Oғ ᴛʜᴇ Uɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ (SuperNatural Roleplay || Moved V2!)

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Jasmine Winchester
17
Tagged:Callot

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The brunette rolled her eyes at Callot's last statement. His cockiness caused her to chuckle. The Hunter in training didn't really think that this man would be a monster, making a very crucial mistake. She probably should of took more insight to his warning, but she didn't think much of it. Jasmine looked back to him. "Well, I'm not a typical girl." She retorted, hands on her hips as she gave him a sassy look. It was true. Being a hunter isn't normal, like, at all. Another cool blow of wind swept through the land, causing goosebumps to rise on her arms. "It's getting cold. Ya wanna come in?" Hey, everyone makes mistakes at times. It just so happens that today is Jamie's turn. Using the key, she opened the door and invited him in. Seeing as the girl wasn't on a hunt, all of her weapons and junk were stashed away in her car. Leaving her motel to look normal, for once.

[starry palms]

Ｃａｌｌｏｔ Ｃｈａｖａｌｅｒｉｏ

Callot peered into the open motel room door, having a mental debate with himself. There were no hunting tools, so she didn't seem to want to cause him any harm and well, the vampire was getting pretty damn hungry by now. With confidence (and quite a large amount of hunger), the vampire nodded and stepped inside, clenching his jaw closed. "Hopefully you don't mind me smoking in here," he commented, looking around the room.

[BloodyGumdrop]

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Jasmine Winchester
17
Tagged:Callot

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Yes, she did mind. However, Jasmine said nothing and simply shrugged. "Whatever." Once he entered her room, she was quick to step in after him and shut the door. Blocking a strong gust of wind that caused the door slam shut louder than planned. "Oops." She muttered. Walking over to the bed, she sat down on it and grabbed the TV remote. Turning it on she flicked through channels in a bored fashion. "So Callot, I told you why I was here. What's your story. Ya know, besides just going with the metaphorical wind."

[yeet.]

•L U C I F E R•
•A R C H A N G E L•
•T A G S ;;•
Castiel, Clary

Lucifer watched as Castiel fell to the ground, his eyes narrowed as he watched the angel, a smirk growing wider. His Angel Sword in his hands while he loomed over the younger male, "You don't know how much I'm enjoying this, Castiel." Lucifer stated while he crouched down beside Castiel, he rested his elbows on his knees and his arms were lazily hanging horizontally and his grip on his weapon was loose and rather relaxed as he looked over the angel.

[catvalleys]

Jared obviously wasn't thinking as he hissed darkly at Lucifer, his grey fur on end.

[galethog.]

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heaven's viceroy

gender; male
species; archangel
tagged; Dean

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xxxxxWell, there's good news and bad news. Good news is, Michael was hit with a molotov. Congrats. Bad news is, Michael wasn't hit with a molotov. When one grows up with two brothers skilled in self-duplication, one tends to pick up another's habits. Archangels don't fall for the same tricks twice.
And while one Michael was set aflame despite the sheets of cold rain, the other had idly stood behind Dean until he was literally walked right into, leaving the initial fake angel to vaporize. "Rude. I thought you would know better than to throw that, considering I could literally set your insides on fire if I wished so. Not to mention, you're not much in a position to start name-calling. But, if you wish to visit your angel friend, by all means, you're free to go now."

[rinnly]

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Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs : Angel
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male
Tᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Lucifer
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His stomach lurched at how relaxed the Archangel was compared to him. His own Angel blade was about a meter away, to far to reach in time before that blade that dangled precisely in Lucifers fingers finished him off. His teeth grit as he persisted yet again, "..the Winchesters.. Will be left.. Unharmed.." The disheveled heaving of his chest earned his body to rack with tension, preparing for yet another blow. His pale beige trench coat barely hung onto one arm, the other sleeve loosely holding by his elbow. His now glassy deep-set blue eyes, dull with exhaustion and agony, were left half-lidded as he gazed up at the celestial being, the unseen feathered appendages had loosely let themselves lie limp in their soaked manner upon the concrete below. The Angel hardly gave up, but his enery had already buckled beneath him due to the depriving feeling of agony, leaving him immobilized in his state.

[yeet.]

•L U C I F E R•
•A R C H A N G E L•
•T A G S ;;•
Castiel,

The Devil put a finger to his lip as if he was thinking something over, his head lifting slightly while doing so before looking back down at Castiel, "..hhmmm...I could leave the Winchesters unscathed....buut," - he dragged on the 'U' - "when I think about it...I'd like some fun, and it's not really like me to go on my merry way without paying a visit to at least one Winchester." Lucifer continued, a fake pout crossing his facial features. "Sorry," - he gave a shrug of his shoulders before they relaxed once more - "no can do, Castiel." Satan apologized, pulling an overly exaggerated apologetic face, his apology clearly empty as he lightly dragged the tip of his Angel Sword down the angel's arm, lingering on some places.

[starry palms]

Ｃａｌｌｏｔ Ｃｈａｖａｌｅｒｉｏ

Callot lit a cigarette almost instantly and slumped down into a seat, peering at the girl from the side of his eyes, appearing nervous. Feeding was so messy and Callot was so lazy. Not a good combination, if you ask him. His gaze flickered from the smoke to Jasmine, and he bit his lip slowly. He shrugged, deciding to spurt out a few lies, "Life is too normal. Regular. Get married, get a job, have kids. So dull, honestly. Might as well finish high school and pack up. Leave. That's what a did. No big deal, nothing interesting," The vampire got tired of lying sometimes but whatever. All for a good cause.

[rinnly]

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Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴇs : Angel
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Male
Tᴀɢɢᴇᴅ: Open
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The Angel breaths dripped with aggression, yet he allowed the feeling of the blade to singe his skin with pain, some segments of the pale skin were drawn of blood, others a mere layer of skin from the same path. His chin rose and he gnawed on inside of his lip, the stench; and taste, of iron hit him. He'd bit and ground on the skin so much it'd became raw. Ignoring the minimal predicament of his teeth gritting absent mindedly. His head laying in the diluted puddle colored a near puce with the amount of blood being lost, he turned his gaze to face the side of the road a mere foot from him, cheek pressed on the concrete. His chin angled slightly to reveal his bare neck, the small movement basically begging for it to end at this point.
But he knew, Lucifer was just getting started.