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?

[trenchcoatedly]

Right!

See, was that so hard?!

[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?

[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.

[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]

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.

[maybebatman]

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

[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.

[nolongerhollow]

Castiel, come now. It is all right. People will come around. Many have come around to the fact that I have given up wickedness; they just need more time to see the light of your Grace. That's all. It will work out.

At any rate, I always believed, and not just because of the sting. You're the only being I could bring myself to trust to help me. Do I not burn my throat in my eagerness to speak to you of things I once despised?

Dracula himself would bend knee with you because you are both angel and a decent and compassionate being. That is not a small thing!

[trenchcoatedly]

Dracula, my man, my problem's not with you. I know you are a sensible guy. We're like this.

[He crosses his index finger and middle finger to indicate.]

But like, all these other people, that's what gets me. Like, seriously. What gives?

[umgekehrt]

I'm so sorry, Castiel. But organized religion-- ah it hurts my heart. It reminds me- of him.

[Swoony sigh. Dramatic wall lean.]

[trenchcoatedly]

You have a lover, back home? That's so, like... sweet. Did he, you know, pass on?

[timesbureaucrat]

I am not human. And for your information, I "buy" the existence of a multidimensional ship because I own a multidimensional ship myself. For that matter, there's not a single thing I've seen the Admiral do that the Time Lords are not quite capable of replicating, from interdimensional travel to resurrection.

I accept that you're a cosmic being, millennia old. But that description could also be applied to my old colleague Chancellor Valyes and he was a complete bore. Age and origin do not impress me.

I could also accept that you possess some extraordinary abilities, similar to an Eternal or a Guardian. But these are understood within the realm of science. I do not accept that you are a supernatural being serving a supernatural god. A powerful alien, perhaps, but there's nothing divine or angelic about that. Dupe the apes if you like, but I'm not fooled.

[trenchcoatedly]

But why? Why can't you accept that, you know, in a theoretically endless number of universes, God exists. And his messengers. And his enemies. It is at least, you know, a possibility. I'm just saying, you know, it seems stupid to automatically rule the supernatural out. Science is great, don't get me wrong. I love science. And the jumps humanity and other species have made it in awes me.

What can I do to prove to you that I am what I say I am? What can I do to prove to you my father made me as I am? WHy will you not believe me? Will you continually assume that I maintain this imagine to deceive? Have you no faith?

[washerlocket]

There's no need to be a prat about it.

[trenchcoatedly]

They started it, ok?

[technophilic]

Neither of them really make sense to me apart from what I've read in books. But I don't really worry about it because it's boring to thing about. Too simple.

[trenchcoatedly]

It just peeves me that, like, people are calling me a liar. And, you know, I'm not a liar. I am not a liar.

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[surfaceshine]

[Dean isn't sure what to make of you, Castiel, but he doesn't exactly dislike you. Have a really, really uncomfortable expression - halfway between insult, confusion, and doubt.]

Look, it's not personal. There's just a lot of crazy people here, so it's pretty much easier to believe that there's one more crazy person on the crazy boat than something I've never seen any evidence of whatsoever.

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[trenchcoatedly]

I've shown you my power! I'd do it again! I have proof of what I am. I am not a liar.

[buildindreemz]

An angel, huh?

I mean, the thing with the multidimensional stuff... maybe where you come from, an 'angel' is one sort of being, but where I come from, an 'angel' is totally different?

And I don't believe in god.

[trenchcoatedly]

Well, see, that's different. I don't know what they call angels where, you know, your from. But being told I don't know what I am kind of ticks me off.

That's unfortunate, but it's your choice.

[most_feared]

Don't worry about it, I believe ya.

But I think you're probably not around where I'm from.

[trenchcoatedly]

Well, that's fine. I bet, like, you know, you aren't around where I'm from either.

But just, you know, as a note - the less angels in your life, the better, so whether you got them or not, or they're hiding up in Heaven, hope they, you know, stay there.

[darknessb4me]

I believe you...

[trenchcoatedly]

Well, because your're about two steps away from hellspawn, duh.