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Post by Stevie Barnes on Aug 15, 2020 5:25:38 GMT -5
Full Name: Stevie Barnes Nickname/Alias: Age/Date Of Birth: 29th Feburary 1986 Race: Human Occupation: Hunter Species Group: Hunter Play-By: Ali Larter
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Likes (At Least 3): ❤ Chocolate ❤ Music ❤ Alcohol
Dislikes (At Least 3): ✗ Running out of ammo ✗ Chick flicks ✗ Decaf coffee
Fears (At Least 2): ☬ Being possessed by a demon and watching herself kill her friends and family ☬ Buried alive
Goals (At Least 1): ★ To track down her long time friend Logan
Personality: She is an up front person that speaks her mind, especially when asked. When around people she knows and likes, Steie tries to tone it down, but sometimes it is hard. When she is friends with someone, or even family she is loyal to them no matter what. She would risk her life for them, especially her almost little brother Logan. They are friends, but she sees him as a younger brother and feels a need to watch over him, so to speak. The guy can look after himself to. Being a hunter she is an alcoholic but she is able to manage it. She never blacks out drunk, and only drinks to excess when she in't on a job. But even then she sleeps with a knife and shotgun under the pillows. Sometimes though in serious situations, she could come up with a lame joke to break the tension. This has led to making a bad situation worse sometimes.
Positives (At Least 3): ✧ Good marksman ✧ Loyal ✧ Witty
Parents: Barney Barnes (father), Maria Barnes (mother) Siblings: Other Family: Important Others: Logan Winchester, Michae; Winchester (Logan's uncle) History: She grew up as a hunter since her father was one. Her old man and uncle were close friends and hunted together, so she met Logan. They have now known each other like forever. She was always in competition with him, like who was the better and faster shooter, even who was the faster eater or drinker. Everything was a friendly competition. Occasionally she liked to pick on him but she defended him if anyone else ever picked on him. Only she had that right on the younger kiddo. But overall she made sure he kept on the rght tracks of life instead of crossing to the wrong side. Of course she went off on hunts with her father and his uncle when Logan was left behind. She did wantt him to join them buut she also felt like he would be safer being left behind.
Logan now taking in his grandfather instead of hunting, Stevie would drop in as often as she could to help him out. She liked grandpa and even Logan needed a break now and then. At that age, her need to compete with Logan had died down. Now it was be there for him whenever she could. After the passing of grandpa, she took a small break from hunting and stayed, being there for Logan. She made sure he ate, and took care of whatever she could while also making sure he looked after himself. When he had said he wanted to open a nursing home for retired hunters who were lucky enough to reach that age she took off again but spread the word to anyone she hunted with, even driving some straight to him. Sometimes when Stevie stopped by to visit, she stayed and tried to give him whatever money she had. if he declined, she always hid it in the cutlrey drawer or anywhere else easy to find on the day she left. But on her last visit, he had disappeared. Not just him, the retired hunters to. Now she spent her time trying to find him in between jobs.
Alias: Singingdoughnut How did you find us?:Invited from the hounds of Hell Experience: 4 years here Other Characters: Too much effort RP Sample: "Don't do that." called out over the top of her computer without even looking at a teen trying to dog ear a page in a library book. To her that was sacrilege. Tamara looked over the top of the monitor staring at the teen coldly until he merely shut the book and pushed it aside. Nothing was more sinful than a damaged book. She was angry before, but that just added to it. It had been more than a week since she heard from Matt. She was mad and worried that he had not called. It was not the first time he had gone more than a month without making contact. Either it was for her protection, or he just forget, she still couldn't help but worry. Worried that the next news report was of his body being found, or locked in prison for protecting someone.
Finally it was closing time. Tamara just locked the doors when someone grabbed her from behind. Gasping in fear, she spun around, trying to go for the mace in her bag when she saw it was one of Matt's hunter friends and shut her eyes, putting a hand over her racing heart. "Wear a bell next time." she said, looking up at him calming down now.
"And give up on these nights? I don't think so." Rick said with a smirk.
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