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Wolvena
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Hey there, I'm Wolvena!
So, after being away from the roleplay world for a while, I'm ready to jump back in. I don't do many 1 on 1's because I tend to struggle to keep it going after a little bit. I normally go with group rps on the smaller side, just because I tend to get a bit lost in larger ones. My go-to genres are animal(mostly wolves), anime, sci-fi, and fantasy, though I'm always up to give something new a try.
Location: Texas
Addictions: Minty chocolate, Wolves, Supernatural Tv Show, Anime
Favorite Quotes:
Even if you think you're alone, even if you think
there's no one else to listen to you. You're not alone.
You are Not making mistakes,
you are Not losing.
You are either Winning or Learning!
So, after being away from the roleplay world for a while, I'm ready to jump back in. I don't do many 1 on 1's because I tend to struggle to keep it going after a little bit. I normally go with group rps on the smaller side, just because I tend to get a bit lost in larger ones. My go-to genres are animal(mostly wolves), anime, sci-fi, and fantasy, though I'm always up to give something new a try.
Location: Texas
Addictions: Minty chocolate, Wolves, Supernatural Tv Show, Anime
Favorite Quotes:
Even if you think you're alone, even if you think
there's no one else to listen to you. You're not alone.
You are Not making mistakes,
you are Not losing.
You are either Winning or Learning!
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Name: Esme Marabella Stirling
Nickname(s): Ez, Ezzy, Bella, Mara, Stirling
Species: Human/Hunter
Age: 28
Appearance:
Always wears a black leather jacket, black boots, a hand made wire necklace, a multicolored beaded bracelet with a silver wolf charm on her right wrist, a medium-sized silver ring on her right thumb with a lapis stone, and a silver watch on her left wrist.
Tattoos/Scars: Anti Possession tattoo on her right hip. A scar on her stomach from a blade from an altercation outside a bar. Bullet scar, or at least what looks like was from a bullet, on her left shoulder.
Sexuality: Straight and single
Relation to characters (optional): Friend from the past at least for Dean and his father John. Sam wasn’t with them when they met. She hasn’t seen them in some years but has kept up with what they have done and what they are doing.
Bio: Esme was born into a family of hunters. By the time she could walk, her training had begun, much to the disapproval of her mother. When she was nine, her mother was killed. As she grew older, her training became more intense because her father wanted to be sure she was ready for anything she may come across. By age six, she knew how to handle a gun, fight, and knew about most things that go bump in the night. At age ten, her father took her on her first hunt. They had tracked down and killed a werewolf that had been terrorizing a town. By fourteen, she was someone well versed in all things that go bump in the night. When her father thought she was ready, he started taking her on cases. He saw her as a natural hunter, but was still overprotective and would step in even if she had it handled. In her early teens, she and her father had gone on a hunt, the aim of this hunt was to raid a small vampire nest in an abandoned and dilapidated warehouse, but this small nest turned out to be quite large, and more than the two could handle. Lucky for them, John Winchester and his son Dean had also caught wind of the case and showed up some time after them. The four teamed up and paired off, her father and John and Dean and her. They worked together and took out the nest, Dean and her hitting it off as they did and making a small game out of it. With the job done and the mess cleaned up, they met up at their vehicles and talked a while.
The adults shared a few beers, exchanged thanks, and a few stories. Dean and Esme went off to talk on their own until the men were ready to leave. The two teens spoke about how they wished they had met in better times and other things, exchanged numbers in case either got in a hairy situation, and gave each other an item to remember the other by before it was time to part ways. After parting ways, they ended up at the same hotel without realizing it. It wasn’t until Esme made a trip to the vending machine and found Dean there did it become clear. The two talked for a long while before they walked back to her room and said their goodnights and he went to his room. The next morning, Esme’s father woke her early after getting word of a case that wasn’t too far off. As they loaded their car they ran into the Winchesters again as they were loading their own car. They were also headed out on another case, the same one Esme and her father were headed off too. So, once again, they teamed up to take care of the creature. After the hunt, they found a place to linger and talk for a while, then they went their separate ways. Before parting ways, the two hugged and Esme kissed Dean's cheek and thanked him for his and his father's help. They both vowed they’d met up with one another again. Esme kept in touch with Dean over the years, much to her father's disapproval, as he tried to keep her from contacting him. So, she ended up doing it in secret.
There was a connection there that she didn’t want to lose. It also gave her someone to talk to when she and her father were on the outs and having a disagreement over something. But when her father was killed, she contacted him one last time before dropping contact. She became a lone wolf and became obsessed with finding what had killed her father, but has never found it. Some time passed before she ended up getting in touch with Dean for a case to get his help. The two worked together and ended up hitting it off again and even having a bit of a fling. It didn’t last but they parted on good terms. Sometime later, she learned of a hunt her other family members went on and that none survived. She ended up closing herself off from others and spending most of her days on the road, only going to the place she once called home if she needed something from there. She felt that the only true home she had now was her car since she lived mostly on the go and it held her most prized possessions.
Weapons: An assortment of firearms, blades, and even a grenade launcher in case the occasion calls for it. She always has a lighter on hand and a surplus of bullets, salt, and lighter fluid on hand.
Vehicle: A black cherry four-door 1969 Chevrolet Chevelle, that once belonged to her parents
Nickname(s): Ez, Ezzy, Bella, Mara, Stirling
Species: Human/Hunter
Age: 28
Appearance:
Always wears a black leather jacket, black boots, a hand made wire necklace, a multicolored beaded bracelet with a silver wolf charm on her right wrist, a medium-sized silver ring on her right thumb with a lapis stone, and a silver watch on her left wrist.
Tattoos/Scars: Anti Possession tattoo on her right hip. A scar on her stomach from a blade from an altercation outside a bar. Bullet scar, or at least what looks like was from a bullet, on her left shoulder.
Sexuality: Straight and single
Relation to characters (optional): Friend from the past at least for Dean and his father John. Sam wasn’t with them when they met. She hasn’t seen them in some years but has kept up with what they have done and what they are doing.
Bio: Esme was born into a family of hunters. By the time she could walk, her training had begun, much to the disapproval of her mother. When she was nine, her mother was killed. As she grew older, her training became more intense because her father wanted to be sure she was ready for anything she may come across. By age six, she knew how to handle a gun, fight, and knew about most things that go bump in the night. At age ten, her father took her on her first hunt. They had tracked down and killed a werewolf that had been terrorizing a town. By fourteen, she was someone well versed in all things that go bump in the night. When her father thought she was ready, he started taking her on cases. He saw her as a natural hunter, but was still overprotective and would step in even if she had it handled. In her early teens, she and her father had gone on a hunt, the aim of this hunt was to raid a small vampire nest in an abandoned and dilapidated warehouse, but this small nest turned out to be quite large, and more than the two could handle. Lucky for them, John Winchester and his son Dean had also caught wind of the case and showed up some time after them. The four teamed up and paired off, her father and John and Dean and her. They worked together and took out the nest, Dean and her hitting it off as they did and making a small game out of it. With the job done and the mess cleaned up, they met up at their vehicles and talked a while.
The adults shared a few beers, exchanged thanks, and a few stories. Dean and Esme went off to talk on their own until the men were ready to leave. The two teens spoke about how they wished they had met in better times and other things, exchanged numbers in case either got in a hairy situation, and gave each other an item to remember the other by before it was time to part ways. After parting ways, they ended up at the same hotel without realizing it. It wasn’t until Esme made a trip to the vending machine and found Dean there did it become clear. The two talked for a long while before they walked back to her room and said their goodnights and he went to his room. The next morning, Esme’s father woke her early after getting word of a case that wasn’t too far off. As they loaded their car they ran into the Winchesters again as they were loading their own car. They were also headed out on another case, the same one Esme and her father were headed off too. So, once again, they teamed up to take care of the creature. After the hunt, they found a place to linger and talk for a while, then they went their separate ways. Before parting ways, the two hugged and Esme kissed Dean's cheek and thanked him for his and his father's help. They both vowed they’d met up with one another again. Esme kept in touch with Dean over the years, much to her father's disapproval, as he tried to keep her from contacting him. So, she ended up doing it in secret.
There was a connection there that she didn’t want to lose. It also gave her someone to talk to when she and her father were on the outs and having a disagreement over something. But when her father was killed, she contacted him one last time before dropping contact. She became a lone wolf and became obsessed with finding what had killed her father, but has never found it. Some time passed before she ended up getting in touch with Dean for a case to get his help. The two worked together and ended up hitting it off again and even having a bit of a fling. It didn’t last but they parted on good terms. Sometime later, she learned of a hunt her other family members went on and that none survived. She ended up closing herself off from others and spending most of her days on the road, only going to the place she once called home if she needed something from there. She felt that the only true home she had now was her car since she lived mostly on the go and it held her most prized possessions.
Weapons: An assortment of firearms, blades, and even a grenade launcher in case the occasion calls for it. She always has a lighter on hand and a surplus of bullets, salt, and lighter fluid on hand.
Vehicle: A black cherry four-door 1969 Chevrolet Chevelle, that once belonged to her parents
I'm so excited to be a part of this RP.
I hope to have a character up soon.
I hope to have a character up soon.
Confirmed! ^_^
I don't mind waiting to give others a chance to join in. ^_^
I love Supernatural!
I'm defiantly up for trying this out.
I'm defiantly up for trying this out.
Deanah woke with the sun as she normally did. After pulling herself out of bed, she showered and dressed and got ready for the day. Yes, she could have slept in, since today was a personal day for her, but she had always been an early riser no matter what day it was. She then made her way to the kitchen for some breakfast. She went with something simple this morning, a couple of fried eyes and some toast with grape jelly. After eating, she grabbed her things and headed out the door, being sure to lock it behind her. Deanah lived just on the outskirts of town. She couldn’t ever bring herself to move closer in because she needed to feel like she still had a bit of freedom. Hopping on her purple bike, she rode into town to grab some things that she couldn’t get in the forest. As she rode through town, she received strange looks from the people that lived there. It wasn’t anything different, and by now she had become used to it. Many of the townspeople suspected her of being a witch, but had no proof to back up their claims.
Deanah rode through town, heading to the market to get fresh veggies and herbs that didn’t grow nearby her place. Not to mention, it was one of the few places that she could meet and talk to a few kind people. Plus, there were a few who weren’t human like herself, and she could relate to them. Upon reaching the market, she got off her bike and pushed it through the street and to the stalls she needed to visit.
Deanah rode through town, heading to the market to get fresh veggies and herbs that didn’t grow nearby her place. Not to mention, it was one of the few places that she could meet and talk to a few kind people. Plus, there were a few who weren’t human like herself, and she could relate to them. Upon reaching the market, she got off her bike and pushed it through the street and to the stalls she needed to visit.
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Today was a slow day for Marabella Stirling, for it was a day of downtime for her. It was a day for herself, which is something she didn't really do all that often, but this week had been exhausting and she felt she needed it. She also needed the time to give her apartment a good cleaning. It was looking as if a tornado had hit it. After giving her apartment a deep cleaning, she walked over to her radio and lowered the volume to make it more like background noise, then grabbed a book off a nearby shelf. She then walked over to her couch and plopped down upon it, making herself comfortable before opening to where she had it marked. All sound was drowned out as Bella became lost within the pages and part of the world she read about.
A blood-curdling scream brought Bella back into reality with a jump. Looking up from her book, her eyes stopped on the window. It was then she realized just how long she had been reading for, marking her place with a bookmark as she closed the book and set it upon the side table. She then got up and walked over to the window to see who had screamed and for what reason. She thought she might see the aftermath of an accident down below as she looked out the window, but all she saw was a gray and heavy fog outside her window. Confusion plastered itself upon her features, for she had never in her life seen fog get this thick. She stood there listening for any other sounds that might come through, but she heard nothing. The scream had unsettled her because it wasn’t your normal scream; it was definitely one of terror. Pulling away from the window, she decided she should see if anyone else knew what was going on, but first, she would need to change. She had been in her nightclothes all day. Bella went to her room and changed into a pair of dark blue jeans, a black v-neck shirt, and a pair of black lace-up boots. Before leaving the room, she grabbed her Walkman, headphones, and backpack purse. She clipped the Walkman to her belt and put the headphones around her neck.
After heading to the kitchen, she grabbed some snacks and put them in her purse, then a little something extra to eat on her way downstairs since she hadn’t had dinner yet. After doing that, she went to the door and opened it, but before exiting her apartment she took her black leather jacket and keys off their hooks. After closing the door, she locked it and put on her jacket, then slid her keys into one of its pockets. Bella ate her snack as she made her way down the stairs and to the lobby. When she arrived, the atmosphere changed drastically. It was clear something was definitely going on by how everyone was talking in hushed voices amongst one another. She hung back and listened, then two voices rang out loud and clear above all other voices. She recognized who they belonged to, but only knew the two in passing. Bella’s eyes scanned the crowd that had gathered in the lobby, then landed upon Wyatt as he made his way to the door. She watched as he grasped the handle, ready to open it. She pushed herself through the crowd while saying excuse me, as she made her way to him. “I don’t think that would be such a good idea.” she said when she finally reached him. “We have no idea what is going on out there.”
Hope she's ok.
This seems like it could really be fun. I'd hate to see it die before it has a chance to start.
I can try a one on one but I tend to have a bit of a hard time with them.
I should have a character up soon.
@Rafiel_purewing
I can try a one on one but I tend to have a bit of a hard time with them.
I should have a character up soon.
@Rafiel_purewing
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