#supernaturalchanel

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~ supernaturalchanel ~ <3 :)

My Opinion on;

Character in general: Chanel’s an odd mix of fierce and independent, and very vulnerable.How they play them: I really enjoy the way she does her best to reach out and accept kindness from people, even though she’s terrified of Crowley and what he might do to her.The Mun: sweet lil bean. needs more loves.

Do I:

RP with them: ayup!Want to RP with them: as much as they can be here to do so!

What is my;

Overall Opinion: 10/10 would bang cuddle and write with <3

[resurrectionmary]

Sides of the Coin (Greeter)

@supernaturalchanel

She’d known from just about the first time she’d met Crowley that he was a complete douchebag, and definitely not to be trusted. No matter how he tried to ingratiate himself with her, with Lilith, with any number of demons higher up on the chain than him.

Now that she was free of Hell, she wasn’t sure who she was more wary about, him or the numerous demons he sent to fetch Mary back to Hell and its tender care.

Which was why she was so quick on the shotgun when the scent of sulfur caught her nose. She pivoted, cocking the rock salt shot, finger on the trigger as she aimed into the darkness.

“Alright, who’s there?”

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*:・ﾟ✧ “Uh, do me a favor?” The knife would do nothing, she was sure of that, but that fact didn’t stop Ashtyn from having her blade out in her hand, staring at the woman she knew wasn’t human. Granted, she didn’t know what she was, but definitely not human. Something she’d never faced before, obviously. “Don’t - don’t kill me, okay? I still have work t’do.”

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[thievingsandslash]

                    “You sure you’re staying?”   -   Rivor & Chanel  @supernaturalchanel

Roaming the city alleys as he usually did, the spiky fied was on the lookout for anything of value he could steal. Wether for food, for cash or for powerful substances to pump his veigns... it could be anything he could get his theiving claws on.

There had been at least two years since the human Rivor knew as Mother had seemingly passed away... an event the rough, sand based creature had not taken well, and one that had never truly been lived down. He might have been completely fine with taking care of himself before the two had been united from the start, but the cute, loving and cuddly sandslash that once were had developed into a harsh Crook... more than could meet with the naked eye.

What once was mild amusement to nick someones food was now his full time way of keeping himself going. Anything that he could steal, no matter the value or importance it held to someone else would be done so without a moments thought.

What used to be a charming little punk trying his cards in respect and romance was now a thriving alpha male, mating for the sake of releasing urges. To keep himself on the top, never to bounce back.

    ... and what used to be quite an emotional creature had now deprived of         this for a long time now. A thick wall that in two years, no one has         been able to break... despite many attempts.

There was Chanel who had been able to break this barrier in the past....     now that she wasn’t around and the barrier was harder to break than ever    it seemed this would be the direction the remainder of his life would go.

       “...!!?”

But that couldn’t be said for long... a certian siluette that looked all too familiar caught his coal black eyes in a distance. The figure.. the brown hair.. the-..       No. No, it could not be. This was his messed up brain playing tricks with him.

    It had to be... this was impossible!     -.... right?

Well, whichever case, the sandslash had to sure. With spines raised high, he crawled out behind this... ‘stranger’, getting as close as he could without danger seeming any near.

       “Who are you...?“

Rivor growled out from behind the woman, awaiting in causion for a reply.

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✂ - for my muse to rescue yours from danger

One look at the scene was all Bobby needed. Three blasts with the silver-loaded revolver later, the skinwalker was down and he was closing the distance between himself and the young woman who’d been trapped by it.

“Maybe next time I tell you to take somethin’ with you, you’ll listen,” he said dryly, looking her over. “You okay? No bites?”

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Gemini ~

Gemini: Favourite song?

Big Yellow Taxi by Joni Mitchell. Something about the chorus kind of resonates with him.

Don’t it always seem to goThat you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone...