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Supernatural: Wayward Hunters and a Shitload of broken Seals

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Supernatural Roleplay anyone?

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If this bump doesn't catch any more attention in the next 30 hours or so, I'll put the CS up in the OOC topic. Just so you guys have something to do.

As for Plotlines, I'm thinking something along the lines of around Season 4 - all the seals being broken in order to let Lucifer roam free? Well, there was a shit-ton of seals - and it can't have been only the angels and the Winchesters trying to close them.

Although we know what the outcome will be (i.e we fail, Lucifer goes free, yadda yadda, cue Season 5), our characters will still work past that... judging it goes on for that long.

In cases of species you want to play, or backstories, I'm going to be fairly lenient in some cases. For example - Dean Winchester was the first soul to be plucked out of Hell by angels. Doesn't mean he has to be the last, so if you want that for your character, and write it up well enough, I'll let it happen.
If you really want to play a canon character, I will allow it, depending on who it is, how you're going to change them, and how you're going to portray them.
If you want to play an Angel, or Demon, or vampire or whatever, that's fine. (Obviously with some boundaries in there.)

So... yeah. Any queries?

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Rozalia Éathliel

Location; Physical Education; Gym
Interacting With; Dallas Relo & Jonas Highwind @Plank Sinatra @HereComesTheSnow

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Listening to Dallas talk was amusing - he didn't talk like most guys his age. Roze was still working out if it was pretentiously comical, or just annoying. He did talk a good case though; as did his 'wingman'.

"I guess I'll take your word for it. But the only lifting I do is climbing. I'm quite happy being able to lift just over my own body weight - anything else, I'll probably tear myself a new one or something." She said with a chuckle to Jonas. "I know they make us take this so that we don't turn into a slow, fat buffet on legs for the monsters out there - but I'm in pretty okay shape. If I were in a fight, I know for damn sure that punching them wouldn't do anything. We're not all children of the War Machine himself, y'know."
She added, giving Jonas a once over. He was pretty much the physical walking stereotype for a child of Ares. However, his lovely sister Tara covered all of the bases in body and mind.
From what Roze had witnessed anyway.

Sitting up with a sigh and crossing her legs on the bench, she began tapping out a beat absent-mindedly on her converse. If one had a good ear to music, you'd recognise Rock and Roll all Nite, by KISS.
"Nope. I'll stick to my swimming and climbing. My powers should take care of the rest." She said with a smile, then paused. "Well... hopefully."

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Peter Skojare

Location; Campus Café
Interacting With; Ever Tidus & Corinthe Malakos @WhiteStar19 @Obscurus

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Peter couldn't help but wince with sympathy as Charlie came rollicking through the cafe, dragging poor Ever along behind him. Before Peter could even stand up in an attempt to help, Ever had both fallen down and picked herself back up again, leaning on his table, while Charlie wagged his tail hopefully.
"Yikes. Uh, It's Peter. And... jeez, did someone give Charlie caffeine or something?" Peter asked with a chuckle, pulling out a chair so Ever could sit down. She looked alright, if a little flustered. Scratching Charlie behind the ears, Peter glanced towards the bar.
"You know what, you guys just chill here for a sec, I'll get you your order. I think Charlie needs to calm down somewhat." He added, mentally re-checking what it was Ever got practically every time she came. Coffee and a scone? Yeah - hopefully the waitress would be nice enough to spare a bowl and some water for Charlie.
Walking towards the bar, Peter saw Corinthe sat alone - once swiftly updating his order, he walked over to her, somewhat sheepish grin on his face. After the (unknowingly mutual) abandonment at the party, Peter hadn't seen Cori since. Kinda his fault, what with his paranoia and whatnot.
"Hey Cori. You waiting on somebody? He asked - she could always sit with him and Ever, after all.

Hopefully she wasn't allergic to dogs.

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Samael Krios

Location; Campus Grounds
Interacting With; Serafina Lewison @LadyTale

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Sam breathed a silent sigh of relief at Serafina's reply. Of course she would understand - she always did. As she took his hand, he hesitated a moment, wondering where to start. With the vision? Or with the death?

"Ser-" He hesitated again, wondering if she'd be okay with him still using her rare nickname. From the look on her face, she just seemed happy that he was here and alive. So it was worth the chance.

"Lils.. it wasn't a good time for me. I saw some pretty horrific things, things I just wanted to forget. And coming back here, just the mere thought was dredging them back up. Pretty selfish of me... but that's why I stayed away." He said, then scoffed, shaking his head slightly at himself. "Running away from my problems, as usual."

Head ducking down in shame, he looked at the hand holding hers. Upon his ring finger sat his most treasured possession - his Grandfather's ring.
Serafina knew how much he had meant to Sam. Whenever the students got to talking about their mortal family, stories about his Grandfather were some favourites. How he had fought in the Vietnam war until he realized just how damn stupid it was, and spent the rest of his days in a 'POW camp' - which was actually just a nice-ass hotel in Saigon surrounded by gorgeous ladies. That time he got kicked out of the Navy for building a still in the boiler room and selling his banana moonshine to everyone on the ship; it was all stuff like that. The old guy had even put up a fight in the end.

"My uh... my Grandpops..." What was he going to say? Passed away? Was brutally murdered by a bunch of dead jackasses with guns?
"I had this vision of him and my Dad dying."" Sam finally managed to say, running his free hand through his hair. "Naturally, I wasn't going to be sitting 'round to let it happen, but by the time I got there... I could only save my Dad." He eventually finished, absent-mindedly swatting out a flicker of a flame that had just ignited on his bag. Gods, that shit was still happening? If he was setting fires everytime he got emotional, he was going to have to avoid the chick-flicks. And the depressing talks.
Hopefully when he told Ever about it he wouldn't set her dog's tail on fire or something.

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@WhiteStar19

Done. :)

Also, going to try and get a post up tonight guys. I had one all written, but the computer froze and I lost it. >:(

A Moonlit Hunt

@HIruma Tenchi

Ooh, nice character! I can see Roze looking to him for help. Perhaps the demons that have attacked her know Rowan?

A Moonlit Hunt

Roze felt happiness rush through her, a feeling she had figured wouldn't ever be returning to her after the past couple of weeks. Peering at the town in the distance, with lights flickering here and there in the old buildings. Shelter. That usually meant food and warmth.

Hopefully I get food, and not become it for once. Roze thought to herself, hoisting her bag more securely on her shoulder. Her back and shoulders were killing her, what with walking for so long with such a heavy load. She would quite happily kill someone for a hot shower. Hell, she could settle on lukewarm - it would probably feel like lava either way after this cold weather.

The snow had been falling steadily since she made it to north-eastern New York, and the cold had just become more and more biting the further she headed north. She had managed to find shelter most nights - a lot of people simply felt sorry for her and let her bunk in their homes, or even their barns. But Maine didn't have as many villages and small towns as New York or Vermont - which meant more camping out in old mines, trees, and self-made (fairly crappy) wooden shelters. Fair to say, Roze was feeling pretty miserable, right until she crested that final hill.
And there was the fishing village below her.

As she descended the hill, some of the happiness began to ebb somewhat at the thought of her future fellows-in-arms. Vampires and Lycans would be here.
And they sure did enjoy the smell of her blood.
Even demons were attracted to it. Although thankful in not encountering any of the latter two on her lonesome road here, she had encountered a couple of Vampires who hadn't seen her as much of a threat. Although not killing them, several were missing teeth and fingers - one of them missing something just *slightly* more important. She doubted that that appendage would be growing back anytime soon.

"Well Thane... I finally made it." Roze muttered to herself as she neared the town, the hill and the road now behind her.
"Wish you were here. She added silently, and she fell to a stop a couple of paces short of the four stood at the border of the village. Two older men, one boy, and one girl. The girl was clearly a Vampire - Roze had been around enough of them by now to recognize one at sight. The boy was a human - and looked awfully innocent looking for the job at hand. The two men were definitely more stoic, and more intimidating - and although she couldn't be certain - they weren't entirely human.

She stood in silence for a few moments before directing her shrewd gaze to the guy in the duster and hat.

"Hey there John Wayne." She began with a smile. "You still accepting hunters?"

Hogwarts: Ignition - Year One

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Hogwarts: Ignition - Year One

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