Rachael Blackwood | Psychic/Civilian

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✧ Optimistic
✧ Trusting
✧ Caring

Negatives:
✦ Vulnerable
✦ Naive
✦ Openness

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Parents: Matthew and Christina Blackwood (missing)
Siblings: One brother - Andrew (21 - also missing)
Other Family: Out of the picture
Important Others: Nope
History: Life for the Blackwoods was fairly normal and middle class. Matthew and Christina had been high school sweethearts. Her father was a reporter who passed his love of writing onto his baby girl. Her mom was a stay at home mom. Andrew, her older brother by about three years, was on the football team and very popular when he was a senior. Rachael wasn't unpopular but nowhere near the level of her brother. She preferred more creative outlets, such as writing or painting.

She'd had a few dates here and there but romance wasn't too high on her to do list. One night she found herself with one of her brothers friends and he'd had a bit too much to drink and so he began to hit on her. He wasn't taking no for an answer. Rachael began to think about her brother and that he could help her. Soon, he did show up and shoved the guy away and took his little sister home.

It was then she put two and two together and realized that maybe in some way she'd called to him. Andrew looked out for her though he'd never admit it. There was one troubling incident however. She'd gotten angry with a friend of hers. Fighting angrily. Extremely angry. They were at school in the gym arguing one afternoon. As Rachael got madder and madder the air felt physically heavy. Soon there was smoke coming from under the door of the equipment room.

Some gym mats had caught on fire. It was blamed on a short and quickly put out. Rachael didn't think anymore of it and went home, no longer friends with the girl. It was the summer just before her senior year and the return to school. Her parents knew the kids would be going to college soon and so it was decided to take a family trip. Her older brother, Andrew, annoyed her but the family was together and loved each other. They made it to their destination and made camp.

It was already late afternoon at that point so they spent time talking and Rachael writing before dinner, a bonfire, then bed. However, not long after getting into bed, there was some sort of growling heard. The next thing she knew they were all dragged from their tents and attacked. Rachael saw some of it. Men with fangs. It was like a horror movie come to life. She was grabbed and pinned against a tree. One of them latched onto her throat. She screamed and tried to fight him off but he was twice her size.

Her world soon went black.

When she woke up hours later, the campsite had been ransacked. She gathered what she could, change of clothes, granola bars and a couple water bottles along with her notebook and looked around. Dried blood on her throat and she was sore. It was then she noted a town not too far off and it was there that she headed towards.




Alias: Mariko
How did you find us?: Friend found it for me (He doesn't rp SPN)
Experience: Years
Other Characters: No
RP Sample:
-There she was on the side of the road. Clad simply in jeans and a t shirt with sneakers. The night air cool and causing her to shiver a bit now and then. She was hungry too. The vending machine snacks hadn't gone far and now she had no money either. She gave a sigh and looked around and it was then she noticed the lights of a home. So, there she headed and knocked. She looked so much younger than the 16 years she actually was. Her hazel eyes showed so many conflicting feelings. She was trying to stand up tall and be brave but really, she didn't even have much of an idea where she was or even who she was yet-



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