Dean Winchester - Hunter - Supernatural

A jest's prosperity lies in the ear
of him that hears it, never in the
tongue of him that makes it.


DEAN MICHAEL WINCHESTER

When you shall these unlucky deeds relate
speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate,

The mastermind behind this character is Eva.
I have been pulling the strings for 20 years and taking
part in shows for 9 years.

Other characters??: None at the moment

Codeword: ADMIN APPROVED!

Contact details: PM or MSN(ask for the latter)

A walking shadow, a poor player,
that struts & frets his hour upon the stage

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Gender:

Sexual Orientation:

Occupation:

All that glisters is not gold,
Often have you heard that told.

Celeb Play-by:

Snapshot:

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Likes:

• Sammy
  
• The Impala
  
• Knowing that hunting has saved people's lives
  
• Sex
  
• Alcohol
  
• Castiel (as a friend, lol)
  
• Ben and Lisa (they'll always own a place in his heart)
  
• Diner Food
  
• Women in general
  
• Hunting

Dislikes:

• Being on the road 24/7
  
• Having lost everyone he cares about besides Sam
  
• Lucifer (obviously)
  
• The idea of never having a family
  
• How righteous Sam can be sometimes
  
• The idea of Sam getting hurt
  
• Hell
  
• Purgatory
  
• Cas when he's being stuck up
  
• Feeling as though he has no control

Special Skills and Habits:

• Picking up Women
  
• Knows how to hold his liquor
  
• Shoots with extreme accuracy
  
• Fighting
  
• Knows how to use his charm to an advantage
  
• Torturing people (he refuses to but he does know how)
  
• Putting on an 'I don't care' front
  
• Getting what he wants
  
• Acting (in the form of their impersonations)
  
• Armed and hand-to-hand combat

Strengths:

• Able to turn off his emotions
  
• Turns his hatred into motivation
  
• Doesn't give up no matter what
  
• His devilishly good looks (lol)
  
• Knowledge of the supernatural
  
• Can survive in the wild
  
• Able to lighten the mood with his jokes
  
• Thinks well under pressure
  
• Improvisation
  
• Great sense of creativity

Weaknesses:

• Sammy
  
• Damsels-in-distress
  
• The knowledge of his past failures
  
• He's arrogant
  
• Believes he can do it all by himself
  
• Doesn't trust anyone but Sam, and not even him all the time
  
• Extreme heat can cause him to have flashbacks from his time in hell
  
• Turns to alcohol when depressed
  
• Women in general (same reason as above, mainly)
  
• Anyone he truly cares about (he puts their safety before his own)

Aims in life:

• To rid the world of all demons and other supernatural beings
  
• To one day have a family he can call his own
  
• To leave behind a name people will remember
  
• Keeping Sammy safe from harm no matter the cost
  
• To be remembered for the good he's done and not the bad when he's gone

Phobias:

• Being completely alone
  
• That he won't be able to protect Sammy forever
  
• Commitment
  
• Flying
  
• That he'll never be able to have a real family
  
• That he's the reason everyone around him dies

Overall Personality:

[/i] part of him that they'll ever see. He's a huge rocker music-wise which is evident by his casette collection for the Impala and what he forces Sam to listen to when they're on the road but he's genuinely a sweet guy who just enjoys raising a little hell every now again. Although, in his case he far prefers to use that term only in the metaphorical sense - never the literal. Been there, done that. It wasn't fun the first time and he'd rather it didn't ever happen again.

The second layer to the oldest Winchester's personality is where things start to get interesting. Though most would probably consider him slightly twisted because he actually enjoys hunting, Dean really couldn't care less. It was the lifestyle which he was practically born into (for all intensive purposes) and so is the only one he's really ever known. That being said, there are certain aspects which he isn't a fan of: the main one being the danger of the unknown. At least, the danger it puts others in. While he doesn't particularly care what happens to him, he's lost every single person he's ever cared about with the exception of Sam, Lisa, and Ben because monsters killed them. Not to mention the only reason the latter two are still alive is because he had Cas forget that they'd ever met Dean, which was one of the hardest decisions he's ever made as the result meant he would more than likely never have a family he could call his own.

This, in turn, brings us to the third and final layer of Dean. It's a dark place that he rarely allows anyone to see - not even Sammy.Though it might seem strange, hunting brings out a sense of peace inside Dean. Unlike the younger Winchester who is torn when it comes to killing the creatures who seem more human than monster, Dean sees them for what they really are: beings who don't deserve to live or walk this earth. It was only after first his time in hell - where he was the real monster - and now his stint in Purgatory that he's finally at least beginning to better understand that there are more to some of the creatures he so despises than he used to believe possible. His friendship with Benny is proof of this. Still, that Purgatory hardened him in ways most could never understand. There's a reason he doesn't pause in the slightest when it comes time to kill those they hunt (or "gank 'em", as he prefers). He's seen the heartless monsters at their finest, and there's no way in hell he's gonna let them escape from their cage ever again.[/ul][/blockquote]

Hometown and Current Residence:

• Hometown: Lawrence, Kansas
  
• Current Residence: Mystic Falls, Virginia

Parent/s:

• John Winchester: Father (Deceased)
  
• Mary Winchester: Mother (Deceased)

Sibling/s:

• Samuel 'Sam/Sammy' John Winchester: Brother (24)
  
• Adam Milligan: Half-Brother (17)

Love Interest:

• Jo (Past, deceased)
  
• Lisa (Past, doesn't remember him)
  
• None Currently

Children:

• Lydia: Amazonian Daughter (Deceased)

Others:

• Lisa Braeden: Ex-girlfriend (25)
  
• Benjamin Braeden: Lisa's Son (13)
  
• Bobby Singer: Father Figure/Close Friend (Deceased)
  
• Castiel: Excellent Friend/Ally (Angel)
  
• Sage Winchester: Distant Granddaughter

History:

[/b] So evidently it is okay to link to the Supernatural Wiki for their history, which I'm actually quite grateful for as I really didn't want to end up writing a 4000 word history for Dean. But yes, this is the link if you want to read. A fair warning though, it's by no means short. xD

NOW: It's been just over a year since Sam, Dean, and Castiel finally managed to succeed in killing Dick Roman, although one of the Winchester boys had a far better year than the other. That's all behind them, however, as Dean managed to escape from Purgatory with the help of a vampire he befriended while inside by the name of Benny. Unfortunately, their escape didn't quite go as intended and he was forced to leave Cas behind because he couldn't hang on.

At least, that's what he thought had occurred until a few weeks ago when news reached them via other hunters that Castiel was back from his stint of having gone off the radar and had been spotted in what seems to be a completely random small town by the name of Mystic Falls. The only thing that Sam was able to dig up on the town were killings that looked as though it could be the work of vampires. Even then though, it all seems too....neat. There's too much quiet and not enough chaos for a vampire swarm.

Luckily, Sam and Dean both know that oddities usually mean there's far more going on than meets the eye which is why the Impala has been taken out of retirement once again as they're back on the road. Both have their own questions that they want answered but nothing adds up for Dean anymore. If Cas was out, then why didn't he come and pay Sam and him a visit? He should have known that a day hadn't gone by that Dean wasn't worrying about whether or not his best friend was dead or alive down in Purgatory. The real question though, is far more interesting. What the hell is so important in a town that they've never even heard of before that it requires the attention of an angel who also happens to be one of the only friends the Winchester boys have left.[/ul]

RP Sample:

[/i][/color] he thought to himself, wondering what Sam would think of his comparison. There really is no escaping the life once you're in it. The harder you try to pull away and stretch out the distance between yourself and hunting will just be more pain for you in the end when the tension's too tight and it snaps backwards; pulling you along with it. The simile was a harsh one but that didn't make it any less true. Though he sometimes hated it, he knew in his heart that they would always be dragged back into this life of blood and death - no matter how hard they tried to get out.

Oddly enough, however, it wasn't the death of his father that kept him from the sleep he so desperately craved at that moment. Normally, sleep deprivation(as well as crappy motel rooms, diner food, and countless hours spent on the road) came as part of the job description for them but the idea of forgetting everything that had happened in the last couple of days was sounding better and better with each passing moment. No matter how hard he tried though, he couldn't seem to shut his brain off long enough to succumb to the only darkness he'd learned to trust over the years. Of course, his father's final words that seemed to be running on repeat through his mind weren't helping any. "Save your brother Dean," his father had whispered in his ear during their last encounter before the death of the infamous John Winchester, "and if you can't save him, kill him. He's a greater threat to this world than even you could ever imagine." Chancing a glance over at his brother's form on the couch, Dean still didn't understand what his dad had meant. How could little Sammy, the brother he'd practically raised when they were younger, ever be a threat to anyone?

The question only seemed to be even more realistic when, only a few minutes after it had originally flitted into his head, he heard Sam puking his lungs up in the small bathroom that was reserved for whoever Bobby was housing happened to be housing at the time, which happened to be them at the moment. It didn't add up, at least not to him it didn't, and yet the urgency Dean had heard in his father's voice was one he knew all too well. That specific tone had always been reserved for the direst situations when they were kids and nothing less. If there had been a chance of a monster attacking or they were at risk in some other way of being harmed by whatever John had been hunting at the time, those were the only occasions in which his dad's voice had been wrought with the combination of fear and pain that he'd heard at the hospital. Dean knew with every ounce of his being that his father had meant what he'd said - he simply didn't understand why he'd said it. Dad always said that Sammy couldn't hurt a fly unless the damned thing was trying to kill him first, he thought to himself, so what could possibly have changed his mind? I know he had his crazy moments but this is a pretty big jump; even for him.

Rolling his eyes as his silent musings were interrupted by the sound of his brother's voice breaking the silence, Dean figured it would probably be best to pretend that he'd been asleep this whole time; if only to save Sam the embarrassment of knowing that he'd heard him throwing up a lung not that long ago. They may kill demons for a living but that didn't mean they were completely heartless dicks, at least not to one another anyways. It for because of this that he let out a low groan that could almost double for a combined stretch/yawn. He just hoped Sam would buy it as it was quite a bit harder to fool a guy you were with literally twenty-four hours of the day. "If I wasn't before I certainly am now," he grumbled in what he prayed sounded like a half-asleep whisper, feigning a note of annoyance in his voice when all he really felt at the moment was overwhelming confusion and a dull ache in his chest that always appeared after the death of someone he cared about. "After all, it's not like Bobby's floor is the most comfortable place at the best of times. Even with all the blankets, it's freaking impossible to get comfy. Anyways, what do you want? I doubt I'm gonna get any sleep tonight anyways so spit it out, would you?"[/ul][/blockquote]

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