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Coming To An End
My name is Taylor Laine Kearney. I go by Laine. I’m a hunter of the supernatural and I’m damn good at my job.
I’m about to tell you a story. I can’t tell you, whoever would be dumb enough to read this, who this story is about. If they’re reading this, they’ll know. I’ll be addressing this person as if I’m talking to them.
I’ve spent too long hung up on you and thinking about what could’ve gone differently. I could’ve been more patient. You could’ve been more attentive. But that’s you; you’re cold and focused on the job and it’s my own damn fault for thinking I could change you. I’m young and I’m naïve. I’m also a hunter, and people like us don’t have much chance for love and for someone to spend their life with. Normally, our lives are short and we end up in hell, a demon’s plaything. You and I both will end up there someday, whether it be sooner or later.
Our story begins with desperation. I was the heir to a house I didn’t want. It was cursed, and I needed the best to help me break the curse. Romantic, right? It was affecting how I slept and my mind and I needed help, as much as I hated to admit it. So, I called the best, which just so happened to be you. You came and were cracking jokes as we went inside, and I was having none of it. You didn’t listen when I told you to quit being a d*ck and so I grabbed your gun and pushed you out of the way and told you to really stop or you’d get yourself killed. Calling me a bitch, for good reason, you decided to listen to me for once.
We defeated the curse and got a motel room so I didn’t have to go back to that hellhole of a house. Your partner went out and we were left alone. I was getting out of the shower when it happened.
You cheated on your long-time girlfriend, and I was the other woman.
We both knew what we were doing. But you said yourself, you had never felt like that before about someone and we both had a hell of a good time. We were really good at sex. You know that.
We said it wouldn’t happen again. The next day, we parted ways.
Months and months upon months go by, and I don’t hear about you or your girlfriend or your partner for a long time. Until you call me up.
You need help with a case, and we happen to be headed towards the same one. We meet up and grab a motel room, this time for research.
As I’m going through the files you brought with you that you’re showing me, I find wedding plans. I still remember the sinking feeling in my stomach when I saw them. The wedding dress was beautiful, and it would look good on your bride. The veil was incredible. I never thought that you were a marriage kind of guy, but apparently this girl had changed you. Good for her.
We worked the case and went our separate ways again.
Another eternity goes by, and I hear about you again. You’re still hunting, so I assumed you had gotten married and done the whole normal family thing. Then I find out that you left your fiancé after we worked that case together.
We start working together again, and the sex is great. Our routine is simple. Wake up, morning delight, food, case, beers, sex, go to sleep. It was a good couple of months. But I’m finding that it’s not all that I’ve wanted.
I didn’t get into this job because I wanted it. You can’t expect me from going from teenager to hunter and adult in a matter of two minutes and not want my old life back. I guess I thought that I could change your mind about two hunters settling down together.
I remember one of the rare times you told me you loved me. We had gotten into an argument when I told you that I wasn’t completely happy from just hunting. You got angry and were pissed that I could even dare to express my feelings even though that was the point of our conversation. I told you after you yelled at me that you didn’t have the right to invalidate what I want and feel just because you need to be in control. You softened and tried to show me you could be ‘normal’ by taking the trash out. What a load of crap. I started crying, which was rare for me. It shows you how worked up I was. I told you that I was ready to give you all the chances in the world.
You took that for granted.
You stood me up and kissed my forehead, and told me how much you loved me. I never heard you explicitly say that ever again to me.
All I wanted was a little humanity in you after we did all of those terrible things to those people in the name of our job, which is protecting them.
We were together for a long time. But it’s time that I let you go so we stop causing pain for each other.
I know I’ve been acting like you died. But in way, you did.
Goodbye.
I’m about to tell you a story. I can’t tell you, whoever would be dumb enough to read this, who this story is about. If they’re reading this, they’ll know. I’ll be addressing this person as if I’m talking to them.
I’ve spent too long hung up on you and thinking about what could’ve gone differently. I could’ve been more patient. You could’ve been more attentive. But that’s you; you’re cold and focused on the job and it’s my own damn fault for thinking I could change you. I’m young and I’m naïve. I’m also a hunter, and people like us don’t have much chance for love and for someone to spend their life with. Normally, our lives are short and we end up in hell, a demon’s plaything. You and I both will end up there someday, whether it be sooner or later.
Our story begins with desperation. I was the heir to a house I didn’t want. It was cursed, and I needed the best to help me break the curse. Romantic, right? It was affecting how I slept and my mind and I needed help, as much as I hated to admit it. So, I called the best, which just so happened to be you. You came and were cracking jokes as we went inside, and I was having none of it. You didn’t listen when I told you to quit being a d*ck and so I grabbed your gun and pushed you out of the way and told you to really stop or you’d get yourself killed. Calling me a bitch, for good reason, you decided to listen to me for once.
We defeated the curse and got a motel room so I didn’t have to go back to that hellhole of a house. Your partner went out and we were left alone. I was getting out of the shower when it happened.
You cheated on your long-time girlfriend, and I was the other woman.
We both knew what we were doing. But you said yourself, you had never felt like that before about someone and we both had a hell of a good time. We were really good at sex. You know that.
We said it wouldn’t happen again. The next day, we parted ways.
Months and months upon months go by, and I don’t hear about you or your girlfriend or your partner for a long time. Until you call me up.
You need help with a case, and we happen to be headed towards the same one. We meet up and grab a motel room, this time for research.
As I’m going through the files you brought with you that you’re showing me, I find wedding plans. I still remember the sinking feeling in my stomach when I saw them. The wedding dress was beautiful, and it would look good on your bride. The veil was incredible. I never thought that you were a marriage kind of guy, but apparently this girl had changed you. Good for her.
We worked the case and went our separate ways again.
Another eternity goes by, and I hear about you again. You’re still hunting, so I assumed you had gotten married and done the whole normal family thing. Then I find out that you left your fiancé after we worked that case together.
We start working together again, and the sex is great. Our routine is simple. Wake up, morning delight, food, case, beers, sex, go to sleep. It was a good couple of months. But I’m finding that it’s not all that I’ve wanted.
I didn’t get into this job because I wanted it. You can’t expect me from going from teenager to hunter and adult in a matter of two minutes and not want my old life back. I guess I thought that I could change your mind about two hunters settling down together.
I remember one of the rare times you told me you loved me. We had gotten into an argument when I told you that I wasn’t completely happy from just hunting. You got angry and were pissed that I could even dare to express my feelings even though that was the point of our conversation. I told you after you yelled at me that you didn’t have the right to invalidate what I want and feel just because you need to be in control. You softened and tried to show me you could be ‘normal’ by taking the trash out. What a load of crap. I started crying, which was rare for me. It shows you how worked up I was. I told you that I was ready to give you all the chances in the world.
You took that for granted.
You stood me up and kissed my forehead, and told me how much you loved me. I never heard you explicitly say that ever again to me.
All I wanted was a little humanity in you after we did all of those terrible things to those people in the name of our job, which is protecting them.
We were together for a long time. But it’s time that I let you go so we stop causing pain for each other.
I know I’ve been acting like you died. But in way, you did.
Goodbye.
Taylor Kearney
“Cynicism is an excuse to distance yourself, but baby, you sure as hell don’t want anything to do with me.”
Character’s full name: Taylor Laine (Lane) Kearney
Reason or meaning of name: Taylor - From Latin, "to cut", Laine - Means "wave" in Estonian, Kearney - Irish, given name meaning "warrior"
Character’s nickname: Laine
Reason for nickname: Normally introduced herself as "Laine"
Birth date: December 22, 1978 (can vary)
Physical appearance
Age: 23
How old does he/she appear: 28
Weight: 112 lbs
Height: 6'1
Body build: Mesomorph
Shape of face: Diamond
Eye color: Green
Glasses or contacts: Contacts, but glasses if too lazy
Skin tone: Pale/Light
Distinguishing marks: A long, skinny scar along her forearm; has many other scars, but this is notable
Predominant features: Eyes
Hair color: Dirty blonde
Type of hair: Wavy
Hairstyle: Usually up in a ponytail, but if you're lucky out
Voice: Deeper than average
Overall attractiveness: More than attractive
Physical disabilities: Her arm with the scar can freeze up sometimes
Usual fashion of dress: Flannel, leather jacket, jeans and hiking boots
Favorite outfit: ^^^
Jewelry or accessories: Sodalite necklace
Personality
Good personality traits: Sarcastic, Kind, Funny, Understanding, Wise
Bad personality traits: Smart ass, Sassy, Sarcastic
Mood character is most often in: Indifferent
Sense of humor: Dark/rude
Character’s greatest joy in life: Hunting
Character’s greatest fear: Letting the people she cares about down
Why? Because she has the need to feel validated
What single event would most throw this character’s life into complete turmoil? Losing the people she cares for
Character is most at ease when: A hunt has ended/is beginning
Most ill at ease when: Pressured, enslaved, cooped up
Enraged when: Someone f***s with someone she loves
Depressed or sad when: She lets someone down
Priorities: Hunting, her family
Life philosophy: "Try, even if you don't have a future."
If granted one wish, it would be: A normal life
Why? Because she hates the way she was raised, but loves it
Character’s soft spot: Emotions, family, people she cares for
Is this soft spot obvious to others? No, not at first
Greatest strength: Agility or accuracy
Greatest vulnerability or weakness: Her emotions and the people she cares about
Biggest regret: Letting her brother die
Minor regret: Letting Lucifer on earth
Biggest accomplishment: Getting Lucifer back to hell
Minor accomplishment: Getting an angel laid
Past failures he/she would be embarrassed to have people know about: The time she told someone that she loved them when she didn't
Why? She is known for being sincere
Character’s darkest secret: Her affinity and love for watching those she hates suffer
Does anyone else know? No
Goals
Drives and motivations: To see earth remain in peace
Immediate goals: To not die
Long term goals: To not die
How the character plans to accomplish these goals: Taking care of herself
How other characters will be affected: They won't have to "babysit" her, so she doesn't do anything stupid
Past
Hometown: Cincinnati, Ohio
Type of childhood: Travelling, terrible in terms of "regular family"
Pets: Mayhem, a German Sheppard
First memory: Her mother killing a demon in their living room at the time
Most important childhood memory: The day she taught herself how to c*ck a gun
Why: It would affect her whole childhood
Childhood hero: Robert Plant
Dream job: Author, Musician
Education: High school, a year of college before giving up
Religion: Atheist
Finances: Small amounts
Present
Current location: All across America
Currently living with: N/A
Pets: Mayhem, a German Sheppard
Religion: Atheist
Occupation: Hunter
Finances: Small amounts here and there
Family
Mother: Jane Kearney
Relationship with her: Good
Father: Tom Kearney
Relationship with him: On and off again
Siblings: Jake (deceased)
Relationship with them: Great, but nonexistent
Spouse: N/A
Relationship with him/her: N/A
Children: N/A
Relationship with them: N/A
Other important family members: The hunters as a whole
Favorites
Color: Teal
Least favorite color: Pink
Music: Classic rock
Food: Could care less as long as it's edible
Literature: N/A
Form of entertainment: Hunting
Expressions: N/A
Mode of transportation: Car
Most prized possession: Her father's '73 Ford Thunderbird
Habits
Hobbies: Guitar, sharpening knives, twirling knives
Plays a musical instrument? Yes, guitar
Plays a sport? Sometimes, volleyball
How he/she would spend a rainy day: Listening to music or driving to the next hunt
Spending habits: Food, sometimes clothing such as new hiking boots
Smokes: No
Drinks: Yes
Other drugs: No
What does he/she do too much of? Ignoring people
What does he/she do too little of? Listening to people
Extremely skilled at: Hunting
Extremely unskilled at: People skills
Nervous tics: Scratching her chin, biting her nails
Usual body posture: Upright
Mannerisms: Polite when needed
Peculiarities: Extremely tall, a weird sixth sense
Traits
Optimist or pessimist? Pessimist
Introvert or extrovert? Extroverted introvert
Daredevil or cautious? Daredevil
Logical or emotional? Logical
Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat? Disorderly and messy
Prefers working or relaxing? Working
Confident or unsure of himself/herself? Confident
Animal lover? She loves her dog, Mayhem
Self-perception
How he/she feels about himself/herself: Confident (sometimes)
One word the character would use to describe self: Driven
One paragraph description of how the character would describe self: N/A
What does the character consider his/her best personality trait? Badass/driven
What does the character consider his/her worst personality trait? Hunter
What does the character consider his/her best physical characteristic? Her eyes
What does the character consider his/her worst physical characteristic? Her height
How does the character think others perceive him/her: A terrible person, an idiot
What would the character most like to change about himself/herself: Her childhood
Relationships with others
Opinion of other people in general: Meh
Does the character hide his/her true opinions and emotions from others? Yes
Person character most hates: Lucifer
Best friend(s): N/A
Love interest(s):N/A (at least at the moment)
Person character goes to for advice: Father
Person character feels responsible for or takes care of: Her brother (deceased)
Person character feels shy or awkward around: Sometimes other hunters
Person character openly admires: Her parents
Person character secretly admires: Hunters
Most important person in character’s life before story starts: Her parents
After story starts: Depends on roleplay
Character’s full name: Taylor Laine (Lane) Kearney
Reason or meaning of name: Taylor - From Latin, "to cut", Laine - Means "wave" in Estonian, Kearney - Irish, given name meaning "warrior"
Character’s nickname: Laine
Reason for nickname: Normally introduced herself as "Laine"
Birth date: December 22, 1978 (can vary)
Physical appearance
Age: 23
How old does he/she appear: 28
Weight: 112 lbs
Height: 6'1
Body build: Mesomorph
Shape of face: Diamond
Eye color: Green
Glasses or contacts: Contacts, but glasses if too lazy
Skin tone: Pale/Light
Distinguishing marks: A long, skinny scar along her forearm; has many other scars, but this is notable
Predominant features: Eyes
Hair color: Dirty blonde
Type of hair: Wavy
Hairstyle: Usually up in a ponytail, but if you're lucky out
Voice: Deeper than average
Overall attractiveness: More than attractive
Physical disabilities: Her arm with the scar can freeze up sometimes
Usual fashion of dress: Flannel, leather jacket, jeans and hiking boots
Favorite outfit: ^^^
Jewelry or accessories: Sodalite necklace
Personality
Good personality traits: Sarcastic, Kind, Funny, Understanding, Wise
Bad personality traits: Smart ass, Sassy, Sarcastic
Mood character is most often in: Indifferent
Sense of humor: Dark/rude
Character’s greatest joy in life: Hunting
Character’s greatest fear: Letting the people she cares about down
Why? Because she has the need to feel validated
What single event would most throw this character’s life into complete turmoil? Losing the people she cares for
Character is most at ease when: A hunt has ended/is beginning
Most ill at ease when: Pressured, enslaved, cooped up
Enraged when: Someone f***s with someone she loves
Depressed or sad when: She lets someone down
Priorities: Hunting, her family
Life philosophy: "Try, even if you don't have a future."
If granted one wish, it would be: A normal life
Why? Because she hates the way she was raised, but loves it
Character’s soft spot: Emotions, family, people she cares for
Is this soft spot obvious to others? No, not at first
Greatest strength: Agility or accuracy
Greatest vulnerability or weakness: Her emotions and the people she cares about
Biggest regret: Letting her brother die
Minor regret: Letting Lucifer on earth
Biggest accomplishment: Getting Lucifer back to hell
Minor accomplishment: Getting an angel laid
Past failures he/she would be embarrassed to have people know about: The time she told someone that she loved them when she didn't
Why? She is known for being sincere
Character’s darkest secret: Her affinity and love for watching those she hates suffer
Does anyone else know? No
Goals
Drives and motivations: To see earth remain in peace
Immediate goals: To not die
Long term goals: To not die
How the character plans to accomplish these goals: Taking care of herself
How other characters will be affected: They won't have to "babysit" her, so she doesn't do anything stupid
Past
Hometown: Cincinnati, Ohio
Type of childhood: Travelling, terrible in terms of "regular family"
Pets: Mayhem, a German Sheppard
First memory: Her mother killing a demon in their living room at the time
Most important childhood memory: The day she taught herself how to c*ck a gun
Why: It would affect her whole childhood
Childhood hero: Robert Plant
Dream job: Author, Musician
Education: High school, a year of college before giving up
Religion: Atheist
Finances: Small amounts
Present
Current location: All across America
Currently living with: N/A
Pets: Mayhem, a German Sheppard
Religion: Atheist
Occupation: Hunter
Finances: Small amounts here and there
Family
Mother: Jane Kearney
Relationship with her: Good
Father: Tom Kearney
Relationship with him: On and off again
Siblings: Jake (deceased)
Relationship with them: Great, but nonexistent
Spouse: N/A
Relationship with him/her: N/A
Children: N/A
Relationship with them: N/A
Other important family members: The hunters as a whole
Favorites
Color: Teal
Least favorite color: Pink
Music: Classic rock
Food: Could care less as long as it's edible
Literature: N/A
Form of entertainment: Hunting
Expressions: N/A
Mode of transportation: Car
Most prized possession: Her father's '73 Ford Thunderbird
Habits
Hobbies: Guitar, sharpening knives, twirling knives
Plays a musical instrument? Yes, guitar
Plays a sport? Sometimes, volleyball
How he/she would spend a rainy day: Listening to music or driving to the next hunt
Spending habits: Food, sometimes clothing such as new hiking boots
Smokes: No
Drinks: Yes
Other drugs: No
What does he/she do too much of? Ignoring people
What does he/she do too little of? Listening to people
Extremely skilled at: Hunting
Extremely unskilled at: People skills
Nervous tics: Scratching her chin, biting her nails
Usual body posture: Upright
Mannerisms: Polite when needed
Peculiarities: Extremely tall, a weird sixth sense
Traits
Optimist or pessimist? Pessimist
Introvert or extrovert? Extroverted introvert
Daredevil or cautious? Daredevil
Logical or emotional? Logical
Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat? Disorderly and messy
Prefers working or relaxing? Working
Confident or unsure of himself/herself? Confident
Animal lover? She loves her dog, Mayhem
Self-perception
How he/she feels about himself/herself: Confident (sometimes)
One word the character would use to describe self: Driven
One paragraph description of how the character would describe self: N/A
What does the character consider his/her best personality trait? Badass/driven
What does the character consider his/her worst personality trait? Hunter
What does the character consider his/her best physical characteristic? Her eyes
What does the character consider his/her worst physical characteristic? Her height
How does the character think others perceive him/her: A terrible person, an idiot
What would the character most like to change about himself/herself: Her childhood
Relationships with others
Opinion of other people in general: Meh
Does the character hide his/her true opinions and emotions from others? Yes
Person character most hates: Lucifer
Best friend(s): N/A
Love interest(s):N/A (at least at the moment)
Person character goes to for advice: Father
Person character feels responsible for or takes care of: Her brother (deceased)
Person character feels shy or awkward around: Sometimes other hunters
Person character openly admires: Her parents
Person character secretly admires: Hunters
Most important person in character’s life before story starts: Her parents
After story starts: Depends on roleplay