Post by Tyson Grant on Nov 28, 2013 2:08:24 GMT -5
Full Name: Tyson Darius Grant
Nickname/Alias: Ty, Dari
Age/Date Of Birth: Twenty Nine | May 31 1984
Race: Human
Occupation: Missing Person Police Officer
Species Group: Psychic
Play-By: Cam Gigandet
Abilities
Tyson has many abilities due to plot reasons that will be revealed later throughout RP. He is the only psychic besides Sam who has demon blood.
Astral Projection - The ability to leave one's body and travel in spirit to another location. This ability is not something he has done on purpose and it is very scary... Once he is back in his body he is very sick to his stomach.
Empathy - The talent to sense the needs, drives, and emotions of another. As with Aura Reading, psychic ability can often reveal itself through the development of empathy. He can feel the emotions of another if he taps into it and makes eye contact. This is something he likes to do to find out if a girl is interested.
Pyrokinesis - The ability to start fires with one's mind. Tyson's favorite ability, he's a master with it by now.
Telekinesis - Also known as psychokinesis, the ability to move objects with one's mind. This ability isn't strong at all, he can only move small objects. If he tries to move a big one he will get a killer headache.
Psychometry - Also known as "object reading", psychometry enables a psychic to pick up on psychic impressions (vibrations) left on an object by someone connected with it.
Telepathy - This ability is among his favorites. Reading minds is amazing, though he has never actually talked to someone in their head. He wouldn't even know how to go about doing so. Tyson can also read images/memories from people because he has developed it so well. He can even make the memories/images come out and manifest, though it is just an illusion and after doing so he will pass out unconscious. Tyson has recently developed the ability to make his thoughts someone else's though this is very very hard and he will pass out doing so. So he could make the person think that they don't have a loaded gun and tell them to shoot themselves if they are so sure... Even though they have a loaded gun and will end up dead. Using that ability could make him pass out for days and he isn't one to use it.
Tyson can send a demon back to hell using his abilities. He could even do it to a high leveled demon but the energy it would take is high. It is hard for him to do this without demon blood.
Special Inventory
Hallowed Event Perks
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Messing with people's minds - Come on, it's fun.
❤ Reading - He likes to read and does so a lot.
❤ Dogs - His favorite animal, though he likes most.
❤ Apples - This is his favorite fruit.
❤ Children - He loves children and hopes maybe he can have some of his own.
❤ Gamble - He gambles a lot, and uses his abilities to win.
❤ Partying - He likes to just party all the time, but even he knows when enough is enough.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Quiet - He needs noise around him constantly... Rather it be a fan at night, a ticking of a clock, something he can listen to.
✗ Cooking - He just doesn't like to cook.
✗ Being told what to do - Not much to explain.
✗ People who think they know him - If they know him that is a different story, but people who don't and think they have him all figured out pisses him off.
✗ Users - Free loaders, users, whatever. He just doesn't like them.
✗ Hunters - After being hunted and thrown into a cage and forced to fight them for hunter's entertainment, he hates them.
✗ Supernatural Beings - Nasty monsters, ghosts, whatever, just nope
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Losing his abilities, he can't imagine life without them. He has had them forever so they have became apart of him.
☬ Agateophobia- Fear of insanity. He is afraid that maybe all of the abilities he possess will make him go crazy.
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To keep his family alive. Other then that Tyson doesn't really have a goal. Though he would love to have a family someday, but with his abilities he doesn't think it is possible.
Personality:
Tyson is a very intellectual man. He always had good grades and school and payed attention. He isn't one to eat junk food but prefers healthy things, fruits and veggies and stuff like that. Tyson loves to help people and does so as a missing persons investigator. With his abilities Tyson is very good at his job and even uses them for gambling. It is a very rare sight for him to loose at gambling. He tends to try and make a bet wherever he can, it's become a habit.
Tyson can come off as a prick and maybe even uninterested but that is just his guard. He tends to try and shut people out with his attitude, afraid of being rejected. Tyson likes to go around and party, drinking, dancing, hitting the clubs. It's all in good fun, and along the way he might mess with some people. His family is maybe the only thing that he really cares about other then his job and children. He would do anything to keep them safe and alive.
Traits
Positives (At Least 3):
✧ Protective
✧ Family-Oriented
✧ Modest
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Distant
✦ Quick-Tempered
✦ Power Hungry
Parents: Janet Grant ( Mother ), Brandon Grant (Father)
Siblings: Jackson Grant (Little brother), Sawyer Grant (Littlest Brother)
Other Family: Chris and Christina Grant (Nephew and niece, twins)
Important Others: TBA
History:
Tyson was raised by his mother and father in Lafayette Louisiana. It wasn't before too long that he noticed he wasn't like all the other kids in his school and neighborhood. He could catch things on fire with his mind, and read others thoughts. He knew not to tell anyone and keep it to himself, and that he did. He went through school easily. He had good grades and was pretty popular. After he graduated he went off to college but not before showing his parents what he could do. Upon seeing it his parents shunned him and was terrified of him. His brother however, was not afraid of him and cared for him enough to keep him in his life.
After college Tyson was ready to start his career but he was abducted. A group of hunters took Tyson and threw him in a cage, with not one source of light within it. What was around him? Monsters, of all kinds, in the darkness... He was there for a while, being made to fight the creatures of the dark before he got himself out, killing the hunters who did that to him. It took him a while but Tyson got back on his feet and got a job in the missing person's department in New York.
Now he does his job, very well, and gambles on the side for extra cash so he can go out and party. Tyson loves his family and gets to see his brother, niece and nephew whenever, and even though his parents see him differently he still loves and cares for them deeply.
Alias: Hell Hound
How did you find us?: I like... Made the site... I think.
Experience: Hmm
Other Characters: Dean Winchester, Chris Anderson, Sawyer Grant, Ryker Nixon, Heaven Michaels, Lizzie Shields, and Aspen Meadows.
RP Sample:
He was out.... He couldn't believe it. The battle to not be ripped to shreds was an ongoing one for a very, very long time. Once he got out of Purgatory there was one thing, and one thing only he wanted to do. Find Sammy. He split from the vampire who got him out and went on his own. He ended up in Flint Michigan of all places. Didn't take Dean long to get a hold of some fake credit cards, and next he would look for Sam.
Once he got out so many things sounded good, a shower for one, but his love for pie and a good cold beer sounded like Heaven. Dean got himself a motel room outside of Flint, Burton he believed they called it. Either way it was time to go out for a bit, get some drinks in him, maybe find a nice girl and... He let his mind go wildly after being in Purgatory for too long. The thirty three year old smirked to himself, it was truly good to be back.
He grabbed some clothes and personal products from a local store and went back to his motel room. The place really didn't have much things of his taste, but it would have to do. Dean sat at a small table that was positioned in front of the room's window. He took some rags soaking them in water and soap. Watching out the window, he scrubbed his jacket. It took about an hour before it was finally clean and he hung it up to let the water dry. Glancing over to the bed his eye twinkled. Oh god, how he forgot what it was like to sleep in a bed. He threw himself into the bed and let out a relaxing groan before glancing over and... there was a small box which asked for a quarter. Dean's face filled with a huge smirk. He was defiantly glad to be back. Putting his hand down his pocket he remembered some change he had found in the room when he got there. Luckily enough there was a quarter. The man rushed to put the coin down the machine and as he did the bed began to vibrate.
"Ooooh, yes!" Dean said as he laid on his back and closed his eyes.
Dean fell asleep for a few hours and when he awoke he saw it was already night time. "Damn" he thought, he must of fallen asleep during the massage the bed gave him. Jumping up, Dean went to the small bathroom. Fixing his hair a bit and putting on some deodorant, he stopped and stared at himself in the mirror. He had made it out of Purgatory, he should be happy, but there was something still bugging him. Castiel. He left the angel there, he knew he and Gabriel were still in Purgatory with Gabriel trying to talk Cas into going back to earth with him. Wait, what was he worrying for? Castiel left Dean in Purgatory, there was no reason to feel bad for escaping himself.
After getting all freshened up Dean grabbed his now dry jacket and rushed out the door. He stopped once he left the room. Oh yeah, he didn't have a ride. Sighing, Dean walked to a small bar down the street. He wasn't going to get his pie right now, but he damn sure was going to get his beer. He walked up to the place seeing the flashy sign with what looked like some legs tripping over each other. "Stumblin' Inn".... Really? What a weird name for a bar. Den chuckled as he looked up at the sign and walked in. The place wasn't packed, that was for sure. He walked over to the bar and ordered himself a beer, turning to some older man who was sitting there also. The two talked a bit and then went their separate ways, Dean back to the motel, and the man to... well wherever he was going.
The next day Dean went out and got himself a pie, eating the whole thing quickly he decided he was bored. Before ditching town Dean thought he should pay the bar another visit before leaving. It was only the afternoon, sure, but Dean felt like he needed another drink.
He walked to the bar and sat exactly where he was the night before. Glancing around Dean noticed there were only three people in there besides himself. He smiled as the cute little red headed bartender walked over to him.
"Hey sugar, can I get you something." Her voice sounded very erotic. She wasn't the same bartender from the night before.
"Uh, just a beer, thanks." Dean shot her a quick wink as she smiled and grabbed him a beer, popping the cap for him.
Ah, it was nice. Just sitting here, having a beer... But Dean felt lonely, he hadn't seen a familiar face yet, and the only one he could think of was Sammy, his baby brother. In all reality Dean knew Sam had probably moved on, just like he did when Sammy was in Lucifer's cage. He was the one to always want to get away from the job anyways. Maybe he shouldn't look for him, but Dean knew he would. He had to see his brother again.
I (Tyson Grant) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (Batman)
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