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[integrity]

As everyone is delicately tip-toeing around what a few select people have figured out, let me spell it out for you, for the individuals who lack the brain cells to rub together.

It's guilt. The feelings of guilt. Decisions that you regret. Things you've done that you wish you could have done differently. That is what is causing you all to be so sick, why certain people are targeted and certain people are supposedly immune.

If anything, you should stop feeling sorry for yourselves and start wondering why, exactly, some people are so healthy. Those are probably the people you should be watching warily -- because I doubt they're all saints.

In other news, Castiel is in a coma, which I'm sure is a grand surprise to all that know him and have connected piece A with piece B. Stop texting him and calling him. I'm going to feed the NV to my dog shortly if it keeps going off.

The first person to suggest that I take him to a hospital will have their throat cut.

Continue panicking at your leisure. I am going to return to my work.

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[arealgem]

Oh wow when did he go off into coma land?

[integrity]

When Dean Winchester died.

[Crowley kinda pushed Dean over the edge.

He doesn't really feel all that bad.]

[arealgem]

you could just do him a favor and smother him with a pillow. maybe he'd come back better.

[integrity]

He doesn't have to breathe. That's the aggravating part. Smothering him is useless.

[arealgem]

can't you think of any other way to murder an angel? i know you're creative crowley. we could use him being better right now.

i mean if you have some sort of hang up over killing your boyfriend i could do it for you. for the record.

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[motioned]

[It's a few hours after the post that she's coherent long enough to resound. She figures it makes sense, in her case, but all of her friends with the illness are amazing people - she has to wonder what they'd be guilty about.]

how do you know

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[integrity]

A fever induced theory in combination with an associate of mine that was perfectly fine until someone made her feel terrible for one of her more recent decisions. She is currently bedridden.

[integrity]

I know plenty of ways to kill an angel, but none are going to be used against him.

Besides, what could he do? Heal us? It would probably kill us.

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[motioned]

but guilt isn't a germ or anything like that

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[guerrilla_morph]

so all sociopaths are immune

now there is less reason to go to the hospital

[arealgem]

and if he killed us and we came back better too there wouldn't be any more problems. but otherwise i figured he could play nurse?

all i know is this couldn't possibly get any worse for any of us. it isnt like dying is permanent here

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[endlesswitch]

Well done, well done. I trust that you have figured this out quickly enough though, hmm?

[learnyourplace]

[Damn it, Castiel. Are you trying to make her feel horrible? Even your decisions while comatose suck: you're leaving your comatose body in Crowley's care? Idiot.

... Everyone's an idiot. She's an idiot for answering this.]

If he does not recover, I am holding you responsible.

[Not that she cares about Castiel or anything. No. It's the principle of the matter.]

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[in_a_dark_wood]

How do you know that?

[paterelohim]

I wonder how many people will get worse from knowing this.

[integrity]

If I fall into a coma because he doesn't recover because you assigned me responsibility, my dog is going to rip out your vessel's organs and feast on your wings.

Fuck off, feathers. I don't have time for your brainless idiocy today.

[learnyourplace]

If you fell into a coma, I would rejoice. You should be wallowing in guilt.

[pause] I hope you feel guilt over threatening me.

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[southernreaper]

[Oh, hello Crowley. Remember that sweet southern boy with the dog? He's baaaaack ~]

There has to be something more to it.

[Because, seriously. He's guilty as hell.]

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[integrity]

Cheers, there isn't.

[integrity]

No, actually, I feel a lot better after threatening you. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

I hope you feel guilty over attempting to stab your brother instead of using your words.

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[integrity]

Guilt is what makes you susceptible. It's not the disease itself.

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[integrity]

Essentially. Or nuns.

You never know.

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[integrity]

You assume he'd even be able to kill us. You, he'd definitely kill you, he hates you, but I am an entirely different story.

And death here is hardly an enjoyable experience.

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[integrity]

I was the top of my class.

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[integrity]

A fevered theory stepped in something stupid fueled by analysis of who, exactly, is ill. Plus an associate of mine was perfectly fine until someone made her feel horrendously guilty over a recent decision. Now she's bedridden and unable to move.