↓To Hell and Back Again↑ (SPN Fandom RP) Open and Accepting

[Lucifer's Vessel]

Lessiana/Coyote - Archnephalem(Trickster God) - Female - Location: Diner - Tags: OPEN

Lessiana wanders down a street in southern Illinois, tilting her head a bit and contemplating the sights before her. Heaven had been painfully conversational as of recent, something about angels dying out. It wasn't her business, of course but... Shaking her head, she makes her way towards the nearest diner where she orders the last of the cake supply that the diner has on hand. The concerned look on the woman she orders from's face quickly dissipates when she drops a fifty dollar tip into the jar. "Thank you." Lessiana beams, carrying her cake plates to the central table and settling in to read a book, humming as she downs forkfulls of the dessert.

Brendiel - Ex-Angel Hunter - Female - Location: Motel - Tags: OPEN

Brendiel wipes down her blade as she stares at the recently beheaded vampire. It used to be so much simpler. But still, there is a certain joy that comes from the act of the hunt. She can definitely see the appeal that some hunters feel doing it. Chewing on her cheek, she turns, looking towards the back half of the warehouse where she's certain more vampires are lurking. A small twist of wariness pools in her gut and for the hundredth time since she lost her powers she wishes she still had them, a barrier of safety in the danger of the hunt.

[Casperphobia]

Castiel-Seraph-Male-Location: Bunker-Tags: open

The bunker was a lot busier than normal now that the alternate world hunters were there. The quietest time was probably at night. As he had learned very early on, humans needed to sleep. Of course, being an angel, he himself didn't need to so Castiel had spent the night researching for a case in case the Winchester brothers wanted to get out of the bunker for a little and "get some air" as they had said before; a comment he hadn't quite understood seeing as there was oxygen in the bunker and with the place's advance build up, he doubted that its residents would run out of breathing material. Cass shrugged the confusing situation aside and returned to his earlier memory. He had been researching for a case, but instead of doing this at the large table he, Sam, and Dean sat at when researching, he did his task in front of Dean's room. He used to simply just stand in front of Dean's room's door until the freckled man woke up since the angel didn't need to sleep, but he figured he should at least be helpful while waiting for the others to recharge. Besides, with the new occupants of the bunker, Castiel wanted to make sure no one attempted to wake the older brother up. He really was an angry sleeper. And he had been told by others that it was creepy that he stood outside staring at the door. He wasn't sure how watching over someone and waiting was creepy, but he chose to take their word for it.

Cass stuck to looking through newspapers when looking for cases. Technology was rather odd in his opinion, needless to say confusing. He could barely work his own phone. It had taken him hours to figure out how to make a message for his voice mail. Now that it was later morning, he wished he had attempted to work with his phone because his mission to find a case was very unsuccessful. No reports of bodies with the heart missing, no necks being bitten, nothing out of the ordinary. There was always the possibility that he had missed something or it just hadn't been printed in the newspaper now that the internet was available. He's have to ask Jack and Sam if they found anything.

At the moment, the angel was occupying the kitchen, helping the awake guests associate themselves with where all the food was as some were still getting used to their temporary home. Castiel had made sure that the boys' personal food items hadn't been taken, specifically Sam's veggies and Dean's beer. He silently wondered where Jack was. Cass had found himself struggling with Jack, though it was on his own part. He didn't want to hover over him, the kid needed to have time by himself too. At the same time, much like his relationship with the Winchesters, he felt like he should protect him. Make sure he was safe. Was this what it was like being a father? At least he was doing better than whatever his older brother Lucifer could ever do.

[AcetheKidd]

||Jack||
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Male//Nephilim//Bunker//Tags: Castiel

It was another day in the bunker for Jack. The young nephilim was in his room, still doing studies on the world. He had a long way to go, but he a firm grasp on the past and present. To be honest, it was really fun learning about this world. Of course,there was some things he confused about. He really couldn't understand the bad and good of the world just yet, just a little, but in due time he feel that he would. Humans where stronger then he thought, but they where so reckless. Anyway, Jack was finished with all the researching of the world and stuff, Now he could go back to his hunting stuff now. He opened up another tab on his laptop and started to do a little research on different kinds of monsters, how to kill them, and all that good jazz.

He did abit of studying on monster that where more higher tier, like some gods. After writing down some information on them, Jack ripped the page out his notebook and tapped it on the wall. Now that he knew some basics of hunting, he now had to figure out how to fully control his powers some. Thanks to those private sessions with Sam, he had some grasp on them, but still...it was kinda hard to explain. Jack decided to take a break from all this and went to see what the others where doing. He didn't see Sam or Dean, but he did run into Castiel in the kitchen ." Hey Cas. What are you up to? need any help with anything? i was going to ask Sam and Dean if they needed anything,but i didn't see them."

||Sam||
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Male//Human//Store//Tags:-

Although Sam loved and cared deeply about those around him, he wanted a little fresh air. There was nothing going on, no current jobs although one may just come up at time, no big "world ending" threats...but there was Jack and his powers. Sam felt like he was pushing the poor kid to hard, so he wanted him to have his space. Hopefully his hot-headed brother wouldn't give him a hard time while he wasn't around. Cas was there, so he had no reason to worry about Jack. Right now, he wanted to clear his mind and get away for a little. What better way was to it by doing a little shopping? Besides, Sam needed to pick up a few things for the bunker

Sam walked inside the store soon after parking one the many cars the bunker had. Once inside, He grabbed a kart looking at list of stuff they needed. Some food, a bunch of salt, all that other good stuff they needed. " Looks like someone has a salty taste huh?" an elderly man came across Sam's path. Sam gave him a little smile."Yeah, kinda. My family likes their food salty." Sam Replied back. The man chuckled." Seems like. Anyway, take care young man. Also..be careful." The last part was kinda hard to hear, but Sam manged to catch it. Did he just say be careful? Why? well, it wasn't something he shouldn't really worry about. Anyway, it was time to make his purchase

[Casperphobia]

Castiel-Seraph-Male-Location: Bunker-Tags: Jack

So deep in though about his nephew's father, he didn't even realize the boy was in front of him until h spoke. Castiel's espression immiediately softened now that his thoughts transferred from Lucifer to Jack. "Oh, hello Jack." It really did amaze the angel how different the kid was from his parent. Polar opposites really. It kind of made him feel guilty that when he was still in his mother's womb, he was on board with killing him. Thank Chuck he had changed his mind. "Sam tends to get up more refreshed and joyful than Dean. I would not be surprised if Sam is already out and about. As for Dean, well... I actually don't know where he is..."

Cass's brows furrowed, realizing that he wasn't sure if Dean was still asleep or if he too was awake and causing trouble. However, he didn't worry too much, he knew both brothers could take care of themselves. Returning his focus to Jack, he continued. "I am currently looking for something to do now that the hunters have seemed to settled." Looking around, the alernate hunters were talking amongst themselves and shuffling around. "I attempted to find a case last night, but my search did not yeild the results I was hoping for. What have you been up to? Find a case?"

[AcetheKidd]

||Jack||
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Male//Nephilim//Bunker//Tags: Castiel

" I see." Jack wouldn't be surprised if Dean was in his room watching chuck knows what. His curious mind attracted him to Dean's room, it actually looked really cook inside with all the decorations and stuff..unlike Sam's room which was pretty boring. Sam was kinda a boring guy, even Cas was more fun then him, but then again...he still had to learn about having fun. Jack was still in the same boat when Cas first met the brothers. Just kinda clueless and lost,but he was learning. "No. Iv'e been doing alot of research. The phone Sam gave me normally makes noises when something happens, but it hasn't done anything just yet. Im pretty sure something will come up soon."

To be honest, he was ready to out on a hunt. He wanted to prove to them he had what it took to be a good hunter. "Oh by the way..when i was researching earlier, i found out alot of cool stuff. Did you know, a giant bunny comes every April and place colorful eggs for children? Also, before Christmas a man in a red suit rides on something called a sleigh pulled by flying reindeer? Thats amazing how he's avble to deliver stuff to everyone in the world in one night. Maybe he used some sort a magic...maybe he's a witch." Jack couldn't contain his excitement. He wanted to tell him all that he had learn

[ufoparty]

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( male | 39 | hunter | location: bunker | tags: )

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Dean was still asleep, having fallen asleep around 2:00 am, and was nursing a nasty headache. Beer bottles littered his bedside table, and a half eaten chess burger sat next to him. His alarm rang for probably the 20th time, and with a grumble he pushed himself out of bed. Immediately his headache pulsed with a wave of nausea. He began scooping the trash into a small trash can and made his way out of the room. He quickly turned back in as the light from the hallway glared on his eyes, grabbing a pair of sunglasses, making his way back out.

He made his way into the kitchen, dumping the trash into the larger trash can. He plopped down in one of the kitchen chairs, rubbing his forehead. "Morning." he said abruptly. "Any cases?"

[Lucifer's Vessel]

Lessiana/Coyote - Archnephalem(Trickster God) - Female - Location: Outside of grocery store - Tags: OPEN

After finishing half of her cake pile, much to the obvious disturbance of the employees, she tidies up the area and stretches, grinning as she approaches the counter once more. "Can I get that last slice to go, please? Need some more for the road, after all." The look she received in response was absolutely priceless. "That's the last of what we have." "I'll pay double. C'mon. You've got a pretty cook in the back that can make you some more but I simply am endeavored with this wonderful dessert you have here. Best in the country." Another hundred dollar bill in the tip jar and the woman graciously hands over the last of the cake, boxed up and even decorated with a bow. "Thank you!" Balancing the the box on her head, she bounds out the door without dropping it. "Maybe third best. Or fourth best." She muses to herself, getting lost in her head as she strolls down the street. Something niggles at the corner of her mind and she scrunches her eyebrows, eyeballing the outside of a grocery store when her generally tuned out hearing catches hold of something. Salt. Someone was buying salt. A mischievous smile crosses her face as she snaps up a over the top hot pink Lamborghini to settle on the roof, stabbing into the cake to watch the entrance for who the possible hunter might be. It had been a while since she toyed with hunters but if she was right, which salt usually meant yes, she was, there was no way that she could pass up toying with someone. Even for a bit.

[ghostlyhamlet]

-Guinevere Highmore-

seventeen || female || pansexual || natural witch || romantic interest; n/a || location; woods || tags; open

"What are you doing out of school? You should be in class, missy," she said as she mimicked her mother's voice as she continued along a barely there path. Guinevere always loved to explore and thought it was much better than school, besides, why would she need to learn about pre-calculus when she was a witch? She didn't know what she was going to do with her life, which was a bad situation to be in as a senior in high school, but frankly she didn't care; she'd worry about that at a later date. As she continued to climb, she noticed what seemed like an old abandoned military base or bunker, which she did a low whistle to as she's never been this high up or deep before and although she'd never admit it, she was a bit of a history buff. "Wonder how I can get into it..." She said with a mischievous smirk dancing on her lips as she walked closer to the door and tried to open it up to no avail. "Maybe there's a spell that'd help," she murmured to herself as she paused and tried to remember them, which is something she honestly should be studying.

-Brandon Harrison-

appears twenty-six || appears male || bisexual || graceless angel || romantic interest; n/a || location; sidewalk || tags; open

The tall man was walking along the sidewalk, his hands in his pocket as he observed the scenes before him. He was very observant of things as he had to when he was a full angel and especially now because he never knows when there could be an ambush or an attack against him. Shaking his head, he ran a hand through his dark curls. He had forgotten to style his hair this morning as he was only planning on going for a quick walk to the park, but halfway there he realized he needed milk and some groceries. Sighing a bit he continued to walk as he then paused as he could feel his shoelace starting to become untied. As he bent down to tie it, his dim blue cross necklace slipped out from under his t-shirt without him noticing it. "Things have been quiet around here, I hope it stays that way," he said to himself as he didn't want to go move towns again as his last town was infested with vampires and a hunter almost discovered his secret as he had to use his grace to save his life before removing it again with agonizing pain before moving that same night, he's never seen that hunter again and he knew it was for the best as he just wanted to live a quiet life as a human without the threat of being murdered by his own kind.

[AcetheKidd]

||Jack||
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Male//Nephilim//Bunker//Tags: Castiel, Dean

Jack had noticed that Dean finally came out his room and joined him and Cas in the kitchen. He noticed that he didn't seem to well. Should he ask if he was alright or let him be? A good person would be concern about about others, That's what he read on a blog ." Good day Dean, how are you doing? Are you feeling well? You don't seem to good." He didn't want to bug him to much, so he decided let cas tell him about the gaint bunny and the man in the red suit
"Also, We haven't found in cases yet, but i can help you guys look if you want. Isnt troblueing for things to be so quite? "

He started to get abit worried now that he thought about it.Maybe Jack was worried about nothing? Besides, it wasn't a bad thing for everything to peaceful. " By the way, I think Sam went out for a minute." Jack thought that was good thing to mention so he wouldn't be stressed out

||Sam||
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Male//Human//Outside Store//Tags:-

Sam grabbed a few more things before making his purchase." Geez sir, save some salt for the rest of us." The cashier teased Sam and rung up his total. Sam only gave her a light smile before swiping his card. He really couldn't give the woman a reply." Big family with a taste for salt." Was all he said and grabbed his bags." Have a good day ma'am." Sam waved at the cashier before leaving. Once he was outside, he was trying to think of anything else he wanted to do. Nothing came to mind, so going back to the bunker was his plan. Before he left, he grabbed a newspaper

As Sam traveled to his car, he noticed a woman with..cake? Something about her gave him a bad vibe so he quickly walked to his car, putting his bags in the back of the car. Sam leaned against the car, looking through the newspaper he picked up. There was something inside that caught his eye...could this be a job? He'll take it back and let Dean look at it

||Elias||
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Male//Phoenix//Streets//Tags:-

Today was just a normal day for Elias. He finished his work and it marked his seven day vaction. About time he caught a break...the last few weeks where rather tiring. What was he going to do for seven days? Well that was the thing...nothing. Although he wanted to go out and do something fun, he was still abit scared to leave his safe home for a few day. A beach trip sounded nice, but with hunters snooping around..there was no way he was going to put his self in danger.

Anyway, Elias had grabbed his self abit to eat before clocking out and walked outside. Even if people didnt know what he was..most people, he still couldn't help to feel nervous about walking along side people

[Lucifer's Vessel]

Lessiana/Coyote - Archnephalem(Trickster God) - Female - Location: Outside of grocery store - Tags: OPEN

Lessiana hums to herself, grinning widely when she recognizes none other than Sam Winchester. The lack of that Impala monstrosity indicated that the brother was likely alone. Or at the very least Dean wasn't with him. Considering the lack of grace presence she was willing to bet money on the idea that Castiel wasn't around. Of course, with a hunter in her sights she wasn't sure what to do this time. Winchesters were notorious for going for the kill and unlike most hunters, they had angel blades. Maybe not lethal, but definitely painful. Considering the thought, she shifted on the hood of the car to drop down off the side, leaving the cake on the roof to lean in and start the car. A few seconds later, the hood starts pouring smoke out and she frowns. I could've sworn I'd perfected this. Technology is such a pain Carefully, she begins to back away from the car. Scrunching her nose at the scent of the fire burning beneath the hood she gives in and snaps the vehicle from existence, the cake appearing in her hands.