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Full Name: Declan Frank Walker
Nickname/Alias: Duck, Ducky, Dec
Age/Date Of Birth: Eighteen Years Old | 04 - 14 - 1996
Race: Human
Occupation: Hunter/Hustler/Drag Racer
Species Group: Hunter
Play-By: Michael Trevino
Abilities
Declan is very knowledgeable when it comes to hunting and magic. He is able to do low ranking spells if needs be but is not a witch.
Special Inventory
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Surfing - He loves to surf when he has the opportunity; if a job takes them close to the beach.
❤ Making His Mother Proud - Even though she is gone now Declan still tries to make his mother proud in doing what he thinks she would do.
❤ Drawing - Declan is an amazing artist and likes to draw a lot. He has many journals he keeps for supernatural means and he draws the creatures when adding them into one of them.
❤ Besides his sister, music is one of the only things that can calm Declan down. He often times has headphones with him and likes to blare them in his ears when his father is yelling. Other times he listens to music alone, sad songs mostly and lets his feelings go.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ His Father - He wants to say he loves his father but he just keeps getting worse and worse, making Declan start to hate him even if he doesn't want to because... Well it's his dad.
✗ Hand Outs - He doesn't want people to pity him and give him stuff out of it. Usually he will get offended or turn down an offer unless his sister needs it then he will accept whatever it is.
✗ Himself - The beatings have over time messed with Declan's head. In a weird way he thinks he deserves to be hit by his father, believing he is worthless.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ His Father Hurting Ellie
☬ His Father
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To give Ellie the life their mother would of wanted for her.
Personality:
Declan is a quiet individual usually, doing what he has to do, going where he has to go, and keeping to himself. He is constantly worried about money and food to feed Ellie because all his father does now is go out hunting and using his money for alcohol. Even at times having to give his father money for more if he runs out of money. In order to get money Declan drag races, mows yards, or other odd jobs. Anything to get some cash. He keeps his yard equipment in their small trailer they keep attached to his car. Declan doesn't have a fancy car at all, it's an old mustang that is rusted in places and the red orange color of it is faded. He dropped out of school in tenth grade because of fear of Ellie being alone with Ben and because his time is consumed with hunting/getting money.
Declan tries to be the best big brother he can be. He goes without food many times, giving Ellie his portions in order to keep her fed and full. He sends her to school, enrolling her wherever they end up n order to get her free meals (breakfast and lunch) and get her as far away from their father as possible. When Ben is drinking and is going to hurt Ellie Declan always takes his attention off of her, taking the beatings for her. On Sundays he takes his baby sister to church so she can attend Sunday School, knowing that is what his mother would want for her. While she is inside the church he spends his time listening to music in his headphones. He doesn't attend the church, not because he doesn't believe in God, but because he thinks God doesn't care so why should he care about him.
To say that his father beating him affects him would be an understatement. Declan has pretty low self-esteem and is depressed a lot of the time. He has a hard time trusting people as well, not having a problem with being nice but never fully trusting a person; even if they seem to have the best intentions. He doesn't sleep much at all and barely eats, feeling at a loss of energy and sometimes even aches or pains.
Traits
✧ Protective
✧ Providing
✧ Knowledgeable
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Depressed
✦ Anxious
✦ Insomniac
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Parents: Ben Walker (Father), Angela Walker (Mother/Deceased)
Siblings: Tommy Walker (Brother), Ellie Walker (Sister)
Other Family: Nathan McKinley (Uncle), Sara McKinley (Aunt/Deceased), Eli McKinley (Cousin), Pete Walker (Uncle/Deceased), Frank Walker (Grandfather/Deceased), Miriam Walker (Grandmother/Deceased),Jack Walker (Great Grandfather/Deceased), Joseph Coleman (Grandfather/Deceased), Agnes Coleman (Grandmother/Deceased)
Important Others: N/A
History:
Walker
Declan was born into a very old family known for their hunting skills. The Walkers history as hunters can be traced so far back that it is unknown when the family began hunting. The most recent Walkers started with Jack Walker, a very skilled man who was feared by many creatures and demons. Jack was born in 1920 and was taught about the supernatural from a very young age. The man had a knack for not only gun aiming but also magic, being able to preform higher level spells. In 1943 he had a son who took the name Frank Walker. Unlike his father, Frank wasn't a natural at hunting or magic which meant he had to try even harder to live up to his father's expectations. In 1949 Jack joined a group who called themselves The Men Of Letters. He didn't have a problem with the initiation and it didn't take long before he was considered a high ranking member, almost to the level of an elder. However Jack's reign ended when he was killed along with the rest of The Men Of Letters in 1958, leaving his fifteen year old son behind.
The young boy grew up into a man and kept hunting, fulfilling his father's wishes. He never knew about the group his father was apart of so he never could join or reboot The Men Of Letters. It was in 1971 that Frank had his own son with a woman named Miriam, who he named Pete, and only three years after that he had another son who he named Ben. He taught his sons all he knew about the hunting life and eventually they two went their own ways, saving lives and hunting the things that go bump in the night. Ben was the only one to have grandchildren for Frank, his first born being named Thomas or "Tommy" who was born in 1991. Soon after he and Angela married.
Coleman
On his mother's side Declan was born into the Coleman legacy. Not anything too great, just some cool cooking skills and just normalcy. Angela Coleman was born in 1975.
Now
Declan was born in 1996 to Ben and Angela Walker. His life was pretty easy, he had decent parents and a great big brother. As he got older he started to pick up things about the hunting life and even got to meet some of his parent's hunting friends. He doesn't really remember his grandfather because he died when he was only four, having had cancer. Declan does remember a bunch of people together to say their goodbyes to his grandfather, family along with his own hunting friends; Ellen Harvelle and Bobby Singer.
When he was eight he met another hunter by the name of John Winchester. His dad had told him that he was a really good hunter and that he and Declan's grandfather were friends. John didn't know about Frank's passing until it was too late so he wasn't able to say goodbye. Declan still remembers talking to the hunter and him showing a picture of him and his sons. John talked like he was very proud of them, at least from what little Declan could understand.
It was a surprise when Ellie was born in 2006 because they believed that Angela could not have anymore children after a particular hunting trip went wrong years ago. They named the little girl Ellen, after one of the hunters they were good friends with. Declan use to go with his Uncle Pete all the time to The Roadhouse, along with his big brother Tommy. Declan learned a lot about hunting and just about being a good person period during his trips to the Roadhouse. Sadly in 2007 the Roadhouse was destroyed and Declan's Uncle died in rubble.
It was only two years later, in 2009, that Declan lost another family... One closer to home; his mother. It was during a hunt for werewolves that everything went wrong. There was five on the hunt, maybe it was the large number that proved fatal but the two mothers of both Eli and Tommy, Declan, and Ellie were attacked. Tommy did something wrong, a small mistake and after his mother was killed by one of the werewolves, her sister being bit. In turn she also died, her husband having to kill her because she was turned into a werewolf. After the deaths Ben began to drink a lot more, more so that he was rarely not drunk.
The family lived on without the women and one day, in 2011 Tommy made another small mistake on a hunt that got both him and his father hurt. This caused his father to snap, calling him a screw up and blaming him for his mother's death and almost his own death as well. The fighting got a bit physical before Ben told Tommy was was not part of the family anymore and to leave. Declan begged for his brother not to go but he did, leaving his little siblings there alone with their father. Honestly it wasn't that bad... Not until a couple weeks after Tommy left. Ben would abuse Declan, even putting him in the hospital a couple times.
As Declan grew older he dropped out of school to focus on supporting his family because his father didn't do so, using the majority of his money to buy alcohol. He also didn't trust leaving Ellie alone with him, taking any of the blows his father put out in order to always protect her. Now Declan has bruises and cuts all over his sides, chest, and stomach.
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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.
Ecclesiam 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.
Ecclesiam 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.
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