Sam had spent the better part of his day dealing with a post-Seahorse party headache, and vowing to never eat another gummi bear again. Now that he was feeling better, he'd ventured out of his room and gone upstairs to relax on the fourth floor. Flipping through the TV channels had gotten him two Bitterwoman reruns, some cartoons, a news show, and what looked like some sort of movie about pirates, which he quickly decided to leave on.

A few minutes later, when the female pirates started taking each others clothes off, Sam figured out that it wasn't just a pirate movie - it was pirate porn, and he allowed himself to be intrigued for a few moments before realizing that the common room was probably not the best place to watch this sort of thing.

Sam hit the remote to change the channel, and frowned when nothing happened. Smacking the remote against the table a few times and trying again didn't work either, so he got up, went over to the television, and hit the buttons on the front to change the channel. Still nothing. Getting more frantic, Sam reached around to the back of the television and pulled the power cord from the outlet. And yet, the pirate porn remained, and Sam found himself wondering if fleeing would be a viable option.

[*blames this entirely on the FH SPN fans, and Eric Kripke, for giving us Sam canon that consists of "He's afraid of porn."* Ahem. Open to all! The pirate porn is...eclectic, so feel free to have your character come in while a different kind of pair is going at it. All I ask is that if you're somehow capable of fixing the television, please don't. *g*]