Megan DeCarlo | Hunter

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✧Good

✧Kind

✧responsible

Negatives (At Least 3):

✦Shy

✦Uneasy

✦Know it All



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Parents: Francis and Mario DeCarlo

Siblings: None

Other Family: None

Important Others: Jade, Kennedy, Troy and Dillon.

History: 

Megan has lived a good life, up until she was about 9 years old. She came from a very wealthy family who used to go out to fancy diners, and cruises and all sorts of trips. When Megan was 9 years old, her father and mother were taking her for a drive to the country. They lived in Weston Connecticut and were actually driving to Maine for a vacation. The snow was awful and Megan's mother begged her father to turn around. He wouldn't and he said that they would be fine. Turned out they weren't. Their father hit a curve really fast, and he skidded off the road. The car hit the bottom of a ravine and caught on fire. Thankfully a man who was also driving near them saw the whole thing. Megan could remember her parents screaming for her to get out of the car, but she didn't want to leave them. The driver of the pickup finally grabbed her and took her out of the car.

Megan watched as the car exploded with her parents inside. She was never the same person since. The driver was a man who ended up taking her in to stay with him. There she met some new friends.  At first she was shy but then became good friends with them. She always felt accepted with them and even felt like they were family to her once she got to know them. She needed friends like that and stuck close to them at the house. She didn't feel alone this way.

Megan had gone singing at a coffee shop many of the nights that she was free. She enjoyed it.  She wasn't really getting paid but it was fun and people liked her.  When they were walking home after a good performance, they were attacked by what Megan thought was a dog.  She had honestly never seen anything like it.  She screamed when the dog came but watched Kennedy kill it as if she had done those things before.  She stared at it completely confused as she watched Kennedy kill it as if she'd done those things before. 

When they got back Kennedy explained to them what she actually did and what her family history was.  Megan was shocked to learn all of this but was also interested in helping.  Although scary stuff was not her thing, she knew she could help in some way.  She thought maybe she could do research and see what was actually out there.  Megan was skeptical at first but now she just wanted to make amends and try to help people. 







Alias: Jennifer

How did you find us?: Probaords 

Experience: 5-7 years

Other Characters: Castiel and Crowley

RP Sample: 

The last thing Castiel remembered was fighting. He was constantly fighting, and running.... in Purgatory. Purgatory was the kind of place where he felt he belonged. After everything Castiel had done, he felt like he deserved to be there. It almost felt like it was his new home. Castiel accepted that and he hoped eventually Dean would too. More then anything he wanted Dean to accept it. Still though, Castel had a lot of things to work through and he was almost afraid of ever seeing his brothers again, the angels.



Castiel went back to the lake he was at when he ran into Dean the first time. The lake became somewhat of a home to him. He was able to drink water, and even eat some fish. Yes, he actually ate some food there in Purgatory, something he never really needed to do on Earth. He figured it was more of a distraction then him actually having too. Every now and then a monster would attempt to find out who he was, and why he was there. When they realized he was an Angel, then they would attempt to kill him.



Castiel wandered a bit around the lake one day, just trying to make ends meet. Trying to earn his keep by staying where he should be. He was looking around him to make sure no monsters were going to attack. The next thing he knew, he saw a bright light suddenly. He couldn’t quite tell what it was, but he thought maybe it was more angels. He looked up to the sky and realized he was being lifted up. He didn’t quite understand what was happening. Then it dawned on him. Someone was saving him.



“No, no please don’t!” Castiel said. “This is where I belong!” he argued.



The creature didn’t listen to him. He barely had another second to speak when he blacked out. The next thing he knew he awoke on the grass, wearing his trench coat and suit and tie. He was pretty muddy and unshaven. He knew he didn’t look like himself. He also knew that someone had saved him, although he couldn’t remember.



He was confused and disorientated as his memories of coming back to Earth were gone. He sighed and stood up finally. He looked around for someplace to go to. A gas station, anywhere really where he could get help. Mostly, he started to walk. Although he could fly he was a bit weak from being rescued. He wanted to save his energy so he continued to walk and thankfully he wouldn’t be hungry or thirsty because he was still an angel. He realized that thankfully whoever brought him back still gave him his powers.



So he started to walk..... “Why....why me? Why now?” he looked up at the sky “Why now of all times am I rescued? I deserved to be down there.... that was my home.... he frowned. “I must find Sam and Dean...perhaps they can help...” he said to himself softly.


So Castiel continued to walk until he felt he was strong enough to fly. He felt around in his pocket and realized his cell phone was in there. He stared at it and attempted to dial Dean’s phone number hoping Dean would pick up.






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