Asesina

I Remain: Desolation (A Zombie apocalypse RP without the zombies!)

"Hey! What the fuck?"

"Jane! Watch your mouth."

"He took our gun!"

"Yes, I saw. But had he wanted us dead, he would have shot us by now. Come on, let's see what's going on outside."

"He said stay here..."

"Oh, so you do what you're told now?"

Jane shot her step-father a certain look before walking down the hall and then down the stairs, Dean following suit. "Oh lovely, it's a party," she remarked once she was downstairs and able to see through he window the group of people that were gathered outside. Someone had been shot, yet they weren't jumping at each other's throats. Maybe they were talking it out, but that would seem a little off as someone was gravely injured.

The two stared at each other.

"I don't suppose our unexpected visitor brought the rest of them here. But whatever his story is, we need to get our gun back from him-"

"Sounds good!" Jane started moving towards the door, but Dean lunged forward to grab her upper arm, the girl protesting in turn. "Hey! Didn't you just say we ought to get the gun from him?"

Dean let go of the grasp he had on her arm. He hadn't intended on grabbing her as hard as he had just then, but he couldn't let her go outside given the current conditions. "Sorry if I hurt you. We get the gun back once whatever his name is comes back inside. We don't go out there for now; we're not sure what those people are capable of."

"Well, a little verbal warning would have sufficed." Jane sighed, knowing that their plans had been ruined without much of an option. Her step-father had on his typical troubled expression, one she wasn't too fond of given that it usually meant they were in some sort of predicament. They were already in enough trouble with her missing mom and grandparents, and they didn't need to be fighting other people when they had those monsters already out for blood. "Okay, let's wait in here I guess. No use getting in between all of them."

I Remain: Desolation (A Zombie apocalypse RP without the zombies!)

"What's going on outside? We've been in here sleeping-or trying to sleep."

Dean was relieved he'd been allowed to explain himself, not only for Jane's sake, but for his well-being also. Whatever was going on prior to his arrival, she'd handled herself just fine. Him, on the other hand, felt and probably looked like a hot mess. He chastised himself internally for his own foolishness. What would have occurred to the both of them had he not woken up? He needed to step up his game and put the bottle down, because he'd come very close to losing Jane and that was unacceptable.

"It's true, we've got no idea about whatever mess is out there. This place was abandoned and we made ourselves at home for the night." Jane had stepped out from behind Dean as she talked, the fact that neither of them had been shot putting her more at ease. "Were you followed? Because prior to your arrival, we've had no other interactions with anyone, much less run into any trouble-" Her tone wasn't accusatory, but she too wanted to know what was going on outside. Clearly, they weren't going to get any more sleep, but instead of talking about it they should go investigate.

"Hey, buddy, how about you put the gun down now, yeah?" Dean interrupted, making the suggestion while simultaneously feeling the side of his belt line, which led him to tense up when he realized he was missing his weapon.

"Did you take the gun?" He lowered his gaze to Jane, who in turn looked up at him and nodded.

"It's right by my feet. Clearly I couldn't do anything since the firepower wasn't on my side."

From an outsider perspective, the two seemed slightly annoyed just going by the way they were talking to each other.

I Remain: Desolation (A Zombie apocalypse RP without the zombies!)

The figure rounded the corner a little too fast for Jane to properly gauge the situation, and in the blink of an eye she was facing a man with a rifle. Clearly, the pistol in her hands was no match. It didn't come as a surprise that the man started barking orders right away, though she obviously preferred words to bullets. But even though he had made himself crystal clear, Jane wasn't about to throw him her gun.

"We're good, you don't have to shoot," she replied, putting her hands at roughly shoulder level as she slowly knelt on her left knee to place the weapon by her feet. Just as slowly she got up, her eyes on the man the entire time. Jane didn't like being on the wrong side of a barrel. Dean had taken her shooting a number of times, and he always emphasized proper handling of a weapon so she was more than comfortable around one. This encounter, however, nearly made her heart skip a beat.

"No, I'm not alone. I'm here with my step-father who's not...all there at the moment."

In the room, Dean turned on his side to face the door. He was half asleep, although the chatter he heard coming from beyond the door woke him up instantly. He looked around the room, and uttered a curse word when he didn't see his step-daughter there with him. The man got up on his feet and walked towards the door, listening for a moment. She definitely wasn't alone.

"Jane, are you okay?" he called out while opening the door, taking a moment to process the scene not too far down the hall before seeing the answer to his question right in front of his eyes. Dean then acted on instinct.

"Hey! What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He aggressively moved in front of Jane, pushing her back with one hand to stand between her and the rifled aim in their direction.

I Remain: Desolation (A Zombie apocalypse RP without the zombies!)

Jane and Dean were both sound asleep, the latter out like a light as he'd drank too many beers to count. The situation they were in had taken its toll on the man. His wife, mother-in-law, and father-in-law were nowhere to be found. They had driven up to his in-laws only to find the place deserted. Maybe they too had fled, or so he hoped. Jane was disappointed, and bit her tongue hard enough to not cry. She had been rather quiet on their way to this new house they'd found. Dean, on the other hand, put up a brave front as he kept reassuring his step-daughter the rest of her family was alive and well. But once he told her to go to bed in order to hit the road in the middle of the night, he found some wine and despite not being his drink of choice, drank himself silly while barely able to walk upstairs and pass out.

A foreign sound made Jane gasp. She opened her eyes and sat up straight, what little light was left in the day barely illuminating the room as the girl scanned her surroundings. She had had a dream, a good one at that. She was celebrating her baby brother's shower. She'd finally have a sibling, and throughout the dream her mother and Dean were promising her they wouldn't love her any less or treat her any different.

There was another sound. Jane's heart quickened again, and she slowly pushed half of the sleeping bag off of her. Maybe Dean was outside. Or maybe it was someone else? She turned to her side and saw her step-father's still silhouette. They weren't alone.

"Dean, wake up!" Jane did her best to get his attention all while whispering. "Hey, there's someone outside!"

No response.

Jane sighed, crawling over to the corner where her stepfather lay. She grabbed his shoulder and tried to wake him, but he mumbled some incomprehensible nonsense and started snoring immediately.

"If this is how it's going to be you're in for a world of trouble."

The girl reached for the gun secured to Dean's waist. She would temporarily take it just to make sure there was no one outside wanting to look for trouble. She'd been warned, after all, that it was a possibility to come across others looking to do more harm than good, and she wasn't taking any chances.

Jane slowly got up and tiptoed her way to the door, freezing in place when the floor creaked underneath her weight.

"Jane, what are you doing up?"

The girl drew in a sharp breath, not expecting him to be up. "Shh! There's someone in here!"

"Wha--you sure?"

Great. He was drunk. That's why he didn't respond when she called out to him.

"No, I'm kidding. I'm going to the bathroom, just go back to sleep."

"Okay."

Jane didn't know whether she'd made the right choice or not, but being he was as drunk as she assumed him to be, she'd be the one to be taking care of him instead of the other way around. After she saw him turn away, she reached for the door to open it and slowly stuck her head out into the hall, gun in hand with a tight grip. Empty. Jane then was careful not to make any noise as she walked outside, her head on a swivel for any signs of danger.

I Remain: Desolation (A Zombie apocalypse RP without the zombies!)

Dean & Jane

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"Upstairs, now!"
"Who are you, my father?"

[ 40 / 17 | 6'3 / 5'1 | Canadian | He/Him / She/Her | 210 lbs / 103 lbs ]

[Blunt / Wanderer]

APPEARANCE

First impressions speak wonders. For Dean, he would get the occasional unsolicited stare when he'd be out and about. It's not his salt and pepper beard groomed to near perfection or his ruggedly handsome looks, but rather, the large number of tattoos on display from his neck down to his fingers. To top it off, his facial expression usually matches his outward appearance. He has the male equivalent of "resting bitch face", and his neutral expression makes him unapproachable at times. Dean has been advised by his friends he needs to smile more, but the man simply scoffs and gives them the middle finger. Dean's attitude coupled with his naturally strong build sometimes puts him in the hot seat.

Fashion-wise, the man is unpredictable. He looks good in a tuxedo, sweatpants, or shorts. Given the California weather, he'll wear whatever is appropriate at the time, which more often than not it's a button-down shirt and jeans. If he had to pick, he'd say his favorite style is business casual. As a bar-owner, Dean takes full advantage of the freedom he's allowed with his wardrobe. On occasion, he dons some of the jewelry he owns such as a watch or ring, but he refuses to over-accessorize.

On the other hand, there's Jane. She is a rather short girl for her age, but despite being small, she packs a big personality. Growing up, she always loved playing dress-up with her dolls and having tea parties, thus her hair always had to be made up and her nails almost always had a layer or two of glitter. But sometime in middle school, she dropped the act. She cut her hair short to make it easier to manage and given she has bright blue eyes, she loved the contrast created by black eyeliner and mascara. Some have labeled her as a goth, but she doesn't have any one specific style. She'll dress up if she needs to or dresses down to lounge or run errands.

PSYCHOLOGY

MAIN GOAL ⫻ Dean and Jane both want to find Sydney as well as take care of each other.

PHILOSOPHY ⫻ This step-father/step-daughter duo have somewhat similar personalities. Dean has a "fuck it" mentality. He's overly-confident and believes he can get out of any nasty situation he may find himself in. Jane, much like her step-father, doesn't worry too much about what may or may not go wrong as she's a natural-born rebel. Currently, however, they're both starting to realize that they need a solid plan to simply survive.

SECRETS ⫻ When he was young, Dean got into a fight with another kid from school, Stefan. The two were alone, and after being punched in the nose hard enough to start bleeding, Dean knocked out Stefan and left him lying on the ground. News later circulated that Stefan was found dead, and Dean has never said a word of it to anyone. Jane's secret isn't anywhere near as shocking. She lost her virginity to a boy named Max on her 15th birthday and she never told her mom, or anyone else for that matter.

SEXUALITY ⫻ Both Dean and Jane are heterosexual.

FEARS ⫻ Dean is scared of losing those he loves the most, while Jane fears death.

QUIRKS ⫻ N/A.

FLAWS ⫻ Dean is reckless and at times believes himself to be untouchable. Jane has an attitude problem. She'll say things she later regrets but can't help herself in the heat of the moment.

BACKSTORY

It's no secret Dean had a troubled past. From a young age, he got involved with the wrong crowd and it went downhill from there. He often would drink and smoke weed, and eventually got his feet wet with the harder stuff. But his experimentation didn't last as he didn't enjoy the aftermath of the effects. Throughout his adolescence, Dean was in and out of juvie a number of times. His mother, who was raising him alone at the time, threatened to send him to some boot camp for troubled youth, but Dean didn't pay her any mind. He loved her, but he knew she wouldn't do anything like that to him. But his mindset changed when one day, the school's dean had a talk with him. He'd either clean up his act, or face expulsion. Sure, he'd been suspended numerous times, but he was never threatened to be kicked out of school. Just because he was a bad boy didn't mean he was stupid. He still wanted a high school education, and since he was so close to achieving that goal, he slowly began to clean up his act. Not only did his mother take notice, but so did the school staff. They supported him every step along the way until his graduation. Dean was indecisive as to his future, but after a few years of going in and out menial jobs, he started working at a local pub as a barback, and he loved it. Dean slowly moved up, being promoted to bartender after some time and eventually, bar manager. He loved his job, and he had an amazing life going for himself when he met Sydney.

The young woman, Sydney, showed up at the bar one evening while leaving her daughter, Jane, with a babysitter. Jane was two years old and was as playful as a little girl could be despite the fact that her father was shot and killed during a sting with drug dealers. She was too young to understand why her father was gone, and the thought never crossed her mind until she was told the truth one day. Sydney and Dean eloped, the family eventually moving down to California when Jane was 7 years old. Sydney's architecture business was thriving, and Dean had just opened his own bar. Jane was without a doubt a pretty lucky child. Or she was, until they had to break the news to her that Dean was not her relative by blood. Jane took it pretty hard, lashing out at her parents before running away for the night. She had the typical teenage response to such big news, but over time, she slowly calmed down and realized she didn't have to treat Dean any differently than she had been treating him up to that point.

When the mist rolled around, Sydney was nowhere to be found. Dean and Jane were quickly able to meet up at the bar, but their attempts at getting through to her were futile. The two rushed home, avoiding the chaos going on around them, but Sydney wasn't there either. They debated staying home and waiting, but their argument was cut short when they heard a loud crash somewhere near the back of the house. They ran to the car and Dean peeled out of the driveway as Jane stared in awe at the monsters in the distance.

Up to that point they've avoided being killed, hoping that Sydney too was alive.

SKILLS & TALENTS

Brawler ⫻ Dean has had his share number of fights, and he's won most of them. He's not afraid to get down and dirty with an opponent or multiple attackers.

Multilingual ⫻ Even though Jane is young, she has learned two additional languages aside from her native English. She speaks French and Spanish, making it easier to communicate with some strangers whom they may come across.

EQUIPMENT & GEAR

Glock 17 ⫻ Due to his upbringing, Dean always knew a gun by his side would help him rather than hurt him, and he's had a number of them throughout the years. When the situation turned ugly, he grabbed his Glock and tucked it behind his back before he frantically tried to get hold of his wife.

First aid kit ⫻ Jane had called Dean who then advised her to rush to the bar. She had her backpack with her and the first thing he did was snatch the kit from behind the bar, handing it to her so she could put it away.

OTHER

"We'll find your mother, don't worry."
"I hope you mean that..."

I Remain: Desolation (A Zombie apocalypse RP without the zombies!)

Dean & Jane

╚══════════════╝

"Upstairs, now!"
"Who are you, my father?"

[ 40 / 17 | 6'3 / 5'1 | Canadian | He/Him / She/Her | 210 lbs / 103 lbs ]

[Blunt / Wanderer]

APPEARANCE

First impressions speak wonders. For Dean, he would get the occasional unsolicited stare when he'd be out and about. It's not his salt and pepper beard groomed to near perfection or his ruggedly handsome looks, but rather, the large number of tattoos on display from his neck down to his fingers. To top it off, his facial expression usually matches his outward appearance. He has the male equivalent of "resting bitch face", and his neutral expression makes him unapproachable at times. Dean has been advised by his friends he needs to smile more, but the man simply scoffs and gives them the middle finger. Dean's attitude coupled with his naturally strong build sometimes puts him in the hot seat.

Fashion-wise, the man is unpredictable. He looks good in a tuxedo, sweatpants, or shorts. Given the California weather, he'll wear whatever is appropriate at the time, which more often than not it's a button-down shirt and jeans. If he had to pick, he'd say his favorite style is business casual. As a bar-owner, Dean takes full advantage of the freedom he's allowed with his wardrobe. On occasion, he dons some of the jewelry he owns such as a watch or ring, but he refuses to over-accessorize.

On the other hand, there's Jane. She is a rather short girl for her age, but despite being small, she packs a big personality. Growing up, she always loved playing dress-up with her dolls and having tea parties, thus her hair always had to be made up and her nails almost always had a layer or two of glitter. But sometime in middle school, she dropped the act. She cut her hair short to make it easier to manage and given she has bright blue eyes, she loved the contrast created by black eyeliner and mascara. Some have labeled her as a goth, but she doesn't have any one specific style. She'll dress up if she needs to or dresses down to lounge or run errands.

PSYCHOLOGY

MAIN GOAL ⫻ Dean and Jane both want to find Sydney as well as take care of each other.

PHILOSOPHY ⫻ This step-father/step-daughter duo have somewhat similar personalities. Dean has a "fuck it" mentality. He's overly-confident and believes he can get out of any nasty situation he may find himself in. Jane, much like her step-father, doesn't worry too much about what may or may not go wrong as she's a natural-born rebel. Currently, however, they're both starting to realize that they need a solid plan to simply survive.

SECRETS ⫻ When he was young, Dean got into a fight with another kid from school, Stefan. The two were alone, and after being punched in the nose hard enough to start bleeding, Dean knocked out Stefan and left him lying on the ground. News later circulated that Stefan was found dead, and Dean has never said a word of it to anyone. Jane's secret isn't anywhere near as shocking. She lost her virginity to a boy named Max on her 15th birthday and she never told her mom, or anyone else for that matter.

SEXUALITY ⫻ Both Dean and Jane are heterosexual.

FEARS ⫻ Dean is scared of losing those he loves the most, while Jane fears death.

QUIRKS ⫻ N/A.

FLAWS ⫻ Dean is reckless and at times believes himself to be untouchable. Jane has an attitude problem. She'll say things she later regrets but can't help herself in the heat of the moment.

BACKSTORY

It's no secret Dean had a troubled past. From a young age, he got involved with the wrong crowd and it went downhill from there. He often would drink and smoke weed, and eventually got his feet wet with the harder stuff. But his experimentation didn't last as he didn't enjoy the aftermath of the effects. Throughout his adolescence, Dean was in and out of juvie a number of times. His mother, who was raising him alone at the time, threatened to send him to some boot camp for troubled youth, but Dean didn't pay her any mind. He loved her, but he knew she wouldn't do anything like that to him. But his mindset changed when one day, the school's dean had a talk with him. He'd either clean up his act, or face expulsion. Sure, he'd been suspended numerous times, but he was never threatened to be kicked out of school. Just because he was a bad boy didn't mean he was stupid. He still wanted a high school education, and since he was so close to achieving that goal, he slowly began to clean up his act. Not only did his mother take notice, but so did the school staff. They supported him every step along the way until his graduation. Dean was indecisive as to his future, but after a few years of going in and out menial jobs, he started working at a local pub as a barback, and he loved it. Dean slowly moved up, being promoted to bartender after some time and eventually, bar manager. He loved his job, and he had an amazing life going for himself when he met Sydney.

The young woman, Sydney, showed up at the bar one evening while leaving her daughter, Jane, with a babysitter. Jane was two years old and was as playful as a little girl could be despite the fact that her father was shot and killed during a sting with drug dealers. She was too young to understand why her father was gone, and the thought never crossed her mind until she was told the truth one day. Sydney and Dean eloped, the family eventually moving down to California when Jane was 7 years old. Sydney's architecture business was thriving, and Dean had just opened his own bar. Jane was without a doubt a pretty lucky child. Or she was, until they had to break the news to her that Dean was not her relative by blood. Jane took it pretty hard, lashing out at her parents before running away for the night. She had the typical teenage response to such big news, but over time, she slowly calmed down and realized she didn't have to treat Dean any differently than she had been treating him up to that point.

When the mist rolled around, Sydney was nowhere to be found. Dean and Jane were quickly able to meet up at the bar, but their attempts at getting through to her were futile. The two rushed home, avoiding the chaos going on around them, but Sydney wasn't there either. They debated staying home and waiting, but their argument was cut short when they heard a loud crash somewhere near the back of the house. They ran to the car and Dean peeled out of the driveway as Jane stared in awe at the monsters in the distance.

Up to that point they've avoided being killed, hoping that Sydney too was alive.

SKILLS & TALENTS

Brawler ⫻ Dean has had his share number of fights, and he's won most of them. He's not afraid to get down and dirty with an opponent or multiple attackers.

Multilingual ⫻ Even though Jane is young, she has learned two additional languages aside from her native English. She speaks French and Spanish, making it easier to communicate with some strangers whom they may come across.

EQUIPMENT & GEAR

Glock 17 ⫻ Due to his upbringing, Dean always knew a gun by his side would help him rather than hurt him, and he's had a number of them throughout the years. When the situation turned ugly, he grabbed his Glock and tucked it behind his back before he frantically tried to get hold of his wife.

First aid kit ⫻ Jane had called Dean who then advised her to rush to the bar. She had her backpack with her and the first thing he did was snatch the kit from behind the bar, handing it to her so she could put it away.

OTHER

"We'll find your mother, don't worry."
"I hope you mean that..."

I Remain: Desolation (A Zombie apocalypse RP without the zombies!)

Quick question, may I play a father/daughter duo?

I Remain: Desolation (A Zombie apocalypse RP without the zombies!)

This looks good.

A little helpful? Yes.

Great stuff at the 1:00 and 2:38 marks. I know I learned something new tonight.