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 Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 8:26 am
Angels and Demons and Hunters oh my
Demons, Angels, Vampires, Werewolves, and more are all real. They terrorize people, kill them and only the Hunters can stop them. The two Hunters who were the vessels of Lucifer and Michael, Sam and Dean Winchester, are long dead and the apocalypse has long since been stopped. That doesn’t mean that Demons are no longer causing havoc around the world. Demons are still out there along with other legends and myths. It is your job to defend the unknowing masses from these creatures. You must show no mercy to them and kill them. It is the only way.
However there are rumors the apocalypse was not prevented or stopped, only postponed. Some say there are two new vessels out there that don’t know. Two people that have no clue that they are vessels. None know who they are or even where they are but they are wanted dead. You must choose to either stop the apocalypse or make sure it happens by killing or protecting the vessels. The fate of the Human race hangs in the balance.
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 9:55 am
Name: Alyx Winchester Age: 22 Gender: female Personality: cold, harsh, shy, quiet, speaks more with actions than words, kind, gentle Appearance:  Likes: animals, music, sleeping, books, sweets especially chocolate, anime, video games, writing Skills: Was raised as a Hunter and knows everything there is to know about Hunting. Fears/Weaknesses: sometimes reckless. hates heights and spiders. can't stand to fly just like her father. Theme Song: The Reckless and the Brave by All Time Low Story: Alyx is the granddaughter of Dean Winchester and an amazingly skilled Hunter. She grew up in the life along with her older siblings. They all died in the line of duty when she was young, right before her eyes. It left a scar on her soul that has never healed, a festering wound. She is determined to find what killed them, even if she fears it. She is unknowingly the next Vessel for Michael the Archangel.
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 4:04 pm
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Personality: Distant, observant, cautious, cunning, blunt, very stubborn.
Appearance: Raetsuki `Rae` Winchester
Likes: Music, running, driving, reading, cooking, sunsets
Skills: Can speak Romanian, Latin, German, French, Japanese, and English fluently with accents to match. He is also a skilled marksman and blade user, specializing in tanto and katana use.
Fears/Weaknesses: Knows of Hunters, but knows little of what they do.
Theme Song: Theme
Story: Rae was raised as a martial artist and fighter and has proven very skilled at it. He knows of Hunters and what they hunt, though he hasn't met many. He is the adopted grandson of Sam Winchester, though his photographic memory proves highly useful in memorizing knowledge of supernatural creatures. He has recently moved to the United States from where he grew up in western Japan and is unknowingly the next Vessel for Lucifer... better known as Satan.
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Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2013 10:20 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 9:32 am
Alyx was sprawled on the bed of her cheap motel room, her eyes closed. She'd had a rough night what with the werewolf she'd had to kill. He'd been hot before he'd started changing into what she knew was a werewolf and not that stupid hollywood version. She stretched and sighed. There was something she was supposed to do that day but she couldn't remember. She'd gotten drunk after the thing with the werewolf. He'd reminded her too much of her dead older brother not to. Her head was pounding and she couldn't think straight.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 10:03 am
Rae sighed as he pulled into a hotel, his midnight blue-black Firebird blending into the shadows. His dark amber-blond hair fluttered as the breeze blew through the car, the long bangs blowing into his amber-brown eyes. He exhaled as he got out of the car, quickly after a matter of minutes returning with a room key as his long black-gray duster jacket fluttered around his knees. A faint smirk flickered at the corners of his mouth as he scooped up the wide brimmed hat, settling it on his head. He stood just under seven feet tall and, beneath his jacket, hung two pure silver-steel tantos with runic markings; he had been given them by his grandfather and knew well how to wield them. He leaned against the column, bowing his head slightly. He had a holster sewn into his jacket that held a stainless steel Taurus PT-92 9mm pistol with mother-of-pearl grips, another gift from his grandfather.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 10:11 am
Alyx dragged herself off the bed and made it to the shower. She knew it would help her pounding head. She yelped when the icy cold water hit her. She was cursing as she washed her hair and such. She got out and dressed before taking a hair drier to her soaking bright orange hair. "What was I supposed to do," she mumbled to herself as she worked.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 10:42 am
Rae frowned slightly as he heard scraping sounds as his head turned before he twisted as a howling snarl sounded as what he recognized as a werewolf leaped out of the darkness, landing near him before it leaped towards him in seconds. In two fluid movements, he slashed its throat with his silver-steel tanto as he shifted his weight, letting its paws slide through his jacket as he buried the tanto into the base of its skull, tip pointed towards the front of its skull. It immediately went limp, sliding to the base of the column he'd been leaning against before he sighed, turning to drive the tanto to the hilt in the heart of a second werewolf that leaped out of the darkness in a semi-humanoid form. He grunted slightly as its clawed fingers rose, trembling in front of his face before it slid off of his blade to the floor.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 4:40 pm
Alyx ran out, her hair still wet, as she heard a commotion. She considered going to her impala for her weapons. Unlike her father or grandfather she didn't sleep with a gun under her pillow or even a knife.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 7:10 pm
Rae sighed as he wiped off the tanto on the ragged remains of the humanoid werewolf's shorts. He was almost certain that these two were old wolves in both bloodlines and physical age. He nudged the wolf corpse with the toe of his boot as a girl with wet reddish orange hair charged out of the room next to his, a wild and wary look in her eyes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 7:59 pm
Ember looked at the man then the corpse. "It must have turned someone," she mumbled. Her body relaxed slowly and she sighed. "Why didn't I know that." She shook her head and turned back to her room. "Now what was I supposed to do?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 8:51 pm
Kalika Kingslayer OOC || His assumption in this post is incorrect, just to be clear.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 8:59 pm
Alyx stopped. "That was an Alpha," she asked. "Grandad always said you couldn't kill them. He electrocuted the Vampire one and it didn't flinch." She was looking at the man now, wondering if it was another hunter she had been supposed to meet. She still couldn't remember.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 9:11 pm
Rae glanced up. "Blessed silver blade with a steel core and iridium edge... Sam-jiji always said those blades would harm Alphas, though he would never reveal how he'd found that out," he sighed, shifting his jacket to reveal the hilt of one of his tanto swords; he had a longer wakizashi blade at the small of his jacket for easy access.
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2013 9:16 pm
Alyx nodded slowly. "Grandad didn't know that," she said slowly. "So you're a hunter? Maybe I was supposed to meet a hunter." She rubbed her forehead slowly as her head still ached.
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