John Winchester

[JOHN WINCHESTER]

JOHN ERIC WINCHESTER

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

YES I'M BACK IN BLACK;;

STYLE: Canon
NAME: John Winchester
DOB: March 15th, 1954
GENDER: Male
SPECIES: Human
SUB: Hunter
POWER/ABILITY: Just the uncanny ability to kick the crap out of various supernatural baddies, as well as being one of the foremost supernatural information gatherers.

SEND ME AN ANGEL;;

FACE CLAIM: Jeffrey Dean Morgan
HEIGHT: 6'3"
WEIGHT: 230 lb
SKIN: Lightly tanned
HAIR: Black, with various streaks of grey
EYES: Dark brown
BODY: Built tall and wide, John is the personification of your average ex-Marine turned Hunter extradordinaire.
ATTRIBUTES: Other than the ever present scowl on his face? There are a few protective tattoos on his person, as well as a Marine insignia on his left bicep.
CLOTHES: A testimate to 'comfort is key,' the eldest Winchester can normally be found wearing worn jeans, loose button ups, and the ever present brown coat-jacket.
ACCESSORIES: Just the arsenal in his truck. Got boom-booms, will travel!

GENERAL APPEARANCE: 'Harried and weary' would be the only words to describe John Winchester on a good day. He tends to give off the vibe of being one just going through the motions of life, especially after being pulled back down to Earth from Heaven. The only time that he's been seen to perk up and smile is around his two boys...when he's not reading them the riot act for 'acting stupid,' that is.

ON A SEA OF MOVING EMOTIONS;;

GENERAL PERSONALITY: Given the man's outward calm, composure and almost rigid stance, it isn't a stretch to link John Winchester with an army background. As one who'd had to teach himself the 'Great Game of Hunting,' he's a stalwart and dedicated man, who will contently worry at any problem until its as worn out as a dog's chew toy. He absolutely HATES to be fooled in any way, and really can't stand people who like to talk too much.

Just think of him as that grumpy old man in the corner, whom everyone thinks is harmless...and who can snap your neck in t-minus ten, if you sprout two heads and some fur.

At the same time, he is fiercely protective of his sons, and will gladly kill anyone who comes in the way of their happiness. He has, and will die for them, if the need ever comes.


LIKES:

• Fishing
  
• Quiet contemplation
  
• Hunting
  
• Memories of the better years
  
• His sons
  
• Guns'n'Ammo
  

DISLIKES:

• Talkative people
  
• Being without an answer or a plan
  
• Being talked back to
  
• Liars
  
• 'Podunk cops'
  
• Talking about his past
  

STRENGTHS:

• Is fiercely protective
  
• Strong under pressure
  
• A natural leader
  

WEAKNESSES:

• His sons
  
• Will sacrifice others for what he deems 'the good of many'
  
• Hot dogs
  

FEARS:

• Alienation from his family
  
• That Sam and Dean will become as weary as he is
  
• Losing those he loves to the things he hunts
  

DREAMS:

• Seeing his sons remain alive and happy
  
• Somehow seeing Mary again
  
• Of feeling some semblance of peace
  

BIGGEST SECRET: Though he fights on the side of Good, John can quite easily sacrifice those around him for the good of the many, especially if Sam and Dean are included in the ranks. Not even close friends are safe from his almost obsessive nature, as was rumored with poor Bill Harvelle.

I'M ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELL;;

HISTORY: John Eric Winchester was born on March 15th, 1954, in Indiana. His childhood was fairly normal, and after graduating high school, he joined the Marines. After serving a few tours in Vietnam, he returned home, and took on a job as a mechanic, where he met and fell in love with the beautiful Mary Campbell.

Their marriage was almost too good to be true, the Hunter would think many years later, as he looked back on those almost fantastical memories of their early years. Their little family, graced with two healthy sons, Sam and Dean, weren't the next Rockafellers, but they got by, as content as any blue collar.

But, unfortunately, Fate does not smile on the content.

Late one evening, after falling asleep in front of the living room, John was awakened by a strange noise upstairs. He would never forget the image of his beloved Mary, pinned to the ceiling as flames poured out of her midsection, her face frozen in fear and pain. The rest of the night is a blur, almost a dream...as well as an awakening.

For most of Sam and Dean's childhood, he traveled the country, looking for the demon that had murdered his wife. He taught his sons how to fight and how to hunt along the way, until they were as competent as he at killing those that stalked the night.

Years went by, and John remained obsessed with finding the ever ellusive 'Yellow Eyed Demon,' but was instead rewarded for his troubles with a possession, rather than an epic battle. Thanks to Sam and the Colt, however, he was freed of the demon's hold, and hospitalized with his sons.

Later, he finally got his face-to-face with the thing that murdered his wife in the basement of the same hospital and traded his soul for Dean's.

And down to Hell he went, where he remained until the Yellow Eyed Demon- pursued by Dean, Sam, Jo Harvelle and Bobby Singer- unlocked a doorway to Hell. Finally, he was able to get his revenge, and helped his sons kill the demon. Finally, he was allowed to rest in Heaven.

...That is, until someone forced his ass back down to Earth. So, here he is; once again hunting monsters, while waiting for his time to die. It's not exactly a healthy life, but it's the only one he knows.

THERE'S A BAD MOON RISING;;

OTHER: Sorry for the uber-abridged version here. My original bio was about...three pages in word, and I figured this was easier on the eyes. XD

WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE;;

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ALIAS: Jay
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