Post by Logan Winchester on Apr 21, 2018 21:20:52 GMT -5
Full Name: Logan Trenton Winchester
Nickname/Alias: N/A
Age/Date Of Birth: Twenty Six Years Old | 09 - 18 - 1991
Race: Human
Occupation: Fitness Instructor | Bartender | Hunter | Owner of a Hunters Nursing Home
Species Group: Hunter
Play-By: Davey Fisher
Abilities
N/A
Special Inventory
Hallowed Event Perks
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Working Out - Logan loves working out, and does so often to keep his fit physique.
❤ Homemade Cooking - He loves homemade cooking, even though he isn't the best at cooking for himself. He definitely loves chicken and cornbread.
❤ His Old Pickup Truck - He enjoys just driving around burning gas.
❤ Beer/Whiskey - If he's going to drink most of the time it's beer, and when it's not that it's usually whiskey.
❤ Country Music - His favorite kind of music is country, but it's not the only thing he'll listen to.
❤ Listening To The Stories Of The Elderly Hunters - Logan loves hearing all the stories from the old hunters he takes care of. He thinks they're wise and there is a lot to learn from them. Even if sometimes they forget parts or might be making something up.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Reading/Research - He hates having to read, study, or do research for anything. Because of that, he's usually the kind of guy who just hopes he can figure something out. Fuck instructions.
✗ Disrespectful People - He believes you should respect your parents, the elderly, and women. Call him old fashion but he just hates when someone is disrespectful.
✗ People Calling Him Dumb - Calling him a stupid is a sure fire way to piss him off or hurt him.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Monsters Attacking The Nursing Home - Logan takes care of many old folk hunters who have no where else to go and no one to take care of them.
☬ Drowning - If he was going to die, he knows he doesn't want to drown. The idea of it sounds horrible.
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To Make The Elderly Hunters He Take Cares Of As Comfortable And Happy As Possible
★ To Keep Himself Healthy And In Shape
Personality: Logan is a kind gentleman, the kind of guy to open the door for you and pull out a chair for you. He's not hard to get along with, and he's a very passionate man about keeping in shape and taking care of the elderly hunters. He takes his jobs seriously, and will do just about anything to make sure the folks he takes care of is happy. He doesn't like to ask for help, as he's very independent and will do whatever it takes to get what he wants without help. However, if someone does offer help he won't always turn them down. Logan is a bit of a flirt, but he does his best to not be disrespectful or in poor taste.
He keeps his hurt and anger to himself, and because of that he explodes sometimes. He's incredibly stubborn and is a pain to get him to explain his feelings or convince him not to do something. Sometimes he tends to put things off until later, but it can become quite a tired cycle of him saying "I'll just do it later." and then never do.
Traits
Positives (At Least 3):
✧ Flirtatious
✧ Polite
✧ Independent
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Bottles Up Emotions
✦ Procrastinates
✦ Stubborn
Parents: Unknown Father & Samantha Winchester (Deceased)
Siblings: N/A
Other Family: James Winchester (Grandfather/Deceased), Michael Winchester (Uncle), Dean Winchester (Cousin), Sam Winchester (Cousin) Adam Milligan (Cousin), & a bunch of their bs future kids. (Well mostly Dean's.)
Important Others: N/A
History:
Henry Winchester's brother James Winchester had two children, Samantha and Michael Winchester. James Winchester knew of the supernatural but unlike his brother, instead of joining the Men of Letters he went on to be a hunter. The two brothers butt heads often and didn't agree on how the supernatural should be handled. Because of this, the two barely kept in contact so when Henry was assumed dead, James wasn't even aware right away.
On the road James met a beautiful woman named Patricia and he asked her to marry him, and she did. They had 2 kids and were expecting a third when a witch killed Patricia with a hex bag that James couldn't find in time. The witch followed James and because he tried leaving the hunting world to be with his family, he let his guard down and she was able to kill his wife. After getting his revenge, he took his kids and went on the road again. Samantha and Michael were raised as hunters and learned everything their father knew. Samantha didn't want to be apart of the hunting world though, and she ran away. She began learning about magic, wanting to know how her mother was killed. During her studies she learned how to use actual magic and became a witch.
Samantha had to keep it from her father, because she knew how angry he would be if he ever learned that she was using what killed her mother. But she didn't see magic like that, it could be used for evil but it could also be used for good. She met a man through her practices who needed magical assistance. She fell for the man's charming personality and dashing good looks and slept with him. After his departure, she learned she was pregnant and had no means of contacting him.
Logan was born in Nashville Tennessee. He grew up with his mother who quit hunting and just provided help for Logan's grandpa and uncle for their hunts. Logan looked up to his uncle and grandfather with starry eyes. He wanted to be like them. It was when he was thirteen years old that his mother was killed by a demon for helping James and Michael in tracking it. Logan ran into the house after school to see the demon standing over her body and with a smirk, it vanished. Leaving Logan to sob into his mother's dead corpse.
He joined his Uncle on the road but eventually Michael put a stop to it. Logan wanted to hunt, wanted to be out on the road with him but Michael decided it wasn't what his mother would've wanted and he contacted an old friend to look after Logan back in Tennessee. Logan continued in school, hearing his grandfather's and uncle's hunting stories. Soon enough stories of brothers with the name Winchester surfaced up, and it kind of gave his family a hard time in the hunting world. A lot of hunters weren't very fond of them but as far as they knew, they weren't related. James knew his brother had a kid, and there was a possibility that they were his grandchildren but he didn't believe it. Mostly out of old age and bitterness.
When James finally did decide to find if there was any link to them and the brothers, he got very sick. James had cancer and it was caught very late. Logan, now an adult took in his grandfather and was with him for the very rough last moments of his life. It angered Logan that his grandfather had no help, he was a hunter and always on the road. He didn't live a normal life and because of that he suffered more than a normal person would've. It was at that moment that Logan decided he wouldn't let any other veteran hunters go out like that and his dream of a hunter's nursing home came to be.
It wasn't easy, with a little help from his uncle and some other friends, Logan managed to get a place big enough for hunters to stay at. It wasn't the best, the building was drafty and there was some leaks here and there. But it was good enough, it was home. Logan would work as a fitness instructor and bartender and with the help from a few other's who helped him run the place, they managed to afford the place. Logan would scrape by, not eating sometimes for a week or more in order to pay for a hunter's medicine. Now he and the old folks are going to the Bingo hall because Logan thinks they need more social interaction. Little did he know that they would end up in Zeppelin City.
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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