Post by Dalton Grant on May 26, 2019 20:43:36 GMT -5
Full Name: Dalton Michael Grant
Nickname/Alias: Dal
Age/Date Of Birth: Twenty Nine Years Old | 01/10/1990
Race: Human
Occupation: Casino Owner
Species Group: Psychic
Play-By: Adam Senn
Abilities
Dalton has demon blood, so his powers are even stronger when on demon blood.
Telekinesis - Also known as psychokinesis, the ability to move objects with one's mind. Dalton's mastered this ability over the years, it's one of his fun tricks he uses at parties.
Pyrokinesis - The ability to start fires with one's mind. Dalton isn't able to create huge amounts of flames, he could catch something on fire but he can't create fireballs or anything like that yet.
Electrokinesis - He hasn't used this ability too much yet, somehow he just electrocutes objects upon touch and it usually activates when he's angry.
Addiction Manipulation - Since he's owned his casino, Dalton began to manipulate addiction. He's been able to make people addicted to his games, until they blow all of their money. He can even put someone through withdrawal after getting them addicted to something. Addictions include, but are not limited to, exercise, food, drugs, computer, sex, gambling, etc.
Inner Darkness Manipulation - Dalton is able to bring out someone's inner darkness. He can make people say their darkest desires and can possibly even make them act of them. The stronger a person's will is, the harder it is for him to do. This can also be used to bring out intense anger in someone.
Special Inventory
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Pizza - Fuck yeah, that's his favorite food.
❤ Gambling - Dalton has always had a thing for gambling, making bets, it's fun.
❤ Laying Under The Stars - It's so peaceful and beautiful. He and his mom used to do it all the time, when they didn't have a roof over their heads.
❤ Laine's Special Shakes/Smoothies - He makes the best milkshakes and smoothies. He won't tell him his secret ingredients so he tries to sneak a peek, but he's yet to ever catch what goes into them.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Cheating - Whether it be cheating on someone or cheating in games, he just hates it regardless.
✗ Soap Operas - Uggggh, so boring.
✗ Country Music - It's all about tractors, and beer, and riding in a pick up truck. It just sucks.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Losing Laine - He loves him to death, and couldn't imagine something bad happening to him.
☬ People Finding Out About What Happened With Dave
Goals (At Least 1):
★ He wants to have a good life and a family some day.
Personality: Dalton can be a bit of an ass when he wants to, but it's all in good fun. He has a hard time getting close to people, because of the walls he builds up. However when he does connect with someone, and cares about them then he's loyal to you for life... Well, if you don't do anything to void that loyalty. He's a very confident man, that can sometimes come across as cocky. Due to his upbringing, he's become very sympathetic with people having a hard time in life. If he can help out at all, he will. It's why he opened up his own shelter for domestic abuse in Louisiana for those who need it.
Dalton is always looking to get more money, it's really gotten to his head. More and more money means more power and the more he can do, buy, and help whoever he wants. He's prone to gambling himself, but he loves making bets with people too. He doesn't like talking about his childhood, because it was so dark... He has a hard time talking about either of his parents, and he'd rather just focus on the now.
Traits
Positives (At Least 3):
✧ Confident
✧ Loyal
✧ Sympathetic
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Sarcastic
✦ Trust Issues
✦ Money Hungry
Parents: Brandon Grant (Father), Bridgett Marshall (Mother/Deceased)
Siblings: Tyson Grant (Brother), Jackson Grant (Brother), Sawyer Grant (Brother)
Other Family: Maxwell Grant (Nephew), @dylan (Nephew), @carson (Nephew), @blair (Niece), Dustin Grant (Nephew), Tyson Grant Jr (Nephew), Cyrus Bradford (Nephew), Chris Grant (Nephew), Christina Grant (Niece), Dante Salvatore (Nephew), Caden Salvatore (Nephew), Daxton Grant (Grandnephew), Braxton Grant (Grandnephew)
Important Others: Laine Hawthorne (Fiance)
History:
Dalton was the result of an affair that his father had with his mother while married. Bridgett knew he was married, but he promised to leave his wife for her. However, she should've known that a man running for governor with a wife and two young kids wouldn't leave all of that behind... But she was naive. The pregnancy was a mistake. One of their many nights together, the condom must've broke because she ended up pregnant. When Brandon told her he wasn't going to leave his family for a whore, she dropped the bombshell that she was pregnant... But that couldn't be possible, they used protection. That's what Brandon thought at least. When the baby was born Brandon secretly arranged to have a DNA test done. And to his surprise the baby was his. Bridgett threatened to tell his wife and the media of the affair and baby unless he paid her.... And that's what he did. Brandon began secretly sending them checks and Bridgett used the money to take the best care of her son as she could.
Over the years, Bridgett developed an addiction to drugs and alcohol. The money was going faster than it was coming in, so she demanded more from Brandon. That caused him to look into what was going on, sending a private detective to see where the money was going. When he found out that she was abusing drugs, Brandon threatened to have the authorities get involved and have Dalton taken from her. In fear she ran with her son and disappeared, cutting off contact with Brandon. Of course he didn't mind, he took it as a win and went on with his life.
Dalton's childhood consisted of jumping from school to school as his mom struggled to keep a stable job and home. She shacked up with guys as often as she could to leech off of them, being abused in the process. They went from trailer park to trailer park, until she met Dave. He took care of them, at least that's what she'd tell Dalton when he begged his mom to leave him. He was a drunk and smoked two or more cigarette packs a day. He was physically and emotionally abusive and not just to Bridgett, but Dalton as well. He worked as a truck driver, and the times he was away was the best of Dalton's life. He loved having the one on one time with his mother, she was like a different person when he was away. She'd tell him of her dream of opening a bakery and supplying a better life for her and Dalton. She talked about the day she'd leave Dave... The day that happened was a lot different than either of them imagined.
Dalton realized he was gay when he was around eleven years old. When his friends started talking about women, he went along with it but it never really resonated with him. Jason, his best friend at the time managed to steal a porn magazine from his older brother's room. When looking at it, Dalton found himself looking at the men more than the women. Once he was fifteen, Dalton had his first crush. Curtis Jenkins was his next door neighbor and had the cutest and most beautiful smile he'd ever seen. The two became friends and spent everyday together throughout the summer. The first time they kissed was in Dalton's shed late in the night. Things got heated quickly between the two teens, inexperienced groping and kissing. Suddenly it was all abruptly ended as the shed door slid opened with a loud bang. There stood Dave, eyes wide with shock before anger filled them. He snatched Curtis by his arm and flung him out onto the ground. The booming shout sent chills down Dalton's spine as Dave yelled at the boy to get the hell of there. As Curtis ran, Dalton moved to follow after but Dave's strong hand grabbed him by the back of his neck. He shoved the teenager into the shed, causing him to fall over the lawnmower and bruise his side. Dalton quickly pleaded for him to stop, and the word sorry flooded from his mouth over and over again. Dave didn't care, he spewed disgusting words at the young boy as he undid his belt and slid it from his jeans. He then began to whip Dalton with the belt, anywhere it could reach. The buckle slammed against his face, causing a bruise and cut right above his eye. He screamed for help, which caused Bridgett to hear what was happening and she ran outside. As she came outside she saw Dave undoing his jeans and going on about how they'll see how much Dalton likes dick. She screamed and charged at him, tackling him from behind and beating on his back, neck, and back of his head. He spun around and slammed Bridgett into the wall before shoving her out of the shed. He moved over top of her, smacking her over and over as he called her a bitch. Dalton was crying and his body ached, but when he saw Dave attack his mom he got up and tried pulling him off of her. He screamed for him to stop, but he didn't. He began to strangle Bridgett and in the heat of the moment he grabbed a gardening shovel from the shed and stabbed it into the back of Dave's head. He screamed the word stop as he did so and the shed door slammed shut with telekinesis. That was the first time his powers manifested, though neither of them noticed.
Dave was dead and Dalton killed him. He stood there in shock, staring at what he did. Bridgett got to her feet and grabbed her son, hugging him tightly. She told him it was okay, everything would be alright... But Dalton just broke down sobbing into his mother. Scared for her son, she made the decision that they would get rid of the body. They wrapped him in plastic and made him help her load him into the back of Dave's truck. They drove him out into the swamps of Louisiana. The two dragged the body through the woods, both struggling to carry the big man. Once they reached the water, they shoved him into it. He'd become alligator food and everything would be alright. That's what his mom told him. The two of them would take that secret to their grave.
Sadly that would be sooner than later for Bridgett. When Dalton turned 18, they found out that she had cancer. Living off of state assistance and small paychecks Dalton would earn wasn't enough for all of the medical bills. When Dalton found out who his father was he went to him. He wanted help for his mother, but he also wanted to know his father. Brandon had a perfect life, he had an attorney wife and three children... Dalton had brothers! He wanted to meet them so badly, but Brandon told him no. He couldn't. Meeting his biological father was the biggest let down he ever had. So, Dalton threatened him. He'd give him the money to help his mother and then some... Or he was going to ruin his marriage and would make sure everyone knew the scumbag he was. In a tight situation, Brandon reluctantly began to pay Dalton.
Dalton stayed with his mother, moved them into a nice apartment and took care of her. He worked to earn even more money on top of what Brandon would send them. But she just got worse and worse. He begged God to help her, to heal her. He couldn't believe his mother was going to die, he wouldn't. She was such a strong woman, she had been through so much... Cancer couldn't beat her.... But, in the end it did. He spent her last moments by her side, gripping her hand as she faded from this world. His heart was crushed and the most important person in his life was gone. Dalton developed his own drug and alcohol addictions while he dealt with the mourning of his mother.
The checks kept rolling in, Brandon never knew his mother even died. Dalton started to save up the money until he had enough to buy and open up his own casino and club. He poured his money into it, and it paid off. Bridgett's Fortune became the it place in the area. The casino, club, and restaurants inside generated so much money that he didn't even need Brandon's help anymore. Dalton built himself a life and eventually was off the drugs and wasn't getting blacked out drunk every night.
When he was 25 he'd meet Laine. First he met him when his car broke down in the middle of no where, he offered him a ride. The two chatted, he thought he was cute but after getting dropped off he thought he wouldn't see him again... But he did, at Bridgett's Fortune. He was cute, and very flirtatious which amused Dalton. He ended up getting drunk off his ass and waking up in bed next to Laine. They slept together but Dalton could barely remember the night before... And that started Laine's mission to get with Dalton. It wasn't an easy task, Dalton had trust issues and after about 6 months of trying the two ended up going on a date... And another, then another until eventually they were indeed dating. They dated for three years, and then Laine popped the question... Would he marry him? Dalton was surprised, and even a little scared but one of the things he wanted most in life was to be happy and have a family he never got to have when growing up. He loved Laine, he was in love with him... So yes, he said yes.
Little did Dalton know, that Laine was purposely put into Dalton's life by a demon known as Mammon. Dalton's abilities that he's manifested over the years have been a result of demon blood in his veins. Because he was Tyson's brother, Mammon gave him demon blood as well... As a sort of fail safe. When things began to keep sketchy with Tyson Grant in Zeppelin, Mammon sent a witch to get Dalton ready in case he needed him. That witch was Laine. He began to secretly give Dalton demon blood to keep him powerful... He was purposely suppose to get close to him, so that they could manipulate the Grant easily. However, unexpected to Mammon and Laine, the witch actually fell in love with Dalton. He tried taking him off the demon blood, but Dalton got extremely sick and began hallucinating... And the sad thing was that he didn't even know why, Dalton never knew he was on demon blood. He didn't even know demons existed like that. So, Laine had to keep giving him the blood and does so until he can figure out how to get him off it without harming Dalton.
Recently Laine has talked Dalton into leaving Louisiana and going with him... To see the world. It took a lot of talking into, but Dalton went with it. He left his bar in the hands of a friend to look over as he went on a road trip with his fiance.
Alias: Hell Hound
How did you find us?: I Created The Site
Experience: Lotz
Other Characters: Amitiel , Chris Anderson , Jeff Atherton , @rayne , @malachi , Seth Baldwin , Nova Bennette , Lily Bishop , Joel Crawford , Emily Clark , Darren Covington , @jaxon , Eric Gilbertson , Sawyer Grant , Tyson Grant , Austin Jacobs , Matthew Jacobs , Scotty Jacobs , Stephanie Khang , Zane Lancaster , Isaiah MacIntyre , Mammon , Lorilee McKinley , Aspen Meadows , Heaven Michaels , Tristan Michaels , Ryker Nixon , @hunter , Lizzie Shields , Ethan Sullivan , Jake Sullivan , Luke Sullivan , @declan , @tommy , Dean Winchester , Dean Winchester Jr , Cody Wolfe , @caspian , Samson Zimmerman , Mason Parker , Izzy Anderson , Hope Anderson , @dante , Axel Meadows , Beezlebub , Wyatt Clark , Hudson Cooper , @evan , @zadkiel , Piper Wright , Shawn Miller , Aiden Watson , @suriel , Drake Crawford , Eligos , @lucien , Riley Thompson , Jacob Lawson , Spencer Black , @dylan , @carson , @blair , Caleb Winchester , Myra Norwood , Forrest Montgomery , Leon Chait , Felix Chait , Maxwell Grant , @nicole , samuel , Andy Sullivan , Nolan Pierce , Jordan Donovan , Neil Serge , Ryan Winchester , Joey Winchester , Bryce Winchester , Alec Parsons , Peter Larsen , Kyle Welch , Lucas Rhodes , Aym , Asher Hunt , Jarek Nolan , Zero , Ben Braeden , Braxton Grant , Malik Cohen , Dante Salvatore , Caden Salvatore , Dustin Grant , Tyson Grant Jr , Logan Winchester , Daxton Grant , Wesley Jacobs , Arthur Pendragon , Rafael Silva , Lux Bryant , Kaiden Evans , Grant White , Robbie Winchester , Harrison Stark , Grayson Monroe, Kieran Ward
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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