information 'bout the crime scene? [ He hesitates. ] Someone needs to do that before he's moved...

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[dissemble]

[Lucifer's part of the video is still pointed in the direction of Dean.]

You'll have to take that up with Ellen. She's sounding a little possessive over the body.

[He has already inspected the body and come to his own conclusions about what happened.]

You knew him?

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[seekinghome]

::Both he and Sam agreed that he should leave Lucifer A-L-O-N-E, but Ed couldn't resist this one. He's pale but holding it together, because this isn't the worst thing he's ever seen. That would be what he and his brother made the night they tried to bring their mother back.::

Thanks for the warning. Good job. Maybe I'll get to my brother before he sees this.

::Sorry Lucifer, you're dealing with Dean-lite. Feel free to ask yourself why.::

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[dissemble]

[Lucifer has finally turned the camera off.]

Is it the reminder of your fragile bodies or the death itself that scares you all so much?

[Video]

[lightgunhustler]

[Jo immediately drops the phone the moment she gets a good look.

It takes a few seconds, but she swallows hard and fumbles for it, struggling to keep the phone steady in her hands despite their shaking. She's seen a lot of awful things, both in this place and out of it, and it's not even the first time she's seen Dean die a gruesome death in Wonderland-- but there's something so perverse about the way that he's been displayed. It turns her stomach, even as her heart sinks into its very pit.]

Who--

[As if Lucifer would know, even if she finished that question. As if he would care.]

We can't leave him on display like that. ... it's not right.

[A beat.]

His family will take care of it.

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[dissemble]

I think there are a few people who want to look at him first.

[Lucifer's turned off the video feed. Also he has no interest in what actually happens to the bag of flesh now.]

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[onsilksheets]

[Bela and Dean were by no means friends but he didn't deserve this. It was too brutal for words. It reminds her of what happened to Jesse, leading Bela to think that it was the same person who was responsible.]

You didn't have to show us that.

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[dissemble]

[He could play innocent, but...]

Death comes to all of you, Bella. More than once, here.

[audio]

[thepointisdolphins]

[Under normal circumstances, which is to say, if this were the Lucifer from back home, Crowley wouldn't suspect Lucifer for a second. It really just isn't his style--humans are the ones who are creative enough to leave a dissected human corpse on display somewhere.]

[Buuuuut, this is a foreign Lucifer with very strange ideas and a weird obsession with the Winchesters, so Crowley's honestly not sure whether this Lucifer would get up to this kind of shit or not.]

[He can't just ask outright, though. I mean, it's Lucifer. Sort of his boss. Also the guy terrifies him, as he rightly should. So Crowley has to be subtle about it.]

Humans really are rather creative when it comes to this sort of thing, aren't they? I wonder which one of them did this.

[He doesn't really think it's Lucifer--he thinks it's the serial killer who killed Jesse, Clarisse, and possibly Duke Buckingham--but he needs to be sure.]

[audio]

[dissemble]

Does it matter?

[You disloyal little demon. It shouldn't matter whether Lucifer did this or not. He is Lucifer and you are a demon. That is how things are.]

[Video]

[widows_kiss]

[ Well. That wasn't what she'd expected to see when she opened up this broadcast.

Natasha doesn't react with the same horror as many of the others. She's seen worse, although this rates fairly high up there. Instead, she studies what's been done with a clinical eye, serious and detached, assessing.

A message, perhaps? Or there's someone just seriously fucked up enough here to enjoy their craft and want their work on display afterwards. She doesn't know the man strung up and exposed enough to risk a guess at more at the moment.]

Not all of humanity. [She feels a need to point this out, although if this is a representation of any humanity, it's already too much.] So that's Dean, huh?

[Voice]

[dissemble]

That's him. [Lucifer has turned off his video feed.

He corrects himself.] Most of him.

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[likesimpossible]

[ The Doctor's seen death before, and he knows it doesn't matter whether he knew the person in question or not. This display is, in a word, horrifying, and when he responds to Lucifer's announcement, his expression is nothing btut grim. ]

What are you planning on doing with him?

[ Earlier responses mean someone's going to wind up taking care of things, but still, he asks the question anyway. ]

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[dissemble]

With Dean? Nothing.

[Lucifer sounds a little offended that you would think he'd have any interest in a sack of meat.]

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[sheriffwolf]

[The video came on while Bigby was dressing, deciding it was time he venture out of his room now that his stomach had healed. The skin was still tender and he had to be careful not to do too much or risk tearing the newly formed flesh but he was growing stir crazy and needed to get out. When the video flashed on and he saw the gore, he finished dressing quickly. A murder had happened on his watch. Fuck if he was going to let another bastard get away.

This was his job and he was going to do it.

He finished buttoning his shirt and putting his tie on before picking up the black device, hitting the buttons that would connect him to the person who made the video.]

This is Sheriff Wolf. Don't touch the body and watch where you are walking. What room are you in?

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[dissemble]

[The video pans. Looks like the ballroom.]

And who are you?

[action]

[freewill]

[There are times when Castiel's lack of fastidiousness with checking his phone works against him, and this would be one example.

By the time that he sees the message, hours have passed since it was originally broadcast. That doesn't lighten the blow much. Castiel happens to be one of the few people who's familiar with Dean's insides. He'd rebuilt his entire body from the ground up when he'd dragged him from Hell, and so it only takes a single look to recognize his friend.

They've barely been speaking, for reasons that seem so unimportant now.

Castiel tracks Lucifer down, wherever he's decided to locate himself in the aftermath of the announcement. One of Dean's family has no doubt taken the body already, but Castiel can hear about that later.

He stands before Lucifer, for once not keeping any sort of distance between them. Castiel's face is tight from repressed emotion. He won't let Lucifer glimpse any kind of weakness.]

Who's responsible for this?

[action]

[dissemble]

[Lucifer does not seem in the slightest put out that his immediate vicinity now contains a Castiel.]

I hear there's a serial killer on the loose.