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Your name/pseudonym: Rachelle
Are you 18 or older at the time of this application? Yes
What gender pronouns do you prefer?: Female ones
Your email: See the contact post!
Your chat handles: I'll share them on the contact post!
Do you currently have any other characters in this game? If so, please list them here: No, but I have played a few: Sherlock Holmes, Jason McConnell, The Eleventh Doctor.
Applying for: Castiel from Supernatural.
Character Information
Name: Castiel
Nickname/aliases: Cas
Canon: Supernatural
Canon Type?: Television show
Character's LJ: holyovercoat
Brief history of your character (100-200 word minimum): It’s almost impossible to give a ‘brief’ history for Castiel because he’s been around since the dawn of humanity. As an angel of the Lord, he’s spent time serving his Father as a member of his garrison, following orders and obeying God’s wishes, handed down to him through the angelic bureaucratic system. Despite having all that time to observe humanity, he doesn’t interact with them enough to pick up the nuances of their speech or keep up with their cultural references. In order to walk the Earth, he has to take the form of a vessel, a special human that has the ability to take on his true form without suffering damage. Castiel’s latest vessel is Jimmy Novak, a devout man who probably doesn’t deserve what Castiel’s put him through. He tries not to think about that, though, especially now that he’s had time to walk the earth; especially now that he’s met the Winchesters.
The most significant event of Castiel’s long existence was when he fought his way through Hell with the help of his brothers and sisters, and he pulled Dean out of perdition. Dean had been surrounded by torture and pain; he’d been covered in it, too, but none of it passed the surface of his soul. Castiel could see that clearly - could see the purity of the soul he pulled through hell and put back into its body. Everything that happens after that has been a direct result of that battle, of those moments of holding Dean’s soul against him and protecting it with his grace.
After that, Castiel’s doubts about Heaven’s plans and his love for humanity only grow, influenced by the Winchesters and their ideals, especially in contrast with Uriel, a member of his garrison who becomes his superior when the higher ups believe that Castiel has come to care too much for the Winchesters. They were right, of course.
He’s recovered, taken back to Heaven for ‘reconditioning’, and he turns his back on the Winchesters. He allows his rebellious sister to be captured, and he follows orders to set the apocalypse in motion; he rejects Dean, until he can’t reject him anymore. His sympathies soon return. It’s all too clear to him that the angels handing out the orders have it all wrong, and that what Dean and Sam want is actually better than the plans to set the apocalypse in motion. He gives his life for them, but God for some reason sees fit to give it back to him.
He’s sure now that God is somewhere on Earth, and that if he can only track him down, everything will be resolved. Cut off from Heaven for his rebellion, Castiel slowly falls from grace during his search for his Father. He’s there-sort of-when Dean and Sam lose two important members of their family. It’s his first real confrontation with his brother, Lucifer; it goes marginally better than the one he’ll have later. His powers fail him; he finds himself unable to vanquish a demon, but he resists helplessness and throws the demon on the ring of holy fire holding him captive, allowing him to leave and to save Dean and Sam from Lucifer’s plans.
Temporarily.
His powers continue to dwindle; he uses them as best he can to help the Winchesters, but he finds himself needing to rely more and more on his more human abilities. He even falls prey to the Horseman Famine, succumbing to his vessel’s love of hamburgers and essentially rendering himself useless. His Faith takes a hard blow when Dean and Sam go to Heaven and find out from Joshua that God did save them all, but he won’t intervene to stop the Apocalypse. The news is particularly hard on Castiel, and he indulges in his humanity, drinking until he feels something. He isn’t even faithful enough to defeat the Whore of Babylon, and his greatest act of bravery and prowess that he can produce is carving a banishing sigil into his own chest to use his blood to vanquish enemy angels.
This final act drains him almost completely. He wakes up in a hospital and is unable to transport himself anywhere; he has to take a bus to reunite with the brothers, and it nearly seems like his increasing humanity will again render him useless against the final Horseman, Pestilence. He rallies just enough strength to finish him off, and though he doesn’t show it, he relishes that burst of strength.
He remains conflicted, though, as the Winchesters’ plan to take on Lucifer-literally taking on Lucifer in a foolhardy attempt to control the devil-doesn’t work. He’s disappointed in himself, in his brothers and sisters, in his Father; Dean is snappish with him, but he refuses to give up hope, and Castiel follows him. He finds comfort in it, even while it leaves him stinging from Dean’s words; he remembers the way his soul shone in hell, and he can forget Dean’s snide remarks, for a little while at least.
They go to take on the devil, and Castiel risks his life for Dean again, without regret, without remorse, without a second thought. He interrupts Lucifer (wearing Sam) and Michael (wearing Sam and Dean’s half-brother Adam) by banishing Michael, and Lucifer makes him explode. Castiel’s last act was spent serving the Winchesters-Dean-and he wouldn’t change anything.
Brief synopsis of your character's personality (100 word minimum): Castiel’s people skills are a bit rusty; he doesn’t always understand human humor, particularly when it references pop culture. As he falls from grace, he does learn about human humor and behavior, but he remains a little awkward and unskilled in interaction. He doesn’t always know how to comfort someone or how to respond appropriately to their emotions, but he is, at least, very loyal. His main loyalties lie with God and with the Winchesters, and Dean in particular, though he does defend and care for Sam as well.
In the past, his loyalty served him well, and he obeyed his orders from his superiors without question. Once he meets the Winchesters, however, he doesn’t just learn about the nuances of humor; he learns about free will, about questioning what’s handed down to him. He learns to think for himself, which only makes him a more powerful weapon, intelligence-wise. He’s very smart and well-versed in a variety of things related to Heaven and the supernatural world; that being said, he’s very innocent to a lot of human things, including sex.
He becomes frustrated with humans, particularly when they don’t take the time to consider that he has a lot of things on his own plate, and when they underestimate or devalue him in his less-than-angelic state. He is willing to learn how to fit in with them because Castiel is, above all, practical and curious, and he does care about humans. He tries with conversation, and can pick up other human skills through observation and coaching.
The fact that he’s losing his angel mojo weighs on him, and combined with his disappointment in being unable to find God, some of his self-destructive tendencies start to surface. He drinks an entire liquor store after finding out that God won’t intervene. This (and his sharp comments) prefigures the 2014!Castiel, who’s strung out on drugs and all but given up hope. By the end of season 5, it’s possible to see how Castiel could arrive at that point.
Stats
Age: He’s millennia old. His vessel-which becomes his own body once he arrives, and presumably Jimmy is allowed to leave-is in its 30s.
Appearance: 6’0” with bright blue eyes and short brown hair. He’ll probably wear his overcoat and suit until he figures out that there are other clothes. Or someone points out that he should do laundry. Rest assured that when allowed to dress himself, he will look rumpled and possibly ridiciulous.
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Game Information
What is the point of your character's canon in which you are introducing your character?: After Lucifer blows him up in “Swan Song.”
Is your character alive or dead at the point of entry to the game?: Dead.
What skills does your character have?: He’s fluent in nearly all languages, including the ancient language of Enochian. Many of the skills he’s used to having-transportation/wings, healing people, vanquishing demons, etc.-have been stripped from him along with his grace. He can fight physically and as the capacity to pick up human weapons skills quickly, as he’s been a soldier most of his life.
Your character will find 10 personal items in their room that the island has placed there. You may only include things that your character would have canonically. Please list them here:
- Dean’s amulet
- The family picture from “Abandon All Hope”
- A picture of Jimmy Novak’s family
- An angel sword
- The Bible
- The first shotgun he ever fires
- His cell phone
- The FBI badge Dean gives him in “Free to Be You and Me”
- A bottle of holy oil suspiciously similar to the one he hurls at Michael
- Pestilence’s ring finger
Entrance post:
Castiel opens his eyes. That’s momentarily incredible; he didn’t think he would ever open his eyes again, didn’t think he had eyes to open anymore. He remembers distinctly being blown up; that isn’t something one forgets so easily, particularly when it’s the second time one of his brothers has seen fit to cause him to explode. Castiel had been restored the first time, but he hadn’t been expecting anything this time; hasn’t God abandoned them? Hasn’t he left his post to walk the Earth, hide himself, and refuse to intervene in this catastrophic situation? He knows for a fact that his brother did not intend this; he can’t imagine that Michael would have intervened, or any other angel. It must be God.
His astonishment only lasts but so long. There’s a distinct difference between this resurrection and the previous one.
Even he’d been essentially human, he could still feel his grace, burning small and quiet somewhere inside him. Even cut off from Heaven and forbidden entrance, he could still sense his connection, his otherness, even if he couldn’t act, couldn’t transport himself, couldn’t heal. He could reach out with his senses, into other peoples’ minds, glimpse the souls around him. It hadn’t been much, but it had still been his.
If there’s anything left of his grace inside of him, he doesn’t feel it at all. The warm pulse under his vessel’s skin is gone. His vessel doesn’t feel like a tight suit of clothes, and his back is light, colder somehow, without his wings, even though they were never corporeal on Earth in the first place. Even when he could hardly use them, he could feel them there, a comforting presence. Now there is nothing; just the heartbeat that before was perfunctory, part of the rhythm of his vessel. He holds his breath until his lungs constrict, until this body screams, and he finally sucks in a breath. The relief floods through his body, restores oxygen to his cells. They’re relieved.
Castiel is not.
He turns around, but there’s no sign of the cemetery, no sign of Dean or Sam or Lucifer, no Bobby, no Pit to Hell. He has no idea where he is, no money, and without Dean or Bobby (for he has no idea if Dean will survive this suicide mission, doubts that he will despite the part of him that surges with blasphemous faith in Dean while it dwindles in faith in his Father), he has limited contacts. He pulls out the cell phone, but it has no reception-he thinks. He calls Dean anyway, but nothing happens, and Castiel snaps the phone shut and jams it back into his pocket.
Is he angry? That was an angry reaction, but as he turns in a slow circle, taking in the beach and the quiet movement of the waves, he realizes he isn’t angry at all.
He’s scared, and he’s alone, somewhere out there Dean needs him, and he’s probably just been resurrected by his infuriatingly absent Father who evaded every one of Castiel’s attempts at contacting him. At the moment, Castiel is in no position to do anything that would help, nothing beyond what he’s already done, because he's useless as a human. He’s tried to rise above, tried to prove his worth, and he did, didn’t he? He rushed in, did something foolish and destined to fail, and he got himself killed and somehow resurrected in the process.
The Winchester way. It seems so much more dashing when they do it.
He squints into the horizon, knowing at least that an ocean means he isn’t in Kansas. That triggers something in his memory, something Dean said that Castiel didn’t understand (so, one of many things), but Dean had found it funny. You’re not in Kansas anymore, sweetheart. They hadn’t been at the time-they were in Missouri-so the statement was puzzling (Castiel can still read a map), but Dean had smiled and clapped him on the shoulder.
He closes his eyes tightly, and his hands curl into fists.
Father, I have no idea if you’re listening anymore. Maybe you put me here. Maybe you’ve written me off as blasphemous, unworthy. Maybe I’ve asked you too much. Allow me to ask one thing more. If Dean Winchester is to die today, take me instead. Whatever life you’ve given me here, I don’t need it, but Dean does.
He opens his eyes and looks up to Heaven, but the light is too bright; it burns his eyes, and he has to squint and look away.
Your name/pseudonym: Rachelle
Are you 18 or older at the time of this application? Yes
What gender pronouns do you prefer?: Female ones
Your email: See the contact post!
Your chat handles: I'll share them on the contact post!
Do you currently have any other characters in this game? If so, please list them here: No, but I have played a few: Sherlock Holmes, Jason McConnell, The Eleventh Doctor.
Applying for: Castiel from Supernatural.
Character Information
Name: Castiel
Nickname/aliases: Cas
Canon: Supernatural
Canon Type?: Television show
Character's LJ: holyovercoat
Brief history of your character (100-200 word minimum): It’s almost impossible to give a ‘brief’ history for Castiel because he’s been around since the dawn of humanity. As an angel of the Lord, he’s spent time serving his Father as a member of his garrison, following orders and obeying God’s wishes, handed down to him through the angelic bureaucratic system. Despite having all that time to observe humanity, he doesn’t interact with them enough to pick up the nuances of their speech or keep up with their cultural references. In order to walk the Earth, he has to take the form of a vessel, a special human that has the ability to take on his true form without suffering damage. Castiel’s latest vessel is Jimmy Novak, a devout man who probably doesn’t deserve what Castiel’s put him through. He tries not to think about that, though, especially now that he’s had time to walk the earth; especially now that he’s met the Winchesters.
The most significant event of Castiel’s long existence was when he fought his way through Hell with the help of his brothers and sisters, and he pulled Dean out of perdition. Dean had been surrounded by torture and pain; he’d been covered in it, too, but none of it passed the surface of his soul. Castiel could see that clearly - could see the purity of the soul he pulled through hell and put back into its body. Everything that happens after that has been a direct result of that battle, of those moments of holding Dean’s soul against him and protecting it with his grace.
After that, Castiel’s doubts about Heaven’s plans and his love for humanity only grow, influenced by the Winchesters and their ideals, especially in contrast with Uriel, a member of his garrison who becomes his superior when the higher ups believe that Castiel has come to care too much for the Winchesters. They were right, of course.
He’s recovered, taken back to Heaven for ‘reconditioning’, and he turns his back on the Winchesters. He allows his rebellious sister to be captured, and he follows orders to set the apocalypse in motion; he rejects Dean, until he can’t reject him anymore. His sympathies soon return. It’s all too clear to him that the angels handing out the orders have it all wrong, and that what Dean and Sam want is actually better than the plans to set the apocalypse in motion. He gives his life for them, but God for some reason sees fit to give it back to him.
He’s sure now that God is somewhere on Earth, and that if he can only track him down, everything will be resolved. Cut off from Heaven for his rebellion, Castiel slowly falls from grace during his search for his Father. He’s there-sort of-when Dean and Sam lose two important members of their family. It’s his first real confrontation with his brother, Lucifer; it goes marginally better than the one he’ll have later. His powers fail him; he finds himself unable to vanquish a demon, but he resists helplessness and throws the demon on the ring of holy fire holding him captive, allowing him to leave and to save Dean and Sam from Lucifer’s plans.
Temporarily.
His powers continue to dwindle; he uses them as best he can to help the Winchesters, but he finds himself needing to rely more and more on his more human abilities. He even falls prey to the Horseman Famine, succumbing to his vessel’s love of hamburgers and essentially rendering himself useless. His Faith takes a hard blow when Dean and Sam go to Heaven and find out from Joshua that God did save them all, but he won’t intervene to stop the Apocalypse. The news is particularly hard on Castiel, and he indulges in his humanity, drinking until he feels something. He isn’t even faithful enough to defeat the Whore of Babylon, and his greatest act of bravery and prowess that he can produce is carving a banishing sigil into his own chest to use his blood to vanquish enemy angels.
This final act drains him almost completely. He wakes up in a hospital and is unable to transport himself anywhere; he has to take a bus to reunite with the brothers, and it nearly seems like his increasing humanity will again render him useless against the final Horseman, Pestilence. He rallies just enough strength to finish him off, and though he doesn’t show it, he relishes that burst of strength.
He remains conflicted, though, as the Winchesters’ plan to take on Lucifer-literally taking on Lucifer in a foolhardy attempt to control the devil-doesn’t work. He’s disappointed in himself, in his brothers and sisters, in his Father; Dean is snappish with him, but he refuses to give up hope, and Castiel follows him. He finds comfort in it, even while it leaves him stinging from Dean’s words; he remembers the way his soul shone in hell, and he can forget Dean’s snide remarks, for a little while at least.
They go to take on the devil, and Castiel risks his life for Dean again, without regret, without remorse, without a second thought. He interrupts Lucifer (wearing Sam) and Michael (wearing Sam and Dean’s half-brother Adam) by banishing Michael, and Lucifer makes him explode. Castiel’s last act was spent serving the Winchesters-Dean-and he wouldn’t change anything.
Brief synopsis of your character's personality (100 word minimum): Castiel’s people skills are a bit rusty; he doesn’t always understand human humor, particularly when it references pop culture. As he falls from grace, he does learn about human humor and behavior, but he remains a little awkward and unskilled in interaction. He doesn’t always know how to comfort someone or how to respond appropriately to their emotions, but he is, at least, very loyal. His main loyalties lie with God and with the Winchesters, and Dean in particular, though he does defend and care for Sam as well.
In the past, his loyalty served him well, and he obeyed his orders from his superiors without question. Once he meets the Winchesters, however, he doesn’t just learn about the nuances of humor; he learns about free will, about questioning what’s handed down to him. He learns to think for himself, which only makes him a more powerful weapon, intelligence-wise. He’s very smart and well-versed in a variety of things related to Heaven and the supernatural world; that being said, he’s very innocent to a lot of human things, including sex.
He becomes frustrated with humans, particularly when they don’t take the time to consider that he has a lot of things on his own plate, and when they underestimate or devalue him in his less-than-angelic state. He is willing to learn how to fit in with them because Castiel is, above all, practical and curious, and he does care about humans. He tries with conversation, and can pick up other human skills through observation and coaching.
The fact that he’s losing his angel mojo weighs on him, and combined with his disappointment in being unable to find God, some of his self-destructive tendencies start to surface. He drinks an entire liquor store after finding out that God won’t intervene. This (and his sharp comments) prefigures the 2014!Castiel, who’s strung out on drugs and all but given up hope. By the end of season 5, it’s possible to see how Castiel could arrive at that point.
Stats
Age: He’s millennia old. His vessel-which becomes his own body once he arrives, and presumably Jimmy is allowed to leave-is in its 30s.
Appearance: 6’0” with bright blue eyes and short brown hair. He’ll probably wear his overcoat and suit until he figures out that there are other clothes. Or someone points out that he should do laundry. Rest assured that when allowed to dress himself, he will look rumpled and possibly ridiciulous.
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Game Information
What is the point of your character's canon in which you are introducing your character?: After Lucifer blows him up in “Swan Song.”
Is your character alive or dead at the point of entry to the game?: Dead.
What skills does your character have?: He’s fluent in nearly all languages, including the ancient language of Enochian. Many of the skills he’s used to having-transportation/wings, healing people, vanquishing demons, etc.-have been stripped from him along with his grace. He can fight physically and as the capacity to pick up human weapons skills quickly, as he’s been a soldier most of his life.
Your character will find 10 personal items in their room that the island has placed there. You may only include things that your character would have canonically. Please list them here:
- Dean’s amulet
- The family picture from “Abandon All Hope”
- A picture of Jimmy Novak’s family
- An angel sword
- The Bible
- The first shotgun he ever fires
- His cell phone
- The FBI badge Dean gives him in “Free to Be You and Me”
- A bottle of holy oil suspiciously similar to the one he hurls at Michael
- Pestilence’s ring finger
Entrance post:
Castiel opens his eyes. That’s momentarily incredible; he didn’t think he would ever open his eyes again, didn’t think he had eyes to open anymore. He remembers distinctly being blown up; that isn’t something one forgets so easily, particularly when it’s the second time one of his brothers has seen fit to cause him to explode. Castiel had been restored the first time, but he hadn’t been expecting anything this time; hasn’t God abandoned them? Hasn’t he left his post to walk the Earth, hide himself, and refuse to intervene in this catastrophic situation? He knows for a fact that his brother did not intend this; he can’t imagine that Michael would have intervened, or any other angel. It must be God.
His astonishment only lasts but so long. There’s a distinct difference between this resurrection and the previous one.
Even he’d been essentially human, he could still feel his grace, burning small and quiet somewhere inside him. Even cut off from Heaven and forbidden entrance, he could still sense his connection, his otherness, even if he couldn’t act, couldn’t transport himself, couldn’t heal. He could reach out with his senses, into other peoples’ minds, glimpse the souls around him. It hadn’t been much, but it had still been his.
If there’s anything left of his grace inside of him, he doesn’t feel it at all. The warm pulse under his vessel’s skin is gone. His vessel doesn’t feel like a tight suit of clothes, and his back is light, colder somehow, without his wings, even though they were never corporeal on Earth in the first place. Even when he could hardly use them, he could feel them there, a comforting presence. Now there is nothing; just the heartbeat that before was perfunctory, part of the rhythm of his vessel. He holds his breath until his lungs constrict, until this body screams, and he finally sucks in a breath. The relief floods through his body, restores oxygen to his cells. They’re relieved.
Castiel is not.
He turns around, but there’s no sign of the cemetery, no sign of Dean or Sam or Lucifer, no Bobby, no Pit to Hell. He has no idea where he is, no money, and without Dean or Bobby (for he has no idea if Dean will survive this suicide mission, doubts that he will despite the part of him that surges with blasphemous faith in Dean while it dwindles in faith in his Father), he has limited contacts. He pulls out the cell phone, but it has no reception-he thinks. He calls Dean anyway, but nothing happens, and Castiel snaps the phone shut and jams it back into his pocket.
Is he angry? That was an angry reaction, but as he turns in a slow circle, taking in the beach and the quiet movement of the waves, he realizes he isn’t angry at all.
He’s scared, and he’s alone, somewhere out there Dean needs him, and he’s probably just been resurrected by his infuriatingly absent Father who evaded every one of Castiel’s attempts at contacting him. At the moment, Castiel is in no position to do anything that would help, nothing beyond what he’s already done, because he's useless as a human. He’s tried to rise above, tried to prove his worth, and he did, didn’t he? He rushed in, did something foolish and destined to fail, and he got himself killed and somehow resurrected in the process.
The Winchester way. It seems so much more dashing when they do it.
He squints into the horizon, knowing at least that an ocean means he isn’t in Kansas. That triggers something in his memory, something Dean said that Castiel didn’t understand (so, one of many things), but Dean had found it funny. You’re not in Kansas anymore, sweetheart. They hadn’t been at the time-they were in Missouri-so the statement was puzzling (Castiel can still read a map), but Dean had smiled and clapped him on the shoulder.
He closes his eyes tightly, and his hands curl into fists.
Father, I have no idea if you’re listening anymore. Maybe you put me here. Maybe you’ve written me off as blasphemous, unworthy. Maybe I’ve asked you too much. Allow me to ask one thing more. If Dean Winchester is to die today, take me instead. Whatever life you’ve given me here, I don’t need it, but Dean does.
He opens his eyes and looks up to Heaven, but the light is too bright; it burns his eyes, and he has to squint and look away.