Ben Winchester

[Ben Isaac Winchester]

Ben Isaac Winchester*

The Vitals*

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Name

--- >> Benjamin Isaac Winchester

Nicknames

--- >> Ben, Benny-boo (reserved for Chey and the girls)

Age

--- >> 35

Date of Birth

--- >> August 7, 2000

Employment

--- >> Part-time mechanic, sometime carpenter, all the time lady’s man and full time monster killer.

Education

--- >> High school grad.

Alignment

--- >> Neutral (Good on a…well, a good day)

Blood Group

--- >> B+

Sexuality

--- >> Straight

Species

--- >> Human - Hunter

Powers

--- >> Other than the ability to systematically track and annihilate monsters? Just the power to reincarnate broken down muscle cars, and wink a girl out of her panties in t-minus ten.

Mother

--- >> Lisa (Braedon) Winchester

Father

--- >> Biological father unknown

Brothers

--- >> Ryder Winchester

Sisters

--- >> Chey Winchester

Children

--- >> N/A

Other Family

--- >> Dean Winchester – Stepfather, Adoptive Father
The Blair Family – Adopted family and/or extended family

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All About Image*

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Celebrity Claim

--- >> Eddie Cibrian

Height

--- >> 5’8”

Build

--- >> Moderately built and muscled enough to hold his own against the monsters that haunt the normal world.

Eye Color

--- >> Light brown

Hair Color

--- >> Black

Distinguishing Marks

--- >> There’s a strange looking tattoo on his left pec, that looks oddly like a Latin sigil.

Piercings

--- >> N/A

Tattoos

--- >> A few protection tattoos on his lower abdomen and upper chest, along with a Celtic ring around his upper arm.

Best Feature

--- >> His protective nature

Worst Feature

--- >> His protective nature; can anyone say ‘stubborn, pig headed and smothering?’

Personal Style

--- >> Just the average comfort clothing; worn out jeans, thick soled shoes, and the coveted leather jacket he got from Daddy Dean on his 14th birthday. It’s a bit tight, but what the hell; nothing can compare to memories, right?

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Personal Qualities*

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Likes

--- >> Hunting
--- >> Classic Rock and (unbeknownst to anyone) old country songs
--- >> Hard to catch women
--- >> Lying on the hood of his car at night
--- >> Traveling
--- >> His family

Dislikes

--- >> Staying in one place for too long
--- >> Authority figures
--- >> Being close to people he doesn’t know
--- >> Backwoods cops
--- >> Mini-Vans (seriously, they give him heartburn)
--- >> Anything that isn’t human and/or tries to bite his face off

Strengths

--- >> Is ridiculously loyal
--- >> Would do anything for his family
--- >> Is very protective of his loved ones
--- >> Has a tactical mind
--- >> Is intelligent
--- >> Compassionate

Weaknesses

--- >> Tends to act before thinking sometimes
--- >> His family
--- >> Whipped cream
--- >> Hard to catch women
--- >> A good party
--- >> A challenging hunt

Dreams

--- >> What does any man approaching the big 4-0 club dream about? A trip back to his twenties, the ability to stand up without cracking his joints, the ability to erase the knowledge that all those fast food joints he’d hit up on the way was going to make him a vegetable by the time he hits 50…
In all seriousness, Ben’s dream is to have his family back; to have his brother forgive him, and be close to his sister once more.

Fears

--- >> That, because of his actions or his lack of emotion at critical points in his life, will leave him all alone in the world, without family or friends.

Pet Peeve

--- >> Being told that he’s wrong. Hell, who’s the eldest son of the famed Dean Winchester? Do NOT tell him that the werewolf is coming from the east, dammit!

Worst Habit

--- >> Tends to be a bit over protective…not to mention very trigger happy.

Biggest Secret

--- >> If not for the hope that somewhere, deep, deep down in his siblings’ hearts, they still love him…Ben really doesn’t have a reason to live. Oh yeah; hunt the big bad wolf and save people he doesn’t even know, people that don’t even give a crap about his welfare, only their own. Screw that, man. He fights because it’s in his adoptive blood, because he’s good at it, and because there might be one less djinn that his siblings have to face. Without them, why not just put a bullet in his brain and find out what Hell’s all about?

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The Big Ones*

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Personality

--- >> Sarcastic, thy name is Benjamin Winchester. Forget the fact that Daddy Dearest is the King of All That Is Cynicism; Ben puts the ‘S’ in smart-ass. He hates showing any emotion, so he’ll joke, poke and insult his way into changing the subject. He’s also a bit of a man’s man, and will become very insulted if partnered up with a girl.

Unless she has a nice butt, and gives him all the right signals. What? Can’t a red blooded guy be just a little chauvinistic? It’s not like because he has ‘Winchester’ in his name, he has to be all boyscout Superman, or anything…

Also on the man’s man note; if there’s a girl crying somewhere, or some civvy going into shock over there? Well, if there’s no chance of his getting a bit of a reward for his efforts (wink, wink, nudge, nudge), he’s the one back peddling behind the tree.

Ever want to freak Ben out? Go try to cry on his brawny shoulder.

But aside from that, Ben is the one who’s always trying to put the weight of the world on his shoulders. He’d rather himself be torn up, tortured or almost decapitated, than see the ones he cares about get a paper cut.

History

--- >> Ben was originally born Ben Braedon, to a Lisa Braedon, on August 7th, 2000. He lived a rather unremarkable life; he went to school, did his homework, ate his vegetables and loved his mommy. He was just an average kid, living in an average part of Suburbia.

That is, until a certain Dean Winchester came roaring into town.

He remembered the dude; dressed like a less chain-loving biker, with some kind of shocked expression on his face every time he went and did his business. What, had he never seen a guy (okay, maybe kid, at that time) makes a cute girl blush over birthday cake? It wasn’t like he was socially retarded or something… But, in the end, he supposed that all the staring panned out; he got his first self defense lesson out of everything. Dean was really cool about that; showing him how to relocate a bully’s nuts from their crotch to their esophagus. It was a dirty move, but definitely one that came in handy, in later years.

Shortly after Dean’s arrival, Ben found himself kidnapped by a very annoying woman, who didn’t seem to want to respond to his demands to be returned home. The other kidnapped kids around him were kind of freaking him out, with their whining and crying, and he really needed to get out of Dodge. Unbeknownst to him, said scary lady was a mother Changling, whose babies were feeding on his own Mommy Dearest. Another point for Dean Winchester, who saved the day, returning actual son to his mother.

After that, things attempted to go back to normal. He continued to go to school, eat his vegetables and do his homework…but that nagging feeling that there was something happening, something concerning the really cool guy that dropped into his life, was too much to resist. So, he did the only thing a kid of eight could do; he left his mom a note, scooped up all his paperboy savings and skipped town.

In hindsight, he probably should have planned out how the hell he was planning on finding a guy who went from state to state hunting monsters, and who didn’t have an true ID to save his life. Thank God for a certain Lexi Blair and family, or he’d probably have slunk home with his tail between his legs.

For almost six months, Ben stayed with Max and Lexi Blair and grew quite close to them in the meantime. He was present when Lexi brought little Bastian into the world, and for the first time in his life, he knew what it was like to be a big brother. He loved that family; still loves them and thinks of Blair and Simi as his siblings…God help them.

Finally, and with a look that promised all kinds of hellfire when they got back home, Lisa came to collect Ben. He might have been grounded for the rest of his life, but what the hell, right? He’d tried to search for a man that his gut practically cemented ‘Dad’ and found himself an extended family. Anyway, everything worked out in the end, right? After all that, one little dinner with mom when he was ten got him exactly what he wanted: Dean showed up on the Braedon doorstep, and life was changed forever.

The road was windy and emotional turbulence shook their family like crazy, but in the end, Ben was gifted with two younger siblings; Ryder and Chevrolet. He was already getting into high school when Ryder was born, and following his dad on various hunting trips (whether he liked it or not) when Chey came along, but he loved his siblings like crazy. They were a balm in a world that he didn’t belong in. Sure, high school was like that for every kid going through all that puberty crap…but seriously, his being the only weirdo who knew about demonic rituals and actual Boogeymen didn’t exactly make him the most popular kid in the place. He felt like everyone around him was living their lives with blindfolds on, and it was very hard for him to make ‘normal’ friends. Not even when he was enrolled in the Hunter’s Academy did he really let himself get close to anyone. He loved to flirt with the ladies, sure, and had a few girlfriends here and there…but none of them really knew him, and he aimed to keep it that way.

Thus, his family became his center; his rock. He felt like some kind of superhero, when he took Ryder on his first hunt. Freaked out that his little brother might get hurt in the process, sure…but hell, man, here was someone at his back that he could trust! Not to mention that he felt like all kinds of bad ass when he started teaching ‘ol Ry the ropes. Yeah, okay, so maybe Daddy Dean had made sure all his kids were big on the self defense and protection rituals, but for that one point in time, he was able to teach his younger brother the ways of life as a Hunter.

Just leave it to his freaking luck in life, to have one of their first solo hunts turn into a vampire coven blood bath. Unbeknownst to Ben, Ryder’s pregnant girlfriend had wandered into the bar, right about the time that the vamps went bat shit crazy and tore up the place. Most of the civvy’s inside were attacked and killed, but it was the bloody wound on his brother that caught his attention. He ignored Ryder’s pleas to save the naggingly familiar girl bleeding out near the pool table, practically dragging him out of the bar and to the hospital. He had to hand it to the kid; even when half dead from blood loss, he was still able to pack one helluva punch. Enough to do a big brother proud, right?

Wrong. That frozen look of horror that he’d ignored in the field had lain on a face that was more than a bit familiar. He’d seen Christine, Ryder’s beloved girlfriend, around the family house more than once…but in the thick of the chaos, he’d dismissed her as ‘not family’ and left her there to turn into a vampire. He, not Ryder, had let the love of his brother’s life die alone in a dirty, blood covered bar…and come back as a blood crazed monster of the night.

It wasn’t exactly rocket science when he didn’t defend himself against Ryder’s grief-stricken rage, and didn’t go after him when he disappeared from the house. He knew that Chey and his parents wanted him to go after him…but deep down, he knew that some things could never be forgiven. To this day, he wishes that he could turn back the clock, and have his throat ripped out, if only for his brother’s happiness.

Thus began the hunter’s slow descent into self loathing. Behind that cocky grin and sarcastic remarks, Ben’s really just waiting for a good time to die. He’d like to live long enough to see his brother happy again, and his sister talk to him like she used to when she was a kid, but he really doesn’t have much hope for it. He remembered tea parties with little Chey; folding his lanky self into a tiny plastic chair, so he could share invisible tea and stale cookies with Mr. Bear and a sad looking stuffed octopus. When Chey went into college, however, she became as uncommunicative as his brother, and his fate was sealed.

Everyone dies alone, he supposed. So, he hunts; he fights monsters, saves the day and lives life to its fullest. What else could a guy ask for?

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Out Of Character*

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Name

--- >> Jay

Roleplay Experience

--- >> Too damn long!

Where Did You Find Us?

--- >> Optional

Any Other Characters?

--- >> NINJA, BOO!

Anything To Add?

--- >> Still love you long time. ;3

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