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|Occupation=Hunter
|Occupation=Hunter
|Citizenship=American
|Citizenship=American
|Residence=Black 1967 Chevy Impala (or Anywhere)
|Residence=Black 1967 Chevrolet Impala (or Anywhere..)
|Education=GED
|Education=GED
|Groups=[[Scooby Gang]], [[Dark Universe-OOC]]
|Groups=[[Scooby Gang]], [[Angel Investigations]]
|Quote="Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole."<br>"Leave your name, number and nightmare at the beep."<br>"Demons, I get... but people are crazy."
|Quote="Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole."
|PAge=29
"Leave your name, number and nightmare at the beep."
|AAge=29
"Demons, I get... but people are crazy."
|PAge=35
|AAge=35
|DOB=24 January 1997
|DOB=24 January 1997
|Height=182.88 cm (6')
|Height=183 cm (6')
|Weight=74.84 kg (165 lbs.)
|Weight=75 kg (165 lb)
|Hair=Brown
|Hair=Brown
|Eyes=Green
|Eyes=Green
|Actor=Jensen Ackles
|Actor=Jensen Ackles
|Song="Back in the Saddle" by Aerosmith
|Song="Back in the Saddle" by Aerosmith
|Profile=Everything changed when Mom died. He was six at the time. His father dove head first into getting revenge on the monster that killed his wife, bringing his two sons along for the ride. Since before he was ten years old, Dean Winchester has been trained to hunt and kill supernatural threats to humanity. One at a time. Coast to coast. Living life on the outskirts of society, he uses a formal and informal network of supernatural hunters, theorists, lorekeepers and survivors to continue his family business.
"Trampled Under Foot" by Led Zepperlin
 
"Carry on Wayward Son" by Kansas
|Profile=Everything changed when Mom died. He was six at the time. His father dove head first into getting revenge on the monster that killed his wife, bringing his two sons along for the ride. Since before he was ten years old, Dean Winchester has been trained to hunt and kill supernatural threats to humanity. One at a time. Coast to coast. Living life on the outskirts of society, he uses a formal and informal network of supernatural hunters, theorists, lorekeepers and survivors to continue his family business. <br>
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Saving people and hunting things.
Saving people and hunting things.
|Description=You know what keeps you in shape? Constantly hunting supernatural abominations and trying to knife fight them into submission. Dean Winchester is what you would call in pretty good shape. Broad shoulders, strong arms and a sturdy frame. A natural tan, left arm a little darker than the right. The mark of the Driver. Those green eyes hold the classic depth of a rough past, the spark of an unrepentant jester. Strong jaw, classical good looks. A light brown Ivy League hair cut, goes well with the five o'clock shadow he's been rockinfg as of late. Fashion or procrastination is anyone's guess. A roguish smile, amazingly the man still has all his teeth and in fine order at that.
===Current Player Approved: Available for Application===
 
|Description=
His style is, well... telling of the man. T-shirts and Henley's, jeans are a constant. Well traveled and faded. Favoring leather jackets for durability and that extra layer of protection, the weight of a concealed firearm sometimes comforting burden under his left arm. Jewelry isn't a big concern for the man but he always seems to have at least that old brass steer skull on a leather cord around his neck. A simple silver band around his middle finger. Nothing special.
<span style="color:#4040bf">'''Description:'''</span>
|History=Dean Winchester was born fighting and screaming on January 24th, 1997 to John and Mary Winchester in Lawrence, Kansas. The first born son. Something he will rub in his little brothers face for decades to come. Great life, really. Warm and happy. Until the begining of November in 2001. That's when Dean's life -really- started. Mary Winchester was murdered in Sam Winchester's nursery by the demon Azazel, pinned to the ceiling and engulfed in flame. With his little brother in arm, Dean raced out of the burning building under the orders of his father. Get Sam to safety. That protective responsibility was burned into him early.  
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You know what keeps you in shape? Constantly hunting supernatural abominations and trying to knife fight them into submission. Dean Winchester is what you would call in pretty good shape. Broad shoulders, strong arms and a sturdy frame. A natural tan, left arm a little darker than the right. The mark of the Driver. Those green eyes hold the classic depth of a rough past, the spark of an unrepentant jester. Strong jaw, classical good looks. A light brown Ivy League hair cut, goes well with the five o'clock shadow he's been rockinfg as of late. Fashion or procrastination is anyone's guess. A roguish smile, amazingly the man still has all his teeth and in fine order at that. <br><br>His style is, well... telling of the man. T-shirts and Henley's, jeans are a constant. Well traveled and faded. Favoring leather jackets for durability and that extra layer of protection, the weight of a concealed firearm sometimes comforting burden under his left arm. Jewelry isn't a big concern for the man but he always seems to have at least that old brass steer skull on a leather cord around his neck. A simple silver band around his middle finger. Nothing special.
Tasked with basically raising his little brother while his father hunted, both revenge and a growing list of supernatural creatures, Dean grew self sufficient at a young age. He had to. Between the constant moves about the country and the extensive training recieved from his father, Dean Winchester experienced a childhood far, far from the norm. At the age of sixteen, he was arrested for theft. Given a taste of a different life, he chose to return to the family.
|History=
 
<span style="color:#009999">'''History:'''</span>
When Sam left to experience life away from the supernatural, Dean continued to hunt with his father across the country. Coast to coast. Honing his skills to a razors edge. A decade of the Family Business. Let that sink in. A decade of motel rooms, stitching himself up, chasing deranged monsters through the dark and somehow surviving. Thriving even. Building a network of like minded hunters and gaining the attention(and eventually support) of the Watchers Council, Dean became a known quantity in the fight against the strange and unnatural.  
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Dean Winchester was born fighting and screaming on January 24th, 1997 to John and Mary Winchester in Lawrence, Kansas. The first born son. Something he will rub in his little brothers face for decades to come. Great life, really. Warm and happy. Until the begining of November in 2001. That's when Dean's life -really- started. Mary Winchester was murdered in Sam Winchester's nursery by the demon Azazel, pinned to the ceiling and engulfed in flame. With his little brother in arm, Dean raced out of the burning building under the orders of his father. Get Sam to safety. That protective responsibility was burned into him early. <br><br>Tasked with basically raising his little brother while his father hunted, both revenge and a growing list of supernatural creatures, Dean grew self sufficient at a young age. He had to. Between the constant moves about the country and the extensive training recieved from his father, Dean Winchester experienced a childhood far, far from the norm. At the age of sixteen, he was arrested for theft. Given a taste of a different life, he chose to return to the family.<br><br>When Sam left to experience life away from the supernatural, Dean continued to hunt with his father across the country. Coast to coast. Honing his skills to a razors edge. A decade of the Family Business. Let that sink in. A decade of motel rooms, stitching himself up, chasing deranged monsters through the dark and somehow surviving. Thriving even. Building a network of like minded hunters and gaining the attention(and eventually support) of the Watchers Council, Dean became a known quantity in the fight against the strange and unnatural. <br><br>All good things, bloody and nightmarish as they were, must come to an end. John Winchester gave Dean a direction. A lead. The keys to the Impala. Then disappeared. Said he went on a hunt but didn't take the journal. The. Journal. So he did the first thing that came to mind. <br><br>He went and got Sam. Dragging his brother away from a full ride at Stanford, Dean was... admittedly happy. It was like old times. Him and Sam. Back in the swing of the Family Business. Then Azazel did what Azazel does. Namely murder and arson. Killing Sam's girlfriend in the same manner as Mary Winchester. The hunt for Yellow Eyes began. Which put the boys in the path of their previously missing father. Nevermind that Dean was pretty sure Sam was becoming a mutant or something. Oh, but they hoped it was that. It wasn't. When it all came down to it, the truth and road ahead was beyond rough.<br><br>In the confrontation with the yellow eyed demon Azazel, Dean watched his little brother die. Watched him die and couldn't stop it. Couldn't live up to the oath he made to always protect Sam. So he did what anyone would do. He tried to make a Deal. Timing, however, is everything. The angel Castiel, restoring Sam's life, also saved Deans. Turning their attention back on Azazel, they forced the demon's hand to free John Winchester from Hell. Then immediately turned their guns back on the yellow eyed demon.<br><br>A couple-few hundred demons escaping Hell in the ensuing chaos left quite the mess to clean up. Their father vanishing again with Bobby Singer, the brothers and their angelic cohort turned their attention now to cleaning up this catastrophic mess. Try and find their father again and maybe save the world along the way.
All good things, bloody and nightmarish as they were, must come to an end. John Winchester gave Dean a direction. A lead. The keys to the Impala. Then disappeared. Said he went on a hunt but didn't take the journal. The. Journal. So he did the first thing that came to mind.  
|Personality=
 
<span style="color:#1f75FE">'''Personality:'''</span>
He went and got Sam. Dragging his brother away from a full ride at Stanford, Dean was... admittedly happy. It was like old times. Him and Sam. Back in the swing of the Family Business. Then Azazel did what Azazel does. Namely murder and arson. Killing Sam's girlfriend in the same manner as Mary Winchester. The hunt for Yellow Eyes began. Which put the boys in the path of their previously missing father. Nevermind that Dean was pretty sure Sam was becoming a mutant or something. Oh, but they hoped it was that. It wasn't. When it all came down to it, the truth and road ahead was beyond rough.
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Dedicated. Clearly not the first thing that comes to mind when describing a man who changes aliases like some people change socks. Yet true. Dean Winchester is devoted to that which is close to him in a way that borders on obsession. Unquestioningly following the orders of his father, putting his life on the line for total strangers, literally offering himself as a sacrifice in the stead of others. That unwaivering devotion to his little brother Sam. When Dean decides something is worth fighting for, it's worth dying for.<br><br>Uncomplicated. The man likes what he likes and dislikes what he dislikes. He tends toward a very black and white mentallity on things. He's either for it completely or against it absolutely. Not to say he can't be swayed from one side to the other, he just takes a steady stance when given the choice. He prefers classic rock, has a casual style of jeans and leather jackets, doesn't like ketchup on hotdogs and is a sucker for a woman that can swing a solid punch. He's not simple, but he is a little predictable at times.<br><br>Aggressive. When on the hunt, Dean tends to have a more enthusiastic approach than most would. Ruthless when closing in for the kill, it's pretty evident that he passionately despises what he hunts. A real 'shoot first, ask questions later' approach when he gets the target in his sights. In spite of that, he is capable of seeing the line when nearing it and being able to avoid crossing. Mostly. This forward nature isn't exclusive to the hunt. Quick to offer assistance, wasting no time in flirting, naturally competitive, Dean is just a forward momentum kind of guy. It works for him.<br><br>Of course, this does not mean that is the whole of Dean Winchester. He's smarter than he lets on, genuinely open hearted toward those in a bad situation and a consumate jester. Generous and irresponsible all while coveting the last beer and sticking his neck out for a stranger. An unexpectedly skeptical man considering his constant encounters with the unexplainable. All said and done, Dean is what he thinks he needs to be.
In the confrontation with the yellow eyed demon Azazel, Dean watched his little brother die. Watched him die and couldn't stop it. Couldn't live up to the oath he made to always protect Sam. So he did what anyone would do. He tried to make a Deal. Timing, however, is everything. The angel Castiel, restoring Sam's life, also saved Deans. Turning their attention back on Azazel, they forced the demon's hand to free John Winchester from Hell. Then immediately turned their guns back on the yellow eyed demon.
|Abilities=
 
<span style="color:#8a14ff">'''Angelic Vessel:'''</span>
A couple-few hundred demons escaping Hell in the ensuing chaos left quite the mess to clean up. Their father vanishing again with Bobby Singer, the brothers and their angelic cohort turned their attention now to cleaning up this catastrophic mess. Try and find their father again and maybe save the world along the way.
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|Personality=Dedicated. Clearly not the first thing that comes to mind when describing a man who changes aliases like some people change socks. Yet true. Dean Winchester is devoted to that which is close to him in a way that borders on obsession. Unquestioningly following the orders of his father, putting his life on the line for total strangers, literally offering himself as a sacrifice in the stead of others. That unwaivering devotion to his little brother Sam. When Dean decides something is worth fighting for, it's worth dying for.
Angelic Vessel - While not necessarily a power in the traditional sense, Dean Winchester is destined to become the vessel of an insanely powerful celestial entity. Whatever you want to call it. Namely the Archangel Michael. What this means is that at some point, Dean Winchester gets to look forward to being the skin suit of a near omnipotent angel. He's not particularly fond of this.
 
|Skills=
Uncomplicated. The man likes what he likes and dislikes what he dislikes. He tends toward a very black and white mentallity on things. He's either for it completely or against it absolutely. Not to say he can't be swayed from one side to the other, he just takes a steady stance when given the choice. He prefers classic rock, has a casual style of jeans and leather jackets, doesn't like ketchup on hotdogs and is a sucker for a woman that can swing a solid punch. He's not simple, but he is a little predictable at times.
<span style="color:#00CED1">'''Consumate Con Man:'''</span>
 
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Aggressive. When on the hunt, Dean tends to have a more enthusiastic approach than most would. Ruthless when closing in for the kill, it's pretty evident that he passionately despises what he hunts. A real 'shoot first, ask questions later' approach when he gets the target in his sights. In spite of that, he is capable of seeing the line when nearing it and being able to avoid crossing. Mostly. This forward nature isn't exclusive to the hunt. Quick to offer assistance, wasting no time in flirting, naturally competitive, Dean is just a forward momentum kind of guy. It works for him.
Dean Winchester is living life off the grid and against the grain of society. Constantly playing a shell game with various fake identities, he lives life by cash and stolen card. He's good at it. Picking locks is a snap, breaking and entering is a habit, alibis flow like water. The fact that he's charming, good looking and generally holding a fake badge helps too.<br><br>
 
<span style="color:#00CED1">'''Family Business:'''</span>
Of course, this does not mean that is the whole of Dean Winchester. He's smarter than he lets on, genuinely open hearted toward those in a bad situation and a consumate jester. Generous and irresponsible all while coveting the last beer and sticking his neck out for a stranger. An unexpectedly skeptical man considering his constant encounters with the unexplainable. All said and done, Dean is what he thinks he needs to be.
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|Abilities=<span style="color:#00CED1">'''ANGELIC VESSEL'''</span><br>While not necessarily a power in the traditional sense, Dean Winchester is destined to become the vessel of an insanely powerful celestial entity. Whatever you want to call it. Namely the Archangel Michael. What this means is that at some point, Dean Winchester gets to look forward to being the skin suit of a near omnipotent angel. He's not particularly fond of this.
Dean is an accomplished hunter and killer of supernatural and mythical creatures. You read that right. He's a professional slayer of Things(tm). Following rumors, local legends and rattled witness testimony all lead to the culmination of this profession. Killing the monster. When it comes to the Hunt, Dean Winchester has it down. Known weaknesses, specialized gear and straight up dedication means the job gets done.<br><br>
|Skills=<span style="color:#00CED1">'''Consumate COn Man'''</span><br>Dean Winchester is living life off the grid and against the grain of society. Constantly playing a shell game with various fake identities, he lives life by cash and stolen card. He's good at it. Picking locks is a snap, breaking and entering is a habit, alibis flow like water. The fact that he's charming, good looking and generally holding a fake badge helps too.<br><br><span style="color:#00CED1">'''Family Business'''</span><br>Dean is an accomplished hunter and killer of supernatural and mythical creatures. You read that right. He's a professional slayer of Things(tm). Following rumors, local legends and rattled witness testimony all lead to the culmination of this profession. Killing the monster. When it comes to the Hunt, Dean Winchester has it down. Known weaknesses, specialized gear and straight up dedication means the job gets done.<br><br><span style="color:#00CED1">'''The Wheelman'''</span><br>Maybe it's a control issue but Dean insists on driving. Luckily, he's very good at it. A knack for getting the feel on muscle cars and trucks, he's been known to lose a tail or two. He's also been known to use a Cadillac as a weapon, so there's that.<br><br><span style="color:#00CED1">'''Two-Fisted Hunter'''</span><br>Dean Winchester is what many in the Hunting business would call a natural. When the clues line up, when the target is in his sights, few can compare to the enthusiasm and skill that Deano brings to the game. Whether it means putting silver slugs in a fleeing shapeshifter, a knife fight with a vampire or trading punches(and the occasional headbutt) with a pack of ghouls, Dean seems to have it under control. While not a master assassin or martial arts luminary, there are more than a few dead monsters out there that made the fatal mistake of underestimating him. Decades of experience in dire situations has left Dean with a firearms skill rivaling career soldiers. His expertise with a blade is impressive, especially the two Bowie knives he often favors. Taking pointers from his father, he's blended hints of martial arts with a no-nonsense, bar brawling style that has kept him alive pretty well so far. Factor in his experience with the more esoteric and bizarre tools and tactics of his chosen trade and Dean Winchester is a definite challenge for almost any combatant.
<span style="color:#00CED1">'''The Wheelman:'''</span>
|Resources=<span style="color:#00CED1">'''Baby, The Impala'''</span><br>Don't you dare touch the radio. Dean lives and works out of this immaculately maintained 1967 Chevrolet Impala. Pretty much everything the man owns is in this car and it's shockingly spartan in that regard. Until you pop the trunk. Originally his fathers, Dean has kept this ride in outstanding shape. Which is impressive considering how many times it's been wrecked, shot, jumped and rammed. Still purrs like a kitten.<br><br><span style="color:#00CED1">'''Dad's Journal'''</span><br>John Winchester liked to keep notes. Thankfully. In his possession, usually in the trunk of the car, Dean has a near encyclopedia of Hunter's knowledge. Facts and rumors, maps and diagrams. The Journal is filled to the brim with everything from tips on tracking, trapping and killing vampires, werewolves, ghosts, demons and more to guides through some low magic in the form of wards and exorcism pointers. It's not exactly completed but it is a bizarre read for sure.<br><br><span style="color:#00CED1">'''Hunter's Network'''</span><br>Years of contacts. Decades now. The Winchesters are a known factor in the Hunter lifestyle and have built quite the web of informants, friends and allies. Other hunters, survivors, conspiracy theorists, low-lives and drifters. It's a wide net but one that Dean can call on for direction, aid and interference. This is not without a price as favors demand favors. While sometimes at odds with the Watcher's Council, they are a more formal source of support. Which Dean is sometimes loathe to accept even if the rewards are generally far better than his usual fare.<br><br><span style="color:#00CED1">'''The Colt'''</span><br>Halley's Comet. The Alamo. Samuel Colt. All these things came together in 1835 to make the legendary .36 Colt revolver. A supernatural six shooter capable of killing anything. Originally made with thirteen shots, twelve were used. On who or what is up for endless debate among occult theorists. That one bullet somehow became six. Then... none. Intimidating as the weapon may be, especially to those in the know, without the bullets? Just a gun. Rumor has it that somebody out there knows how to make more.<br><br><span style="color:#00CED1">'''Trunk Stockpile'''</span><br>Lift the false bottom of the trunk in Baby and you'll find a plethora of weapons both legal, illegal, homemade and... unexplainable. Nothing of military grade(except for that hand grenade), the collection is still quite impressive. Handguns, shotguns. A rifle. Knives, bats and stakes. Throwing stars(right?!), hand axes, machetes. Then it gets weird. Ritual daggers, a dream catcher, holy water and flare guns. Jars of salt, grave dirt and... is that... is that a jar of blood? Silver bullets, wrought iron rounds. A lock box of credit cards, fake IDs and falsified badges. If someone with a real badge gets in that trunk, Dean is going to have a very, very bad day.
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|Weaknesses=<span style="color:#00CED1">'''Aviophobia'''</span><br>Nope. Full on nope. In Houston and need to be in Bludhaven? Not taking a red eye, that's for sure. Dean and flight do not mix. It's not so much the height being an issue. Again, maybe it's a control issue. He's not behind the wheel and that uncertainty does not work for him one bit. In the end, no matter what the hang up may be, Dean Winchester would rather walk across two states than fly over one.<br><br><span style="color:#00CED1">'''Family Matters'''</span><br>A classic. Go after his brother, his father, anybody he allows to get that close and Dean is off the rails. Good judgement goes out the window, patience is an after thought and self-control is laughable. In a situation this dire, Dean will make the ultimate sacrifice without question. That does not make for a long, full life. Not in the hunting life.<br><br><span style="color:#00CED1">'''Instigator'''</span><br>Comedy as a defense mechanism can sometimes backfire. Especially when you just can't help but push a few buttons. Dean has a penchant for trash talk and pushing some boundaries, normally in an attempt to throw off an oponent and gain the advantage. Sometimes just because. This makes earning enemies entirely too easy for the man. When tied to a radiator, sometimes you just have to make fun of a vengeful skinwalkers mother.<br><br><span style="color:#00CED1">'''Way Off Grid'''</span><br>He doesn't have a work history. The last permanent address he held was before puberty. The man rarely uses his real name. Dean Winchester is a ghost and this is not always helpful. A real job? Never going to happen. Retirement? 401K? A shallow grave more likely. No social media presence can be seen as strange. The usual comforts of life just won't be available. He's got no idea what's trending right now.
Maybe it's a control issue but Dean insists on driving. Luckily, he's very good at it. A knack for getting the feel on muscle cars and trucks, he's been known to lose a tail or two. He's also been known to use a Cadillac as a weapon, so there's that.<br><br>
<span style="color:#00CED1">'''Two-Fisted Hunter:'''</span>
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Dean Winchester is what many in the Hunting business would call a natural. When the clues line up, when the target is in his sights, few can compare to the enthusiasm and skill that Deano brings to the game. Whether it means putting silver slugs in a fleeing shapeshifter, a knife fight with a vampire or trading punches(and the occasional headbutt) with a pack of ghouls, Dean seems to have it under control. While not a master assassin or martial arts luminary, there are more than a few dead monsters out there that made the fatal mistake of underestimating him. Decades of experience in dire situations has left Dean with a firearms skill rivaling career soldiers. His expertise with a blade is impressive, especially the two Bowie knives he often favors. Taking pointers from his father, he's blended hints of martial arts with a no-nonsense, bar brawling style that has kept him alive pretty well so far. Factor in his experience with the more esoteric and bizarre tools and tactics of his chosen trade and Dean Winchester is a definite challenge for almost any combatant.
|Resources=
<span style="color:#228B22">'''Baby, the Impala:'''</span>
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Don't you dare touch the radio. Dean lives and works out of this immaculately maintained 1967 Chevrolet Impala. Pretty much everything the man owns is in this car and it's shockingly spartan in that regard. Until you pop the trunk. Originally his fathers, Dean has kept this ride in outstanding shape. Which is impressive considering how many times it's been wrecked, shot, jumped and rammed. Still purrs like a kitten.<br><br>
<span style="color:#228B22">'''Dads's Journal:'''</span>
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John Winchester liked to keep notes. Thankfully. In his possession, usually in the trunk of the car, Dean has a near encyclopedia of Hunter's knowledge. Facts and rumors, maps and diagrams. The Journal is filled to the brim with everything from tips on tracking, trapping and killing vampires, werewolves, ghosts, demons and more to guides through some low magic in the form of wards and exorcism pointers. It's not exactly completed but it is a bizarre read for sure.<br><br>
<span style="color:#228B22">'''Hunter's Network:'''</span>
<br>
Years of contacts. Decades now. The Winchesters are a known factor in the Hunter lifestyle and have built quite the web of informants, friends and allies. Other hunters, survivors, conspiracy theorists, low-lives and drifters. It's a wide net but one that Dean can call on for direction, aid and interference. This is not without a price as favors demand favors. While sometimes at odds with the Watcher's Council, they are a more formal source of support. Which Dean is sometimes loathe to accept even if the rewards are generally far better than his usual fare.<br><br>
<span style="color:#228B22">'''The Colt:'''</span>
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Halley's Comet. The Alamo. Samuel Colt. All these things came together in 1835 to make the legendary .36 Colt revolver. A supernatural six shooter capable of killing anything. Originally made with thirteen shots, twelve were used. On who or what is up for endless debate among occult theorists. That one bullet somehow became six. Then... none. Intimidating as the weapon may be, especially to those in the know, without the bullets? Just a gun. Rumor has it that somebody out there knows how to make more.<br><br>
<span style="color:#228B22">'''Trunk Stockpile:'''</span>
<br>
Lift the false bottom of the trunk in Baby and you'll find a plethora of weapons both legal, illegal, homemade and... unexplainable. Nothing of military grade (except for that hand grenade), the collection is still quite impressive. Handguns, shotguns. A rifle. Knives, bats and stakes. Throwing stars (right?!), hand axes, machetes. Then it gets weird. Ritual daggers, a dream catcher, holy water, various holy objects from assorted religions, and flare guns. Jars of salt, grave dirt and... is that... is that a jar of blood? Silver bullets, wrought iron rounds. A lock box of credit cards, fake IDs and falsified badges. If someone with a real badge gets in that trunk, Dean is going to have a very, very bad day.
|Weaknesses=
<span style="color:#EE204D">'''Aviophobia:'''</span>
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Nope. Full on nope. In Houston and need to be in Bludhaven? Not taking a red eye, that's for sure. Dean and flight do not mix. It's not so much the height being an issue. Again, maybe it's a control issue. He's not behind the wheel and that uncertainty does not work for him one bit. In the end, no matter what the hang up may be, Dean Winchester would rather walk across two states than fly over one.<br><br>
<span style="color:#EE204D">'''Family Matters:'''</span>
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A classic. Go after his brother, his father, anybody he allows to get that close and Dean is off the rails. Good judgement goes out the window, patience is an after thought and self-control is laughable. In a situation this dire, Dean will make the ultimate sacrifice without question. That does not make for a long, full life. Not in the hunting life.<br><br>
<span style="color:#EE204D">'''Instigator:'''</span>
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Comedy as a defense mechanism can sometimes backfire. Especially when you just can't help but push a few buttons. Dean has a penchant for trash talk and pushing some boundaries, normally in an attempt to throw off an oponent and gain the advantage. Sometimes just because. This makes earning enemies entirely too easy for the man. When tied to a radiator, sometimes you just have to make fun of a vengeful skinwalkers mother.<br><br>
<span style="color:#EE204D">'''Way Off Grid:'''</span>
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He doesn't have a work history. The last permanent address he held was before puberty. The man rarely uses his real name. Dean Winchester is a ghost and this is not always helpful. A real job? Never going to happen. Retirement? 401K? A shallow grave more likely. No social media presence can be seen as strange. The usual comforts of life just won't be available. He's got no idea what's trending right now.
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Latest revision as of 20:16, 17 July 2024

Dean Winchester (Scenesys ID: 306)
DeanSeason6.jpg
Quote
"Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole."

"Leave your name, number and nightmare at the beep." "Demons, I get... but people are crazy."

Profile
Full Name: Dean Winchester
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Theme: Other (FC)
Occupation: Hunter
Citizenship: American
Residence: Black 1967 Chevrolet Impala (or Anywhere..)
Education: GED
Status: Dropped
Groups: Scooby Gang, Angel Investigations
Other Information
Apparent Age: 35 Actual Age: 35
Date of Birth 24 January 1997 Actor: Jensen Ackles
Height: 183 cm (6') Weight: 75 kg (165 lb)
Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Green
Theme Song: "Back in the Saddle" by Aerosmith

"Trampled Under Foot" by Led Zepperlin "Carry on Wayward Son" by Kansas

Profile

Everything changed when Mom died. He was six at the time. His father dove head first into getting revenge on the monster that killed his wife, bringing his two sons along for the ride. Since before he was ten years old, Dean Winchester has been trained to hunt and kill supernatural threats to humanity. One at a time. Coast to coast. Living life on the outskirts of society, he uses a formal and informal network of supernatural hunters, theorists, lorekeepers and survivors to continue his family business.

Saving people and hunting things.

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