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hufflepuff
supernatural
supernatural
The hum of the Impala calls to you; the Bunker's endless hallways beckon. You watched the last couple seasons, you know there was so much left unsaid, so help me say it. Let's complete the story. Together. Because the end is not the end, my friends.
the end is not the end:
a supernatural group rp
gm'ed by:
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introduction.
Hi! Thanks for checking this out; Iโm so excited to get going ;u; You might be wondering what inspired this roleplay, so here it is: I wanna rewrite the last couple seasons. I want to make them what they shouldโve been, and Iโm not even talking original storylines (although that is definitely a possibility)- Iโm talking taking the ideas in the show and expanding on them. Doing what the show couldnโt do due to televisionโs limitations on time, basically.
Please check out the character slots if you feel so inclined and, if youโre interested, make a character sheet. I know the canon characters are already established- just make their sheets aesthetic so I can get a feel for your writing level and grasp of their character. Itโs up to you whether your sheet is detailed or simple, but priority will be given to those who clearly put in considerable time and effort.
There are only TWO oc slots open. I am going to be very picky with which original characters I choose to include, so please give me the best representation of them possible! I honestly love OCs so donโt be scared of me dragging them- I swear I wonโt. And yes, Grace is my OC. If you get into the RP I'll introduce you to her officially. Also: this is most definitely not first come first serve ;u;
the setting.
The Bunker. The Impala. Small-town diners and crappy motels. Changing seasons and the same cozy flannels no matter how warm or cold it is; oversized jackets in the winter and old t-shirts in the summer. Short phone calls and texts to tell the people you love that you made it to your destination alive. Hugs that are never tight enough and are far too short. Worn out boots. Rain rolling down windows. Gray skies and fog that drowns you in feelings of self-reflection. Long drives and naps in the backseat under the emergency travel blanket Grace stores under the passenger seat, much to Deanโs bemused chagrin. Castiel quite literally popping into conversations out of nowhere. Finding Sam doing research for fun at all hours of the day. Hearing Jack and Grace laughing at Chuck-knows-what at unholy hours of the night. Family. Love. Acceptance.
dean open!
The older brother; a classic case of the oldest sibling raising the youngest times a thousand. The soldier. The righteous man. The one who feels that heโll never be good enough. The one that will walk through fire for his family. The one that will talk about everyone else's feelings and then refuse to talk about his own. The one who's unhealthily obsessed with his car.
sam open!
The younger brother. The brain; the law school dropout. Ever the optimist, ever disappointed. The one who keeps watching his significant others die over and over and over. The geek. The sympathetic one. Lucifer's true vessel. The only one Dean will listen to no matter what, regardless of the situation. The tall, gangly one with too many limbs for his own good.
castiel open!
The Angel of Sunday. An Angel of the Lord. The first of his brethren to fall. The Winchesterโs favorite pet. The self-proclaimed failure who never feels wanted. The one who saw Dean at his absolute worst and still saved him. The one who will always come back to his family at the end of the day. The one who swore he would protect Jack and Grace- that he would help them see through to the end whatever purpose they're meant for.
jack open!
Hell incarnate. Luciferโs son. Fire. Graceโs other half. The realism to Graceโs never-ceasing hope. He isnโt the monster everyone says he is; heโs whatever he wants to be- he knows that, but why canโt he believe it? The one who's been beaten down since the moment he was born. The one who needs a hug the most.
Heaven incarnate. Godโs daughter. Ice. Jackโs other half. The hope to Jackโs never-ceasing realism. The one whoโs scared of her own shadow; the one who will forever struggle with owning her independence. The selective mute. The innocent one with the doe eyes to match. She's got a past her nightmares won't let her escape; she's the bravest person you'll ever meet.
original open!
Who are you? A blood-thirsty demon? A monster trying their damndest to be decent? A so-called enemy doing everything in their power to warn the Winchesters of something before itโs too late? An opponent trying to stop the Winchesters in their tracks? A beacon of darkness trying to track down Jack and Grace, only to use them for your own nefarious schemes? The next Big Bad?
original open!
Or maybe youโre an angel- or a hunter with years of experience and the scars to prove it. Whatโs your story? What haunts you in the middle of the night? What constantly lingers in the back of your mind and will never stop pestering your psyche? What stirs the deepest depths of your soul? Do you wear your heart on your sleeve, or do you punch whoeverโs trying to make you open up square in the jaw? You tell me- I can't wait to hear your story.
rule one.
18+. Sorry, it is what it is ;-; Iโm 21, by the way. Please be literate! This is an advanced roleplay. Not every reply has to be multi-para, but if you do one liners or one paragraph consistently this roleplay is not for you. Have good grammar. No oneโs perfect, but if youโre not even gonna try donโt bother joining. In-character replies donโt have to be 24/7 by any means, but consistent fun ooc chatter is loved and appreciated c:
rule two.
Be okay with gore! And drama! And fighting! And horror! And triggering material in general! And Destiel- because yes thatโs a part of this FIGHT ME!! ITโS CANON!! THE PEOPLE WHO PLAY DEAN AND CAS GOTTA BE UP FOR IT!! And share the spotlight. Please.
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