Lucifer ; Brother of micheal and thrown out of heaven and destoryed with hate for god he seeks revenage on his family and friends hat live in heaven. He has no real heart for anyone but needs his veesle back. He is a good loyal person deep inside but he hides it too much for people to see it anymore. He is a demonic male so watch out when you see him because he might just feel like killing you.
Mod comments; Sure, yeah, why not. Just make a blog and message us when you get it up.
No more Charlie now.
I should probably go out and advertise for new characters, huh…
Hey everyone look it’s Dean
Who wants to be Dean Winchester in our stupid roleplay? Anyone? Please……
We got one yaaaaaaay
Character you’re applying for: Becky Rosen
Face Claim: Emily Perkins
URL for your character’s blog: beckyrosenisastorm.tumblr.com (currently unmade, but will be upon acceptance.
Becky sat at her laptop, biting her lip. She was tracking omens — she’d taken to doing that even before she’d known the Winchesters were real. Well, something in her had always known they were real, but the confirmation had been everything she’d ever wanted — well, except Wincest or Sam/herself being real. But she was letting that slide, for now.
She had work to do — she knew things now, and damnit if she wasn’t going to use that knowledge.
She clicked the button, and the website flickered into life: thisistheomenyourelookingfor.net
She couldn’t be a hunter, but she’d be damned if she couldn’t help them.
Any other comments??: No, not really. I’m just ignoring the existence of “Season 7: Time for a Wedding,” though some of those insecurities still exist in Becky. She’s just not going to do shit like that, because she is cognizant of important issues like consent.
Mod Comments: Sweet. Go ahead and get that blog up, I guess, and make sure you open your ask and all that.
Character you’re applying for: Charlie Bradbury
Face Claim: Felicia Day
URL for your character’s blog: http://superhackercharlie.tumblr.com/
Writing sample: “Ugh, the wifi here sucks.”
The grumble was quiet, but even so she glanced around the internet cafe to be safe, letting out a small sigh before returning her gaze to her laptop. A news article took up most of the screen, lamenting the “tragic accident” that had recently taken place at Roman Enterprises HQ. Personally, she didn’t want anything to do with it; as it was she’d fled halfway across the country to get away from Chicago, and her poor figurines and bobbleheads had yet to be freed from her luggage, carefully wrapped in clothes and bubblewrap to prevent any damage. Still, San Fran wasn’t too bad, and looking into an apartment wouldn’t take too long, hopefully.
Any other comments??: I hope you’re ready for this awesome hacker
Mod Comments: Oh hell yes.
Character you’re applying for: Balthazar
Face Claim: Sebastien Roche
URL for your character’s blog:dontmakemesmitemyself.tumblr.com
Writing sample: A flutter of wings.
Balthazar sighed quietly shaking his head, he had left heaven after stealing the staff of Moses, and most of the other weapons of Heaven . Finding a vessel for himself had been easy for the angel, a small smile appeared on his face. He was thought be dead by many, and that was what he wanted. Balthazar knew the truth he had only faked his death, no longer having to worry about the constant strain of orders from Heaven.
Any other comments??:Hopefully this is good enough.
Mod comments: It’s definitely good enough! Welcome to the rp. Make sure to follow everyone and open your askbox and stuff like that. And have fun. ;D
Sam, I’d like to introduce you to Jared.
Character you’re applying for: Baby
Face Claim: 1967 Impala
URL for your character’s blog: http://carryon-waywardsons.tumblr.com/
Writing sample: To say the least, Baby had been through a lot.
Years on the road: parking lots, asphalt and gravel, dirt and cement, over curbs and traffic cones and maybe a stop sign or two. She’d been possessed by a ghost (so to speak), run into a house, slammed into by a semi, crashed into the Dick Roman Enterprises sign, and through it all she kept on going, as trusty a car as the Winchesters could ever ask for. Sure she broke down sometimes, but what car didn’t? Time certainly wasn’t on her side, but valiantly onward she went, down whatever road the boys drove her.
And of course, they were her boys just as much as she was their car; whether it was Dean or Sam at the wheel, city streets or lonely highways, rain or shine, Baby would always be there for them. The Winchesters weren’t homeless at all: a 1967 black Impala was their home.
Any other comments??: yes I’m going to be a sentient car deal with it <3
Mod Comments: Sweet
Make sure to follow this main rp and everyone’s blogs.
P.S. You are allowed to take multiple characters wink wink.