011 + DO NOT LET THE SUN GO DOWN ON YOUR ANGER [VIDEO]

[trenchcoatedly]

[Observe: one VERY affected Castiel. That usually passive face? A sulk. The epic sulk of a teenager who hasn't gotten what he wanted, as a matter of fact.]

Okay, look, boat.

Here's something that like, ticks me off. A lot. Seriously, a super lot.

Everyone just buys the whole multidimensional boat thing. That's totally sensible! Like, makes absolutely perfect sense! Seriously! No one ever like, questions this? I mean, to makes perfect sense. But I'm a cosmic being. Millenia old. Could squash you all like bugs. So this kind of thing, it's like, you know, whatever.

But! The fact that I'm an angel - oh, that's the unlikely part. Come on, really?! You can suspend your middling human disbelief in, like, "multidimensional boat" but "messenger of God" is what gets you? Seriously, how does that even make any sense? Half of you already believe in God! So believing in me should be easy! But no, not for me. I have to prove myself. And then half of you don't believe me anyway!

None of you understand me.

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[impure_tale]

An angel?

[marshal_art]

[Oh, hello, Castiel. Have a bitch!Art.]

That's because multidimensional boats can be explained by science. Angels can't. Some folks have trouble with faith.

Of course, some folks have trouble with basic math, too, so what do you expect?

[notafuckingnut]

I think it's the wings that throw 'em, actually.

...That and it's easier to accept a boat in space when you're actually on it and you can see space? Crazy fucks say they're angels all the time.

...Just sayin'.

[Just LOOK at this reasonable motherfucker over here. Your inmate, Cas? SUPER-SANE. And is probably well-acquainted with your dejection, which would explain the "oh fuck, not this again..." underlying things.]

[trenchcoatedly]

Well, why don't you just like, tell me about how you can explain this multidimensional boat with science? You can, all right. But that's like quantum equations and string theory and particle dynamics and that's not a lot of humans that figure that out.

Some people are so stupid. And doubters. Stupid doubters.

[trenchcoatedly]

Right!

See, was that so hard?!

GDI Marquis :|

[impure_tale]

I do not believe so. Was it?

[trenchcoatedly]

Oh, so if I had wings, that would be it? All messengers of God have to have wings? Do you realize what would even happen if you like, saw my wings? Your eyes would melt out of your sockets. Is that what you want? Do I really have to go around blinding people to prove myself? That seems like, you know, a lot of effort.

lol this thread.

[trenchcoatedly]

Well, I believe I'm an angel! Because I KNOW I'M AN ANGEL. It's not my fault if you can't use your eyes to see that's like, right in front of you!

It was easy for me, at least. Because I am sensible.

[marshal_art]

Well, I didn't say I understood it. I just know it can be explained.

And correct me if I'm wrong but faith isn't supposed to be easy. If it was, every idiot would believe.

[trenchcoatedly]

Uh, you say it like that would be a bad thing. That would be, like, the most amazing thing in the world if everyone believed. Could you imagine just how great that would be? It would be flawless.

[impure_tale]

No, I think I see it!

[notafuckingnut]

Hey, as long as you're not blinding me? Go wild, what do I care? Blind the Admiral, maybe I'd get to go home sooner.

[trenchcoatedly]

Good! See! That wasn't so hard. This means you are sensible too. I told you this all made perfect sense.

[maybebatman]

What lame excuse for a god would hire your sorry ass?

TELL ME WHAT TO THINK, SHINY DIVINE CREATURE

[impure_tale]

It truly does!

[trenchcoatedly]

Uh, not that I'm not entirely opposed to that, but, like, I think the Admiral sucks at driving enough.

Plus, like, I don't really think the Admiral is an actual person, so I don't know if you can blind him. Also, he's probably not human so maybe he could, you know, see my wings. Which are really beautiful. Too beautiful for human eyes, actually. That's the problem, really.

[marshal_art]

Great? Far as I can tell, that just means heaven will be full of idiots. I don't want to spend an eternity with a bunch of idiots. I get enough of that in this life.

[trenchcoatedly]

Well, my God kind of sucks sometimes, you know. So I guess this one. Because he just got up and left! And expected us to just figure it out! And humanity to figure it out! So, you know, it's not my fault we all got screwed up, right? It's his! If he was just keeping an eye out, all of these messes wouldn't have, like, happened, you know?

And not that humanity isn't great and all, seriously, but you guys get really confused, really fast, really easy. So I guess the lame excuse for a God is my dad.

But seriously, don't talk crap on him. Because he's my dad. And that is not okay. Totally, definitely, not okay.

[notafuckingnut]

You know how arrogant that sounds, right? They're wings. Birds have wings, and people don't go blind from them. I'm not sure how your wings could be any better.

GOD IS GREAT, DOOFUS!

[trenchcoatedly]

I guess that makes us cool.

[trenchcoatedly]

Well, at least where I'm from, you know, heaven's a solitary place. So you, like, you don't have to deal with any of the idiots. Big plus.

[trenchcoatedly]

Because my wings are made out of pure angelic grace and the gifts of God, duh. Angel, remember? We like, just covered this about ten seconds ago. Try to keep up, here.

Bird wings are made out of feathers.

[impure_tale]

I'm delighted to hear it.

[notafuckingnut]

...Like girls are made of sugar and spice and boys are made out of slugs and snails? Come on.

[marshal_art]

Is that just for angels? 'Cause I seem to remember a promise of seeing my loved ones again. I just don't want to see the idiot ones.