Post by Charlie Bradbury on May 27, 2014 14:51:58 GMT -5
-- IN CHARACTER --
Name:Charlie Bradbury
Age:29
Group: Civilian/Hunter?
Appearance: Charlie is a very pretty young woman. She is very small and thin, she looks like she's about 90 pounds in the eyes of Dean Winchester. She had red hair that has a very slight wave to it. She has bangs that reach to her eyebrows. Her eyes are a dark green color. She has a small amount of freckles under her eyes. Her eyebrows match the color of her hair. She has a rather pale complexion. She is about five foot five. She has a very nice smile that would swoon any girl or guy, though that to her dislike. She sometimes wears glasses, usually when she's trying to focus. Charlie also tends to always dress in fandom t-shirts, having that be Harry Potter or Star Wars, among other things. She also has a tattoo of Princess Leia in a slave girl bikini straddling a 20 sided dice.
Personality: Charlie very much dislikes authority which tends to get her into trouble. She is an avid hacker and an expert at computers. She is a lesbian who is a gamer as well as a fangirl. She use to work for Richard Roman, until hacking a hard drive for him she found out he was a leviathan. She is highly intelligent and pretty self assertive, she knows what she wants and she's very good at getting it. Being particular good at hacking she can find money rather easily without getting caught. She is very openly flirty with many girls that she comes across. Having worked with the Winchesters even though she told them never to contact her again, she still has an interest in the supernatural.
History: As a young child Charlie had become interested in fantasy from the book: The Hobbit. When she was 12 she was at a sleep over and called her parents to come and get her because she didn't want to stay. Her parents ended up getting hit by a drunk driver. Her father had been killed and her mother had been left on life support and isn't likely to wake up again. After this she had managed to hack into a gaming company and stolen a first person shooter. Because of this she was eventually arrested.
Having to go on the run for the first time. Her hacking skills helped her with this. She kept a low profile and was good at keeping different aliases. She would pay her mother's hospital bills through a various amount of aliases. Later she had received a job at IT in Richard Roman Enterprises. She was a hard worker and good at her job. Until she had to hack a hard drive for Dick Roman, and she found out some information she wasn't suppose to learn. Having found out about the Leviathin she teamed up with the Winchester's and tried to get rid of Dick, or so she thought. Ending up breaking her arm, she was forced to go into hiding. She had told the Winchester's never to contact her again, but the event had raised an interest in the supernatural.
Strengths:Hacker skills, Brainpower, fandom knowledge
Weaknesses: Women, Her mother, The Winchesters
Likes: Women, Harry Potter, LOTR, Books
Dislikes: Leviathan, Monsters, Stereotypes, having to Disappear-- OUT OF CHARACTER --
Name/Alias:Rainy or Bear
How you found us:Harry Potter affiliate
How long you have been rping for:9 years
Other characters here: Castiel, Jane Paladin
Anything else: I adore Charlie.
RP Sample: The alarm blared in his ears, a loud high pitch sound, that tore Alistair out of a dream. He had been riding his childhood horse, it had been nice. He punched the alarm after a groan. It had been his second night in this house. He had already been called about a job by the secretary he had hired. His house was still in disarray, but he had wanted to get started working right away. Alistair sat up in his bed, it was 8 am, the light was shining through the windows, at the moment it seemed to be a bright spring day. Stretching the man got out of bed. In the living room outside, he heard his pet bird let out a screech, "Morningggg!" He smiled as he walked out into the living room and greeted Tony Stark. Then Alistair headed to the bathroom for the shower. He liked this house a lot, and he'd better, because it was expensive. When he had first entered it had just felt.. right. He looked at himself in the mirror when he had entered the bathroom. He examined his slightly scruffy appearance. It was attractive. Well, he always looked attractive, but he thought it would look more professional if he was clean shaven. He turned on the hot water of the sink. He had to look around for some shaving cream, in a different cabinet, which he didn't know why he had put it there. He lathered his face in shaving cream and started to shave with a smooth razor. Splashing his face off when he was done, he examined himself to see if there were any cuts. He was perfect. He started up the shower then and got out of his boxers and washed. When he finished he dried off and went back to his room to examine some clothes. Pushing through the hangers he found a nice fitting black button down shirt and some dark gray pants. He then got dressed and pulled out his white coat. A long perfectly white doctors coat. He slid his watch on then applied his shoes.
Alistair decided to go over the notes about this patient his secretary had taken during breakfast. They were electronic and perfectly confidential. He headed to the kitchen and poured a bowl of Wheaties cereal, and prepared a pot of coffee to start brewing. Pouring his milk in the bowl he sat down and started to eat. It was a very small amount of notes, just basically where the man lived, his name, Hector and a small complaint that was unclear. Sloppy notes, he thought to himself. Well it was her first day on the job, he could be understanding. She was probably nervous. He realized that Hector didn't live that far from where he did. It was just down the road a few blocks, within walking distance. It seemed to be a nice day out, why not walk? He finished his cereal and rinsed the bowl. He prepared his coffee, black with a lot of sugar. He leaned against the counter as he drank it down in a few quick gulps. Sighing he put the cup in the sink then walked into the living room where he had already set up his work bag. It was filled with all the essentials a doctor would need. "See you later, Tony Stark," he said looking at the bird who was already sitting comfortably on top of the cage. The african gray tilted its head. "Gone?" Alistair nodded. "Goodbye." He walked out of the door and locked it behind him. It was a warm spring day, like he had suspected. Good. He accessed the GPS on his phone, that also worked for walking, and started to head toward his first patient's house. The breeze felt nice as he walked, and the air smelt of new blooming flowers. He came to the house, that had Hector's last name posted on the mailbox. This must be it. He walked up the door, smoothing his white coat. Then knocked.