Post by Mason Parker on May 4, 2014 18:22:04 GMT -5
Full Name: Mason Riley Parker
Nickname/Alias: Mace
Age/Date Of Birth: Twenty Four Years Old | 04 - 20 - 1990
Race: Human
Occupation: College Student
Species Group: 2nd Generation Deva
Play-By: Liam Hemsworth
Abilities
Emotion Manipulation - Mason is able to manipulate other people's emotions and possibly even his own. However Mason is not aware of this ability and subconsciously uses it without knowing. When people talk to him about their problems they end up just feeling better about them, because of his ability of course. Upon realization and practice of his ability, Mason will be able to do more with it.
Premonitions - He has visions of the future when he is asleep or awake. The visions come with horrible migraines and are a bit discolored along with being blurry sometimes. As the ability develops the visions will get more clear and he might be able to get visions of the past as well.
Special Inventory
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Helping People
❤ Bowling
❤ Crime Shows
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Unresolved Issues
✗ Cigarette Smoke
✗ People Trying To Decide His Future
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ The War - He has seen what it has done to his brother and what it did to the father. He can't help but fear it, and dread his brother trying to talk him into joining.
☬ Claustrophobic - Tight spaces where he cannot escape can cause him to have a panic attack.
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To become a psychologist
Personality:
Mason is a very reserved and private young man. He is passionate and dedicated, applying himself fully to whatever he sets out to do. Mason doesn't only care about people's lives and their safety but he also cares about their emotions and state of mind. Helping people just comes naturally to him, and he knows some people need a more direct and aggressive approach while others need a more gentle touch.
Unlike most men, Mason isn't always trying to hook up with some girl or objectifying them in some way. He has standards and he isn't really looking to hook up with girls but rather find someone he can actually have a relationship with. That being said, it doesn't mean he never has or never will 'hook up' with a girl but it's not something he usually does.
Mason can come off as shy because he can be quiet at times, but honestly he isn't shy at all. He has no problem with meeting people and talking with them, getting to know them on a more intimate level if they allow him to. The twenty something year old likes to play Xbox, watch movies, and sleep on his free time. He honestly loves to sleep, it is his favorite pass time most likely.
Traits
✧ Passionate
✧ Caring
✧ Dedicated
Negatives (At Least 3):
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Siblings: Logan Winchester
Other Family: Does your character have any other family important to them? Grandparents, cousins, uncles, or aunts?
Important Others: Who is important to your character that is not related to them?
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Alias: Hell Hound
How did you find us?: Site Admin
Experience: Lotz
Other Characters: Dean Winchester, Sawyer Grant, Tyson Grant, Lizzie Shields, Aspen Meadows, Mammon, Darren Covington, Ryker Nixon, Heaven Michaels, Dean Winchester Jr, Jake Sullivan, Ethan Sullivan, Lily Bishop, Luke Sullivan, Scotty Jacobs, Matthew Jacobs, Austin Jacobs, Chris Anderson, Stephanie Khang Seth Baldwin, @hunter, Logan Winchester
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.
Ecclesiam 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.
I (Mason Parker) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (Batman)
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