Post by Meg Masters on Sept 24, 2011 0:57:48 GMT -5
Meg
”I slit his throat and ripped his heart out through his chest. Does that make me a bad person?”
Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things
[/color][/font]Baby take my hand, don't fear the reaper. And she ran to him, then they started to fly.
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Are You There God? It's Me, Dean Winchester
[/color][/font]Carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you're done. Lay your weary head to rest.[/center]
Nickname/Alias[/color]: Meg
Sex[/color]: Female
Age[/color]: 666
Sexual Orientation[/color]: Flexible
Member Group[/color]:Demon
Canon or Original[/color]: Canon
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The Usual Suspects And What Should Never Be
[/color][/font]Sometimes I get a feeling, deep in my soul. Sometimes I get a feeling, deep in my bones.[/center]
Hair[/color]: Blond
Height & Weight[/color]: 5’4; 124lbs
Body Type[/color]: Slender
Distinguishing Features[/color]: Pierced ears
Face Claim[/color]: Elisha Cuthbert
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It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester
[/color][/font]I see the bad moon arising. Don't go around tonight, well its bound to take your life.[/i][/center]
Dislikes[/color]: Hell, Exorcisms, The Winchesters, Foiled plans, Losing pretty meatsuits, Crowley, Hunters, Inferiors with superiority complexes, Her brother, and Failure
Strength[/color]:
-Power; Meg is not only physically strong but each time she comes back from Hell she seems to have accumulated more power.
-Sarcastic wit; She has a sharp tongue that easily lashes out at people with a bluntness that rival so many.
-Dominion; Meg can control hell hounds as well as other supernatural creatures like Daevas(through ritual of course)
-Torture; Having been trained in the arts by Alastor, Meg is equip to bring on some serious pain.
-Cunning; She can be quite the strategist when it comes down to it. Meg lures victims in rather than going to them so that she always has the advantage, they are forced to work on her territory.
Weaknesses[/color]:
-Vengeful; Meg is influenced by the desire of revenge. She sometimes makes bad choices in order to get people pay when it would be better to leave well enough alone.
-Supercilious; Meg has a high opinion of herself and never thinks about the consequences of her actions, underestimating others as well.
-Salt/Devil’s Traps
-Exorcisms
-Wavering loyalties
Fears[/color]:
-Hell
-Lucifer
Secrets[/color]:
-She is terrified of not knowing what is in store for her.
-Meg enjoys humanity.
Habits/Quirks[/color]:
-Her sarcasm is overly chipper
-Playing with her food; so to speak
Overall Personality[/color]: Meg is everything that you would expect from a cold hearted bitch. She has zero compassion for others, neglects personal feelings, and turns everything into something that can amuse her. Being a demon though this is natural. Centuries spent in hell have hardened the once sweet girl. She spent just as long torturing souls in hell under Alastor’s guidance making her one of the more ruthless demons out there. Her arrogance is just as bold as the smart mouthed remarks that she makes without any fear of consequences knowing that one way or another, despite her fear of the pit, she’ll crawl her way back out and be able to reek even more havoc than before.
She’s clever and enjoys playing mind games with the people that she involves herself with- primarily hunters but sometimes other demons if they haven’t yet learned their place in the pecking order, which she believes is usually beneath her. Meg likes to get under hunter’s skin, especially the Winchester boys, and make them squirm, certainly not above going after people that they care for. She is sarcastic and says inappropriately blunt things to others. Usually choosing a beautiful young girl to possess Meg also enjoys having a bit of sexual fun with her victims, debauchery is key with her.
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There Is A Monster At The End Of The Book
[/color][/font]You're as cold as ice, you're willing to sacrifice our love. You know that you are.[/center]
Mothers Name[/color]: Dona Blake
Fathers Name[/color]: Azazel
Siblings[/color]: “Tom”
Overall History[/color]: Dona Blake was a woman of wealth in England during the Hundred Years’ War between England and France. Her husband was a man of property and great intelligence becoming a military advisor. Dona’s bloodline was one of preferred choice for the demon Azazel, making the woman the perfect specimen to have a test run with, in other words Airiana, who is now referred to as Meg, was the first prototype for his master plan to release Lucifer from his cage. Airiana was born on December 15th, 1345 as a healthy baby girl. Her assumed father, Dona’s husband, had been killed in the war but Airiana grew up with every luxury, a doting mother, beautiful dresses, rich food to fill the dinner table… It was obvious that there was something a little different about the young up and coming lady of privilege. She was a sweet girl but the yellow-eyed demon would often come into her dreams and influence his daughter turning her to witchcraft and as soon as the townsfolk caught wind Airiana was killed for going against the clergy. Having promised her soul to a demon in turn for her power, an effort from Azazel to insure that Airiana was sent to hell, she burned in the pit first being tortured by Alastor and then taught to do the torturing. She was a promising student and soon craved to carve up the souls placed on her table.
She finally gained enough power down in hell to claw her way up and spent years doing her father, Azazel’s bidding. In 2005 she possessed a young college student named Meg Masters and stirred up trouble in the Winchester’s life on a campaign to acquire the colt. She was exorcised in November 2006 only to come back even stronger and possess Sam March 2007 her loyalties to her father becoming null and void. Meg appears at the most unfortunate times in the boy’s life only to make matters worse. Her allegiance now lies with Lucifer and she has a serious hate on for Crowley.
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Dream A Little Dream Of Me, Bloody Mary
[/color][/font]I never meant to be so bad to you, one thing I said that I would never do.[/center]
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She had never been so furious with a single individual in her entire life. Previously Maggie hadn’t even thought it possible for anyone to enrage her as much as Hector was at that moment. Her visions of aggression were beating at the door to be acted out, to cause Hector as much physical pain as he was inciting anger in her. Maharet’s eyes flashed with rage, the emotion glinting in her to be unmistakable. What was worse was that she could see it brewing inside of him too. Where just yesterday it would have been a good thing, would have made her feel accomplished, all it did now was make him loathe him more.
That patronizing tone of his warning her not to do something that she regretted Maharet wanted to lash out at him even more. She already had done something that she regretted and that was getting involved with him in the first place. Hector had wasted her time and energy, both of which she didn’t take kindly to in the least. People might have talked about Fenrir but that wasn’t the point. The point was they never did so in front of her. He was so self-righteous insinuating that she wasn’t worth while because she had loyalty toward Fenrir, but was it really that much different than Hector being loyal to his family? No, at least not in her eyes, and that was all that mattered to her.
Maggie had dealt with her fair share of werewolves, each one far more terrifying than him so wasn’t intimidated, though she was wary, when he stepped up to her trying to scare her away from doing anything as retribution. He really knew nothing about her though. Going after his family was certainly an option and he had just put it freshly into her mind. Maharet kept her expression blank, her hands balled into fists, fingernails digging into the skin to leave little half moon indentions. Taking a deep breath to calm herself Maggie let a sly smile slowly form on her lips. Hector really had no idea what he had been involved with and what he soon would be. She was a dedicated person and now had even more motivation to make his life a living hell. Vengeance would be exacted, Maggie would wait however long she needed, have his guard down just to make him regret it.
As his hands lay on her shoulders Maharet’s body tensed, anger still boiling under the surface. She didn’t expect him to push her back so when he did Maggie stumbled backward, stopped only by the corner of the fireplace jabbing harshly into her back. The pain from it shot through her and her eyes closed limiting her winch. Maggie refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had hurt her though. Gritting her teeth she watched as him snag himself on a nail in the couch, her gaze shifted to the fire poker that was heating in the flames. All she wanted to do at that moment was shove it through his freaking heart and twist it around like a swivel stick to watch his body twitch. Her fingers coiled around the end of it, grip tight, and knuckle white. Stabbing him though would get her into unnecessary trouble though, which was something that Maharet typically avoided. Exhaling slowly, in a sore attempt to quell her fury, Maggie released the fire poker slapping on a sugary sweet smile. “Pleasant dreams Hector.” The politeness in her tone was down right eerie.
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This application was made by JUL!ET. She worked really hard on
this and watched seasons one through three of Supernatural in 3 days.
She's so hardcore.And you wouldn't want to make
Dean Winchester Romeo mad by stealing it now would you?
He'd have to come after you with a stick. It wouldn't be pretty,
now go play nice and don't steal her stuff.
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This application was made by JUL!ET. She worked really hard on
this and watched seasons one through three of Supernatural in 3 days.
She's so hardcore.And you wouldn't want to make
He'd have to come after you with a stick. It wouldn't be pretty,
now go play nice and don't steal her stuff.
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