app + endgame

[missesthesimplicity]

THE PLAYER
name | Dia
age | 36
contact info | waytogomybro [AIM + plurk]
characters played @ endgame | Adam Young (grewuphuman); Claire Bennet (indestructigirl)

THE CHARACTER
name | Meg [Note: The demon has many names. However, the body it used before this one was named Meg Masters, and is essentially one that the demon has now adopted as its own.]
fandom name| Supernatural
fandom type | tv series
canon point | 8x17
gender | female [Note: She can possess a male form as well but identifies as a female.]
species | demon
alignment | neutral evil [Meg is, ultimately, always going to look out for herself but will always default to the morally bankrupt when given a choice.]
inventory | the clothes she's wearing and an angel killing blade
history | Wiki!
previous game history | n/a
personality | First and foremost, it should be noted (and always remembered) that Meg is nothing more than the remnants of a human soul that was tortured and twisted until all of the goodness that resided within it was destroyed. Her emotions, while complex, are also very base-driven. She doesn't feel sympathy. She doesn't understand the concept of love. Happiness, insofar as she feels it, is found in destroying her enemies and creating chaos among humans. She has zero remorse and her ability to manipulate both people and situations doesn't make her feel guilty but is, instead, a point of pride.

Everything Meg does, she does to further her own agenda which is, simply put, survival. She is completely self-serving, extremely pragmatic, and thinks very quickly on her feet. When she sees loyalties shifting, she can, and will, shift accordingly. When Lucifer was bested by the Winchesters, for example, and Crowley took over Hell, she recognized the bigger threat for her (Crowley) and immediately sought out a way to try and assist the Winchesters in any way possible in the hopes they might destroy him.

Of course, there is proof that Meg is capable of learning and growing emotionally, even as a demon. For example, eventually she does come to seemingly care for a veritably amnesiac Castiel, but even then she continues to shift the focus back on to what she sees as the ultimate goal: destroying the King of Hell. Her sole reason for even being in such a situation comes from her desire to live and she never once takes her eye off that ball. Even when she finally accepts that the feelings are wholly unnatural (for her) yet very much exist, she acknowledges that it's all very confusing and she misses the simpler days when she was not on the side of Team Free Will.

Make no mistake, though. Her confusing feelings for one errant angel most definitely do not define her. If anything, it's very much the exception rather than the rule. Ultimately, she is an evil, soulless creature from Hell whose sole purpose is to kill, maim, and destroy and who enjoys every last second of it.

abilities |
→ learned | She is a master at both giving and receiving torture (physical, mental, and emotional); she's capable of hand to hand combat as well as the use of various weapons; speaks several languages fluently
→ supernatural | superhuman strength and durability; ability to teleport; can possess humans; telekinetic; telepathic (note: she can only read the thoughts/memories of those she possesses and only while possessing them)
weaknesses | physically her human body can be harmed like any other, but she can (and will) heal it quickly and bounce back extremely fast from such an attack) she can also be harmed by holy water, a knife designed for killing demons, an angel killing blade, and the Colt (any of these injuries, if sustained, would also affect the demon, not simply the body being possessed)

third person sample | Meg didn't know what in the hell was going on but she wasn't complaining. One second she'd been face to face with Crowley, and pretty sure she was about to actually get her ass killed this time, and then she was... somewhere that wasn't the alley above one of Lucifer's crypts. That was literally as far as she'd gotten.

Well that, and the understanding that whoever, or whatever, had plucked her right out of the clutches of the self proclaimed King of Hell had to have power in spades. Which was mildly intriguing, really, considering the last time Meg had sensed someone topside with that level of muscle, it was her Father.

Not that she thought that was the case this time. Yes, the power felt familiar, eerily so, but it wasn't him. Close, but not quite.

Of course, she really didn't care who it was at the moment. Whoever it was, they'd taken her out of harm's way and clearly were a threat in their own right. Those reasons alone were enough to make her take notice. She wasn't going to do anything stupid like swearing allegiance from the jump but she was willing to listen. Especially, she decided as she glanced around, because if nothing else they had one thing that Crowley had significantly lacked.

Taste.

Wherever it was she ended up, it was nice. Expensive furniture, priceless art, even the architecture screamed big money. It looked like some sort of hotel suite, or maybe a room that was once a lobby with one hell of a makeover. Whatever it was, Meg was impressed.

"Well," she commented idly, a grin flickering across her face, "I'm definitely feeling the digs." Then, sliding the angel killing blade she'd been holding back into the waistband of her pants, she honed in on the power she was sensing and, allowing it to guide her, began making her way toward what she assumed was the exit. It was time, she decided, to have a face to face with the newest, most powerful player in town.

anything else | nope!