Aubrey Shaw | Psychic

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✧ She's adventurous; Always down for anything that seems like it would be fun or exciting.

✧ She's brave; Rarely is she too afraid to do something intimidating.

✧ Creative; She's creative in a lot of ways, but most of her creativity is in problem solving and making up different "lives" for herself.

✧ Friendly; She's extroverted and likes meeting new people and hearing their stories.

✧ She's independent; Whenever her father would go on hunts, she was on her own for at least a little while.. she had to learn to take care of herself.

✧ She's got a good sense of humor.



Negatives:

✦ Liar; She is a pathological liar whether she means to or not.

✦ Thief; She has had to steal from people and stores.. mostly for necessity, but a few times have been just for pleasure.

✦ Emotionally distant and untrusting of most people.

✦ Although she seems like a pretty happy person, she's actually quite depressed on the inside.

✦ Rebellious; She does not like for other people to tell her how to be and what to do.



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Parents: Randall and Cara Shaw

Siblings: None

Other Family: Janet and Brandon Grant (Aunt and Uncle), Tyson Grant (1st Cousin), Sawyer Grant (1st Cousin), Jackson Grant (1st Cousin), @dylan (2nd Cousin), @carson (2nd Cousin), @blair (2nd Cousin), Maxwell Grant (2nd Cousin)

Important Others: N/A

History: Aubrey Elizabeth Shaw was born on November 27th, 2001 in Milton, Louisiana to Randall and Cara Shaw. She was brought up being very loved and happy. However, just before her fifth birthday, something drastically changed. Her mother was killed in their own home by a demon. She was too young to understand what was going on exactly, but she did notice her father had changed a lot after that. He was always going out to “work”, dropping her off at her cousins’ house where he knew she would be taken care of until he could come back and get her again.



Eventually, they ended up leaving Louisiana, traveling all around the country for his work. She never was really sure what his job was until he sat down and explained it to her one day once she was a little older.. Old enough to sort of understand. He told her he was a hunter and the main reason why they were traveling so much for his job was because he was searching high and low for the thing that killed her mother. He then explained to her how dangerous it was and how he would never let her do what he does as long as he lived.



One day, they were trying their hardest to get in touch with her cousins Tyson and Sawyer, but to no avail.. no one had heard from them in a while or knew where they had gone off to. Aubrey got really upset and worried because she didn’t know if they were alright or not. She was afraid whatever had gotten her mom might have have gotten them as well.



They continued living their life on the road, her always riding right beside of her dad.. Her best friend. Any time he wasn’t on a job, she was right beside of him and they could always find something fun to do, despite the fact he was always worn down from how hard he worked. He had gotten her a room, made sure she had plenty of food and emergency money to hold on to because whenever he would go into a case, he never really knew if he would be walking back out of it and he wanted to make sure she would have what she needed. He kissed his daughter’s forehead goodbye, once again, like he always did. Except this time, it was for the last time because he got killed accidentally by his hunting partner for the job he was on. Another hunter had to break the news to her.. Leaving the girl completely heartbroken and confused.



Aubrey was now alone in this big world and she wasn’t even fifteen yet. She continued to do what she had been raised doing; just going. She didn’t know where she was going, but she would just travel wherever her heart and feet led her. She got food and money by begging, and unfortunately, stealing. She didn’t really enjoying stealing from people, but she had to if she wanted to eat. She went from town to town, staying for a little while each time, but she always ended up leaving whenever she would get bored of where she was, or if people started getting suspicious and asked too many questions about her.










Alias: Hannah

How did you find us?: I rp here

Experience: A lot

Other Characters: @gabriella , @mira , @juliet

RP Sample: *Ben walks in to the wood shop beside his house and begins to sand down his newly built table and then his phone rings. he answers his phone when he sees it's his uncle Grant* Hey, what's up? *he asks holding the phone up against his ear with his shoulder, continuing to sand the table*

Uncle Grant- Drop what you're doing and get over here right now. *his voice sounds sounds stern and slightly frantic*

*he puts down the sandpaper and grabs the keys to his truck* What's going on? *he asks as he turns the lights off in his shop and shuts the door, walking to his truck*

Uncle Grant- Freddie ran off. We were hunting a demon and he ran after him, and now I can't find him. *he has an annoyed tone to his voice, and is slightly out of breath*

*Ben groans annoyed* He knows better than to go after a demon by himself! *he climbs in his pickup truck and slams the door shut and starts it up* I'm on my way, where are you?

Uncle Grant- I'm in the woods near the Watson's old farm. Near that one giant tree with nothing around it.

*Ben nods to himself* Ok, yeah, I remember. I'm on my way, stay there and call me if anything else happens. *he pulls out of the driveway, flinging gravel as he flies onto the road* Damn it, Freddie. *he says to himself, while he speeds all the way to the woods where his uncle told him he was* *he pulls off on the side of the road and turns off his truck,grabs his gun and starts running through the woods and to the giant tree where he sees his Uncle Grant standing there, gun in hand*

Uncle Grant- It's about time you got here, I was about to just keep on looking for him myself. *he starts trotting off in, motioning for Ben to follow*

*He follows Grant and they go through the woods, as they have done several times before* Where do you think he could've went?

Uncle Grant- Well, boy, if I would've known, I wouldn't have called you, now would I?

*Ben stays quiet and keeps looking, whenever he sees a shadow, he stops and grabs his gun*

Uncle Grant- *he stops whenever Ben stops, looking over at him and then to where the shadow is* There's that stupid bastard. *he says annoyed then walks towards him* What the hell were you thinking? *he yells at Freddie*

*Ben stays quiet, but follows Grant over to where Freddie is*

Uncle Freddie- *he looks over to see Ben and Grant walking towards him* I almost had him. *he wipes the sweat off of his face and sighs, the look of disappointment on his face*







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