Post by Bryce Winchester on Aug 3, 2016 20:00:09 GMT -5
Full Name: Bryce Austin Winchester
Nickname/Alias: Wolfie, Wolf Boy, Pooch, and whatever else his siblings want to call him to be asses.
Age/Date Of Birth: Twenty Nine Years Old | 02-03-2016
Race: Creature
Occupation: Detective
Species Group: Fenrir | 4th Generation Deva | Hunter
Play-By: Tomas Skoloudik
Abilities
Fenrir Powers -
Sense Sharing - Bryce is capable of linking himself to any 4 of his siblings. Doing so allows him to experience through their senses... See through their eyes. Hear through their ears. Smell through their nose. Feel through their skin. Taste through their tongue. Bryce's individual sense he excels in is smell. He's able to not only share that sense with his siblings but he can connect with anyone through that sense. Because of his fenrir genes, this ability is much more useful.
The siblings are able to connect from very far distances, but to connect to someone outside of their circle it depends on how far away they are. The further away, the harder it is and the more concentration/energy it takes.
Property Manipulation - Bryce can change the properties of matter by touch, making things harder and stronger to give a greater protective power, or simply make things weaker and more brittle. He can also turn gas into solid, totally forgoing the liquid state and vice versa, make metal stretch and rubber break as glass. He can make things hotter than a furnace, or "so cold that it burns".
Bryce can make things as corrosive, to dissolve different matter, combustible, to make things explosive, or inert, which allows them to diffuse bombs by making the material inside no longer explosive even after mixing. He's even able to manipulate density to cause something to become lighter or heavier.
On Angel Blood he will be able to manipulate properties without touching and make them much more intense.
Clairscent - Bryce is able to smell things that others can't, from the astral plane. Some evil spirits give off an unpleasant smell when their around, and others may give off the fragrance of perfume, food, etc. Each unique to each individual case. He's able to smell sulfur when a demon is near.
Special Inventory
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Video Games - In his free time, Bryce enjoys playing video games to wind down.
❤ Cheap Things - If it's a good deal, then he's down. Bryce likes to buy things as cheap as he can. He likes sales and isn't afraid to use coupons.
❤ Cats - Honestly, he likes all kinds of animals but his favorite has always been cats.
❤ Watching Clouds - He likes to just spread out on the grass and watch the clouds float by, trying to figure out what they look like.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ The Woods - After everything he's been through, he hates the woods and anything to do with them like hiking, camping, etc.
✗ Getting Close To People - After the loss of his fiance, Bryce doesn't like to get close to people.
✗ Himself - Deep down, Bryce hates himself. He blames himself for what happened to Kayla and hasn't actually said goodbye fully.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Hurting Someone - Now that he's not human, he's scared of hurting or killing someone.
☬ Turning Someone - Just as he's afraid to harm someone, he's also terrified of inflicting his curse on another.
Goals (At Least 1):
★ He'd like to forgive himself one day but doesn't see it happening.
Personality: Bryce is the very definition of a capable leader. He's incredibly insightful, knowing a lot about both the supernatural and real world. He has incredibly good judgement, able to make the right calls when the situation calls for it, and knows whether he can trust someone or not. Dueling alongside his wisdom, Bryce is also very brave and courageous. He tends to go into situations even if the outcomes can be grim. However, he's not a hard ass or jerk. He's actually very mellowed out. He can easily get along with someone and doesn't get pissed off easily, unless something drastic happens. All in all, he's very calm and keeps to himself. He comes off very distant, and he is. After losing his fiance, it changed him. He has trouble getting close to anyone.
When it comes to his past, and what happened with his fiance he's very unforgiving. He blames himself, and feels he should of been able to protect her. He's become very sentimental when it comes to music they listened to, things they watched, and he keeps the engagement ring he gave to her on a chain around his neck. Deep down, the attack messed with him psychologically because he is very paranoid of the woods and hates being around them, especially at night.
Traits
✧ Mellow
✧ Wise
✧ Sentimental
✧ Courageous
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Distant
✦ Self-Unforgiving
✦ Paranoid
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Parents: Dean Winchester Jr (Father) & Audrey Taylor (Mother)
Siblings: Joey Winchester (Brother), Anthony Winchester (Brother), Ryan Winchester (Brother), Kate Winchester (Sister)
Other Family: Dean Winchester (Grandfather), Bethany Clark (Grandmother), Sam Winchester (Great Uncle) and a bunch more...If I listed them all we'd be here forever.
Important Others: Other IHA.
History:
Bryce was the first born to Dean Winchester Jr and Audrey Taylor. It was after his birth, that the two married. Bryce's childhood was pretty normal, and he was pretty spoiled. When he was around 1 year old, his grandfather died so Bryce never got to meet him and only knew his grandmother as the woman who never woke up, as she went into a coma soon after Dean's death. When Bryce was 2 years old, his little brother Joey was born. Bryce and Joey grew up pretty close, and Bryce was very protective over his brother. Especially since Joey couldn't hear.
At the age of 6, he had another brother on the way. Bryce wasn't too thrilled at first, because in his little mind this other kid was coming to replace Joey. However, once Anthony was born Bryce was sold. He loved the baby, asking to hold him maybe a little bit too often, but he couldn't help it. He was just so excited. He was anxious to teach his little brothers how to play video games, as Bryce started playing at a very early age. However, as he came to realize, a small baby not only couldn't understand how a game works but it's hands were way too small to hold a controller.
By the time he was 10, news of a fourth boy on its way came. Older, Bryce wasn't as excited as he was when he was around 6 years old. This boy was going to be named Ryan, and just like with his other two brothers Bryce became very protected over him. Bryce always looked out for his little siblings, but was especially close with Joey. He tried to help him with learning sign language, both of them learning together. Bryce had gotten into trouble a few times for kicking some kid's asses who bullied his brother just because he couldn't hear. People never really got how close the siblings were, as they could all literally share their senses. As all of them grew up, they learned how to control it and they used it to their advantage. Bryce would always tell them that if they ever got lost, to open their senses and he'd find them. Always.
Then, a surprise. At the age of 12 he'd finally get a sister, named Kate. Maybe even more so than with his brothers, Bryce was incredibly protective over his little sister. It was soon after her birth that Bryce's ability to manipulate the properties of things manifested. He was playing basketball with a bunch of his friends, and while dribbling the ball somehow the rubber's properties changed and instead of bouncing it shattered into a million pieces like glass as it hit the concrete. Bryce was just as freaked out as his friends, and he didn't think he had anything to do with why it happened. However, a kid didn't believe him and started to fight with Bryce. The kids started to shove each other and when Bryce shoved back, he accidentally made the kids shirt to radiate heat like a furnace. The kid screamed and ripped the shirt off, his torso covered in burns as he ran home crying in pain. Safe to say, Bryce lost those kids as friends after that day.
Bryce began hunting with his dad, learning everything there was about hunting from him. He was a natural, picking up on all of it quickly. It was when he was 16 that the family took a vacation to the mountains, during the winter time. The vacation was partially a hunting trip, as the Abominable Snowman was sighted and murders had taken place. His father didn't have any worries, as the Abominable Snowman was just a myth and he took Bryce out to investigate. However, while they were away a creature known as a Nekomata attacked and killed Bryce's mother. The tragedy shook Bryce's very core. When they returned, Joey, Ryan, and Kate were in the cabin they were staying at. Kate and Ryan were crying and Joey was terrified, telling them that a monster took Anthony and Mom went after them, in sign language. Their dad ordered Bryce to stay and watch over his siblings as he ran out. It was the longest hour and a half of Bryce's life. He made his three siblings hide in a closet and he sat outside it with a gun, scared. He knew that it'd be okay, that his dad would save his brother and mother. However... When Anthony came in, with dry blood splatters on his face and without his father, Bryce's heart dropped. Then his eyes shifted out the door, behind Anthony and he saw it... His father carrying his mothers body in his arms. That's when everything changed.
With their mother gone, and his father having a hard time getting through it, Bryce was left taking care of his little siblings. It was hard on Bryce, trying to make the meals his mom did, laundry, reading Ryan the special book his mom would read him before bed, doing Kate's hair in the special little ribbons his mom always did. It was a year after her death, when Bryce lost track of his little brother Ryan. He was suppose to be in the house but was instead in the woods behind the house, at a pond. If it wasn't for Bryce being able to connect to his brother's senses he never would of known that he was being drowned in the pond in the woods. Bryce ran as fast as he could, jumping into the pond and saving his little 7 year old brother. He gave him CPR, and luckily he was saved.
Eventually, things got easier on Bryce and his dad as the kids got older. Eventually, Bryce got his own place and went off to college. After a couple years of college, Bryce went through the police academy and became a police officer. While working as a police officer, he started a relationship with a girl named Kayla. The two fell deeply in love and at the age of 22, Bryce took her out to a cabin in the woods. It was a big step, but Bryce proposed to her on his knee. Overjoyed and tearful, she accepted and it became the best night ever... Or so he thought.
A creature's arm broke through the large cabin window and pulled Kayla out by her hair. She screamed in fear and pain, yelling out Bryce's name desperately. At first he was in shock, but he quickly jumped out the window and ran after them. As he ran through the darkness, he called out to her, telling her it'd be okay. In the rush, Bryce didn't see a branch in the dark and hit his head on it hard. It knocked him clean out, falling to the ground.
Water drops on his face woke him up. His eyes slowly opened, and it was raining now. He had no idea how long he'd been out, his face reddened from running and being out in the rain. His eyes stared up at the moon, behind the rain clouds as he came to. "Kayla..." He said lowly, repeating her name a few times before getting to his feet. He yelled her name, and winced as his head ached, moving to touch it gently. His legs were wobbly, and he felt dizzy.
A scream broke out of the silence, out in the dark. Bryce shouted her name with panic and ran out towards the scream. He had no weapons, but he didn't care. He had to save his fiance. As he ran, he stopped, calling out her name. His eyes darted around and then he saw a fox... It laid there, it's back legs broken and it's bone exposed. The poor animal was in pain and Bryce quickly took a rock, and ended it's misery. He examined the leg once more, seeing huge teeth marks. Bryce jumped back, calling out Kayla's name once again. He felt as if something was watching him, and so he turned and saw a huge Fenrir. He quickly ran as the creature lunged at him but it was too fast. The Fenrir swiped at him, clawing his back and sending Bryce flying to the ground a few feet.
As he looked up, he saw his fiance laying there... Claw marks covering her body, and their eyes met. She opened her mouth, but was unable to speak. Both of their eyes were full of tears, staring into each other's and then the creature suddenly shoved it's claw into Kayla's chest and ripped her heart out. Bryce screamed out "No!" and broke down in complete sobs. The claw marks on his back were so deep, he was bleeding out quickly. Why the creature left him, he never understood. He laid there, staring into the lifeless corpse of his bride to be. He begged her to come back, sobbed through apologies as he felt himself fading as his eyes closed. As he was ready to say goodbye, he heard people shouting in the distance. Before he knew it, he was on a stretcher. He stared at her body, as he was carried away, thinking of how he was going to have to live without her for the years to come.
As his life went on, the scar on his back would always remind him of that night. He would be promoted to a detective, and take over his father's position on the council for the International Hunter's Association. And in 2045 he and his siblings would come back to fix the time rip and save the future.
Alias: Hell Hound
How did you find us?: I Created The Site
Experience: Lotz
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RP Sample:
Dean watched as the young blonde suddenly stood up and held out her hand. She was leaving? Dean couldn't help but feel a bit of disappointment. Little did he know the blonde thought Dean was trying to get rid of her even though that was not his intentions. He also stood and took her hand shaking it lightly but firmly, the electrical shock he felt earlier not as strong as the first time. When she leaned over and kissed his cheek it took him a little off guard. Her warm yet moist lips sent a feeling much stronger then the electrical shocks he felt earlier every time they made slight contact. What was it about this girl?.... It was something very different, he felt an almost... pull to her like she was a magnet and he was just a fine piece of metal. Again, his mind blamed it on the fact that he was in Purgatory for a year and this was really the first time he had been with a girl alone in quite sometime.
Dean took her phone and put the number in, all the while realizing that she would probably never call. He knew better then anyone that you don't give the person your number you get theirs. He handed her the phone and their fingers brushed against each other. She put the phone back in her bag.
"Thank you again,"
As she looked at him, their eyes met once again, gazing into one another's for a split moment before a small sigh escaped her lips. Before Dean could ask what was wrong a knock and a small voice came from outside the door.
"Housekeeping!"
Dean immediately furrowed his eyebrows. What the hell was housekeeping coming around at this time? It wasn't right, and Dean knew it. He had been living in motels forever, it wasn't time for this. Not only that, but Dean had specifically asked to keep housekeeping away until after he was done with the room, just something he started doing just in case he planned on staying a while. Dean went to grab Bethany's arm as she turned to open the door but wasn't quick enough.
"Wait, don't- - "
Beth opened the door and there stood a rather small middle aged woman with with black hair pulled into a pony-tail and a light blue cleaning uniform. Dean's eyebrows stayed furrowed as he looked at the woman but her words sent a shier down his spine and blood pumping his heart even faster.
"Hello, Bethany,"
The woman's eyes turned coal black and her cold, devilish half-smile sent another shiver down Dean's spine when suddenly Beth was sent flying into the wall. The demon sped in, the door slamming behind her. It was if she didn't notice Dean, that she didn't even care that he was standing there as her glare stayed hooked on Bethany who was now being pinned to the wall with telekinesis. As she was being held there a coat hook stabbed through the poor girl's left shoulder.
Dean's index finger on his right hand twitched as he stood there for a second. Before long the Winchester was moving and pulling out a canteen of holy water from under his pillow. Thankfully back when he got the credit cards Dean also got the basics, salt, holy water, borax, the works. He quickly spun around a toss a bit at the demon, making her grab at her face and scream as she steamed. Thanks to the sudden pain, the demon's hold on Bethany was gone and she fell to the floor. Dean quickly sprinkled more on the demon and moved in front of the door.
The woman stood there, her hands covering her face as she was bent over and looking down. She slowly lifted her head and pulled her hands away. Her eyes going wide and the pitch black being even more visible.
"Dean Winchester?!"
The demon shrieked and as she went to quickly leave the body Dean kicked with full force and she was pushed back, falling on a rug set up at the foot of the bed. She looked up quickly at the ceiling seeing nothing and frowned, trying to leave again but when she couldn't her eyes shot to Dean. Dean walked over slowly and smirked, lifting up the corner of the rug revealing a devils trap. He spoke in a low and cocky tone.
"Got you, bitch."
The demon squinted her eyes and tilted her head as Dean got up and rushed over to Beth.
"You..... I heard you were gone, everyone did. How are you here?"
Dean ignored the demon and squatted to Bethany's side, his eyes full of concern. He looked at her and upon seeing her injury he quickly wrapped his arm around her and helped her up.
"Don't worry... You'll be okay... I'll fix you up."
Dean walked her over to the bed and sat her down, ways away from the demon. After looking at her wound again, he looked into her eyes.
"Hang in there..."
Dean turned around and walked up to the demon, standing right outside of the devil's trap.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He nodded back at Beth. "What do you want from her?"
"Not going to make me talk, Winchester." The demon shook her head and smirked.
"Yeah?" Dean raised his eyebrows as he splashed more water in her face causing her to hiss. "Sure about that?"
The demon decided not to respond and Dean's anger and disgust took over.
"Fine. " Dean looked down at her, his glare latched onto her and not going anywhere. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica."
They'll love to know you are back!" The demon growled at Dean, causing him to pause a moment. "Yeah, well tell them I sent you." Dean paused again with a slight smirk and then he finished the exorcism. "Ergo, draco maledicte. Excclesiam tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos."
A cloud of black smoke came spewing violently from the woman's mouth and when down through the floor. Dean took a breath and quickly turned around to see Beth. He swallowed and walked quickly back over to Beth, sitting on the bed next to her.
"I..... should patch you up now."
The body of the woman laid there, not moving as she was gone. Dean reached over to the nightstand, bending over Beth slightly and pulling open the drawer revealing some medical equipment.
Dean took her phone and put the number in, all the while realizing that she would probably never call. He knew better then anyone that you don't give the person your number you get theirs. He handed her the phone and their fingers brushed against each other. She put the phone back in her bag.
"Thank you again,"
As she looked at him, their eyes met once again, gazing into one another's for a split moment before a small sigh escaped her lips. Before Dean could ask what was wrong a knock and a small voice came from outside the door.
"Housekeeping!"
Dean immediately furrowed his eyebrows. What the hell was housekeeping coming around at this time? It wasn't right, and Dean knew it. He had been living in motels forever, it wasn't time for this. Not only that, but Dean had specifically asked to keep housekeeping away until after he was done with the room, just something he started doing just in case he planned on staying a while. Dean went to grab Bethany's arm as she turned to open the door but wasn't quick enough.
"Wait, don't- - "
Beth opened the door and there stood a rather small middle aged woman with with black hair pulled into a pony-tail and a light blue cleaning uniform. Dean's eyebrows stayed furrowed as he looked at the woman but her words sent a shier down his spine and blood pumping his heart even faster.
"Hello, Bethany,"
The woman's eyes turned coal black and her cold, devilish half-smile sent another shiver down Dean's spine when suddenly Beth was sent flying into the wall. The demon sped in, the door slamming behind her. It was if she didn't notice Dean, that she didn't even care that he was standing there as her glare stayed hooked on Bethany who was now being pinned to the wall with telekinesis. As she was being held there a coat hook stabbed through the poor girl's left shoulder.
Dean's index finger on his right hand twitched as he stood there for a second. Before long the Winchester was moving and pulling out a canteen of holy water from under his pillow. Thankfully back when he got the credit cards Dean also got the basics, salt, holy water, borax, the works. He quickly spun around a toss a bit at the demon, making her grab at her face and scream as she steamed. Thanks to the sudden pain, the demon's hold on Bethany was gone and she fell to the floor. Dean quickly sprinkled more on the demon and moved in front of the door.
The woman stood there, her hands covering her face as she was bent over and looking down. She slowly lifted her head and pulled her hands away. Her eyes going wide and the pitch black being even more visible.
"Dean Winchester?!"
The demon shrieked and as she went to quickly leave the body Dean kicked with full force and she was pushed back, falling on a rug set up at the foot of the bed. She looked up quickly at the ceiling seeing nothing and frowned, trying to leave again but when she couldn't her eyes shot to Dean. Dean walked over slowly and smirked, lifting up the corner of the rug revealing a devils trap. He spoke in a low and cocky tone.
"Got you, bitch."
The demon squinted her eyes and tilted her head as Dean got up and rushed over to Beth.
"You..... I heard you were gone, everyone did. How are you here?"
Dean ignored the demon and squatted to Bethany's side, his eyes full of concern. He looked at her and upon seeing her injury he quickly wrapped his arm around her and helped her up.
"Don't worry... You'll be okay... I'll fix you up."
Dean walked her over to the bed and sat her down, ways away from the demon. After looking at her wound again, he looked into her eyes.
"Hang in there..."
Dean turned around and walked up to the demon, standing right outside of the devil's trap.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He nodded back at Beth. "What do you want from her?"
"Not going to make me talk, Winchester." The demon shook her head and smirked.
"Yeah?" Dean raised his eyebrows as he splashed more water in her face causing her to hiss. "Sure about that?"
The demon decided not to respond and Dean's anger and disgust took over.
"Fine. " Dean looked down at her, his glare latched onto her and not going anywhere. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica."
They'll love to know you are back!" The demon growled at Dean, causing him to pause a moment. "Yeah, well tell them I sent you." Dean paused again with a slight smirk and then he finished the exorcism. "Ergo, draco maledicte. Excclesiam tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos."
A cloud of black smoke came spewing violently from the woman's mouth and when down through the floor. Dean took a breath and quickly turned around to see Beth. He swallowed and walked quickly back over to Beth, sitting on the bed next to her.
"I..... should patch you up now."
The body of the woman laid there, not moving as she was gone. Dean reached over to the nightstand, bending over Beth slightly and pulling open the drawer revealing some medical equipment.
I (Bryce Winchester) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (Batman)
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