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Date: 2011-08-12 01:09 am (UTC)Because I am nothing if not predictable. ^_^
AND you've got a side story on the way. you lucky lucky duck :DDDD
Date: 2011-08-12 01:20 am (UTC)1) Most boring bit first: My headcanon is that Dean is actually part of a bloodline that's not just a vessel bloodline but one of mutability. Meaning, not everyone can be a vessel, a vampire, Death and a god -- he has some really remarkable DNA going on, and he is basically The Empty Vessel that the whole universe is trying to bend to its will.
2) Originally, the story had the title "Potential," and I was going to go really deep into the mythology behind how it was that Gabriel could be an archetype that was alive although him as a person was technically dead. I actually kept the original opening to the fic, which was very Wheel of Time-y --
At the beginning of the world, there were no gods or humans. There were no planets or stars. There was not even space. There was the absence of anything, a hole where the universe ought to be. But from holes, from the absence of things, springs potential. And potential is never content untapped.
So Potential bred.
Potential's first children were Matter, Thought, and Purpose. Matter gave birth to Things. Places, and Creatures. They became planets and stars, plants and animals, people and tools, and everything that can be held or located or drawn on paper or seen through lenses. Everything with weight, everything that has existence.
Thought gave birth to Life and Death, to Time and Energy. Thought's children turned Matter's children from dumb constructs to objects with attributes, gave them names and locations in the universe. Crafted their beginnings and ends, tied them to eras and geological ages. Created order and finality.
And Purpose, the freewheeling baby of the universe's origins, created Destiny and Will. Stories. Priorities. Importance. And Purpose also created Victory and Defeat, Fulfillment and Despondence, and as a last thought, Irony and Humor. Purpose's children gave meaning to the things that Matter had spawned and the thoughts that drove them. And Purpose divided up gods and monsters, angels and demons and humans, pitted them against each other, drove them to alliances, and left some as outliers, as hybrids, there to put the lie to the rest of them.
The Trickster was one such outlier. Both and angel and a monster, driven to finally take the side of humans, he laughed at destiny and provided the key to thwarting Destiny.
And when he died, there was a hole left in the world.
But from holes, from the absence of things, springs potential. And potential will always breed.
And #3 needs a separate comment...
Re: AND you've got a side story on the way. you lucky lucky duck :DDDD
Date: 2011-08-12 01:20 am (UTC)So they're now in suits. In black suits with ties, brandishing FBI badges, standing in front of a police station. Somehow, when Dean thought of learning to become a Trickster, he never imagined this. "How is this any different from what I usually do?" he asks as they walk up the steps, Gabriel practically the Anti-Sam beside him, and open the doors to the station.
"It isn't, yet," Gabriel responds. "You don't get the mind-reading and the other mumbo-jumbo until you earn your stripes. Red tape, I know. Eventually we won't have to go through this rigga-ma-role. But until then, we have to find the bad guys the old-fashioned way."
"So I'm doing my old job." Dean huffs.
"Not quite." Gabriel tilts his head and smiles. "It's just finding the bad guys that's the same. The difference is in what you do with 'em."
"May I help you gentlemen?" interrupts a sour-faced, stout policeman with a handlebar mustache.
Dean starts to speak, but Gabriel's already there. "Hi there, officer! This is Agent Marx, I'm Agent Keaton."
"Dude," Dean mutters, "that's so lame."
"You've got your rock bands, I've got my comedians," Gabriel hisses out the side of his mouth. Louder, he goes on. "We're interested in a case of yours. The Marcus Beale murder?"
Handlebar Mustache puffs air out his mouth that bristles his mustache like a cat's back. "Well, I don't know what the feds care about that case. It's pretty open-and-shut."
"Not so sure it is. You have the suspect in custody?"
"Yeah. Repeat offender, violent crime. No surprises."
Dean glances at Gabriel.
This is the most serious Dean thinks he's ever seen Gabriel. He's got this case -- which he didn't bother briefing Dean on beforehand -- all figured out, and after witnessing a couple of pointed questions at the policeman Dean figures it out too. The guy called 911 from his phone call, described his attacker perfectly, then got his ass shot to death. Only problem was, the GPS on the call didn't come from the location of the attack. So someone was impersonating him and setting up the suspect who was now in custody, all in once.
"But our guy has to have known Marcus," Dean muses, "because he got his hands on his phone. So what, he steals his phone, shoots him, then takes the time to set up some other dude? How--"
"How indeed." Gabriel's sticking around looking horribly cryptic.
Dean frowns. "Why are you putting me through this? You wouldn't bring up this case if you didn't already know who did it."
Gabriel stares blankly a minute. "Would you believe me if I said I just liked the sight of you in a suit?" he finally says.
"No."
"All right, fine." Gabriel grumbles.
"Blah, blah, blah," Gabriel announces. "I'll help you out. He's a lawyer, he'works in a firm uptown, he was also running a stolen electronics operation, Marcus was a bit player in the operation, close to squealing to the cops on it. But Lawyer boys's middleman had also screwed him out of a profit recently, so he got them both out of the way. CSI over. Now, how shall we get him back?"
Apparently Gabriel's seriousness is not a long-lived phenomenon. Dean crosses his arms."I shoulda known you'd already done the legwork. How else would you know it was a case worthy of a Trickster?"
"So let me get this straight. He murdered this guy... over his I-Thingy?"
"App envy. It's very sad."
"So how do you give a guy like that poetic justice?"
"That, padawan, is your decision."
"I dunno, drop apples on hishead? Make him allergic to silicon? Have Steve Jobs beat the crap out of him?"
"Think deeper. And... think more fun."
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"Just deserts? There's an app for that."
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Re: AND you've got a side story on the way. you lucky lucky duck :DDDD
Date: 2011-08-12 01:28 am (UTC)#2 - OMG SO GORGEOUS. *___*
#1 is not boring at ALL. I really, really love the idea of that, and damn, it makes SENSE!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE this 'verse is so much my happy place. ♥ ♥ ♥
Re: AND you've got a side story on the way. you lucky lucky duck :DDDD
Date: 2011-08-12 01:31 am (UTC)Re: AND you've got a side story on the way. you lucky lucky duck :DDDD
Date: 2011-08-14 02:23 pm (UTC)Re: AND you've got a side story on the way. you lucky lucky duck :DDDD
Date: 2011-08-15 01:33 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-08-12 01:11 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-08-12 01:58 am (UTC)2) This is the layout to the Baking Angel in my head:
3) Oh god did I fuck around with everything in the later chapters. I rewrote and reordered EVERYTHING. I storyboarded crap like crazy. In fact, there is a scene between Castiel and Gabriel that I actually couldn't write without drawing doujinshi them as female versions speaking in Japanese:
Femme!Cas: "You're wrong, you're wrong, big sister. These kids were--"
Femme:Gabe: "Chosen by God."
F!C: "And what about me? Even if I'm sacrificed?"
F!G: "That would be your own choice, Castiel. Don't act like it's my fault!
F!C: "You're the one who told me, big sister. That I should spend more time with Dean. Thank you for saying that. That's why I was able to fall this much in love with him."
F!C: "Destiny is inevitable, right? So it was destiny that I feel in love with him. So please.. Please a little longer..."
F!C: "Please."
And now I think maybe this scene didn't end up in the completed fic, but hey, there's a deleted scene for you!!! XD
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Date: 2011-08-12 02:02 am (UTC)Sorry I'm so sleep-stupid and and med-stupid.
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Date: 2011-08-12 02:06 am (UTC)