forum Another Supernatural Shipping RP? (Closed)

Started September 08, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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Name: Calixto "Cal"
Age (at least have the character look 21): 28
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gayest boi
Type (as in the type of person they would date): He likes guys who are cheerful and aren't afraid to speak their minds. He wants someone to be able to hold and comfort should they need it.
Species: Mirro - A species I have created to where they were formally an enslaved race that each were given a power at birth and it was a common on their home planet before it's life force began to dwindle away.
Powers (please don't make them incredibly OP): Can manipulate parts of his form. His species is the type to create soul bonds should they find the right person
Looks: Short dark brown hair, lightly tanned skin, green eyes, slight stubble, tall, (about 6'4) muscular build. He usually seems tired.
Outfit: Usually dark attire. A grey button down jacket with a white t-shirt, black pants, grey converse.
Personality: Guarded, not afraid to snap back if someone insults him. He can be a bit harsh at times but doesn't like the idea of being rude for no reason. Very protective.
Other: In the words of a meme: He looks like he could kill you, but is actually kind of a cinnamon roll.

Name: Mary-Ann Vane
Other Names: Dark Fang, Seeker of Fluffy Bunnies, Red
Age (at least have the character look 21): She looks 25 but is actually 2053 years old
Gender: female
Sexuality: She's not entirely sure, but she knows she likes females
Type (as in the type of person they would date): Someone who can trust her as she trusts them
Species: Vampire
Powers (please don't make them incredibly OP): Knows close-combat MMA and an ancient form of sword fighting with her wrapped rapier and scabbard; ingrained in her muscles from a time before the lab. Faster regeneration time than most. She produces wings from her back that were folded in her body, however this is painful and rips open two slits in her back every time she does this. (There is a way to keep her wings out permanently but the scientists made sure to eradicate any knowledge of that)
Looks: Deceitfully thin and flat body, tall 6'1" and weighs 157 lbs, sickly pale white. Her eyes are normally dark purple, however they turn fire-plasma red when blood lust or hunger is triggered. Her hair is normally black, but it slowly turns red starting from the ends and spread up towards the roots (the red coloration marks her level of blood lust/hunger). She leaves her hair down and straight. She has a code on the nape of her neck that basically marks her as the government's property.
Outfit: She still has the basic white clothes of the labs on her (white bra, crew-neck shirt, sweats, and shoes) but managed to steal a long black trenchcoat from some passed out drunk dude. She has two long, parallel scars on her back.
Personality: She's extremely introverted from her time stuck in the lab, but in no way is she shy. She's observant but not very intuitive as her life experience is pretty limited. She doesn't allow herself to feel emotions very often so they build up to the point of exploding out of her in bursts, but she does think a lot (almost too much). Curious like a child, but secretive as she doesn't want to get attached or attract bad attention. Trustful of only a few people.
Other: She's a vampire who has had her mind reset/wiped every 50 years in the lab. She's been alive for 41 cycles of this torture and constant experimenting before she managed to escape. She's currently on the run from the government. She's out of place in a crowd and can't control herself when starving or fighting. She's determined to find the truth about her true past; her time before the labs found her.
Weaknesses: She's nocturnal so she sleeps during the day and has excellent night vision and profoundly well-seeing eyes. She can go out in sunlight and be fine, but she will have decreased vision as the sun blurs her vision. She dislikes garlic in her food, as she thinks it is disgusting and the person giving to her is trying to poison her. She is mostly immortal unless you slice her head off from her body, that will most certainly kill her. She can't swim.

Name: Bas
Age: Looks about 26ish, though is close to a couple thousands of years old.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Type: He doesn't really have a type and likes to date people that are a bit different each time.
Species: The god of medicine, disease and small herbs.
Powers: Bas isn't one of the most powerful gods, though he is very skilled in his domain of medicine. He can heal most injuries, though can also inflict small diseases and plagues to others; his magic an ashy, gold and black smoke. He can cause minor stomach aches and flu, though if he has enough of energy, he can inflict much more. Small herbs are just one of the things that he uses in order to create medicine, though he usually used that more oftenly a few thousand years ago
Looks: He has a tanned skin tone, with a dusting of pale freckles across the bridge of his nose and a few on his shoulders and arms as well. Eternally tired. Around 5’11, with a leaner/lanky, faintly toned build. Long legs. Darker hair that he can tuck behind his ears, and will occasionally tie back. (He’s meant to cut it for a while) It’s a bit curly/wavy. His left eye is blind, so it's a grey tone, while his right eye is a clear, hazel color. (They looked mismatched from afar) Golden tattoo’s across his back and some peak out on his neck, that looks like small details of herbs and other plants. In his godly form, he has a pair of dark horns, though he barely reveals them.
Outfit: For a god, he likes to wear more casual clothes. Distressed, dark jeans with simple shirts or sweaters on top. In his beat up converse. Wears the occasional hoodie. If he's feeling dressy, he'll wear black slacks, a button up and a looser tie. Wears crystal bracelets and necklaces. (Believes in crystal healing)
Personality: Tends to be quieter and more reserved around others that he doesn’t know, keeping to himself most of the time. He is polite to strangers, though can be very sarcastic at times. Doesn’t take great care of himself. More a laid back personality. Charismatic and calmer, and tries to be as understanding as possible. Jokes around once in a while and is very protective and gentle once he opens up to someone. Can lose his patience very quickly at times.
Other: Occasionally associated with the underworld's gods since he'll help them with diseases or any kind of medicine. Loves tarot cards and different crystals. Was born with a blind eye, so he doesn't have great coordination. On the run from his godly domain.

(I love her, I wanna adopt please)

(Lol is it bad I actually have Matt adopt her? But yes you may adopt her)

(I love her, I wanna adopt please)

(Lol is it bad I actually have Matt adopt her? But yes you may adopt her)

(oh good lord god almighty jesus)

(okay, so basically how this starts is that everyone receives the same randomized message)

Vos was lying on his back on a plain mattress, staring idly up at the ceiling. Several different moving boxes were scattered around him, most of them still packed. He had his hands propped behind his head, slowly turning to look at the moonlight filtering in through the cracked window. His phone buzzed, and he gave a sigh as he reached over to grab it from the charger.
"You have been selected for the chance of a lifetime!" the text read. "You, the lucky receiver of this message, have just been selected for the vacation of a lifetime! To accept, please text 'Accepted' in the next 24 hours!"

Mary-Ann was scrolling through research documents. She's been desperately searching for leads on finding information on her past. So far, she's come up dry. She sighed as she heard the librarian go around, telling the stragglers to leave as the library was closing soon. She was about to close the open tabs on the computer until a full-screen ad popped up on the device.
"Uhh…. what?"

"You have been selected for the chance of a lifetime!" the text read. "You, the lucky receiver of this message, have just been selected for the vacation of a lifetime! To accept, please click the 'Accept' button in the next 24 hours!"

She looked around for an X in a corner to close the pop-up, but couldn't find one anywhere. She heard the librarian coming closer to insist she leave. Quickly she started clicking randomly around on the screen, making the mistake of clicking the 'Accept' button.

A brow raised, Vos squinted at the screen. His vision was slightly blurry since he wasn't wearing his reading glasses, but he could still see the words. A vacation, huh? Was that not a human thing to do? He wasn't entirely fond of doing human things, but this "vacation" sounded like it might be alright. And if worse came to worse, he would just kill whoever might try to scam him. Or no, not kill. Kaz would be disappointed in him if he did that. With a sigh he texted "Accepted" before setting his phone back on his chest

Bas furrowed his brow as he heard a ding from his phone sound, blowing out a small puff of smoke from his cigarette. Ironically, for a god of medicine, he had to admit that he had a minor addiction to them. He ignored the ding, deciding in advance that it had been his siblings or an old friend. Though, when the chime sounded again, he dug his old, cracked cellphone out of his pocket with a groan, squinting down at the small writing.

"You have been selected for the chance of a lifetime! You, the lucky receiver of this message, have just been selected for the vacation of a lifetime! To accept, please text 'Accepted' in the next 24 hours!" Bas rolled his eyes, thinking that this was some sort of scam. Though…it hadn't asked for anything like credit cards or addresses. After a few moments of thought, he let out a sigh, texting 'Accepted' before setting his phone back down. A small vacation couldn't hurt, right?

Ophelia was in a cafe taking a sip of her coffee and then she heard her phone buzz. She picked up her phone and saw a text message saying,

"You have been selected for the chance of a lifetime! You, the lucky receiver of this message, have just been selected for the vacation of a lifetime! To accept, please text 'Accepted' in the next 24 hours!"

"Is this some kind of joke?" She murmured to herself as she tried to press the exit button.

Vos's phone vibrated again, and he scowled a bit when he picked his phone up again. Sure enough, he had another text. He opened his phone again, but when he did the screen was now taken up by a large, almost tackily decorated screen. "Choose your destination!" the top of the screen displayed in cheery letters. There were six different boxes, each showing different scenes. One was of a neon city, dark save for bright pinks and blues illuminating a twilight sky. The next was of a mossy forest, ethereal and blanketing what appeared to be crumbled ruins. The next was a wide expanse of sandy beach, looking out on a shimmering blue ocean. The last were of an enormous cabin treehouse, a range of beautiful mountains, and a floating city

(partners should pick their location together)