Post by Mammon on Jan 13, 2014 22:39:57 GMT -5
Full Name: Alex Jefferey Reed
Nickname/Alias:
Age/Date Of Birth: Thirty | August 12th 1983
Race: Human
Occupation: Owner Of Barney Industries
Species Group: Civilian
Play-By: Josh Duhamel
Abilities
Special Inventory
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Money
❤ Champagne
❤ His Life
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Dirty Things
✗ Being Disrespected
✗ Strawberry Ice Cream
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Going Bankrupt
☬ Going To Hell
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To open more restaurants.
Personality:
Alex is a bit of a stuck up man who knows what he wants and isn't afraid to take it. He does not wait for anything to happen and doesn't depend on luck, he goes out and takes what he wants, not caring of the consequences. The man can be pretty greedy but he is known to donate to charities on his good days. He is a business man and is all about trying to make deals to benefit himself, that is how he manged to make a deal for his body to be used by Mammon without his soul being damned to hell within ten years.
Traits
✧ Focused
✧ Idealistic
✧ Realistic
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Greedy
✦ Argumentative
✦ Anxious
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Parents: Carah Reed (Mother) Ronald Reed (Father)
Siblings: N/A
Other Family: N/A
Important Others: N/A
History:
Alex was born into a very wealthy family and grew up without having to work for anything. He was given everything and when he got of age he gained his inheritance and had his life set. However it wasn't enough and eventually when his father passed he was given control over the Barney Corporation which was a chain of restaurants among other things. He ran it for a while before eventually having to file for bankrupt...
Lucky enough a man by the name of Richard revealed himself and offered the man a deal... Upon finding out that the man was in fact a demon he argued with him until they came to an agreement on what the terms of his deal was if the demon helped him get all his money back.
Alex would get all the money he had lost and then some as long as he allowed the demon to possess him whenever he wanted. If he were to refuse, even one time, the hounds of hell would come and drag him to hell with them. He made the deal and everything was back to normal for him, and you know what? He didn't even lose a wink of sleep from it.
Alias: Hell Hound
How did you find us?: Head Admin
Experience: Enough
Other Characters: Dean Winchester, Chris Anderson, Lizzie Shields, Aspen Meadows, Luke Sullivan, Ryker Nixon, Heaven Micahels, Sawyer Grant, Tyson Grant, Austin Jacobs, Darren Covington, and Zane Lancaster
RP Sample:
Damn werewolves. Chris had just finished a hunt that invovled what he thought was two werewolves, but turned out to be three. Slight miscalculation that almost ended bad for the family nearby. Luckily Chris managed to shoot the thing as it tried to attack the little girl... He wouldn't be able to live with himself if it did. The small group was attacking houses on the same block, and it didn't take long to notice the pattern. Each attack was around one house. That house? Yeah, it was the home of some wolves, go figure. They lived in a very fancy rich place, kind of reminded Chris of Marilyn Monroe's home from back in the days he hung with the famous people.
This was why Chris needed a break, he needed...... One night out. He found himself in Portland, Oregon. The place wasn't that bad, he already had met some kind people who pointed him to a bar downtown which was having a karaoke night. Okay, Chris couldn't sing, sure but he did love to go and watch people make a fool of themselves.... Not in a mean kind of way but it would lighten Chris up a bit and he could sit back and have fun.
He walked through the crowd downtown, after parking his red corvette in a parking lot that wasn't too shady. The moon was bright tonight, bright enough that the town probably didn't even need the lights on to see. Chris smiled and took in the cool night air. What a wonderful night. Finally he stumbled across a bar with a huge sign saying "KARAOKE NIGHT". Chris let out a sigh of relief that he found the place easily and walked in.
The place was rather nice. Everything was in deep blue and silver which Chris didn't mind but he would of preferred red. A small group of people were huddled over at one of the pool tables, a couple middle aged couples sat by the stage which was being occupied by a couple dueting a Sunny and Cher song. Chris chuckled as he hadn't heard that song in quite some time. "I got you babe" was now stuck in Chris's mind as he found his way over to the bar. He glanced over to see a bunch of people hanging around the bathroom doors. They were laughing and giggling and as a couple came out of the male restroom they all bursted out in even more uncontrollable laughter. Chris shook his head slightly and sat next to a nice looking, young red-headed woman. As he sat down the bartender brought the young woman a coke and some rum, then turned to Chris with a polite smile.
"What can I get ya?"
The man was rather heavy set and had a long dark beard. His jeans lost almost all color and had rips in them here and there. Chris wasn't sure if that was the style or if the man just needed new clothes. The man's voice was deep and rough but he had a nice welcoming tone which was plesent to Chris' ears.
"A whiskey."
Chris told the bartender what he wanted and glanced over to the stage which was now changing from the couple to a young blonde who was singing "Tik Tok" by Kesha. As she began to sing Chris couldn't help but chuckle at how horrible she was, but she was having such a great time and Chris admired that. The bartender came back and looked at Chris raising an eyebrow.
"Can I get some ID?"
Chris sighed at the man's request seeing how it happened a lot. He pulled into his pocket, grabbed his wallet and handed over his ID.
"No problem."
Chris gave the man a smile. Sure he said it wasn't a problem but he was tired of dealing with this for so many years. The ID read 25 which the man didn't buy for a second but gave the ID back to Chris and slid his shot of whiskey to him. Chris gave the man a nod as he caught the glass then put his ID back in his wallet, glancing at the stack of money he had poking out a bit. It was good that Chris had a lot of money, it would mean he could pay for as many drinks as he wanted. He slid the wallet back into his pocket and took a sip of the alcohol as he turned to watch the girl some more.
After the blonde finished, Chris turned around and gave the red-head a smile. She was quite beatiful, and surprisingly enough she seemed to be alone.
"Hi, I'm Chris."
He slid his right hand under his left arm, that was holding his drink to shake her hand. It was already turning out to be a great night. Either way there was no werewolves, so Chris wasn't complaining.
I (Alex Reed) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (Batman)
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