Post by Blake Armstrong on Mar 7, 2022 5:50:23 GMT -5



Full Name: Blake Howard Armstrong
Nickname/Alias: Bubba
Age/Date Of Birth: Thirty Five Years Old | 03/31/1986
Race: Hunter
Occupation: Hunter/Farmer
Species Group: Hunter
Play-By: Moe Dunford
Abilities
N/A
Special Inventory
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.

Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Beer - Blake loves to sit back and just have himself a beer. He’s known to get a little carried away and if left to his own devices he could easily down a whole case.
❤ Horses - Growing up on a farm, he always had horses at least for as long as he can remember. He’s really good with them too.
❤ Cooking - Blakes loves to eat, so it’s good he knows how to cook and he likes doing it. He rarely eats out and prefers just whipping something up back at home.
❤ His Country - Blake is a very proud American and he’s willing to do whatever he has to in order to keep his people safe. It’s one reason he still hunts, because it sure as hell ain’t the pay.
❤ God - Blake is a God fearing man and he talks to him daily. He doesn’t attend church regularly but he reads his bible before bed and always makes sure to say grace before a meal.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Wasting Food - You put it on your plate, you eat it. That’s how he was raised and he still carries that with him till this day.
✗ Snow - Being from Humboldt Tennessee, he doesn’t see a whole lot of snow but when he does he absolutely hates it.
✗ Rap Music - Hates it. Plain and simple.
✗ “Buried” - He hates it because 1. it triggers him because he’s terrified of being buried alive and 2. The dude was in a box the whole damn time. A buddy lied to him and said he wouldn’t be stuck for the whole movie.
✗ People Who Speak For God - He doesn’t believe anyone has any right to judge anyone or try to condemn them. That is God’s job.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Icy Roads - After having an accident he is terrified of driving when there’s snow.
☬ Being Buried Alive - He thinks it is a pretty unlikely thing to happen but it really freaks him out.
☬ His Upstairs Bathroom - After what he witnessed, Blake could never enter the bathroom again.
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To keep any families from going through what he did.
Personality: Blake is a very well mannered and strong willed man. He was raised with many virtues that he still holds with him even now that he is a grown man himself. He respects just about anyone as long as you don’t bad mouth him or his loved ones, aren’t an abusive PoS, and aren’t being too big of a jackass. He’s usually a laid back kind of guy and is easily satisfied. A cold beer, sitting outside on the porch during sunset or under the stars, watching a good western or action flick are all it really takes for him to have a good time.
Since his family are all dead, he’s a pretty lonely man and he spends a lot of time at the bar. He’s gotten into his fair share of bar fights and he isn’t too proud of it, but sometimes getting so drunk ends up in a few bruises. He’s not a perfect man, nor does he ever claim to be one but he does try to be the best man he can be. He’s very faithful, believing everything is in God’s hands and the big man upstairs daily. He tries to read his bible every night, but he isn’t the best reader and a lot of it he just doesn’t understand. But even if he’s not all that book smart, he has a good head on his shoulders and he is pretty intuitive and attentive to how people act. When talking to someone he really listens, gives them his full attention because that’s the polite thing to do. Even if he doesn't like the person.
He bottles up a lot of his issues, which is one reason he drinks a lot. Healthy coping? No, but he says it's something and it feels good so that’s his business. He’s extremely brave and that is a big plus when facing the monsters he runs into while hunting. He will throw his life on the line to save someone, because he knows if he didn’t do all in his power to do so then he’d regret it for the rest of his life.
Traits
Positives (At Least 3):
✧ Well Mannered
✧ Attentive
✧ Respectful
✧ Brave
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Distrusting
✦ Self Sacrificing
✦ Bottles Up Emotions

Parents: William and Olivia Armstrong (Both Deceased)
Siblings: A brother named Lux
Other Family: Jonathan Armstrong (Grandfather/Deceased), A Lot Of Family In Tennessee
Important Others: Logan Winchester
History: Blake was the result of a teen pregnancy, his mother being 16 and his father 17 when he was born. William’s father allowed Olivia to move in and live with him and William. He couldn’t have any grandbaby of his living out on the street. So Blake grew up on a farm and learned how to grow crops and take care of the livestock. He especially connected with the horses, which his grandfather was a huge fan of. Apparently he was a famous horse racer when he was younger and that always inspired Blake to try and be like his granddaddy.
It was when he was four years old that their life kind of flipped on its head. Olivia was pregnant, but it wasn’t with William’s baby. Apparently she had met another man at a bar, she described him as an electric and captivating guy. She loved him. This infuriated William but he couldn’t get rid of her, he was madly in love with her and thought that maybe he could get her to change. That didn’t work. She didn’t want to be with William anymore and it just angered him more and more. He’d try to do nice and romantic things, but it just didn’t change her mind. Months went by and the mystery man had vanished, which caused Olivia to accuse William of doing something to him. They fought a lot and it wasn’t always just verbally. This really upset Blake and was something he’d take with him into his adulthood.
His mom wanted to name the baby Lux after she found out it was a boy. She said it meant light and that it would be fitting. As her due date got closer, she noticed William acting stranger and stranger. He had said he would do things to the baby during some of their fights, that he’d take it and she’d never see it again. So one night, she gave birth in the barn. All by herself as a storm raged on outside, the thunder hiding her screams. After it was all said and done, she took Blake and they left.
Blake remembers the drive through the dark as it rained onto the vehicle. He remembers how small his little brother looked, and his bright blue eyes. He remembers how excited he was to have a brother and then his mom yanked the baby seat out of the car and left him on the doorstep to some building, covered with a blanket she had made herself. He remembered crying, just wanting his brother and not understanding why they left the baby there. Once he grew up, Blake never understood why she took him with her that night and it was a question that would haunt his mind for years.
Returning home, William and Olivia got into an argument and he demanded to know what she did with the baby. She wouldn’t say but Blake, being so young did end up telling his father that they left him on the doorstep of a building. He never got to hear the ending of that argument, because his grandfather took him away to another room. It was a week later that his mother would be found dead, inside of their bathtub. Blake was the one to find her, and it traumatized him greatly to the point where he could never step foot in that bathroom again. The way her eyes looked… You hear or see on TV what a person looks like when electrocuted but it’s nothing like the real thing. The authorities tried to find what was the cause of the electrocution, but they found nothing. William was a suspect for a moment as they believed there was foul play due to marks on her body but nothing held up in court and he was released.
Growing up from there on out was hard on Blake. His grandfather did a lot for him, which was good because his dad went off the wagon and became a raging drunk. He started looking into weird stuff, saying his wife was killed by something supernatural. The town thought he was crazy, and so did his family for that matter. However, he would soon find out that there were really things out there that went bump in the night and he began hunting.
At the age of 13 Blake learned about the supernatural and his father started teaching him how to defend himself and how to hunt. He told him that something killed his mom, a demon and he was determined to find and kill it. Blake never believed his dad, not until a vampire followed him home and tried to eat him, Blake, and Jonathan. It turned into all 3 of them hunting, and in 10th grade Blake dropped out. He wasn’t the school type and with what he was doing, he didn’t think he needed it.
At the age of 19, his father was killed by a vengeful spirit. They had salt and burned the wrong bones and it ended up causing his father to go into cardiac arrest. Blake and Jonathan really took this hard but it bonded the two together. Jonathan was a badass, having been a soldier he was already trained to fight. The two would go on to hunt for years until Jonathan started showing signs of Alzheimer’s disease. They went for a bit just trying to ignore but soon it became too much of a reality and Jonathan was finally diagnosed. He couldn’t hunt anymore and Blake needed help taking care of him. Especially since Jonathan had other health problems on top of it.
That is when he learned about a nursing home for hunters, run by a man named Logan Winchester. He met with him, and saw what he was doing and Logan took Jonathan in without hesitation. Over time the two became great friends and hunted together multiple times. When Jonathan was finally about to pass on, Logan made sure to contact Blake and he was able to be there with his grandfather and say goodbye.
After Jonathan’s death, Blake continued to hunt and try to keep people from experiencing the pain and loss that he had. Cases that involved children with their parents took special priority. He ran into multiple things, but one in particular was a siren which he would’ve died after being tricked if it wasn’t for Logan saving his ass. From that moment on Blake developed a lot of trust issues. Not too long ago he got into a car accident in the winter due to black ice. A pole went straight through his abdomen so it was a miracle he was even still alive. Now he was in for the ride of his life, because now he was a citizen of 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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