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Angel Vicky As sweet as Angel Cake
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Full Name: Variel
Age: Actual age over 2000; looks 22-25.
Species: Angel.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Heterosexual.
Appearance: Long wavy golden-brown hair to her waist. Height 5'3”, weight 130lbs, average muscle mass for a toned female of that height, not overly muscled. She has curvy hips, modest breast size. Blue eyes that seem to glow as bright as the stars. Very fair skin and a smooth complexion.
(this is not a faceclaim, it is only a concept to how she looks)
Personality: Kind and warm hearted but can be deadly serious in her resolve. She wields a righteous fury like no other common Angel. She is a sorrowful and lonely angel and wants nothing more than companionship. She is fiercely loyal and devoted to Heaven and her kin. She is protective of mortals as she is duty bound to Gabriel. Beautiful singing voice and a graceful demeanour. And she loves nothing more than to dance.
Backstory: Variel is a songstress and messenger in Heaven. Under Raphael's command, as 3rd tier defence rank. She is his best messenger and healer on the field and as such had earned her place as Raphael's Left Hand. Variel is widely admired amongst the Hierarchy for her beautiful voice.
Once Raphael was a kind and gentle Archangel, he was left inconsolable after his brother Gabriel left Heaven, but Variel provided him some small comfort as she was like a daughter to him. He had helped to create her in his image – a graceful, beautiful soul with the fiery heart of justice. Variel questioned everything, whereas most would just obey without thinking; she had a spirit that often caused her trouble.
Over time, Raphael became bitter and twisted towards God’s order of bowing down to mortals. Perhaps it was jealousy. Variel became increasingly concerned of Michael and Raphael’s growing wrath. Until Raphael finally let her into his plans – he wanted the Apocalypse to befall the Earth, he wanted to set Lucifer loose upon the world. And he wanted Variel to see it that the last seals were broken. Variel was so shocked by Heaven’s plan and refused to co-operate – Lucifer would kill them all, angels, mortals and archangels alike. How could Raphael condone such an act? She had no choice but to run away from Heaven to find Gabriel. He was the only one who could stop this madness now. And if no-one else would help the mortals, then she would. She had always been loyal to God’s word and so, as Gabriel did, extended her love to humanity. She has to stop the seals being broken by any means necessary…
Extra: Her powers: Healing, Telepathy, Can conjure her weapon out of thin air, Angel Wings for flight and the usual super-human strength, endurance and speed that Angels possess. She can keep up with demi-gods, vampires and demons but she is outmatched by an Arch Angel.
Her weapon is a holy sword called the Seven Blades of Heaven, passed down to her by Raphael to aid her difficult task. This sword transmutes into a bow for long range combat to fire holy arrows.
Age: Actual age over 2000; looks 22-25.
Species: Angel.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Heterosexual.
Appearance: Long wavy golden-brown hair to her waist. Height 5'3”, weight 130lbs, average muscle mass for a toned female of that height, not overly muscled. She has curvy hips, modest breast size. Blue eyes that seem to glow as bright as the stars. Very fair skin and a smooth complexion.
(this is not a faceclaim, it is only a concept to how she looks)
Personality: Kind and warm hearted but can be deadly serious in her resolve. She wields a righteous fury like no other common Angel. She is a sorrowful and lonely angel and wants nothing more than companionship. She is fiercely loyal and devoted to Heaven and her kin. She is protective of mortals as she is duty bound to Gabriel. Beautiful singing voice and a graceful demeanour. And she loves nothing more than to dance.
Backstory: Variel is a songstress and messenger in Heaven. Under Raphael's command, as 3rd tier defence rank. She is his best messenger and healer on the field and as such had earned her place as Raphael's Left Hand. Variel is widely admired amongst the Hierarchy for her beautiful voice.
Once Raphael was a kind and gentle Archangel, he was left inconsolable after his brother Gabriel left Heaven, but Variel provided him some small comfort as she was like a daughter to him. He had helped to create her in his image – a graceful, beautiful soul with the fiery heart of justice. Variel questioned everything, whereas most would just obey without thinking; she had a spirit that often caused her trouble.
Over time, Raphael became bitter and twisted towards God’s order of bowing down to mortals. Perhaps it was jealousy. Variel became increasingly concerned of Michael and Raphael’s growing wrath. Until Raphael finally let her into his plans – he wanted the Apocalypse to befall the Earth, he wanted to set Lucifer loose upon the world. And he wanted Variel to see it that the last seals were broken. Variel was so shocked by Heaven’s plan and refused to co-operate – Lucifer would kill them all, angels, mortals and archangels alike. How could Raphael condone such an act? She had no choice but to run away from Heaven to find Gabriel. He was the only one who could stop this madness now. And if no-one else would help the mortals, then she would. She had always been loyal to God’s word and so, as Gabriel did, extended her love to humanity. She has to stop the seals being broken by any means necessary…
Extra: Her powers: Healing, Telepathy, Can conjure her weapon out of thin air, Angel Wings for flight and the usual super-human strength, endurance and speed that Angels possess. She can keep up with demi-gods, vampires and demons but she is outmatched by an Arch Angel.
Her weapon is a holy sword called the Seven Blades of Heaven, passed down to her by Raphael to aid her difficult task. This sword transmutes into a bow for long range combat to fire holy arrows.
MsMellow Aim2MsBehave
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Mia Castillo: Relic and Ancient Artifact thief and black market dealer, has a vast network of hunters among other things at her disposal. She is starting to lean toward feeling more compassionate about the fight for the seals, however, and re-thinking her way of life and has become choosier of what type of client she will work for nowadays because of the impending apocalypse and what that could mean for her and the rest of the world.
Age: 23
Species:Human
Gender:Female
Sexuality:bi-sexual
Appearance: 5' 11, Curly brown hair with subtle natural highlights that is shaved on both sides, mostly worn down but in the occasional mow-hawk if she ever has down time, which doesn't happen often. She is a little thicker than an average girl, voluptuous one might say. She has gold-brown eyes with a green rim around the iris. She is medium complexion, being half Spanish. When she gets the rare occasion to dress as herself she is in band t-shirts and ripped jeans with converse, otherwise she is in any manner of disguise to suit her needs.
Personality: Sarcastic, and a bit of a lone wolf who has a problem working with others unless there's an angle involved in which she profits from(until recently). Despite her cold exterior, Mia is a compassionate soul, but she has seen enough to try and hide that from the world. She is very guarded most of the time, and has trouble letting down her walls.
Backstory: She grew up in a Foster family who was very wealthy, and home life wasn't exactly picture perfect. Her father was very cold and angry, and when home he was usually drunk. She rebelled against the world after her foster mother died and her foster father disappeared. She inherited their home and quite a bit of money after their death. After going through his things, she realized that he was into some very intriguing and mysterious businesses. She collected all of the relevant information to make herself proficient at spotting monsters and any way to profit that she could from Holy or Demonic relics. She researched quite a bit on her own, learning as much as she could about the supernatural. She began establishing contacts first from her father and then learned how to turn on the charm to collect more investors and information from the people she met- eventually making a wide network of hunters and many others. Her rolodex ran the gamut. She became quite the con-artist and makes a pretty comfortable living while knowing enough tricks to keep her out of harm’s way. She has recently begun collecting knowledge on hunting and has put down a few creatures on the way…(though quite a few times getting a trinket or two in the process)
Extra: Her alias and car change as fast as her hair does(and mostly, she's in wigs). Her preferred weapon is a pistol, though she is also proficient in throwing knives and decent in martial arts. She has begun hunting a bit solo, though she still has found a way to benefit from most of her kills so far (which are very few at this point)
Age: 23
Species:Human
Gender:Female
Sexuality:bi-sexual
Appearance: 5' 11, Curly brown hair with subtle natural highlights that is shaved on both sides, mostly worn down but in the occasional mow-hawk if she ever has down time, which doesn't happen often. She is a little thicker than an average girl, voluptuous one might say. She has gold-brown eyes with a green rim around the iris. She is medium complexion, being half Spanish. When she gets the rare occasion to dress as herself she is in band t-shirts and ripped jeans with converse, otherwise she is in any manner of disguise to suit her needs.
Personality: Sarcastic, and a bit of a lone wolf who has a problem working with others unless there's an angle involved in which she profits from(until recently). Despite her cold exterior, Mia is a compassionate soul, but she has seen enough to try and hide that from the world. She is very guarded most of the time, and has trouble letting down her walls.
Backstory: She grew up in a Foster family who was very wealthy, and home life wasn't exactly picture perfect. Her father was very cold and angry, and when home he was usually drunk. She rebelled against the world after her foster mother died and her foster father disappeared. She inherited their home and quite a bit of money after their death. After going through his things, she realized that he was into some very intriguing and mysterious businesses. She collected all of the relevant information to make herself proficient at spotting monsters and any way to profit that she could from Holy or Demonic relics. She researched quite a bit on her own, learning as much as she could about the supernatural. She began establishing contacts first from her father and then learned how to turn on the charm to collect more investors and information from the people she met- eventually making a wide network of hunters and many others. Her rolodex ran the gamut. She became quite the con-artist and makes a pretty comfortable living while knowing enough tricks to keep her out of harm’s way. She has recently begun collecting knowledge on hunting and has put down a few creatures on the way…(though quite a few times getting a trinket or two in the process)
Extra: Her alias and car change as fast as her hair does(and mostly, she's in wigs). Her preferred weapon is a pistol, though she is also proficient in throwing knives and decent in martial arts. She has begun hunting a bit solo, though she still has found a way to benefit from most of her kills so far (which are very few at this point)
ArenaSnow Devourer of Souls
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Full Name: Jackson Marlow
Age: 86, looks as though in his 30's (presently, it changes...)
Species: Shapeshifter
Gender: He forgot. He's usually male.
Sexuality: Little care for species, usually goes with females unless necessity dictates otherwise. Helps that nobody knows his real age... (did I write it above? You don't see that.)
Appearance: (this will probably change over time. I'll try to update these things as the RP moves along, but if there's a change on the spot, it will be described IC)
Presently, Jackson has taken the appearance of a random person he saw at the other end of a bar in Alabama (he decided a change was in order). He's tall, almost 6 foot, at 180 lb, with a figure that indicates some, but not extensive workout. He's definately not fat, but he isn't a mass of muscle (he prefers to take that sort of form). He has short brown hair and matching brown eyes that could almost stare into your soul (I know it's Supernatural, but don't take this literally).
Personality: Cynical, smartass-y, and second-guessing of everything he hears. Paranoia is his middle name when he's high on coffee, but usually he's a casual (too casual sometimes) kind of guy. He doesn't reveal his nature and stays away from cameras, but in every other way he blends in and sometimes does it by being a royal pain. He's the kind of guy who asks why when someone gives orders, speaks when he finds something to be stupid, and would consider an angel an overstiff nuclear bore, while second guessing whatever he (she?... it?) says. Typically he is a little reckless and would be the only guy to really piss off the most powerful being in the room, but he's careful when he needs to be. He hates hunters and thinks they can go where the sun doesn't shine right along with demons. Otherwise he doesn't mind monsters and most humans. Basically, he is a bit of a contrast to his demon-hunting background.
Backstory
Jackson Marlow was born in the dark forests of the western world (a relatively obscure part of southwest Canada). His family is unique in that it is not only a 5 generation line of shifters, it also has a few roots in hunting; odd indeed for a family of monsters. Given their irony, the older members of the family haven't done much in regards to hunting the "normal stuff" - so long as the monsters in question don't get in the way and aren't causing particular harm to people, they get off rather easily. It's ghosts and demons that they target.
As a result of a monster/hunter upbringing, Jackson is sort of the best of both worlds. He is most assuredly the kind of fellow a hunter would normally go after; and for that reason his family has few to no connections with other hunters. At the same time, he knows what takes out monsters, knows his capabilities and has a deep distaste for ghosts and demons, which are what his family hunts (demons particularly). He considers the average hunter to be a stuck up hypocrite with no life to speak of. He is again an enigma - he gets the job done when he goes after demons (in his lifetime, he has 12 chalked up), and is often busy and on the move, yet believes in living at the same time and being open minded about things. Why kill a nest of vampires if they aren't putting things out of balance?
Jackson's casual, but cautious (particularly whenever he gets a "gut feeling") nature and his ability to get along with monsters when it suits him are the keys to his survival - 86 years. Any regular hunter would count their blessings to have reached such an age, but not Jackson. He hates to associate himself with older (looking) folks, as it reminds him of how old he is. He tries to keep up with the times and act like he's under 40. That said, he has a few things to say about how the quality of certain things have declined over the years - don't get him started on appliances or cars. He seems to think both have declined over time. If he gets started on that conversation, just ask about his age.
Extra
-Expect a bit of hunter/shifter drama. After all, don't we need a little drama while the seals are being broken?
-Most weapons he is alright with. He'll flounder a bit with long things, but short ones he can use well (daggars, crowbars, whatever). Guns he isn't a great shot with... at all. A bow's arrow would go back into his face. What he is good at is dirty fighting and dealing with hunters, and a bit of knowledge on what makes a demon say "ow".
-He takes to mimicking people he doesn't like. That means in the course of the roleplay during non-mission times another roleplayer might se their own character walk in and act like an idiot, particularly hunters. Angels would probably get a comical and royally offensive mimic from him as well if he gets off to a bad start with them.
-As mentioned before, he's a bit paranoid. Sometimes that will conflict with the reckless part of his personallity. Paranoia typically wins.
-If you don't already suspect it, he is a bit of a comic relief character. Bit tired of playing the serious folks :) doing that already in another RP.
-If he can get his hands on silver, he wears gloves and smashes it as best as he can with a heavy blunt object as available. Could it be that he hates the stuff?
-If he is being hunted, and knows he can't simply shake his enemy off, he will avoid cameras at all times, and if he is identified he will give the appearance of a vampire. That bit probably won't (or shouldn't have to) come in handy this RP :)
-He would probably get along better with monsters better than anyone else in the group. In fact, he would probably get along better with a group of monsters :P
Age: 86, looks as though in his 30's (presently, it changes...)
Species: Shapeshifter
Gender: He forgot. He's usually male.
Sexuality: Little care for species, usually goes with females unless necessity dictates otherwise. Helps that nobody knows his real age... (did I write it above? You don't see that.)
Appearance: (this will probably change over time. I'll try to update these things as the RP moves along, but if there's a change on the spot, it will be described IC)
Presently, Jackson has taken the appearance of a random person he saw at the other end of a bar in Alabama (he decided a change was in order). He's tall, almost 6 foot, at 180 lb, with a figure that indicates some, but not extensive workout. He's definately not fat, but he isn't a mass of muscle (he prefers to take that sort of form). He has short brown hair and matching brown eyes that could almost stare into your soul (I know it's Supernatural, but don't take this literally).
Personality: Cynical, smartass-y, and second-guessing of everything he hears. Paranoia is his middle name when he's high on coffee, but usually he's a casual (too casual sometimes) kind of guy. He doesn't reveal his nature and stays away from cameras, but in every other way he blends in and sometimes does it by being a royal pain. He's the kind of guy who asks why when someone gives orders, speaks when he finds something to be stupid, and would consider an angel an overstiff nuclear bore, while second guessing whatever he (she?... it?) says. Typically he is a little reckless and would be the only guy to really piss off the most powerful being in the room, but he's careful when he needs to be. He hates hunters and thinks they can go where the sun doesn't shine right along with demons. Otherwise he doesn't mind monsters and most humans. Basically, he is a bit of a contrast to his demon-hunting background.
Backstory
Jackson Marlow was born in the dark forests of the western world (a relatively obscure part of southwest Canada). His family is unique in that it is not only a 5 generation line of shifters, it also has a few roots in hunting; odd indeed for a family of monsters. Given their irony, the older members of the family haven't done much in regards to hunting the "normal stuff" - so long as the monsters in question don't get in the way and aren't causing particular harm to people, they get off rather easily. It's ghosts and demons that they target.
As a result of a monster/hunter upbringing, Jackson is sort of the best of both worlds. He is most assuredly the kind of fellow a hunter would normally go after; and for that reason his family has few to no connections with other hunters. At the same time, he knows what takes out monsters, knows his capabilities and has a deep distaste for ghosts and demons, which are what his family hunts (demons particularly). He considers the average hunter to be a stuck up hypocrite with no life to speak of. He is again an enigma - he gets the job done when he goes after demons (in his lifetime, he has 12 chalked up), and is often busy and on the move, yet believes in living at the same time and being open minded about things. Why kill a nest of vampires if they aren't putting things out of balance?
Jackson's casual, but cautious (particularly whenever he gets a "gut feeling") nature and his ability to get along with monsters when it suits him are the keys to his survival - 86 years. Any regular hunter would count their blessings to have reached such an age, but not Jackson. He hates to associate himself with older (looking) folks, as it reminds him of how old he is. He tries to keep up with the times and act like he's under 40. That said, he has a few things to say about how the quality of certain things have declined over the years - don't get him started on appliances or cars. He seems to think both have declined over time. If he gets started on that conversation, just ask about his age.
Extra
-Expect a bit of hunter/shifter drama. After all, don't we need a little drama while the seals are being broken?
-Most weapons he is alright with. He'll flounder a bit with long things, but short ones he can use well (daggars, crowbars, whatever). Guns he isn't a great shot with... at all. A bow's arrow would go back into his face. What he is good at is dirty fighting and dealing with hunters, and a bit of knowledge on what makes a demon say "ow".
-He takes to mimicking people he doesn't like. That means in the course of the roleplay during non-mission times another roleplayer might se their own character walk in and act like an idiot, particularly hunters. Angels would probably get a comical and royally offensive mimic from him as well if he gets off to a bad start with them.
-As mentioned before, he's a bit paranoid. Sometimes that will conflict with the reckless part of his personallity. Paranoia typically wins.
-If you don't already suspect it, he is a bit of a comic relief character. Bit tired of playing the serious folks :) doing that already in another RP.
-If he can get his hands on silver, he wears gloves and smashes it as best as he can with a heavy blunt object as available. Could it be that he hates the stuff?
-If he is being hunted, and knows he can't simply shake his enemy off, he will avoid cameras at all times, and if he is identified he will give the appearance of a vampire. That bit probably won't (or shouldn't have to) come in handy this RP :)
-He would probably get along better with monsters better than anyone else in the group. In fact, he would probably get along better with a group of monsters :P
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MiddleEarthRoze The Ultimate Pupper
Member
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Full Name:
Rozalia “Roze” Singer
Age:
24
Species:
Human, with diluted Deity blood within her. Also, a Witch.
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Appearance:
Roze stands at about 5’7, with a slim yet curvaceous build, and toned muscles. Her heart-shaped face is in no doubt an attractive one, with a dimpled smile that can range from mischievous to flirtatious in seconds; a small, button nose; and oval shaped eyes the deep colour of cerulean, framed with long black lashes, and natural dark brows above.
Atop her head sits an often wild mess of jet black curls; when tamed, usually reaching about her mid-back.
Prior to her death and resurrection, her skin was peppered with scars and bumps from altercations in her past. However, now that she’s been brought back to life by some mysterious benefactor, the only marks upon her skin is her anti-demon-possession tattoo, sitting just at the nape of her neck; and a handprint burned upon her right shoulder. Other than that, her skin is as smooth and clear as a baby’s butt.
Thanks Hell. You do wonders for a girl’s complexion.
Personality:
On the surface, Roze appears to be a pretty easy-going friend. No matter the situation, she’s ready for a sassy quip or some kind of snarky joke – oh, and the puns. The puns are endless. As are the innuendos. Other than that, she’s both headstrong and brave, very willing to throw herself into the line of fire to protect those she cares about. Although sometimes clouded by her sarcasm, she has plenty of compassion and understanding; for those that don’t test her patience, that is.
When looking deeper, Roze is a severely troubled young woman. As one already knows, hunting is a stressful job. Top that with the fact that she was forced to witness (and partially cause) the death of her parents at a young age; and her recent stint in Hell following her own pretty horrific death – it’s a wonder Roze has retained her sanity in these troubled times.
Despite this, Roze is quite happy to cover it all up. Acting nonchalant about the situation is much easier than giving into her emotions – especially when it comes to the people she cares about and loves.
Because of this smothering of emotions and terrible experiences, Roze’s temper is certainly one to avoid. As her patience is tested she will happily resort to sarcastic insults – but when someone goes too far and makes her snap, she’ll quite happily beat the brains out of them.
Extra:
Drives a 1969 Chevy Camaro, black.
In terms of weapons, Roze has a pretty well-rounded knowledge in all of them, from firearms to blades. As for personal preference, she prefers lighter handguns over the heavier stuff, and seriously loves working with blades. Long ones or short ones – if it’s sharp and pointy, she’ll like it and use it.
As for her powers, her magic is pretty diverse. A fluent speaker in most ancient languages, it won’t take her long to decode or translate a magic book in order to get a spell from it. Although she’s never gone as far as using black magic – where you use human sacrifices and whatnot – she’s still a pretty powerful witch.
Her natural power – control over Light – is something she prefers to avoid using. Because of the harsh and destructive nature, she never truly learned how to control it without it hurting her in turn. The few times she has used it has always resulted in haemorrhaging from the nose, ears and eyes, migraines, and depending on how much she has used, temporary blindness. Although she’s never gone far enough for it to happen, she’s fairly certain too much use would result in a comatose state, or even death. There's also the fear that if she uses it too much, that loss of control could return, and her years in Hell would have been for nothing.
Is a serious Pyromaniac. Loves any and all forms of fire.
Likes to drink, but not as much as most of her social circle of hunters.
Rozalia “Roze” Singer
Age:
24
Species:
Human, with diluted Deity blood within her. Also, a Witch.
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual
Appearance:
Roze stands at about 5’7, with a slim yet curvaceous build, and toned muscles. Her heart-shaped face is in no doubt an attractive one, with a dimpled smile that can range from mischievous to flirtatious in seconds; a small, button nose; and oval shaped eyes the deep colour of cerulean, framed with long black lashes, and natural dark brows above.
Atop her head sits an often wild mess of jet black curls; when tamed, usually reaching about her mid-back.
Prior to her death and resurrection, her skin was peppered with scars and bumps from altercations in her past. However, now that she’s been brought back to life by some mysterious benefactor, the only marks upon her skin is her anti-demon-possession tattoo, sitting just at the nape of her neck; and a handprint burned upon her right shoulder. Other than that, her skin is as smooth and clear as a baby’s butt.
Thanks Hell. You do wonders for a girl’s complexion.
Personality:
On the surface, Roze appears to be a pretty easy-going friend. No matter the situation, she’s ready for a sassy quip or some kind of snarky joke – oh, and the puns. The puns are endless. As are the innuendos. Other than that, she’s both headstrong and brave, very willing to throw herself into the line of fire to protect those she cares about. Although sometimes clouded by her sarcasm, she has plenty of compassion and understanding; for those that don’t test her patience, that is.
When looking deeper, Roze is a severely troubled young woman. As one already knows, hunting is a stressful job. Top that with the fact that she was forced to witness (and partially cause) the death of her parents at a young age; and her recent stint in Hell following her own pretty horrific death – it’s a wonder Roze has retained her sanity in these troubled times.
Despite this, Roze is quite happy to cover it all up. Acting nonchalant about the situation is much easier than giving into her emotions – especially when it comes to the people she cares about and loves.
Because of this smothering of emotions and terrible experiences, Roze’s temper is certainly one to avoid. As her patience is tested she will happily resort to sarcastic insults – but when someone goes too far and makes her snap, she’ll quite happily beat the brains out of them.
Backstory:
Rozalia was the only child of Nathan Singer (The younger brother of Bobby Singer) and Italian-born Katerina – also the niece of Bobby Singer.
She and her family lived in a somewhat more middle-class home than her dear Uncle; thanks to the rather successful jobs of her parents. They had plenty of money, but it also meant that they needed quite a bit of babysitting work. Bobby was only too happy to give up his time when he had it for Roze, considering she was the closest thing he had to children.
Unfortunately, this arrangement attracted some slightly more nefarious attention, thanks to Bobby’s own job of hunting.
Despite his defences against the supernatural that he had secretly inputted in his brother’s home, (As he and his family were blissfully unaware of the dark that existed in the world), demons still managed to find his family – and oh, did they have a field day with them.
When Roze was 7, a demon possessed Katerina, making her attack Nathan. In his attempt to stop her aggressive advances, he tragically killed her.
Not that this stopped the demon.
While a young Roze watched in horror, the demon left the corpse of Katerina and possessed Nathan – who then turned its attention to Roze.
Barricading herself in her room, a panicked Roze phoned Bobby, lost on what to do. Thankfully for her, he’d put extra defences against demons in their bedrooms – as he couldn’t bear the thought of them falling prey to their evil.
With his instructions, she was able to find a gun (Yeah, a bit paranoid of him, but shit, it worked out okay in the end.) stashed in the closet of their bedroom, and loaded it in time for the door to be busted down. Turning the gun towards the demon, Roze pulled the trigger in a blind panic.
Following the “home invasion murders” of their parents (That’s the story they sold to the cops anyway), Roze moved in with Bobby – and rather than protecting her from the knowledge of his world, he was forced to teach her everything he knew. This became especially important when her powers manifested.
At first it started out small – things around Roze randomly turning on – or exploding. Mostly exploding.
As she grew up, these occurrences happened often enough for Bobby to realize that Roze herself was doing it – whether she knew it or not.
After doing some research, certain things connected in Bobby’s mind. Rozalia's mother had been mysterious at the best of times – the wedding between her and his brother had been sparse in terms of guests – hardly any of her family attended the event. She had been fairly skittish around the subject as well – all they knew was that she was from Italy, with family there and in Greece.
After some research and digging around in the Mother's old things, Bobby came to the conclusion that a fairly long time ago, the bloodline of their Mother had been touched by Greek Deities. Specifically Phoebe, a Titan of light. And this personification had made itself known in Roze.
Armed with this knowledge, Bobby encouraged her to try and develop her powers, simply in an attempt to control them, and to ensure that they wouldn’t go wild one day.
However, Roze found it to be rather problematic. Light was a harsh ingredient, and not always accessible. After a few months of fairly destructive and painful consequences, Roze turned her back on her natural power, and instead used a far more common source – good ol’ regular magic!
As Roze grew older, she eventually started going out on hunting trips by herself, or with her close friend Hayden. Hayden often got dropped off at Bobby's while her parents went on hunts, much like Sam and Dean. The four certainly spent a lot of their childhood together.. With how busy Bobby was in his later years, Roze was only too happy to start doing hunts by herself. With an awesome car (Not the Impala *sob*) and the open road, she was staying away from home for longer and longer each time. Things were looking good – until she began losing control of her powers.
Having had no issues with the power in her youth; as she rarely used it due to the bad and frequent conseqeunces, Roze was growing increasingly worried about these sudden spikes in loss of control surrounding her powers of light. She was particularly concerned at what would happen if the power took over completely - not only was the light fluctuating whenever she had the slightest spike in emotion, but she was blacking out and finding things on fire around her when she came to. Staying away from society so as to not hurt anyone, Roze pored over books and the internet in an attempt to find a way of controlling. After weeks and week of nothing, she came to the frightening conclusion that her powers were entirely capable of taking over her completely, giving way to a completely evil and different personality.
And the only way to combat this power of light was with powers of darkness - and darkness in every sense of the word would be needed. A dark teacher.
A demon.
Without telling anyone, Roze made her way to the closest crossroad she could find, and summoned a demon, much to her own disgust. But she was beginning to get desperate.
Each day, she was being consumed more and more by the light, and they were running out of time to stop it. A demon showed up, and he was more than happy to help – on one condition.
Roze's soul.
Due to the large request asked by Roze, and her less than friendly previous contact among demons (i.e. sending their smokey-ass butts back down to Hell at every damn chance she got, and her very close relationship to the bane of demons herself - Hayden), the usual ten years got cut down to five. With no other options open to her, Roze accepted.
Thankfully, the demon kept his word. He stayed with Roze for several years, teaching her new spells that could be used to stop her own natural powers from exploding from within her. Over time, the blackouts and loss of control began to decrease. Although the demon found it impossible to teach her how to control the light - rather, teach her to keep it in check, it was still a great relief for Roze, considering how truly dangerous the power was. After a few years, Roze was as good as new... and she was nearing the end of her time on Earth.
Following the death of Dean Winchester, Roze realized that if they hadn't found a way to get out of the contract, she wouldn't either. With just five days left, she hadn't the heart to tell Bobby, Sam, or Hayden. How could she? After the death of Dean, the five years she'd squandered... they wouldn't understand. It was better to just let them think she'd disappeared - or hopped over to New Zealand like she'd been wanting to do since she was five.
However, she didn't spend her last days alone. In an ironic attempt of being nice, the demon whom she had sold her soul too appeared, offering up a few final days of fun. With literally nothing left to lose, Roze agreed, somewhat bitterly at first. But as the final day grew closer, she let go of any feelings of bitterness, finding solace in the fact that this fate was better than condemning the world and her loved ones to the fate that could have befallen them via her powers.
On her last day, she asked the demon to make sure she was buried somewhere. He happily obliged as his Hellhound put her down.
For the months that followed, Bobby, Sam and Hayden were all concerned about Roze's disappearance. She'd not mentioned where she was going, or when she'd be coming back - the last anyone had seen or heard from her was a somewhat cryptic phone message to Bobby, saying that she was having to "handle" something, and he probably wouldn't hear from her in a while.
However, about three months after Roze's death, Hayden and Sam ran into each other on a demon hunt. Working together to exorcise the Demon, she dropped an interesting fact: Roze wasn't just dead, but she was taking an extended vacation in Hell itself. She even went as far as to taunt them with the fact the demon she'd sold her soul to had buried her.
After thinking about it for a few weeks, Hayden finally decided to phone and tell Bobby, deciding that the truth needed to be said, no matter how much it would hurt... however, as soon as he picked up, she was greeted with the news that Dean was no longer dead.
With that realization, she made her way to the burial site of Roze, to find her oldest friend sat by her headstone; muddied, stunned, and completely unscathed barring a handprint burnt into her right shoulder, just like Dean - and neither of them with no idea how they came back.
Now the friends are back together once again, hunting and living on the open road. However, things are most definitely changed between them. A stint in Hell will do that to people.
Rozalia was the only child of Nathan Singer (The younger brother of Bobby Singer) and Italian-born Katerina – also the niece of Bobby Singer.
She and her family lived in a somewhat more middle-class home than her dear Uncle; thanks to the rather successful jobs of her parents. They had plenty of money, but it also meant that they needed quite a bit of babysitting work. Bobby was only too happy to give up his time when he had it for Roze, considering she was the closest thing he had to children.
Unfortunately, this arrangement attracted some slightly more nefarious attention, thanks to Bobby’s own job of hunting.
Despite his defences against the supernatural that he had secretly inputted in his brother’s home, (As he and his family were blissfully unaware of the dark that existed in the world), demons still managed to find his family – and oh, did they have a field day with them.
When Roze was 7, a demon possessed Katerina, making her attack Nathan. In his attempt to stop her aggressive advances, he tragically killed her.
Not that this stopped the demon.
While a young Roze watched in horror, the demon left the corpse of Katerina and possessed Nathan – who then turned its attention to Roze.
Barricading herself in her room, a panicked Roze phoned Bobby, lost on what to do. Thankfully for her, he’d put extra defences against demons in their bedrooms – as he couldn’t bear the thought of them falling prey to their evil.
With his instructions, she was able to find a gun (Yeah, a bit paranoid of him, but shit, it worked out okay in the end.) stashed in the closet of their bedroom, and loaded it in time for the door to be busted down. Turning the gun towards the demon, Roze pulled the trigger in a blind panic.
Following the “home invasion murders” of their parents (That’s the story they sold to the cops anyway), Roze moved in with Bobby – and rather than protecting her from the knowledge of his world, he was forced to teach her everything he knew. This became especially important when her powers manifested.
At first it started out small – things around Roze randomly turning on – or exploding. Mostly exploding.
As she grew up, these occurrences happened often enough for Bobby to realize that Roze herself was doing it – whether she knew it or not.
After doing some research, certain things connected in Bobby’s mind. Rozalia's mother had been mysterious at the best of times – the wedding between her and his brother had been sparse in terms of guests – hardly any of her family attended the event. She had been fairly skittish around the subject as well – all they knew was that she was from Italy, with family there and in Greece.
After some research and digging around in the Mother's old things, Bobby came to the conclusion that a fairly long time ago, the bloodline of their Mother had been touched by Greek Deities. Specifically Phoebe, a Titan of light. And this personification had made itself known in Roze.
Armed with this knowledge, Bobby encouraged her to try and develop her powers, simply in an attempt to control them, and to ensure that they wouldn’t go wild one day.
However, Roze found it to be rather problematic. Light was a harsh ingredient, and not always accessible. After a few months of fairly destructive and painful consequences, Roze turned her back on her natural power, and instead used a far more common source – good ol’ regular magic!
As Roze grew older, she eventually started going out on hunting trips by herself, or with her close friend Hayden. Hayden often got dropped off at Bobby's while her parents went on hunts, much like Sam and Dean. The four certainly spent a lot of their childhood together.. With how busy Bobby was in his later years, Roze was only too happy to start doing hunts by herself. With an awesome car (Not the Impala *sob*) and the open road, she was staying away from home for longer and longer each time. Things were looking good – until she began losing control of her powers.
Having had no issues with the power in her youth; as she rarely used it due to the bad and frequent conseqeunces, Roze was growing increasingly worried about these sudden spikes in loss of control surrounding her powers of light. She was particularly concerned at what would happen if the power took over completely - not only was the light fluctuating whenever she had the slightest spike in emotion, but she was blacking out and finding things on fire around her when she came to. Staying away from society so as to not hurt anyone, Roze pored over books and the internet in an attempt to find a way of controlling. After weeks and week of nothing, she came to the frightening conclusion that her powers were entirely capable of taking over her completely, giving way to a completely evil and different personality.
And the only way to combat this power of light was with powers of darkness - and darkness in every sense of the word would be needed. A dark teacher.
A demon.
Without telling anyone, Roze made her way to the closest crossroad she could find, and summoned a demon, much to her own disgust. But she was beginning to get desperate.
Each day, she was being consumed more and more by the light, and they were running out of time to stop it. A demon showed up, and he was more than happy to help – on one condition.
Roze's soul.
Due to the large request asked by Roze, and her less than friendly previous contact among demons (i.e. sending their smokey-ass butts back down to Hell at every damn chance she got, and her very close relationship to the bane of demons herself - Hayden), the usual ten years got cut down to five. With no other options open to her, Roze accepted.
Thankfully, the demon kept his word. He stayed with Roze for several years, teaching her new spells that could be used to stop her own natural powers from exploding from within her. Over time, the blackouts and loss of control began to decrease. Although the demon found it impossible to teach her how to control the light - rather, teach her to keep it in check, it was still a great relief for Roze, considering how truly dangerous the power was. After a few years, Roze was as good as new... and she was nearing the end of her time on Earth.
Following the death of Dean Winchester, Roze realized that if they hadn't found a way to get out of the contract, she wouldn't either. With just five days left, she hadn't the heart to tell Bobby, Sam, or Hayden. How could she? After the death of Dean, the five years she'd squandered... they wouldn't understand. It was better to just let them think she'd disappeared - or hopped over to New Zealand like she'd been wanting to do since she was five.
However, she didn't spend her last days alone. In an ironic attempt of being nice, the demon whom she had sold her soul too appeared, offering up a few final days of fun. With literally nothing left to lose, Roze agreed, somewhat bitterly at first. But as the final day grew closer, she let go of any feelings of bitterness, finding solace in the fact that this fate was better than condemning the world and her loved ones to the fate that could have befallen them via her powers.
On her last day, she asked the demon to make sure she was buried somewhere. He happily obliged as his Hellhound put her down.
For the months that followed, Bobby, Sam and Hayden were all concerned about Roze's disappearance. She'd not mentioned where she was going, or when she'd be coming back - the last anyone had seen or heard from her was a somewhat cryptic phone message to Bobby, saying that she was having to "handle" something, and he probably wouldn't hear from her in a while.
However, about three months after Roze's death, Hayden and Sam ran into each other on a demon hunt. Working together to exorcise the Demon, she dropped an interesting fact: Roze wasn't just dead, but she was taking an extended vacation in Hell itself. She even went as far as to taunt them with the fact the demon she'd sold her soul to had buried her.
After thinking about it for a few weeks, Hayden finally decided to phone and tell Bobby, deciding that the truth needed to be said, no matter how much it would hurt... however, as soon as he picked up, she was greeted with the news that Dean was no longer dead.
With that realization, she made her way to the burial site of Roze, to find her oldest friend sat by her headstone; muddied, stunned, and completely unscathed barring a handprint burnt into her right shoulder, just like Dean - and neither of them with no idea how they came back.
Now the friends are back together once again, hunting and living on the open road. However, things are most definitely changed between them. A stint in Hell will do that to people.
Niece of Bobby Singer.
Roze was seven when parents are murdered by demons. Taken in by Bobby, taught the way of the hunter.
Developed powers – Roze powers of Light, due to be being descendant of Deities on mysterious mother's side.
Roze has issues with powers, and so she turns instead to old fashioned magic and becomes a witch.
She grows up; begin hunting out on open road. After some time, Roze begins to lose control of her Light magic.
Roze sells her soul to demon in order for said demon to teach her how to regain control of powers, or she'd be left with possibility that she could be completely overtaken and destroy the world. Contract cut from 10 years to 5 due to large request, and not so friendly relationship with demons in general.
Roze dies 5 days after Dean Winchester – they enjoy a stint in Hell together.
Roze resurrected with Dean – by unknown power. Now hunting with her best friend Hayden.
Roze was seven when parents are murdered by demons. Taken in by Bobby, taught the way of the hunter.
Developed powers – Roze powers of Light, due to be being descendant of Deities on mysterious mother's side.
Roze has issues with powers, and so she turns instead to old fashioned magic and becomes a witch.
She grows up; begin hunting out on open road. After some time, Roze begins to lose control of her Light magic.
Roze sells her soul to demon in order for said demon to teach her how to regain control of powers, or she'd be left with possibility that she could be completely overtaken and destroy the world. Contract cut from 10 years to 5 due to large request, and not so friendly relationship with demons in general.
Roze dies 5 days after Dean Winchester – they enjoy a stint in Hell together.
Roze resurrected with Dean – by unknown power. Now hunting with her best friend Hayden.
Extra:
Drives a 1969 Chevy Camaro, black.
In terms of weapons, Roze has a pretty well-rounded knowledge in all of them, from firearms to blades. As for personal preference, she prefers lighter handguns over the heavier stuff, and seriously loves working with blades. Long ones or short ones – if it’s sharp and pointy, she’ll like it and use it.
As for her powers, her magic is pretty diverse. A fluent speaker in most ancient languages, it won’t take her long to decode or translate a magic book in order to get a spell from it. Although she’s never gone as far as using black magic – where you use human sacrifices and whatnot – she’s still a pretty powerful witch.
Her natural power – control over Light – is something she prefers to avoid using. Because of the harsh and destructive nature, she never truly learned how to control it without it hurting her in turn. The few times she has used it has always resulted in haemorrhaging from the nose, ears and eyes, migraines, and depending on how much she has used, temporary blindness. Although she’s never gone far enough for it to happen, she’s fairly certain too much use would result in a comatose state, or even death. There's also the fear that if she uses it too much, that loss of control could return, and her years in Hell would have been for nothing.
Is a serious Pyromaniac. Loves any and all forms of fire.
Likes to drink, but not as much as most of her social circle of hunters.
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Full Name: Amelia “Amy” Singer
Age: 20
Species: Human; with diluted Deity blood.
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Asexual/Biromantic
Appearance:
Standing at 5’5, Amelia has a slim, yet slightly curvaceous figure. Her skin is quite pale, and fairly clear barring a large scar curving around her back – one would assume that she got the nasty looking injury from some monster hunt in the past – but she just fell out of a tree. *sigh*
Her oval shaped face usually has a sarcastic smile upon it, her rusty green eyes adding to the patronization in a wonderfully sassy manner. Atop her head sits wavy hair ending around her mid-back; although naturally a brunette, she usually has it topped up with a vibrant, deep plum colour – all barring a single streak of jet black near her full fringe.
Personality:
Generally, Amelia has a bright, bubbly personality. Anyone who knows her knows that she pretty much always has a smile on her face… until you piss her off. If you’ve managed to piss Amy off, you better start praying because she will bring the earth crashing down on top of you and there will be no way to stop it.
However, it generally takes a lot to get her in that state so there isn’t much to worry about there. Like her sister Roze, she can be incredibly sarcastic; especially in the face of danger. Regarding her relationship with her sister, they are very close, relying on each other for emotional and morale support. She has a strong martyr complex and as such when unable to save innocents, she often falls victim to terrible anxiety attacks; it is at this point she becomes very dependent on Roze.
Extra: Due to the nature of Amelia’s powers, she sucks at using regular magic, steering as far from it as possible unless simple and absolutely necessary to avoid any more explosions (Yeah I meant to say more… never again…). When hunting, she prefers smaller weapons, mainly small guns and throwing knives as they complement her gymnastic nature. In her free time, Amy enjoys casually playing with (i.e. being a show off) whatever musical instrument comes to hand. Her natural affinity for music means she can quite literally pick up any instrument and play it really well.
Amelia can often be found with an extensive array of molotovs and other fiery explosives, none of which are hers. Her sister Roze’s pyromaniac nature means Amy is frequently confiscating these items from her so that she can’t do anything really fricken stupid like burn a building down… again.
Age: 20
Species: Human; with diluted Deity blood.
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Asexual/Biromantic
Appearance:
Standing at 5’5, Amelia has a slim, yet slightly curvaceous figure. Her skin is quite pale, and fairly clear barring a large scar curving around her back – one would assume that she got the nasty looking injury from some monster hunt in the past – but she just fell out of a tree. *sigh*
Her oval shaped face usually has a sarcastic smile upon it, her rusty green eyes adding to the patronization in a wonderfully sassy manner. Atop her head sits wavy hair ending around her mid-back; although naturally a brunette, she usually has it topped up with a vibrant, deep plum colour – all barring a single streak of jet black near her full fringe.
Personality:
Generally, Amelia has a bright, bubbly personality. Anyone who knows her knows that she pretty much always has a smile on her face… until you piss her off. If you’ve managed to piss Amy off, you better start praying because she will bring the earth crashing down on top of you and there will be no way to stop it.
However, it generally takes a lot to get her in that state so there isn’t much to worry about there. Like her sister Roze, she can be incredibly sarcastic; especially in the face of danger. Regarding her relationship with her sister, they are very close, relying on each other for emotional and morale support. She has a strong martyr complex and as such when unable to save innocents, she often falls victim to terrible anxiety attacks; it is at this point she becomes very dependent on Roze.
Backstory:
Amelia was the second child of Nathan Singer and Italian-born Katerina – also the niece of Bobby Singer.
She and her family lived in a somewhat more middle-class home than her dear Uncle; thanks to the rather successful jobs of her parents. They had plenty of money, but it also meant that they needed quite a bit of babysitting work. Bobby was only too happy to give up his time when he had it for the girls, considering they were the closest thing he had to children.
Unfortunately, this arrangement attracted some slightly more nefarious attention, thanks to Bobby’s own job of hunting.
Despite his defences against the supernatural that he had secretly inputted in his brother’s home, (As he and his family were blissfully unaware of the dark that existed in the world), demons still managed to find his family – and oh, did they have a field day with them.
When Roze was 7 and Amelia 4, a demon possessed Katerina, making her attack Nathan. In his attempt to stop her aggressive advances, he tragically killed her.
Not that this stopped the demon.
While a young Roze watched in horror, the demon left the corpse of Katerina and possessed Nathan – who then turned its attention to Roze.
Barricading herself in her younger sister’s room, a panicked Roze phoned Bobby, lost on what to do. Thankfully for her, he’d put extra defences against demons in their bedrooms – as he couldn’t bear the thought of them falling prey to their evil.
With his instructions, she was able to find a gun (Yeah, a bit paranoid of him, but shit, it worked out okay in the end.) stashed in the closet of their bedroom, and loaded it in time for the door to be busted down. Turning the gun towards the demon, Roze pulled the trigger in a blind panic.
Following the “home invasion murders” of their parents (That’s the story they sold to the cops anyway), Roze and Amelia moved in with Bobby – and rather than protecting them from the knowledge of his world, he was forced to teach them everything he knew. This became especially important when their powers manifested.
At first it started out small – random blackouts around Amelia despite the electrics working perfectly fine in other rooms; and things around Roze randomly turning on – or exploding. Mostly exploding.
As they grew up, these occurrences happened often enough for Bobby to realize the girls themselves were doing it – whether they knew it or not. This knowledge was consolidated when he found an 11-year-old Amelia sat outside, petting tendrils of darkness as if they were pet snakes.
After doing some research, certain things connected in Bobby’s mind. Their mother had been mysterious at the best of times – the wedding between her and his brother had been sparse in terms of guests – hardly any of her family attended the event. She had been fairly skittish around the subject as well – all they knew was that she was from Italy, with family there and in Greece.
After some research, Bobby came to the conclusion that a fairly long time ago, the bloodline of their Mother had been touched by Greek Deities. Specifically Erebus, the personification of darkness, and Phoebe, a Titan of light. And these two personifications had made themselves known in the girls.
Armed with this knowledge, Bobby encouraged the girls to try and develop their powers, simply in an attempt to control them, and to ensure that they wouldn’t go wild one day. Amelia was quite happy to do so – there was always darkness around her to use, and it heeded her wishes quite easily.
However, with Roze, it was far more problematic. Light was a much harsher ingredient than darkness, and much less accessible. After a few months of fairly destructive consequences, Roze turned her back on her natural power, and instead used a far more common source – good ol’ regular magic!
As the girls grew older, they eventually started going out on hunting trips by themselves. With how busy Bobby was in his later years, Roze was only too happy to start taking Amy out by herself. With an awesome car (Not the Impala *sob*) and the open road, they were staying away from home for longer and longer each time. Things were looking good – until Amelia began to lose control of her darkness.
Having had no issues with the power in her youth, the girls were growing increasingly worried about these sudden spikes in loss of control surrounding Amelia's darkness. Roze was particularly concerned – after the death of her parents, she was not going to let her little sister die too. No matter what the cost was.
After a few weeks of research, Roze finally came to the conclusion that if Amelia was going to regain her control over darkness, she would need a creature of darkness as a teacher. And you don't get much darker than demons.
Without telling anyone, Roze made her way to the closest crossroad she could find, and summoned a demon, much to her own disgust. But she was beginning to get desperate. Each day, Amelia was being consumed more and more by the dark, and they were running out of time to save her. A demon showed up, and he was more than happy to help – on one condition. Roze's soul.
Due to the large request asked by Roze, and her less than friendly previous contact among demons (i.e. sending their smokey-ass butts back down to Hell at every damn chance she got), the usual ten years got cut down to five. With no other options open to her, Roze accepted.
Thankfully, the demon kept his word. Masquerading as a human expert on light and dark magic, he trained Amelia in how to regain her control, and stop it from controlling her in turn. After a few years, she was as good as new... and Roze was nearing the end of her time on Earth.
Following the death of Dean Winchester, Roze realized that if they hadn't found a way to get out of the contract, she wouldn't either. So with a day left, Roze finally told Amelia what she had done, and made her promise not to tell their Uncle Bobby or Sam. Begrudgingly, the younger girl agreed, and five days after the death of Dean, Roze was taken by the hellhounds herself.
For the months that followed, Amelia became more immersed in hunting, using more and more dangerous methods in an attempt to avoid thinking about the death of her sister. Whenever she came into contact with Bobby or Sam, she made up excuses for her sister not being there. However, when she eventually ran into Sam during a hunt, she had to tell him the truth – he then urged her to tell her Uncle.
After thinking about it for a few weeks, she finally plucked up the courage to tell him... however, it was he who phoned her, and she received the news that not only was Dean back from the dead, but so was Roze – both with mysterious handprints on their shoulders, and having no idea how they came back.
Now the sisters are back together once again, hunting and living on the open road. However, things are most definitely changed between them. A stint in Hell will do that to people.
Amelia was the second child of Nathan Singer and Italian-born Katerina – also the niece of Bobby Singer.
She and her family lived in a somewhat more middle-class home than her dear Uncle; thanks to the rather successful jobs of her parents. They had plenty of money, but it also meant that they needed quite a bit of babysitting work. Bobby was only too happy to give up his time when he had it for the girls, considering they were the closest thing he had to children.
Unfortunately, this arrangement attracted some slightly more nefarious attention, thanks to Bobby’s own job of hunting.
Despite his defences against the supernatural that he had secretly inputted in his brother’s home, (As he and his family were blissfully unaware of the dark that existed in the world), demons still managed to find his family – and oh, did they have a field day with them.
When Roze was 7 and Amelia 4, a demon possessed Katerina, making her attack Nathan. In his attempt to stop her aggressive advances, he tragically killed her.
Not that this stopped the demon.
While a young Roze watched in horror, the demon left the corpse of Katerina and possessed Nathan – who then turned its attention to Roze.
Barricading herself in her younger sister’s room, a panicked Roze phoned Bobby, lost on what to do. Thankfully for her, he’d put extra defences against demons in their bedrooms – as he couldn’t bear the thought of them falling prey to their evil.
With his instructions, she was able to find a gun (Yeah, a bit paranoid of him, but shit, it worked out okay in the end.) stashed in the closet of their bedroom, and loaded it in time for the door to be busted down. Turning the gun towards the demon, Roze pulled the trigger in a blind panic.
Following the “home invasion murders” of their parents (That’s the story they sold to the cops anyway), Roze and Amelia moved in with Bobby – and rather than protecting them from the knowledge of his world, he was forced to teach them everything he knew. This became especially important when their powers manifested.
At first it started out small – random blackouts around Amelia despite the electrics working perfectly fine in other rooms; and things around Roze randomly turning on – or exploding. Mostly exploding.
As they grew up, these occurrences happened often enough for Bobby to realize the girls themselves were doing it – whether they knew it or not. This knowledge was consolidated when he found an 11-year-old Amelia sat outside, petting tendrils of darkness as if they were pet snakes.
After doing some research, certain things connected in Bobby’s mind. Their mother had been mysterious at the best of times – the wedding between her and his brother had been sparse in terms of guests – hardly any of her family attended the event. She had been fairly skittish around the subject as well – all they knew was that she was from Italy, with family there and in Greece.
After some research, Bobby came to the conclusion that a fairly long time ago, the bloodline of their Mother had been touched by Greek Deities. Specifically Erebus, the personification of darkness, and Phoebe, a Titan of light. And these two personifications had made themselves known in the girls.
Armed with this knowledge, Bobby encouraged the girls to try and develop their powers, simply in an attempt to control them, and to ensure that they wouldn’t go wild one day. Amelia was quite happy to do so – there was always darkness around her to use, and it heeded her wishes quite easily.
However, with Roze, it was far more problematic. Light was a much harsher ingredient than darkness, and much less accessible. After a few months of fairly destructive consequences, Roze turned her back on her natural power, and instead used a far more common source – good ol’ regular magic!
As the girls grew older, they eventually started going out on hunting trips by themselves. With how busy Bobby was in his later years, Roze was only too happy to start taking Amy out by herself. With an awesome car (Not the Impala *sob*) and the open road, they were staying away from home for longer and longer each time. Things were looking good – until Amelia began to lose control of her darkness.
Having had no issues with the power in her youth, the girls were growing increasingly worried about these sudden spikes in loss of control surrounding Amelia's darkness. Roze was particularly concerned – after the death of her parents, she was not going to let her little sister die too. No matter what the cost was.
After a few weeks of research, Roze finally came to the conclusion that if Amelia was going to regain her control over darkness, she would need a creature of darkness as a teacher. And you don't get much darker than demons.
Without telling anyone, Roze made her way to the closest crossroad she could find, and summoned a demon, much to her own disgust. But she was beginning to get desperate. Each day, Amelia was being consumed more and more by the dark, and they were running out of time to save her. A demon showed up, and he was more than happy to help – on one condition. Roze's soul.
Due to the large request asked by Roze, and her less than friendly previous contact among demons (i.e. sending their smokey-ass butts back down to Hell at every damn chance she got), the usual ten years got cut down to five. With no other options open to her, Roze accepted.
Thankfully, the demon kept his word. Masquerading as a human expert on light and dark magic, he trained Amelia in how to regain her control, and stop it from controlling her in turn. After a few years, she was as good as new... and Roze was nearing the end of her time on Earth.
Following the death of Dean Winchester, Roze realized that if they hadn't found a way to get out of the contract, she wouldn't either. So with a day left, Roze finally told Amelia what she had done, and made her promise not to tell their Uncle Bobby or Sam. Begrudgingly, the younger girl agreed, and five days after the death of Dean, Roze was taken by the hellhounds herself.
For the months that followed, Amelia became more immersed in hunting, using more and more dangerous methods in an attempt to avoid thinking about the death of her sister. Whenever she came into contact with Bobby or Sam, she made up excuses for her sister not being there. However, when she eventually ran into Sam during a hunt, she had to tell him the truth – he then urged her to tell her Uncle.
After thinking about it for a few weeks, she finally plucked up the courage to tell him... however, it was he who phoned her, and she received the news that not only was Dean back from the dead, but so was Roze – both with mysterious handprints on their shoulders, and having no idea how they came back.
Now the sisters are back together once again, hunting and living on the open road. However, things are most definitely changed between them. A stint in Hell will do that to people.
Sisters; nieces of Bobby Singer.
Roze was seven, Amelia 4 when parents are murdered by demons. Taken in by Bobby, taught the way of the hunter.
Develop powers – Roze powers of Light, Amelia powers of Dark – due to be being descendants of Deities on mysterious mother's side.
Amelia has no real issues, Roze does, so she turns instead to old fashioned magic and becomes a witch.
Girls grow up, begin hunting out on open road. After some time, Amelia begins to lose control of her Dark magic.
Roze sells her soul to demon in order for said demon to teach Amelia how to regain control of powers. Contract cut from 10 years to 5 due to large request, and not so friendly relationship with demons in general.
Roze dies 5 days after Dean Winchester – they enjoy a stint in Hell together. Amelia takes to hunting by herself.
Roze resurrected with Dean – by unknown power. Now hunting with her little sister once again.
Roze was seven, Amelia 4 when parents are murdered by demons. Taken in by Bobby, taught the way of the hunter.
Develop powers – Roze powers of Light, Amelia powers of Dark – due to be being descendants of Deities on mysterious mother's side.
Amelia has no real issues, Roze does, so she turns instead to old fashioned magic and becomes a witch.
Girls grow up, begin hunting out on open road. After some time, Amelia begins to lose control of her Dark magic.
Roze sells her soul to demon in order for said demon to teach Amelia how to regain control of powers. Contract cut from 10 years to 5 due to large request, and not so friendly relationship with demons in general.
Roze dies 5 days after Dean Winchester – they enjoy a stint in Hell together. Amelia takes to hunting by herself.
Roze resurrected with Dean – by unknown power. Now hunting with her little sister once again.
Extra: Due to the nature of Amelia’s powers, she sucks at using regular magic, steering as far from it as possible unless simple and absolutely necessary to avoid any more explosions (Yeah I meant to say more… never again…). When hunting, she prefers smaller weapons, mainly small guns and throwing knives as they complement her gymnastic nature. In her free time, Amy enjoys casually playing with (i.e. being a show off) whatever musical instrument comes to hand. Her natural affinity for music means she can quite literally pick up any instrument and play it really well.
Amelia can often be found with an extensive array of molotovs and other fiery explosives, none of which are hers. Her sister Roze’s pyromaniac nature means Amy is frequently confiscating these items from her so that she can’t do anything really fricken stupid like burn a building down… again.
TheDoctor Wandering
Member
Seen
7 days ago
Full Name: Anthony Johnson
Age: 26
Species: Just a boring ol' human
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance:
This summarizes his overall appearance. Anthony is 6'2" and has a decent build that he gained while training for a hunter. Anthony doesn't focus too much on his own appearance, grabbing whatever he feels comfortable in and that is good for hunting.
Personality: Anthony keeps a calm and quiet setting, being mostly introverted but he can open up. He keeps his own background mostly a secret and won't really open up too much to others.
Backstory: Anthony's introduction into the real world was quite unexpected. While he was in college he was living happily at 22 with his girlfriend that he was about to marry. One day though murders started occurring in the campus in rather gruesome ways. Anthony's girlfriend started disappearing more and Anthony was starting to become worried. Then one night, his girlfriend revealed to him that she was turned into a vampire and was the one behind the murders. Anthony, who had never heard of any supernatural before, was quite stunned. When he knew she was the murderer, Anthony realized what he needed to do. She didn't go down without a fight, and without real knowledge of supernatural it took a while, but in the end Anthony beheaded his vampire girlfriend. After that, Anthony met up with several hunters who introduced him and trained him to the world of the supernatural.
Extra: Anthony uses mostly a hunting rifle for his firearm and has become quite good with it. While hunting, he usually keeps two daggers on him as well. He's been hunting for around four years now and has studied on supernaturals as much as he could, but he lacks experience facing various supernatural.
Age: 26
Species: Just a boring ol' human
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Appearance:
This summarizes his overall appearance. Anthony is 6'2" and has a decent build that he gained while training for a hunter. Anthony doesn't focus too much on his own appearance, grabbing whatever he feels comfortable in and that is good for hunting.
Personality: Anthony keeps a calm and quiet setting, being mostly introverted but he can open up. He keeps his own background mostly a secret and won't really open up too much to others.
Backstory: Anthony's introduction into the real world was quite unexpected. While he was in college he was living happily at 22 with his girlfriend that he was about to marry. One day though murders started occurring in the campus in rather gruesome ways. Anthony's girlfriend started disappearing more and Anthony was starting to become worried. Then one night, his girlfriend revealed to him that she was turned into a vampire and was the one behind the murders. Anthony, who had never heard of any supernatural before, was quite stunned. When he knew she was the murderer, Anthony realized what he needed to do. She didn't go down without a fight, and without real knowledge of supernatural it took a while, but in the end Anthony beheaded his vampire girlfriend. After that, Anthony met up with several hunters who introduced him and trained him to the world of the supernatural.
Extra: Anthony uses mostly a hunting rifle for his firearm and has become quite good with it. While hunting, he usually keeps two daggers on him as well. He's been hunting for around four years now and has studied on supernaturals as much as he could, but he lacks experience facing various supernatural.
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Omega Man Micro Machinist
Member
Seen
22 hrs ago
Full Name: Sweeney
Age: 24
Species: Banshee
Gender: Male
Sexuality: hetero
Appearance: Roughly six foot tall, give or take an inch. Two hundred and twenty pounds, solid, lean. Sweeney's eyes are bright blue with a golden ring around the pupils. His hair is a little long, and he rarely shaves completely. The color of his hair is somewhere between 'mouse brown' and a darker blonde. He also does the Clint Eastwood stare into the sun look pretty regularly, as his eyes are sensitive to bright lights and too much sun.
Clint Eastwood stare into the sun 'I'm gonna explode your fucking vamp face' look:
Personality: Sweeney is pretty easy to get along with. He's usually passive and doesn't judge and would rather his actions speak louder than any of his words. He's generally a follower but lately has been going more the lone wolf route. He attempts to be funny but usually has a dry sense of humor and a lot of times people think he's a dick.
Backstory: Sweeney was born and raised by his mother in the 80's, but never knew who his father was. Only that his mother's job struggles constantly had them moving around a lot in Europe. After moving to the United States in '94, Sweeney overheard his mother say something about being 'tired of running' on a telephone call when he picked up the other phone line. They moved between six states in the southeast United States in as many years. His European accent now something of an amalgam with a few different southern ways of speaking, Sweeney toughened up over the years having been bullied in school for being foreign and having to put up with kids talking trash about his single mother. On the night of his 18th birthday [in 2003], after getting into his first nude bar and blowing half his paycheck Sweeney and two of his friends were approached by several men in the mostly empty parking lot. The men were vampires, and after tearing his friends apart they disclosed that Sweeney was different. He had a different smell, and they wondered how he tasted. Upon attacking the young man he screamed at the sight of the vampire's teeth... and the one directly in front of him exploded. Sweeney was as shocked as the remaining vamps were, another came in for an attack and with another scream Sweeney blew off the left arm of the leather jacket wearing blood sucker.
On his way home, Sweeney had no idea what to tell his mother. His friends were dead, he just killed something he was sure was a vampire like in the movies, and he did it with a sonic scream of all things. When he arrived home, covered in blood and still in a bit of a panic, the boy was speechless. His mother lied dead on the floor, a gaping wound in her neck and no real amount of blood anywhere near her body. It was the vampires, but why? Sweeney cleaned himself up, packed his backpack with clothes, and went to the bus station. He spent his last $65 on a bus ticket, telling the cashier at the ticket booth he just needed to get out of town and it didn't matter which direction he went.
Over the next five years Sweeney traveled up and down the east coast of the US. Every time he tried to settle down, usually within four or five months, vampires would find him. It wasn't until recently bumping into a man named Rufus that Sweeney would find out what he truly was.
Rufus explained to the young man that he was an old soul, the reincarnated spirit of a banshee. The fact he was male and not like the mostly female banshee spirits wasn't even that out of the ordinary to the experienced monster hunter. Rufus explained in Europe vampires were constantly held at bay by others like Sweeney. Reborn souls blessed with a curse to fight the darkness.
Present day, Sweeney just parted ways with Rufus after receiving a letter at his hotel in Bristol VA. They were on the trail of what they thought was two alpha vamps recruiting for a small army, but the letter Sweeney received at his hotel mentioned there may be answers to his father's whereabouts at the location in the letter.
Extra: Sweeney, as a reborn banshee, possesses a scream that can make vamps or whatever parts of their bodies in the line of fire explode. The scream also works like iron against spirits and dispels them. Everything else just becomes deaf momentarily, even those around him when he dispels ghosts or vanquishes a vamp. The banshees also possess healing abilities but it's a painful process, much different than the instant healing of angels. Sweeney has a weakness to copper and can't heal wounds made from copper as quickly as others. It's not uncommon to see vamps attacking Sweeney with copper wire wrapped around their fists. Vamps and Banshees can smell/sense each other, though most drone or noob vampires don't know about banshees. Only alpha vamps with ties to Europe know of their kind.
Sweeney is constantly seen in beat up Chevy trucks. No telling how much money he has in the bank, or if he just steals them and then rides them to hell and back before getting another. Carries a pump action shotgun and a mid-evil style broadsword that weighs over fifty pounds in his truck for sticky situations after tag-teaming vampires with Rufus for four months.
~KL~
Age: 24
Species: Banshee
Gender: Male
Sexuality: hetero
Appearance: Roughly six foot tall, give or take an inch. Two hundred and twenty pounds, solid, lean. Sweeney's eyes are bright blue with a golden ring around the pupils. His hair is a little long, and he rarely shaves completely. The color of his hair is somewhere between 'mouse brown' and a darker blonde. He also does the Clint Eastwood stare into the sun look pretty regularly, as his eyes are sensitive to bright lights and too much sun.
Clint Eastwood stare into the sun 'I'm gonna explode your fucking vamp face' look:
Personality: Sweeney is pretty easy to get along with. He's usually passive and doesn't judge and would rather his actions speak louder than any of his words. He's generally a follower but lately has been going more the lone wolf route. He attempts to be funny but usually has a dry sense of humor and a lot of times people think he's a dick.
Backstory: Sweeney was born and raised by his mother in the 80's, but never knew who his father was. Only that his mother's job struggles constantly had them moving around a lot in Europe. After moving to the United States in '94, Sweeney overheard his mother say something about being 'tired of running' on a telephone call when he picked up the other phone line. They moved between six states in the southeast United States in as many years. His European accent now something of an amalgam with a few different southern ways of speaking, Sweeney toughened up over the years having been bullied in school for being foreign and having to put up with kids talking trash about his single mother. On the night of his 18th birthday [in 2003], after getting into his first nude bar and blowing half his paycheck Sweeney and two of his friends were approached by several men in the mostly empty parking lot. The men were vampires, and after tearing his friends apart they disclosed that Sweeney was different. He had a different smell, and they wondered how he tasted. Upon attacking the young man he screamed at the sight of the vampire's teeth... and the one directly in front of him exploded. Sweeney was as shocked as the remaining vamps were, another came in for an attack and with another scream Sweeney blew off the left arm of the leather jacket wearing blood sucker.
On his way home, Sweeney had no idea what to tell his mother. His friends were dead, he just killed something he was sure was a vampire like in the movies, and he did it with a sonic scream of all things. When he arrived home, covered in blood and still in a bit of a panic, the boy was speechless. His mother lied dead on the floor, a gaping wound in her neck and no real amount of blood anywhere near her body. It was the vampires, but why? Sweeney cleaned himself up, packed his backpack with clothes, and went to the bus station. He spent his last $65 on a bus ticket, telling the cashier at the ticket booth he just needed to get out of town and it didn't matter which direction he went.
Over the next five years Sweeney traveled up and down the east coast of the US. Every time he tried to settle down, usually within four or five months, vampires would find him. It wasn't until recently bumping into a man named Rufus that Sweeney would find out what he truly was.
Rufus explained to the young man that he was an old soul, the reincarnated spirit of a banshee. The fact he was male and not like the mostly female banshee spirits wasn't even that out of the ordinary to the experienced monster hunter. Rufus explained in Europe vampires were constantly held at bay by others like Sweeney. Reborn souls blessed with a curse to fight the darkness.
Present day, Sweeney just parted ways with Rufus after receiving a letter at his hotel in Bristol VA. They were on the trail of what they thought was two alpha vamps recruiting for a small army, but the letter Sweeney received at his hotel mentioned there may be answers to his father's whereabouts at the location in the letter.
Extra: Sweeney, as a reborn banshee, possesses a scream that can make vamps or whatever parts of their bodies in the line of fire explode. The scream also works like iron against spirits and dispels them. Everything else just becomes deaf momentarily, even those around him when he dispels ghosts or vanquishes a vamp. The banshees also possess healing abilities but it's a painful process, much different than the instant healing of angels. Sweeney has a weakness to copper and can't heal wounds made from copper as quickly as others. It's not uncommon to see vamps attacking Sweeney with copper wire wrapped around their fists. Vamps and Banshees can smell/sense each other, though most drone or noob vampires don't know about banshees. Only alpha vamps with ties to Europe know of their kind.
Sweeney is constantly seen in beat up Chevy trucks. No telling how much money he has in the bank, or if he just steals them and then rides them to hell and back before getting another. Carries a pump action shotgun and a mid-evil style broadsword that weighs over fifty pounds in his truck for sticky situations after tag-teaming vampires with Rufus for four months.
~KL~
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Full Name:
Hayden Williams
Age:
24
Species:
Human
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Appearance:
Hayden has dark brown hair with natural auburn highlights sewn through which falls to her mid-back in tousled beach waves. Dark, army green eyes framed by long black lashes and crowned with naturally dark eyebrows. Pale skin, often bruised and beaten by monsters, with freckles dusted across her nose and cheekbones, usually too faint to see unless you get up close and personal. She stands at about 5'4, slim with toned hunters muscles and a figure which curves in the right places yet she still looks small and packs a bigger punch than she looks like she could. Hayden's most memorable feature is the various tattoos which litter her body, including anti-possession and enochian symbols.
Personality:
Hayden is not the type of person to be placed anywhere in the vicinity of the words nice or approachable, in fact she is the poster child for 'does not work well with others.' She's sarcastic, witty and the owner of an IQ higher than 170, making her a certifiable genius, not that she would ever admit it. She could be considered brave and heroic but in reality her bravery is simply recklessness and heroism is merely the job description of a hunter. However, a person doesn't get to be the way Hayden is without some serious emotional damage, she used to be a fairly decent human being, and could be again if she stopped kicking away anyone who tried to get close to her. Despite all this, Hayden isn't a bad person, just a royally screwed up one.
Backstory:
Like all hunters, Hayden's past is sad and swimming in blood but before all that she actually had a pretty decent life. Hayden was raised, along with her older brother Roman, by two hunter parents, Harry and Mia Williams. The family had a home in South Dakota only a few hours away from where Bobby Singer lived, where Harry and Mia would drop Roman and Hayden when they had to go away on hunts. Whilst spending her weekends at Bobby's, Hayden became pretty close with the Winchester Brothers but most especially Roze, one of Bobby's adopted wayward kids, the two thinking themselves as sisters. Hayden was essentially a child-genius and despite all the moving around, managed to get herself a place at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology to study Astrophysics when she was only 17. Encouraged by her father to leave the family business, Hayden attended university ... or at least tried too. She hadn't been gone two months when Bobby called with the news that Hayden's parents and brother had been captured, tortured and eventually killed by a hoard of demons on a murderous holiday. After that Hayden essentially disappeared. For a year, she studied, researched and experimented until she was an expert on demons then resurfaced at the age of eighteen ready to take her revenge. Maybe it was a gift from God or just dumb look but her extensive research allowed her to find a blade that could kill demons, and that she did. It had passed her twenty second birthday by the time she'd managed to hunt down and kill every one of the demons that had anything to do with her family's death, and any other demon or monster she caught along the way. She earned herself a reputation among hunters as a demon expert, but still enjoyed a good old fashioned monster hunt when it came to the classic ghost or ghoul.
After her revenge tour was done with, Hayden reunited with her old friends, completely unaware that Roze had made a demon deal in Hayden's absence but knowledgeable of the fact Dean had made one a few years later to save his brother. When there time was up, Dean died and a couple weeks later Roze did too, but by leaving a cryptic message on Bobby's answering machine it was months before Hayden even knew she was dead. Sam and Hayden, both grieving, went their separate ways only to be reunited on a demon hunt about three months later. The demon revealed that along with Dean, Roze had made a deal and was now in hell. Knowing Bobby was already in his own personal hell after Dean's death, Hayden took a long time before working up the courage to tell him. Deciding that the old man had a right to know.
However, when calling to break the news, Bobby answered the phone with the news that Dean Winchester walked the earth again. Without hesitation, Hayden travelled as fast as she could to Roze's burial site and found her old friend covered in mud and earthworms, sitting beside the headstone carved with her name. The two have been traveling together ever since, trying to figure out who made the handprint on Roze's shoulder by pulling her from the pit, working cases and hunting down one demon in particular.
Extra:
Hayden rides a Triumph Bonneville t120 motorbike and still lives and works out of her old family home in South Dakota when she'd not on the road ... which is not very often. She smokes like a chimney, drinks like fish and will literally sleep with any male that moves. But you can't get mad at a girl for the ways she tries to kill her sadness. Hayden favours her demon killing knife and a Smith and Wesson Beretta 9mm that used to belong to her father.
Hayden Williams
Age:
24
Species:
Human
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Appearance:
Hayden has dark brown hair with natural auburn highlights sewn through which falls to her mid-back in tousled beach waves. Dark, army green eyes framed by long black lashes and crowned with naturally dark eyebrows. Pale skin, often bruised and beaten by monsters, with freckles dusted across her nose and cheekbones, usually too faint to see unless you get up close and personal. She stands at about 5'4, slim with toned hunters muscles and a figure which curves in the right places yet she still looks small and packs a bigger punch than she looks like she could. Hayden's most memorable feature is the various tattoos which litter her body, including anti-possession and enochian symbols.
Personality:
Hayden is not the type of person to be placed anywhere in the vicinity of the words nice or approachable, in fact she is the poster child for 'does not work well with others.' She's sarcastic, witty and the owner of an IQ higher than 170, making her a certifiable genius, not that she would ever admit it. She could be considered brave and heroic but in reality her bravery is simply recklessness and heroism is merely the job description of a hunter. However, a person doesn't get to be the way Hayden is without some serious emotional damage, she used to be a fairly decent human being, and could be again if she stopped kicking away anyone who tried to get close to her. Despite all this, Hayden isn't a bad person, just a royally screwed up one.
Backstory:
Like all hunters, Hayden's past is sad and swimming in blood but before all that she actually had a pretty decent life. Hayden was raised, along with her older brother Roman, by two hunter parents, Harry and Mia Williams. The family had a home in South Dakota only a few hours away from where Bobby Singer lived, where Harry and Mia would drop Roman and Hayden when they had to go away on hunts. Whilst spending her weekends at Bobby's, Hayden became pretty close with the Winchester Brothers but most especially Roze, one of Bobby's adopted wayward kids, the two thinking themselves as sisters. Hayden was essentially a child-genius and despite all the moving around, managed to get herself a place at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology to study Astrophysics when she was only 17. Encouraged by her father to leave the family business, Hayden attended university ... or at least tried too. She hadn't been gone two months when Bobby called with the news that Hayden's parents and brother had been captured, tortured and eventually killed by a hoard of demons on a murderous holiday. After that Hayden essentially disappeared. For a year, she studied, researched and experimented until she was an expert on demons then resurfaced at the age of eighteen ready to take her revenge. Maybe it was a gift from God or just dumb look but her extensive research allowed her to find a blade that could kill demons, and that she did. It had passed her twenty second birthday by the time she'd managed to hunt down and kill every one of the demons that had anything to do with her family's death, and any other demon or monster she caught along the way. She earned herself a reputation among hunters as a demon expert, but still enjoyed a good old fashioned monster hunt when it came to the classic ghost or ghoul.
After her revenge tour was done with, Hayden reunited with her old friends, completely unaware that Roze had made a demon deal in Hayden's absence but knowledgeable of the fact Dean had made one a few years later to save his brother. When there time was up, Dean died and a couple weeks later Roze did too, but by leaving a cryptic message on Bobby's answering machine it was months before Hayden even knew she was dead. Sam and Hayden, both grieving, went their separate ways only to be reunited on a demon hunt about three months later. The demon revealed that along with Dean, Roze had made a deal and was now in hell. Knowing Bobby was already in his own personal hell after Dean's death, Hayden took a long time before working up the courage to tell him. Deciding that the old man had a right to know.
However, when calling to break the news, Bobby answered the phone with the news that Dean Winchester walked the earth again. Without hesitation, Hayden travelled as fast as she could to Roze's burial site and found her old friend covered in mud and earthworms, sitting beside the headstone carved with her name. The two have been traveling together ever since, trying to figure out who made the handprint on Roze's shoulder by pulling her from the pit, working cases and hunting down one demon in particular.
Extra:
Hayden rides a Triumph Bonneville t120 motorbike and still lives and works out of her old family home in South Dakota when she'd not on the road ... which is not very often. She smokes like a chimney, drinks like fish and will literally sleep with any male that moves. But you can't get mad at a girl for the ways she tries to kill her sadness. Hayden favours her demon killing knife and a Smith and Wesson Beretta 9mm that used to belong to her father.
Belwicket Guardian Gryphon
Member
Seen
8 yrs ago
Full Name: Ariel Winter
Age: 40
Species: Skinwalker
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Homosexual
Appearance: Ariel stands at 5'3" with long, black hair, slightly tan skin, ice blue eyes, and a thin but muscular frame. Just by looking at her, one is able to tell she is of japanese decent. She wears a grey, long-sleeve t-shirt, a denim/leather jacket (leather sleeves and collar on denim vest), black jeans and long, black, hiking boots.
While a dog, she appears as a husky with a white face, lower legs and underbelly, black back, top of the head, ears and upper legs with a layer of brown between them, having a brown tail as well. Her eyes stay their ice blue color.
Personality: Ariel is overall caring and gentle, sometimes seeming rather motherly, though does have her moments when she will make comments about pretty women she sees. She is often trying to get laid while in town, much to the chagrin of her partners.
Backstory: Ariel had grown up running from Hunters her entire life. She, unlike her parents, had not been created by the Alpha but had been born a Skinwalker. With her family constantly on the run from Hunters and, after refusing to obey the Alpha, the Skinwalkers, she didn't have much time to be a child. Then her parents were killed. They had been out on a hunt for food, trying to find someone, anyone, to eat. It didn't go well. Ariel waited all night but they never returned. The next morning, she found their bodies. She could tell by the bite marks they had been killed by Skinwalkers.
She traveled alone for years, living off scraps until one night, she was cornered by a Hunter. He said he knew what she was and he offered her a deal. She was to be his informant and he would find scumbags who got away with large crimes, such as murder, to feed her.
Their arrangement went well for a year before the man's sister found out. Once their eyes met, it was love at first sight. Ariel was afraid, though and had tried to hide, only to be pinned by the girl to a wall. An hour later, they were kissing. They quickly became a couple.
A few months later, she had gone to the spot where they had normally met up. When they were late to show up, however, Ariel ran to their house. She had arrived just in time to see 7 monsters leaving, each one carrying one weapon except the Djinn who carried a pair.
She searched the house and had heard the whimpering cries of a child. She hunted nearby until the child left the house a few days later and traveled with him for a year before revealing herself to him. He was confused at first. They became closer friends as they continued hunting, eventually getting back 2 of his family's weapons.
Extra: Her powers include being able to shift between human and dog form, enhanced strength, speed, senses, healing and agility, being hard to kill and having an infectious bite. Her preferred weapons are her teeth and claws.
Age: 40
Species: Skinwalker
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Homosexual
Appearance: Ariel stands at 5'3" with long, black hair, slightly tan skin, ice blue eyes, and a thin but muscular frame. Just by looking at her, one is able to tell she is of japanese decent. She wears a grey, long-sleeve t-shirt, a denim/leather jacket (leather sleeves and collar on denim vest), black jeans and long, black, hiking boots.
While a dog, she appears as a husky with a white face, lower legs and underbelly, black back, top of the head, ears and upper legs with a layer of brown between them, having a brown tail as well. Her eyes stay their ice blue color.
Personality: Ariel is overall caring and gentle, sometimes seeming rather motherly, though does have her moments when she will make comments about pretty women she sees. She is often trying to get laid while in town, much to the chagrin of her partners.
Backstory: Ariel had grown up running from Hunters her entire life. She, unlike her parents, had not been created by the Alpha but had been born a Skinwalker. With her family constantly on the run from Hunters and, after refusing to obey the Alpha, the Skinwalkers, she didn't have much time to be a child. Then her parents were killed. They had been out on a hunt for food, trying to find someone, anyone, to eat. It didn't go well. Ariel waited all night but they never returned. The next morning, she found their bodies. She could tell by the bite marks they had been killed by Skinwalkers.
She traveled alone for years, living off scraps until one night, she was cornered by a Hunter. He said he knew what she was and he offered her a deal. She was to be his informant and he would find scumbags who got away with large crimes, such as murder, to feed her.
Their arrangement went well for a year before the man's sister found out. Once their eyes met, it was love at first sight. Ariel was afraid, though and had tried to hide, only to be pinned by the girl to a wall. An hour later, they were kissing. They quickly became a couple.
A few months later, she had gone to the spot where they had normally met up. When they were late to show up, however, Ariel ran to their house. She had arrived just in time to see 7 monsters leaving, each one carrying one weapon except the Djinn who carried a pair.
She searched the house and had heard the whimpering cries of a child. She hunted nearby until the child left the house a few days later and traveled with him for a year before revealing herself to him. He was confused at first. They became closer friends as they continued hunting, eventually getting back 2 of his family's weapons.
Extra: Her powers include being able to shift between human and dog form, enhanced strength, speed, senses, healing and agility, being hard to kill and having an infectious bite. Her preferred weapons are her teeth and claws.
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