Post by oberon on Apr 10, 2023 22:21:07 GMT -5
Full Name: Oberon August Jäger
Nickname/Alias: Ron/Obie
Age/Date Of Birth: Twenty Eight Years Old | 05/22/1994
Race: Creature
Occupation: Waiter
Species Group: Skinwalker
Play-By: Angelo Carlucci
Abilities
Shapeshifting - A Skinwalker is able to turn into a canine form at will.
Enhanced Strength - A Skinwaker’s strength is greater than humans and normal canines. They only have this super strength while in their canine form.
Enhanced Agility - While transformed their agility is greater than humans, often allowing them to perform leaps across incredible heights and distances. Their agility also allows them to easily and rapidly sprint.
Enhanced Speed - While transformed a Skinwalker can move quicker than typical humans and canines.
Enhanced Senses - Even when not transformed Skinwalkers are able to see better than humans in darkness, similar to actual canines, their sense of smell and hearing is equally enhanced.
Invulnerability - Skinwalkers can't be killed by conventional means and weapons but they can be injured like a normal person. Silver however, can kill them.
Regeneration - Skinwalkers recover from injuries much quicker than a human does, taking half the time to heal. So if an injury takes 2 weeks to heal, then a Skinwalker would take 1 week.
Special Inventory
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Space - Oberon loves space, like a lot. He loves staring up into the night sky and is fascinated with the stars, moons, and planets. He also likes astrology.
❤ Tattoos - He has quite a few tattoos, though on his chest he has a sun and moon which means the most to him.
❤ His Motorcycle - It’s his baby. He loves to just go for long night drives.
❤ Winter - He loves snow and the longer nights.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Waking Up Early - Fuck that. He hates being awake during the day, he’s always so tired while the sun is still up.
✗ Being Bored - He can bore pretty easily and needs something to stimulate his mind/senses. He might do some wild daredevil type things if his boredom gets too severe.
✗ Being Ignored - It hurts his feelings but also pisses him off.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Ending Up Like His Father - Oberon’s father was a very bad alcoholic and he fears that he’ll end up just like him.
☬ Hunters - After they killed his family and pack, he is terrified of them.
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To Keep Getting By And Avoid Being found By Hunters
★ To Become An Actor
Personality: Oberon is a naturally curious person. He likes to learn new things, whether that be just new facts, exploring a new place, or getting to know someone. He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t knock it before he tries it. He’s extremely protective of those he cares about and he doesn’t try to hide it. Oberon can be a bit aggressive at times. He’s always ready to get into a fight, both verbally and physically if it comes to it. He doesn’t run away from confrontation.
He likes to have a good time and can be pretty playful, down for games or anything that can be amusing. He’s prone to getting bored though, and he’ll go to great lengths sometimes to stop himself from being so. Because of that he can get himself into some crazy situations, and not always the safest ones either. More recently he’s developed a bit of anxiety around people, wondering what their intentions are. This is due to the hunters who killed his pack and now he distrusts people until he knows they aren’t actively looking to hurt him or his kind.
Traits
Positives (At Least 3):
✧ Curious
✧ Protective
✧ Playful
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Daredevil
✦ Aggressive
✦ Anxious
Parents: Henry Jäger(Deceased) & Eliane Jäger(Deceased)
Siblings: N/A
Other Family: N/A
Important Others: Aurora (Deceased)
History:
Oberon was the only child born to Henry and Eliane Jäger. Unlike normal children, Oberon was born as a skinwalker and learned early on what it meant to be one. He learned about these other instincts that made him different from other children his age, along with abilities he possessed, and about the dangers that came along with being different. He was taught to keep what he was a secret, to live in secrecy and not let anyone know what he was outside of his pack. There were those who hunted those who weren’t human, and from an early age he learned to fear them.
He had a best friend growing up in a girl named Aurora who was also a part of his pack. They met when they were both 9 years old and became pretty inseparable. They had a special bond that no one else could understand. Oberon really grew close to Aurora after his father’s alcoholism began to take a toll on the family. He seemed to grow more and more angry, he would hurt his mother, and while he never physically hurt Oberon he had his fair share of psychological trauma from the man’s addiction. His father left the pack and soon after he was found dead. No one knew exactly what happened but it was assumed that a hunter found him.
The pack all lived together in what they considered a private community within Montana, known as Camp Wa Ya. While many of those in the pack had jobs outside of the camp, and the children went to school, they all lived together in this camp. Which turned out to be a bad thing. Oberon had dreams of becoming an actor and he planned on leaving the pack and going to California. Aurora knew his dream and she also had her own dreams of becoming a model and the two decided they would go together. However, with his father gone he always convinced himself to put it off for another year in order to stay there for his mom. He did this until he was 20 years old.
It wasn’t that he decided to just up and leave for California. Not at all. It was during the day, and he was asleep in his cabin when the pack was attacked by a large group of hunters. They went through the camp and wiped them all out. It didn’t matter if they were old or young. The hunters killed every single one of them. Oberon wasn’t any exception, as his body was suddenly riddled with silver bullets while he slept. He remembers waking up to excruciating pain and the screams from Aurora and his mother until it was all silence. When he came to once again, he was laying on a blood soaked mattress. None of the bullets were still in his body, having exited into the mattress below. He was the only survivor. His mother and Aurora were both dead, their bodies in a corner which showed Oberon that Aurora had tried blocking his mother’s body with her own but to no avail.
Oberon would like to say he went on a quest for revenge, to hunt the hunters down and kill them but he didn’t. He had no idea how to do something like that. He had no idea who they were… And he was scared. He was terrified of the people who did this. The hate that fueled them to kill his kind. So instead he left home and traveled for a while. The loss of his pack hit him hard, especially the loss of his mother and Aurora. He and Aurora were extremely close, and were best friends. More than that, Oberon had realized he was in love with her but he would never be able to tell her that now. Eventually, he did find his way to California and he got a job as a waiter while he tried to get auditions. His dream didn’t only feel like his own now, but also Aurora’s.
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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