Post by Castiel on May 15, 2010 12:15:40 GMT -6
Out of Character:
Name:Jack
Age:21
Rp Experience:2 yrs
Character Info:
Name:Castiel
Age:Immortal
Race:Angel
Birthday:When God Said let there be light?
Gender:Male
Eye Color:Brown?
Hair:Black
General Appearance:
Castiel is about 6 feet tall, weighing about 180lbs in his vessel. He wears a suit and trench coat over top. His demeanor is generally cold.
Personality:
While it is said that angels lack the ability to feel emotion, Castiel seems to have some sort of friendship and affection toward Dean. More often however, Cas is cold, lacking emotion or humor. Though Dean finds him funny.
History:
Castiel was once in charge of Dean and was personally responsible for him escaping Hell. Cas however grew to like Dean and eventually became a fallen angel for him. Now Cas is his guardian angel and greatest ally.
RP Sample:
Waking up after a few weeks of being suicidal and in withdrawl Jack finally wakes up in the hospital without screaming. Flashbacks flow through his mind, images of his psychiatrist and other mental health care professionals telling him the Vicodin is to blame, and a cacophony of sounds running through his head as Jack hears himself finally admit to the doctors "I need help" mixed with the sounds of his agonizing screams.
The nurse comes in to give Jack his detox meds but when he refuses them she immediately gets the doctor. Jack can't understand the big deal at first til he gets a good look at the room. It is almost destroyed and Jack is in a set of full body restraints on the bed. The doctor enters with some haste in his step to see his favorite patient.
"Hello Jack"
"I know this is a dumb question but.....I fucked up the room right?"
"Yes.....When you first started withdrawl. Everyone was under the impression you were only fuel by adrenaline till you began to transform." He chuckles. "You know you kept warning me about how dangerous you could be but me along with everyone else thought we could handle anything."
"I'm honestly surprised I didn't kill anybody."
"Well you dished out some very serious injuries but we are in a hospital so its all fine. Just when you leave, avoid security....they are most likely still pissed."
"Leave?" Jack said motioning toward the restraints.
"Well, you are calm, rational, and you haven't complained about pain or asked me for Vicodin. So you have completed the longest detox in the history of my career but your done. And once your done you can technically go. And I've seen you become a giant black rock I'm sure those restraints haven't actually held you back."
Jack cocked his head to the side and asked "I don't get it. How are you breathing if you saw me transfor--"
"Kayla."
"Come again? I didn't tell her that I was coming. she found out?"
"No Jack. Showing her picture and talking about her seemed to put you in a state of calm almost right away. But you've been gone for weeks. I'd call her." The doc finished his praise and took off one of the restraints on his hands. "Can you handle the rest?"
"Yea.....thanks doc."
"Sure thing.....need anything for pain?"
"What?"
"Ha ha just checking."
"Hilarious." Jack chuckled with the doc and did indeed rip the restraints off no problem. Once he stood up and stretched, Jack realized the pain wasn't gone but didn't demand painkillers. Hopefully....it would stay this way. Fuck....Kayla..... I'm going to wish I was in detox instead of whatever the penalty for not talking to your fiance for 3 weeks. But hoping it would be easy and at least quicker then the withdrawl, Jack picked up his cell phone on the table and dialed her number and hoped for the best. When he could hear her airy breath on the otherside of the phone, Jack said "Hey....."
After weeks of not hearing from Jack, Kayla had gone into a depressed state. She didn't know of his whereabouts or whether he was even alive or not. She couldn't bear think of life without him. Sitting alone in the Kent living room thinking about everything they went through didn't help her at all. She couldn't help but feel like a new widow even though they haven't tied the knot yet. Her family would try to comfort her, but it didn't work all that well. Her cell phone located on the coffee table just laying there with no calls, no texts, no nothing from anyone. Then it started to ring. Kayla at first looked at it like it had grown some antennas. She picked it up and answered it just in time, breathing a little in the phone before speaking, wanting to know who it was before she spoke. "J-Jack?" She asked having a feeling her ears were now deceiving her. "Is that really you?"
"Yea baby its me. Look I'm sorry and I can explain it all in person. Where are you?"
A couple of tears ran down her cheeks as she was confirmed it was Jack. "I'm at the farm." She said almost choking on her words. She was so happy to hear from him that she didn't care at the moment where he was.
"I'm on my way sweetness." Jack got up and gathered his things, signed the paperwork, avoided security, and left. Jack felt a cool rush being behind his Impala once more and sped from Met. Gen. like a bat out of hell. After driving for quite sometime, he reached Smallville. And thereafter Jack reached the Kent farm. He made his way up the front door, pausing for a moment before finally knocking.
Kayla smiled at the nickname. She could never be mad at him now, but she still had a long wait before Jack would arrive. She put her phone down on the coffee table. She was so excited now that she couldn't bear sitting on the couch for a minute after that. She got up and paced through the house, going all the way up the stairs and through all the rooms once before coming back down again. After what seemed like hours later, Kayla heard a car come into the farm. She ran to a mirror and straighten out her hair, making sure she looked all presentable for him. She waited impatiently next to the couch unable to keep herself calm. Kayla saw a figure at the door and then the knocking. She bit her lip before going over and opening the door to Jack. "Jack!" She practically screamed. Her arms wrapped around his waist, loving the heat of his body radiating around her.
"Kayla, it feel so good to hold you in my arms once more. I am so sorry to have left yoo alone for so long. You still wish to be my bride right?
Anything else?:
Maybe you should just stay away from engagement parties all together.
Name:Jack
Age:21
Rp Experience:2 yrs
Character Info:
Name:Castiel
Age:Immortal
Race:Angel
Birthday:When God Said let there be light?
Gender:Male
Eye Color:Brown?
Hair:Black
General Appearance:
Castiel is about 6 feet tall, weighing about 180lbs in his vessel. He wears a suit and trench coat over top. His demeanor is generally cold.
Personality:
While it is said that angels lack the ability to feel emotion, Castiel seems to have some sort of friendship and affection toward Dean. More often however, Cas is cold, lacking emotion or humor. Though Dean finds him funny.
History:
Castiel was once in charge of Dean and was personally responsible for him escaping Hell. Cas however grew to like Dean and eventually became a fallen angel for him. Now Cas is his guardian angel and greatest ally.
RP Sample:
Waking up after a few weeks of being suicidal and in withdrawl Jack finally wakes up in the hospital without screaming. Flashbacks flow through his mind, images of his psychiatrist and other mental health care professionals telling him the Vicodin is to blame, and a cacophony of sounds running through his head as Jack hears himself finally admit to the doctors "I need help" mixed with the sounds of his agonizing screams.
The nurse comes in to give Jack his detox meds but when he refuses them she immediately gets the doctor. Jack can't understand the big deal at first til he gets a good look at the room. It is almost destroyed and Jack is in a set of full body restraints on the bed. The doctor enters with some haste in his step to see his favorite patient.
"Hello Jack"
"I know this is a dumb question but.....I fucked up the room right?"
"Yes.....When you first started withdrawl. Everyone was under the impression you were only fuel by adrenaline till you began to transform." He chuckles. "You know you kept warning me about how dangerous you could be but me along with everyone else thought we could handle anything."
"I'm honestly surprised I didn't kill anybody."
"Well you dished out some very serious injuries but we are in a hospital so its all fine. Just when you leave, avoid security....they are most likely still pissed."
"Leave?" Jack said motioning toward the restraints.
"Well, you are calm, rational, and you haven't complained about pain or asked me for Vicodin. So you have completed the longest detox in the history of my career but your done. And once your done you can technically go. And I've seen you become a giant black rock I'm sure those restraints haven't actually held you back."
Jack cocked his head to the side and asked "I don't get it. How are you breathing if you saw me transfor--"
"Kayla."
"Come again? I didn't tell her that I was coming. she found out?"
"No Jack. Showing her picture and talking about her seemed to put you in a state of calm almost right away. But you've been gone for weeks. I'd call her." The doc finished his praise and took off one of the restraints on his hands. "Can you handle the rest?"
"Yea.....thanks doc."
"Sure thing.....need anything for pain?"
"What?"
"Ha ha just checking."
"Hilarious." Jack chuckled with the doc and did indeed rip the restraints off no problem. Once he stood up and stretched, Jack realized the pain wasn't gone but didn't demand painkillers. Hopefully....it would stay this way. Fuck....Kayla..... I'm going to wish I was in detox instead of whatever the penalty for not talking to your fiance for 3 weeks. But hoping it would be easy and at least quicker then the withdrawl, Jack picked up his cell phone on the table and dialed her number and hoped for the best. When he could hear her airy breath on the otherside of the phone, Jack said "Hey....."
After weeks of not hearing from Jack, Kayla had gone into a depressed state. She didn't know of his whereabouts or whether he was even alive or not. She couldn't bear think of life without him. Sitting alone in the Kent living room thinking about everything they went through didn't help her at all. She couldn't help but feel like a new widow even though they haven't tied the knot yet. Her family would try to comfort her, but it didn't work all that well. Her cell phone located on the coffee table just laying there with no calls, no texts, no nothing from anyone. Then it started to ring. Kayla at first looked at it like it had grown some antennas. She picked it up and answered it just in time, breathing a little in the phone before speaking, wanting to know who it was before she spoke. "J-Jack?" She asked having a feeling her ears were now deceiving her. "Is that really you?"
"Yea baby its me. Look I'm sorry and I can explain it all in person. Where are you?"
A couple of tears ran down her cheeks as she was confirmed it was Jack. "I'm at the farm." She said almost choking on her words. She was so happy to hear from him that she didn't care at the moment where he was.
"I'm on my way sweetness." Jack got up and gathered his things, signed the paperwork, avoided security, and left. Jack felt a cool rush being behind his Impala once more and sped from Met. Gen. like a bat out of hell. After driving for quite sometime, he reached Smallville. And thereafter Jack reached the Kent farm. He made his way up the front door, pausing for a moment before finally knocking.
Kayla smiled at the nickname. She could never be mad at him now, but she still had a long wait before Jack would arrive. She put her phone down on the coffee table. She was so excited now that she couldn't bear sitting on the couch for a minute after that. She got up and paced through the house, going all the way up the stairs and through all the rooms once before coming back down again. After what seemed like hours later, Kayla heard a car come into the farm. She ran to a mirror and straighten out her hair, making sure she looked all presentable for him. She waited impatiently next to the couch unable to keep herself calm. Kayla saw a figure at the door and then the knocking. She bit her lip before going over and opening the door to Jack. "Jack!" She practically screamed. Her arms wrapped around his waist, loving the heat of his body radiating around her.
"Kayla, it feel so good to hold you in my arms once more. I am so sorry to have left yoo alone for so long. You still wish to be my bride right?
Anything else?:
Maybe you should just stay away from engagement parties all together.
