Post by Shawn Miller on May 3, 2015 13:49:25 GMT -5



Full Name: Shawn Ian Miller
Nickname/Alias: Malthus, Sim, Richard, Jayson, Nancy, Jensen, Crazy
Age/Date Of Birth: Thirty Years Old | 03 - 11 - 1985
Race: Human
Occupation: Fitness Trainer
Species Group: Hunter
Play-By: Desmond Harrington
Abilities
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Special Inventory
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Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Healthy Food - Shawn likes to eat healthy as it helps keep his body in shape.
❤ Working Out - Shawn's job is being a personal trainer so of course he loves to work out and he has an amazingly athletic body.
❤ Video Games - Shawn loves video games and plays them during his free time often.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Junk Food - He doesn't like unhealthy food, and very rarely will eat such.
✗ Writing/Reading - Shawn is not that great with spelling and reading so he dislikes doing so.
✗ Being Called Crazy - The word crazy offends him greatly.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ His Black Outs - He has random black outs sometimes and he has no idea why.
☬ Being Crazy - He's afraid of being labeled crazy and for this he won't seek any kind of medical attention for his black outs.
Goals (At Least 1):
★ His goal is pretty much to stop having black outs... How he plans to accomplish that he doesn't know.
Personality: Shawn is a nice guy who loves to work out and help other's get into shape. It's because of his love for fitness that he has become a personal trainer. He is a very respecting and considerate of other's, and is so much so that he becomes self-conscious of himself and behavior and hates to offend anyone. He is a people pleaser. Shawn has repressed behaviors and memories that would be the cause of why he has DID, or Dissociative Identity Disorder. He experiences black outs, in which time he takes on a different persona for a time being. He has no idea that he becomes another person and he cannot recall anything he may of did during that time.
JAYSON
This personality represents the anger and vengefulness of Shawn, after what happened to him as a child. Jayson is a hunter and is very good at doing so, he knows a lot about the supernatural but there is still some things he doesn't know. Usually Jayson is easily able to steal control from Shawn and he is often triggered by anger. Jayson is not aware of the other personalities besides Shawn.
He is bisexual and is very confident and egotistical. He indulges in unhealthy foods, which contradicts Shawn's healthy eating habits. He also smokes cigarettes and is altogether a very reckless person. Jayson is the one to take on dares and do things that Shawn would be too scared to do. Jayson sees himself as a six foot hazel eyed man with a very nice athletic body, with dark brown hair and tanned skin.
Shawn - He sees Shawn as weak and he doesn't approve of his softness or his healthy habits. He calls him a pansy or wuss when referring to him.
RICHARD
This personality is very sophisticated and is most likely molded after Shawn’s late grandfather who passed. Shawn always seen his grandfather as a man who had everything figured out and put together, which is probably why this personality take’s the name of his grandfather. He is aware of all of the other personalities and he refers to himself as the keeper, as he believes they are all stuck in Shawn's body. He can control personality switches more so than any of the other personalities.
He is heterosexual and is very well mannered and speaks with a very sophisticated sounding southern accent. Richard likes to indulge in the expensive luxuries of life and has no problem with spending money. He is triggered whenever something needs to be handled, sorted, or if he just chooses to come out. Due to Shawn not being able to read or write well Richard will come out if he must do one of these things, as he is a great reader and writer. He enjoys writing poetry. He believes he is a tall six foot three southern man with light blond hair, and blue eyes.
Shawn - He sees Shawn as a poor sad little boy who is in need of help and guidance. He tries to look out for Shawn on many occasions and even imposes as him when needed.
Jayson - He dislikes Jayson because of how reckless he is and how much he puts Shawn in danger.
Jensen - He believes Jensen has only good motives for poor Shawn so he does not mind him.
Sim - He is very protective of the child personality.
Nancy - He doesn't mind her much at all, even with her religious mumbo jumbo.
Malthus - He hates Malthus.
JENSEN
This personality is morphed from Shawn’s deceased older brother. Jensen is responsible for carrying all of the guilt Shawn feels and he also retains the bad memories of Shawn’s mother that he doesn't remember. Jensen is aware of the other personalities and he doesn't like any of them. He sees the flaws in each and he just wants Shawn to be better.
He is homosexual and when he takes control he needs to wear glasses as his vision isn't that great. He is very musically gifted, playing guitar, violin, and piano. He is triggered when bad memories of his mother are brought up to Shawn or if he feels heavy guilt. He sees himself as a good sized black haired man with blue eyes and light skin, he jokes about himself that he looks like a ghost.
Shawn - He is very protective of Shawn and only wants the best for him. He dislikes all of the other personalities, seeing flaws in all of them of some sort.
SIM
This personality’s name originates from the initials of Shawn’s name, Shawn Ian Miller - S.I.M. This personality is a child and is triggered by fear. When Shawn is about to remember what happened to him as a child Sim will take over and will endure the memories instead.
Sim is pansexual and is scared of all kinds of things and because of this he likes to hide a lot. He likes playing games such as hide and seek or tag. He sees himself as a shoulder length, dirty blonde haired little six year old.
Sim is aware of the other personalities but he is terrified of Malthus and Jayson, he especially likes Nancy and Richard. Besides that he doesn't have much of an opinion.
NANCY
This personality represents the nurturing and protection of himself. Nancy is morphed from Shawn’s mother, who shared the same name. She is very religious and comes off as preachy. Nancy is well aware of the other personalities and she is very loving towards all of them besides Malthus.
She is a heterosexual female, the only female personality within Shawn. She despises profanity and she likes to read the bible often and can be found praying over all kinds of things. She usually is eased into from another personality, and most often it is after Sim, however she may come out at other times. She is very soft spoken and she sees herself as a long blonde haired woman with brown eyes.
Shawn - She loves Shawn deeply and tries to help him keep his apartment clean and the bills paid.
Jayson - She cares for Jayson and wishes he would be more careful.
Richard - She really enjoys Richard and believes he is a good man.
Jensen - She cares for Jensen and prays for him all the time.
Sim - She is very nurturing to Sim and she loves him dearly.
Malthus - She despises him.
MALTHUS
This personality represents the darkness that corrupted Shawn’s soul while he was possessed. It acts as if it was the demon literally. This personality is triggered through intense pain or whenever it is able to fight it’s way through the other’s to take over. Malthus is aware of all of the other personalities and dislikes Nancy the most, however he doesn’t like any of them, especially Shawn himself. Malthus could possibly represent Shawn’s self destruction. This personality is very destructive, cunning, and is definitely very demonic like as if Shawn was still possessed.
Traits
✧ Athletic
✧ Polite
✧ Inoffensive
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Self-Conscious
✦ Dissociative Identity Disorder
✦ Repressed
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Parents: Peter Miller (Father) and Nancy Miller (Mother/Deceased)
Siblings: Jensen Miller (Brother/Deceased) and Mary Miller (Sister)
Other Family: Richard Michaelson (Grandfather/Deceased)
Important Others: N/A
History:
Ever since he was a child Shawn was called a very special boy, by his mother especially. Shawn never thought about it but the reason she said this was because she could tell there was something different about Shawn since he was little. He never met his father, told that he was in Japan and he would return someday but now that Shawn has grown older he doesn't believe in this fairy tale. Shawn's father, Peter, has actually lived in a mental hospital for a very long time due to his schizophrenia. Shawn was only seven years old when he was possessed by a demon one day in the bathroom of his school. The demon resided in his body as he went on with the day until going home on the bus and then murdering his mother and older brother in cold blood.
After the demon killed both of them it searched for his sister, Mary who happened to have been staying the night at a different girl's house. The demon started to kill others and went on doing so for a couple months before being exorcised by a hunter. Shawn was sent back to his town and he would tell them that he had no memory of what happened and in the end his grandfather ended up taking him and having him live with him from there on out with his older sister. Mary despised Shawn and blamed him for their mother and brother's deaths. When asked about what happened to him he would become a completely different person... Scared, and crying... A different personality who went by the name of Sim. This was the first time a different personality presented themselves.
Richard was always there, but never made himself known until he had to take over after the passing of Shawn's grandfather. He passed of cancer and Richard had control of Shawn for most of a couple years where he learned to read and did other school work for Shawn. As time went on he would show more personalities and when they went to live with their Aunt Shila his sister caught on. She began to call him crazy and talk down to him all the time, disliking her brother and honestly believing he was nuts.
Luckily Shawn managed to grow up, graduate and end up becoming a physical trainer. He got himself an apartment where he keeps to himself unless working or doing errands. Little does he know, he has a number of other personalities taking control at different times.

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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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