Welcome to SU: Legacy, a next-gen Supernatural RP that takes place in the year 2040. The Men of Letters has expanded to include three base locations across the continental US. Angels and demons have gone mostly dormant but there are still supernatural evils lurking in the shadows. The legacies could use your help. Are you in?
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Thanks to Nick @ Fidelius for the fabulous mini-profile. Everything else was created by our own staff. If we missed someone please let us know.
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Full Name:Logan James Massaro Preferred Name or Nickname:Lj, Logan Original/Canon:Original Age:23 Date of Birth:May 25 1989 Main Character Classification: Human Character Type:Hunter Power(s):N/A Sexuality:Gay Side:Good Hometown:Flagstaff, AZ Current Residence:On the Road
Eye Color:Brown Hair Color:Brown Height:6’2 Body Type: Muscular Distinguishing Marks:N/A Tattoos and Piercings: just an anti-demon possession tattoo above his right shoulder blade. Vehicle (if you wish):’72 Fast Back Chevy Nova
Personal Style (write a short paragraph): Normally wears all black and likes to stick to normal black jeans, boot cut, with his black cowboy boots, a plain white shirt, and a black leather jacket. Most of the time, he can be seen wearing a plain silver ring on a chain around his neck that he got from Maggie. Other than the normal black wardrobe that he has, he does also have some color. But very few shirts, and that is when he is on personal time, like out at a bar, or club, and not on the job. On the job, he is very....secretive of his personal life.
Likes (3 at least):testing his limitations, a nice cold beer, brownies, and being in water. Dislikes (3 at least):people asking about his past, pie, horror movies/books, being told he cant do something because of his sexuality. Strengths (3 at least): eidetic memory, honest face, stubborn, funny Weaknesses (3 at least):no deep emotional ties, when angry unable to compromise, assumes he is ALWAYS right, socially awkward Fears: clowns Biggest Secret(s): He really wanted the apocalypse to happen
Personality (write a decent paragraph): Normally Logan is a very laid back and easy going guy. He isn’t quick to anger as it takes a decent amount of time and stress for him to even get mad, but when he does get mad, you had better not be on his bad side. Being stubborn he is rarely to back down in a fight. If he cant win, no one can. With his eidetic memory, working most jobs is quite..easy. Being able to string all the information together without having to flip back and forth between everything all the time gives him an edge. In social settings, especially those that involve males that he is attracted to, he becomes the most socially awkward human in existence.
Family and Friends:Mother- Unknow Father- Unknown Siblings-Unknown. Steven Wilks-Childhood Friend
Enemies and Rivals:Most Demons, and Vampires
History: Logan didn’t know his family. Who they were or what they did. He didn’t even have a picture of them to know what they looked like. He didn’t know if he had any brothers, or sisters. No one. He was raised by an elderly woman in Flagstaff, Arizona. He thought she was nice enough. And always provided for him what he needed for school. And she left him with an amazing imagination. She would tell him the best stories, those of danger, and people who fought against it. He did his kid thing and went to school, and found that he was different than the other kids.
He liked boys. And making this announcement set him apart from the others in his age group. They bullied him for years until he started to fight back. He didn’t know what to do, and Maggie, the elderly woman he called mom, could hold him as tight as she wanted, but it still didn’t change the fact that this was his life.
When he turned 18, was when everything changed. Coming home from school, he noticed that there was a yellow powder on the doorknob. And Maggie was acting, strange when he came in. She kept talking about how horrible of a child he was, and that he was just a waste. Logan knew then that there was something wrong. Maggie had always supported him in everything he did. And then when he tried to grab her to turn her around, and talk thing out, she threw him against the wall, and her eyes went black. She kept saying how Maggie wasn’t there right now. All he could do was lay there while she ripped into him.
A few minutes later, some men came in with guns, and shot, to his surprise Maggie full of what he found out later to be rock salt. Then he passed out. The men ended up killing Maggie in the process of trying to save her. She was possessed by a demon, and then they went into telling him all about Maggie. She used to be a hunter, and all the stories that she told him while he was growing up, were stories of what was going on in the world with different hunters. As her age was a bit higher, she acted more like command central, calling people, and being a target of demons that were trying to get a leg up in the “war”.
Logan just started at them, somewhat in shock, and somewhat believing them. Perhaps this was the reason she had him in multiple fighting classes. Just in case. The guys, Peter and John, told him that they would train him a little, as that was something Maggie would have wanted, and then he could make his own choice to live in the life as a hunter, or to go on with school and his own dreams. Knowing the kind of person that he was, Logan opted to go with John and Peter, and let them show him what life on the road was. They helped to settle the affairs of what Maggie had, trained him up, and then he left them, making his own path, and helping as many as he could with what he had.
Now 23 his main goal is to try and find two brothers that he heard from his stories for Maggie, Sam and Dean Winchester.
Face Claim: Please fill out the form below so your claim can be added to the face claims listing! Use the Character Type Colors for reference.
Character Type Colors:
Human = Blue Civilians, Hunters, Witches, and Psychics are included in this category. Demon = Green Black-eyed demons, Yellow-eyed demons, Red-eyed demons, and White-eyed demons are included in this category. Shifter = Purple Werewolves and Skinwalkers are included in this category. Angels = Yellow Angels, Archangels and Fallen Angels are included in this category. Rare = Red Vampires, Ghosts, Reapers and Special Characters are included in this category.
Face Claim Format: (Please use the face claim code that is located BELOW the application code and paste it here in place of the example) Quinto, Zachary
Massaro, Logan
RP Sample (required):
Logan flopped down onto the bed in his hotel room. He was somewhere in Arizona, near Tucson. He was covered in dry blood from the three vampires that he had just killed. He was badly bruised, but thankfully there was no other damage than that. He kicked off his boots, and slowly started to strip, to take a quick shower.
After he got in the shower, he went to take his necklace of, and noticed that it was no longer there. He punched the shower wall, leaving a basketball sized dent. He laid his head against the wall where the shower head was, and just stared into the drain. He had no idea where it was. The last few hours had all been a blur. He scrubbed the blood from under his fingernails, and off his skin. Leaving no trace that he was once covered in the stuff. His white shirt laying on the floor in the room was going to have to be thrown away, but that was part of the gig. Thankfully he had mastered the art of id theft, seeing as how being a hunter didn’t really pay....well anything.
He toweled off, and once he was dry, put some clothes on. It was time to pack. Time to leave. But first he had to go back to the nest and see if he couldn’t find his chain and ring. The chain was replaceable, but the ring was Maggies, and that, he couldn’t leave without. Within a few minutes, he had packed his life, his few clothes, he guns, knives, laptop and books, and he was ready to go. He paid the hotel that he had rented for the week, and went to his car. He threw his duffle bag into the trunk of his ’72 fast back Nova, got into the driver seat, pulling away, tires squealing.
It wasn’t long after he left the hotel maybe thirty minutes, and he was back at the nest. He noticed, however, that the light was on in the upstairs bedroom. He killed the engine, and got out, walking back to the truck of his car. He grabbed his machete, closed the truck, and marched back into the house. Looks like he missed one, and now that they had had time to see the carnage he left the last time, they were going to be pissed.
He tried the door, but it was locked, something also that it wasn’t when he left. Great. ”I swear, I have to kill three more of these bitches and get all dirty, and have no place to shower, Im going to kill them, bring them back to life and then kill them again.,”
Logan kicked open the door, and started to check the house. He checked the living room, kitchen and dining areas, all clear, which meant that he was going to have to go upstairs. He made it to the first step, stepping on it, which creaked. He winced as it did so, and for good reason. The creak went through the entire house. Before he could reach the first landing, there was a growl from the top of the stairs. But it was weak. Almost…kid like. He looked at the top of the stairs, and there was a child vampire. Maybe around the age or 9 to 10.
”You have got to be fucking kidding me. CHILDREN vampires. That’s just sick.”
Before Logan could react, the kid flew at him, fangs trying to sink their way into his neck, his face, his arm. The vamp kid knocked him down the rest of the stairs, and onto his back. The machete flew just out of reach of him. The kid was already back on its feet, ready to take a bite out of him again. Before it could get too close, Logan kicked it in the chest, grabbed the machete, and sliced its head off.
He looked down at the body, and the head which was now rolling slowly away. ”Sorry kid, tough break’
Clutched in the kids hand was his silver chain, and Maggie’s ring, covered in blood. He grabbed the ring, and the chain, and walked back out to his car. He threw the machete back into the truck, the ring and chain in his pocket, and reached for the canister of gasoline. He lined the living room with gasoline, and then pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and then threw the zippo into the pile of clothes on the couch. He then calmly walked out the front door, and just stood there at his car, until the house was in flames and then drove away into the night.
I, (Logan James Massaro), have read the SITE PLOT and RULES and hereby agree to follow them, and stay true to the guidelines set by the site staff and to the ideals set in Supernatural.
Your name/alias:Nick RP Experience:8 years How do you prefer to be contacted: pm please.