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Hidden Among the Shadows - A Supernatural Inspired RP

Once Christian felt the shift of a soul leaving their human tether, he teleported to their location. Like all vampire dens, the inside stunk with blood—both fresh and old. Christian looked around the dusty basement until he found a woman slumped in a chair with vampires feeding from her. The soul had left the body even though she wasn't drained yet. Christian sighed and turned to find the spectral soul of the woman.

He smiled kindly at her, noting her bright brown eyes despite now being a ghost. ”Hello, you must be Penny. My name is Christian.” He smiled softly at the woman, his own intense brown eyes watching her closely for how she may be feeling.

Christian never knew the names of the deceased until he arrived to reap them. It was as if their consciousness was transferred to him and he knew everything he ever needed to know about them. However, Christian had seen Penny before.

Death instructed all of their workers to remain diligent. To not get attached to the living or a soul. Christian tried his best to follow all the rules, but he found humans to be entirely fascinating with how they lived, and Penny happened to be one of those humans. Christian was saddened her life had been taken from her so soon.

Chicago After Hours -- Paused (indefinitely)

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Avery Zain

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Location: Caden&Nero’s – Chicago, IL
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Passed the f*ck out.

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Caden

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Location: Caden&Nero’s Home – Chicago, IL
Skills:
Fit

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Caden frowned when Nero looked away, the sudden need to protect Nero coming back. Caden tugged on their joined hands while he stood, pulling Nero in closer.

The nerves Caden had been feeling about being rejected by Nero seemed to fade as his focus shifted, wanting to help.

”What else is there to study? We haven’t found anything, and after yesterday, well, I don’t know of any magics powerful enough to break a bond unless it is willingly done. Or one of the parties is killed.” Caden took a step forward, closing the distance completely, and looked down at Nero.

Nero never looked small to Caden despite the imp’s short stature. They were always so full of life that it made them seem larger. There was so much energy being contained in that little body. It almost didn’t make sense that someone so big was housed in something so small.

Caden brushed his fingers along Nero’s cheek before cupping their face. ”I know I have no right to ask this of you, but I’d rather you stay. Last night was terrible without you, and I don’t want to be alone right now.”

Hidden Among the Shadows - A Supernatural Inspired RP

Some might think being a reaper would be a lonely life, but it was quite the opposite. There were hundreds of reapers all around the world working for Death. Many times, there were one or two reapers around, especially if there was a multi-causality event. But it was more than that for Christian. He loved watching people going about their lives. He would often sit in one location for hours at a time, watching people coming and going about their day. Going to work, coming home from work. He found life to be fascinating.

Christian had no memory of living. He didn’t even know how he became a reaper. It seemed like he was sleeping until Death woke him to give him his assignment. Ever since then, Christian had an appreciation for life and those who lived it before they lost it.

Currently the job had him in Oklahoma, hovering around a vampire nest. These places always had one or two deaths a day, it seemed. Christian didn’t understand why the creatures couldn’t live without killing. It seemed so strange to him. Despite his confusion, Christian stood in the bushes, hovering around the abandoned-looking building until he felt the inevitable pull in his chest that someone’s life had ended.

✨ Under Black Stars ✨

The shadows ebbed and flowed, waiting for Annika to take her chance. It was as if the shadows were wanting her to learn how to wield and work with them. Annika smiled to herself. She never felt alone in this place, despite her only real company being her father and the shadow cat when it decided to be social.

”Like manifesting?” From what Annika understood of manifesting was that an intention was set before working on steps towards that goal, but subconsciously. Then seemingly from nothing, the universe would deliver on what was originally manifested.

Annika watched the shadows until images started to dance within her mind's eye. The girl reached forward, her hand and half her arm disappearing into the shadows. Annika stretched her fingers out, brushing them along nothing. She found a few solid objects but nothing came to her touch immediately. Annika took a deep breath in and shut her eyes until something pushed into her hand.

She opened her eyes as she pulled out a long, slender wooden pole with a string attached to one side. The string pulled on the wooden pole to connect the ends together. Tendrils of shadows slipped over the curved object while Annika examined it.

Bow.

The word came to Annika from somewhere deep within her mind. She didn't think she had come across such an object before, but maybe she had read something long ago. However, Annika's free hand shot forward into the shadows, and produced another wooden object. It was smaller and thinner in size with shadowed feathers on the end.

As Annika examined the foreign object closer, she noticed a groove in the wood. The perfect place to hold a string. Following her intuition, Annika notched the arrow onto the bow and lifted the joined objects. She pulled the string back until her fingers brushed her cheek. The motion was new to Annika and yet it felt so completely familiar. She released the arrow and watched it soar through the house before it connected with a target that had appeared. She grinned before looking at her father for approval.

Hidden Among the Shadows - A Supernatural Inspired RP

Hidden Among the Shadows

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Within the world of the supernatural, Reapers are responsible for keeping balance. If the Natural Order becomes unstable, catastrophic events will happen. Wars, tsunamis, or diseases can run rampant and take out hundreds of thousands of people. So what will happen when a Reaper turns sympathetic and a Human [...]. When the two team up to hunt those less deserving of life, will it offset the balance or give rise to new life on Earth?

Based on lore from the TV show "Supernatural", join us in creating a fan-inspired role-play that pushes the boundaries of what we know about the after-life and that which remains hidden among the shadows.

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Hidden Among the Shadows - A Supernatural Inspired RP

Christian Jones

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Christian Jones

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Character Summary

Name: Christian Jones
Aliases: Chris
Age: Unknown; Looks to be in his early thirties.
Birthday: Unknown
Ethnicity: African Descent
Species: Reaper
Birth Place: Unknown
Gender: Male
Languages: All

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Appearance

Height: 6’
Weight: 165
Body Type: Athletic
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Black
Skin Tone: Black
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Blue Diamond stud piercing left ear
Personal Style:

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Psychology

Quiet * Intense * Loyal * Over-Bearing * Inquisitive * Obsessive

Sexuality: Unknown
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Adapts, blends in, comforting and compassionate. Passionate about his role to the point of being overbearing and obsessive. Has an intense look that comes across as if he is staring into your very soul.
Hobbies: Reading; People watching;
Fears:

Likes:

• Art Museums
• Memoir books
• Animals
• Nature

Dislikes:

• Littering
• Rudeness
• Reaping children
• Violent Killers

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History

Biography:
Not much is known about Christian before he became a reaper. Was he born a reaper? Did he die and then get turned into one? Even Christain doesn’t know. For as long as he can remember, he has been bringing souls to the other side. Heaven, Hell, and everywhere in between. It is all he knows. He has remained loyal to Death and neutral in his task, but recently he has been questioning all the seemingly senseless deaths in the world. The children who die and the violent deaths. Of course, Christian is happy when the souls choose to move on, but those who remain have started to stick with Christian. Why would some of these people decide to stay behind, watching those live on, ignorant of the pain they caused or the loss the families are feeling?
Currently, Christian is searching for a purpose in his life. Something to give immortality meaning again.

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Additional Information

Theme Song: Spooky -- Dusty Springfield
Reaper lore taken from Supernatural Wiki

Hidden Among the Shadows - A Supernatural Inspired RP

Using lore from "Supernatural", we aim to create a new story about a reaper who harbours a soft spot for the humans he is meant to reap. When a human learns about the creatures that go bump in the night, she becomes set on avenging those she lost. Our reaper and human team up to stop those who wish to do harm in the world.

✨ Under Black Stars ✨

Annika watched the shadows enclose around her. It happened slowly and yet at one moment Annika could see and then she couldn't. She reached her hand out, expecting to grasp something solid but connected with nothing. Although Annika was comfortable in the shadows, her heart did start to pound the longer she remained blind.

Jack's hand connected with Annika's shoulder, causing her to jump until she could suddenly see; everything. She turned her head this way and that, seeing the world around her in a different light. It was then that Annika realized she didn't understand the shadows, not the way Jack did. There was an entirely different level to them that she had yet to unlock.

Annika looked at Jack while he explained. She felt suddenly small and rather inexperienced. She looked away from Jack, feeling sheepish.

”You know I lack patience,” she said, looking back at him. ”But I'll try, dad. I'll work on it,” she promised him.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Ezekiel Kel

Location: Roman Side - CHB
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...people who don’t care. Demetri’s words cut through what was left of Ezekiel’s heart. First, Nancy ripped it out, and then Demetri squished it into the ground. No matter what Ezekiel tried to do, be an asshole, be generous, or compromise his feelings, he wasn’t good enough. He couldn’t be enough.

While Zeke felt everything shattering on the inside, everything was exploding on the outside. He watched Nancy launch herself at Demetri after calling him a derogatory term, one that made Zeke feel sick to his stomach.

His entire body vibrated with a deep anger that he hadn’t felt since he was a kid when his powers had first developed. Ezekiel felt he was on the verge of losing control, but he didn’t care because everything was out of control anyway.

”EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP!” he screamed. He looked at Demetri, who had blood streaming down his face; Nancy, who had Demi’s blood on her hands; Niah, in her quiet rage; and Alexios and Hercules, who were holding people back. ”Nancy, you can’t use that word anymore. Demetri, Leandra may have been your friend, but she has a long history with New Rome. One that predates your friendship. Everyone just…back off and worry about yourselves.” Zeke had moved to stand in between both groups at this point. His back was to Nancy while he looked at Alexios helping Demetri, the final nail in the coffin.

Chicago After Hours -- Paused (indefinitely)

Aspen Creek Mystery - Part 1

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Avery Zain

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Location: Outside the Aspen Creek Pack Territory - Aspen Creek, MT
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Montana was a wasteland in the middle of January. A cold, white, frigid wasteland. Avery blew on his gloved hands, trying to warm the tips of his fingers up. It was insane to feel cold like this. However, Avery would have to stand outside for as long as the wolf, who stood a hundred yards from him, kept him there.

Yellow eyes met him through the trees, a low snarl vibrating from its throat. The sound raised the hair on the back of Avery’s neck. He shifted his eyes away from the wolf and bowed his head.

”Peace, Brother Wolf. I come at the orders from the Marrock.”

A week ago, Avery received a phone call from the original werewolf asking for help. It had been a strange phone call. Firstly, you never wanted to receive a call from the Marrock. Secondly, he never asked for help. But whatever was going on, Bran needed the extra muscle and Avery couldn’t deny the alpha of all werewolves his request. No matter how difficult it would be to leave Kiki.

Avery had asked his girlfriend to come with him, but she was otherwise detained. Kimiko was a private investigator by trade and had been working on a case when Avery received Bran's call. Of course, Avery understood her need to stay behind to work, but that hadn’t made leaving easier. As soon as Avery had left Caden’s property, Avery’s breathing had grown restricted. He had made it to the airport in record time, shaving twenty minutes off the usual drive time. Now that Avery was standing over fourteen hundred miles away, that anxious, uneasy feeling he was experiencing from missing a part of his soul, didn’t go away. And the wolf staring him down was only making the man more agitated.

Avery’s skin prickled with the feeling of magic in the air. He looked up to see a man standing where the wolf had been. Charles, Bran’s executioner and son, stood with a distant look in his eyes.

“We would have picked you up from the airport,” Charles simply said.

Avery swallowed and shrugged his shoulders, looking away from the more dominant wolf.

”Needed the space to adjust to being…” Avery trailed off, feeling the words getting caught in his throat.

“Ah. You’ve mated. That feeling doesn’t get easier. Come. No need to freeze your ass off.” Charles walked forward, leading Avery to the house hidden within the Montana wilderness's thick pine trees.

”If you think this is cold, try Chicago. The wind off the river is nightmarish with the humidity. You never warm up,” Avery informed Charles.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” He opened the door, leading Avery inside and down the hallway to Bran’s office.

The Marrock sat in a large office chair that somehow seemed small despite its size. The man who encompassed it had that larger-than-life personality. Avery looked away instantly, knowing Bran was the superior here. The power of the original werewolf was undeniable. At least Caden seemed to dim his magic so as not to overpower Avery. But if Caden and Bran ever got into a pissing match, Avery wasn’t confident Bran would win.

The man looked up and smiled as if Bran could hear Avery’s thoughts. “Avery Zain. Welcome back. You are looking well.” Bran nodded to the chairs sitting on the other side of the desk/ Avery took a seat, and Charles left them to it. “How is Caden?”

”On vacation. Somewhere far warmer than this.”

Bran chuckled. “Yes, I’m afraid it does get rather cold in the Northern Basin. You’ll get used to it.”

Avery raised his eyebrows. ”How long are you wanting me here?” Avery was expecting a week at the most. He wasn’t sure he would be able to last longer than that without Kimiko.

Bran grinned, a twinkle in his eyes before he shrugged. “We’ll see. For now, let me catch you up to speed.”

Aspen Creek Mystery - Part 2

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Avery Zain

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Location: Aspen Creek Pack Territory - Aspen Creek, MT
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Forty-five minutes later, Avery walked out of Bran’s office, the remnants of a chuckle shining in his eyes. Bran’s hand rested on Avery’s shoulder, leading him towards the kitchen.

”I’ll head into town, see if there is something I can sense or uncover,” Avery said. He walked over to a bar stool and took a seat next to the counter. ”Do you have a car I could borrow?”

“Of course.” Bran rummaged through the fridge, searching for various food items before he started cooking. “I appreciate your help on this, Avery. This is normally something I or Charles would be able to easily take care of but it seems I need something, or rather someone, with a bit more finesse.”

”Honestly, I’m flattered you thought of me,” Avery said.

“Well, I confess my reason for asking you is double-sided.”

”Oh?” Avery looked at Bran with interest. Bran looked at Avery with a sheepish smile. Slowly, Avery realized what Bran was probably referring to, and he started to shake his head.

“Oh, come now, Avery. You had to know I was going to ask. I still don’t see why you wouldn’t want your own pack. Caden has helped you grow infinitely stronger and wiser. I’m confident you would thrive leading your own pack.

”Well I’m not,” Avery said defiantly.