Post by Forrest Montgomery on Sept 5, 2015 21:11:04 GMT -5



Full Name: Forrest James Montgomery
Nickname/Alias: N/A
Age/Date Of Birth: Twenty Seven Years Old | 11 - 20 - 1987
Race: Human
Occupation: Musician | Veterinarian Nurse
Species Group: Civilian
Play-By: Andrew Whitthorne
Abilities
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Special Inventory
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Likes (At Least 3):
❤ 80's Films & Music - Forrest is obsessed with the 80's era of film and music. He is always listening to 80's songs on an actual boombox, that he sometimes carries around. He also loves watching the old films.
❤ Supernatural Creatures - After learning that there was more out there than the general public sees, he's been trying to help creatures in any way he can and wants to fight for their rights, to stop hunters from hunting them all.
❤ George Michael & Boy George - Both of the 'Georges' are like his idols, heroes, and Gods. He loves them immensely.
❤ Being Healthy - He likes to eat healthy, but sometimes he'll eat things that aren't really all that good for him. He loves to exercise, working out or going for a jog/walk.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Animal Cruelty - He hates seeing animals mistreated or hurt. He also likes to try and rescue animals when they need it.
✗ Homophobes - He hates people who treat people differently just for their sexual preference.
✗ Liars - Just don't lie, to others or yourself.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Flying - He's never been on a plane nor does he want to.
☬ Confined Spaces - Being in a small enclosed area can cause him to start panicking.
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To Help Supernatural Creatures And Possibly Change How They Are Hunted
Personality:
Forrest is a kind, caring, somewhat crazy outgoing guy. He is always looking to help others, including individuals within the supernatural community and animals. He has a strong belief when it comes to creatures; that they are not all bad just like humans aren't all bad. He's against hunters who hunt and kill any living supernatural being or hunters who do it for fun. He thinks that they should be trying to help the creatures find a way to survive in other means, help them to adapt. Its because of these ideals that he can come off as naive, not truly seeing how evil and dark some supernatural beings are.
He's very outgoing, loving to have fun with others and is just all around a fun guy to be around; or at least he tries. Forrest is very confident in himself, but not overconfident. There are times when Forrest comes off a bit talkative, he just loves to interact and get to know others. He could talk and talk for hours if you let him. He's also a very bold individual and he says what he feels needs to be said, even if its a bit risky in doing so. He believes in being himself at all times and that can cause him to come off as unusual or maybe even startling to some people.
Traits
✧ Outgoing
✧ Caring
✧ Confident
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Loquacious
✦ Naive
✦ Outrageous
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Parents: Bradley Montgomery (Father), Stephanie Mitchell (Mother), Betty Montgomery (Step-Mother)
Siblings: Darren Montgomery (Half-Brother), Alicia Montgomery (Half-Sister)
Other Family: N/A
Important Others: Bethany Clark, @will, Eddie Ramos, @danielle, Talia Lee, Courtney Smith, and @savanna
History:
Forrest was the result of a teen pregnancy fresh out of high school. His mother got pregnant when she was eighteen, and had Forrest by the age of nineteen. His father, Bradley, didn't stick around for too long after that. He was in his life off and on for the first few years of his life then he upped and bailed, leaving Stephanie to take care of her child on her own. Being raised by a single parent was rough on Forrest growing up. Where other kids had fathers that would take them to baseball games, come home after a long day of work, or just be there for little events the children had; Forrest only had his mother. Not that it was a bad thing, he loved his mom deeply. She was his idol, his inspiration. He wanted to be as strong as she was, working two jobs to take care of them and to save enough money for him to go off to College when he grew up. She was his hero.
From early on, Stephanie could tell that Forrest wasn't like other boys his age. Sure, he loved to rough house and play with trucks but he also had an interest in barbies, make up, and there was a couple times he dressed up in his mom's clothing and put on a little show. Stephanie never stopped him though, she wanted to let her child express himself however he wanted, she didn't want to put chains on him. So growing up, Forrest never really had to come out to his mother that he was gay, because she already knew. It was different for his father however. Bradley had come back into Forrest's life when he was thirteen years old. He wasn't alone though, he had two other children and a wife. His dad had a good paying job working in a factory, building car parts and the like and his wife owned a salon. Forrest just loved the salon and he started to spend a lot of time there, picking up on a few things from Betty, his step mother. Betty just loved Forrest and the two actually grew close, closer than Forrest was with his father. However Betty told Bradley that she believed his son was gay, not that she found anything wrong with it, but Bradley decided to ask his son upfront if he thought so. When Forrest told his dad that he was indeed attracted to men, not only did Bradley disowned him but he beat him and left him on the side of the road in town.
His father, who was barely in his life had disowned him and physically abused him. When he was found and taken to the hospital, he was questioned about what happened. He told them what happened, and his father was arrested. Nothing much came out of it though, because Forrest didn't want to press charges, even though Stephanie pressed on about doing so. Luckily Forrest had his best friend to fall back on when this all happened; Bethany Clark. The two had been friends since Elementary School and had been close ever since. He could lean on her for anything, and she could do the same with him. In many ways his mother was his rock but he couldn't be open to her about everything, so Beth was his other foundation. The two were always seen together and in high school they both were even on the cheerleading squad.
Halloween, during senior year came along and well... He and his group of friends wanting to do something fun, something scary. The old Fenton House was a big, scary, abandoned home that sat at the end of Welsher Street. It was almost secluded away from all the other homes with how far back away from the road it actually was. The legend went that an elderly man lived there named Thomassen Fenton who kidnapped three children back in the 1960's. He killed them all before killing himself in the cellar of the house. Being typical teenage kids, the group decided to go into the house and try and contact a ghost with, you guessed it, an Ouija board. At first, everything seemed to be going fine. Forrest messed with the pointer a couple times an spelled out random funny things but then the pointer started to say things like 'You're going to die." and "I'm coming for you." and other creepy messages. The grouped laughed it off, one of them was surely playing a joke on everyone right? Forrest wasn't worried, he was never too big on ghosts and such. He didn't believe they existed.
When winter break came up, the group had planned a trip to go skiing up north. Forrest was thrilled, some time away with all his friends would be a blast. They had even rented a cabin and had a bunch of alcohol ready for some underage drinking fun. When the day of the trip came though, Beth was freaking out. She didn't feel right, that something was wrong and she talked the group into postponing the trip. Forrest assured everyone that he could talk the owners into letting them get the cabin at a later date but something strange happened. There was a huge avalanche accident and multiple individuals were killed. What was the freakiest part was that Beth had dreamed that it would happen, and she told Forrest about it. He told her it had to just be a coincidence, a lucky coincidence and Beth agreed. However, in the back of his mind Forrest really wondered if it was just a coincidence or if more was going on.
Christmas was on its way and Forrest was in the middle of making plans to do some caroling when he got the news that one of their friends, Stacy, was found dead in her yard. It was ruled a freak accident, that she slipped and somehow Christmas decorations wrapped around her neck and strangled her. Her death shook the friendship of the others and they all started to fall out of contact with one another, not really purposely. Things started to get a bit weird after the funeral... Lights seemed to dim around Forrest, he'd see a shadow out of the corner of his eye, just creepy horror movie cliche things. One day, it all stopped though and things seemed to slowly be going back to normal... Well as normal as it could without Stacy, and without hanging with all his friends.
The group fell out of contact, but Forrest and Will managed to stay in contact for a while. Will was Beth's boyfriend, or well ex because they broke up after high school. Forrest and Will moved out to California together where Will hoped to become an actor and Will had his own dreams of singing. He and Will moved on with their own things, and while they stayed into contact, grabbing a drink every once in a while to catch up.
However, things just got more bizarre for Forrest after moving out to California and leaving Florida. He came across a little girl, who... Well, she was a vampire. She was scared, afraid, and alone and she was being hunted by a man. Forrest couldn't believe that this little girl, this innocent child was a vampire. They were real?! He tried to help her though, and he took her to his home. The man found her however, broke into Forrest's home and he ended the vampire's life. Distraught, Forrest had no idea what had just happened. The little girl... She was gone, this man killed her and she didn't do anything. He couldn't turn him into the police, they wouldn't believe him. After this horrible encounter Forrest started to do a lot of research. He started to find out that more and more things were real, vampires, werewolves, witches, all kinds of things.
With his music not taking off like he wanted it to, Forrest became a veterinary nurse and sung on the side at bars, coffee shops, and the such. When a witch was killed, Forrest tried to track down the hunter who did it. He went to the witches' home where he thought maybe he could find some clues but instead found a small fennec fox. Not wanting to leave the poor animal alone, Forrest took it with him and brought it home. He already had a pet sugar glider and decided that he could take care of this deceased woman's pet, she most likely would of wanted it that way. However when the fox suddenly shifted into a man... Forrest freaked the fuck out. His name was Scout and he was a familiar. With his witch dead he had no where to go and Forrest told him that he was welcomed to stay with him, and he'd help him find a new witch to guide.
Now, Forrest lives with Scout and Archie, his pet sugar glider, trying to find supernatural creatures to help, trying to find Scout a witch, and trying to stop hunters from aimlessly killing the supernatural.

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.
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