Cole

[colin]

[app] Cole H. Godefroy[/app]

[app]Full Name:[/app] Has gone by a lot of names over the years, but this century he goes by Cole. Harou Godefroy
[app]Preferred Nickname/Alias:[/app] Cole, Godefroy, or Godfrid same meaning as Godefroy in Scandinavian but easier to say.
[app]Gender:[/app] Doesn’t really have one but appears male
[app]Age:[/app] Barely over a thousand
[app]Sexual Orientation:[/app] Straight
[app]Member Group:[/app] Creature-Reaper
[app]Canon or Original:[/app] Original

Even though Colin is a Reaper, meaning he can look like well, anyone he wants to. He likes to appear as he was when he was living. Standing at 6’5, and weighing in at 225 lean, defined muscles. Colin is the definition of the perfect race Hitler ranted on about. Crystal blue eyes, dark blonde hair, that shine brightly in the sun, rugged five o’clock shadow regardless of the time, and a smile with dimples that can stop women and some man of all ages from breathing.

[app]Face Claim:[/app] Luke Hemsworth

[app]Likes:[/app]

• Women
  
• His new job
  
• his ride
  
• Hamburgers
  
• This century
  
• Video Games
  
• Raining Days
  
• Death
  
• Fellow Reapers
  
• Museums of Viking history

[app]Dislikes:[/app]

• Demons
  
• Angels especially Lucifer & Cas
  
• Most Hunters
  
• Enochian runes
  
• Death’s Scythe
  
• Corn Dogs
  
• Dogs (was eaten by them)
  
• Having time to think about his family
  
• Getting ask what’s on the other side
  
• Cabbages

[app]Strengths:[/app]

• Normal Reapers powers, but has a little bit more strength in the power department than most Reapers do. *This includes some new or advance abilities as well.*
  
• Looks
  
• Teleportation
  
• Healing without transferring it to someone else. *
  
• Can drag someone into the astral plane while they are still alive, but only for a short amount of time. A few hours at most, before the body dies.*
  
• Stronger Telekinesis then some Reapers, and powerful Ghost *

[app]Weaknesses:[/app]

• Enochian runes
  
• Death’s Scythe
  
• Enchian incantations
  
• Female Crying
  
• Children

[app]Fears:[/app]

• Death, he might be his boss, but he scares the shit out of him.
  
• Not being able to get into Valhalla

[app]Secrets:[/app]

• Has let one person live instead of reaping them, and learned the price for it. Reaped the person he was supposed to in the end.
  
• Likes to pose as a Hunter from time to time to get the job done.

[app]Habits and Quirks:[/app]

• Busy hands:When bored Colin likes to play with things, wither it be car keys, railings, books, tables etc. You’ll find his hands running over and through it.
  
• Book Worm: When not on the hunt for some vengeful spirit, or demon. You’ll find Colin nose deep in a book. Sharping his mind.
  
• Boy and his car: If not hunting, or nose in a book. You’ll find Colin tinkering with his car polishing it, working on the engine and so on.

[app]Overall Personality:[/app]

Unlike most people Colin has four sides to him instead of one or even two. One is the very charming, smart, funny young man, always with a smile and a nice thing to say just about anyone, but when you look into his eyes you see not something you would expect from someone that looks so young. The eyes you see are ancient, old and the true. Someone that has seen war, cities rise and fall, more death, carnage, and terror than most could imagine.

The reason for this Colin is when he forced to mingle with others, and mortals that don’t know the world of Hunters, and Monster. His also found through his many years of reaping that it helps to leave a good impression on some. That way it’s easier to reap them later when it’s there time, and his assigned to them.

Most people will mistake this for naïve, and innocence. Most of all make the mistake that Colin doesn’t have a mean bone in his body. This is where we introduce Colin’s second side. This blonde bombshell of a nice boy once was a mighty Viking warrior during his mortal times. It does take a lot to push Colin over the edge now and days. Since he takes almost everything with a smile, but when it does happen. His gentle giant hands turn into two power tools of destruction that know a thing or two about maiming, fighting, and flogging someone.

The third side is the serious on the job Colin, not much can be said about this one. Other than his worse than a Hell Hound on its period. Unless you one of the lucky few that can get Colin during this time to crack a smile. Otherwise his Mr. Doom, and gloom.

Than finally the true Colin, the loner. This is when Colin guard down; just relax for once, without a rod up his ass. Someone that just wants to quit but sees no way out until Death lets him off his leash. This Colin would be the true Colin.

[app]Family:[/app]

• By blood:All Dead
  
• Adopted Father: Death
  
• Brothers & Sisters:All reapers

[app]Overall History:[/app]

Colin was born just over a thousand years ago. In what is now known as Norway. Colin wasn’t born the son of the King or anything like that. He was born to a family that matched the royal family themselves in these times, and area. He was born the son of a blacksmith, but not just any blacksmith but the best arcoss the lands. Many came to buy from his father; even more came to taste the end of his blade. Colin’s father wasn’t just a blacksmith, or sword smith you see, but a fierce Viking warrior.

Colin looked up to his father like he was one of the gods of old. He remembers many days and nights sitting and watching his father strike, bend, wash, and start over again on swords, axes, and even horseshoes until they were just right. He never sold one that wasn’t up to his standards, and never overcharged in coin, but when offered cloths, food, or something else to trade when coin wasn’t a possible payment Colin’s father was happy to take it.

When Colin was old enough he adopted both of his Father’s trades. Years swing away with giant hammers, picking up and carrying orders that were needed to be made and dealer sometimes acrossing lands where horses could not go; helped Colin with the brute strength department, and his time making swords did as well when time came for his first raid. He was a natural, firing arrows from horseback, bashing head on with enemy warriors, swing his sword like it was an art brush. Colin made it seemed simple, and back than it was. Kill, pillage, go home, feast, drink, have sex and be merry.

This continued all the way it was until Colin met his end on his twenty-eight. During a raid on his very own village by enemy forces from the west; a rival village that Colin’s village has been battling for years. Colin was on patrol on the walls of his village, when he was struck by a long arrow. The arrow didn’t kill him, but it threw him off balance and off the wall knocking him out cold. When he awoke he could himself being eaten by battle wolves. It was not a pleasant way to have your life end.

The next time Colin opened his eyes he noticed two things, one he was in one whole piece. Not watching two mutts fight over your liver. The other was that he wasn’t alone. Standing only a few feet away was a Reaper by the name of Hunt. He explained to Colin that instead of going on, he was chosen to be a Reaper, and he would be his mentor.

Hunt taught Colin everything he knew, about the world and its master plan, about what lies beyond it, about his duties as a Reaper, and its many abilities and tricks. It was only thirty years later when Colin was taken off his training wheels, and allowed to Reap alone. This also meant that this would be one of the last times he saw Hunt, before he was resigned to another young Reaper to teach the ropes. The goodbye was shift, and won’t be there last though even though they both won’t see each other for quite some time.

Colin continued to reap over the years, until recently when death was released from Lucifer control and the natural order of things went out of whack, when the Apocalypse didn’t happen. That’s when Death decided to appoint, and promote a very few Deaths some extra juice to right the balance. These promoted reapers will have harder targets and jobs; such as track down, and reap vengeful ghost, creatures that were once human at one point, and occasionally some Demons that did the same.

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[app]Roleplaying Sample:[/app]

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[app]Player Name:[/app] Dante
[app]Player Age:[/app] 20
[app]Years Roleplaying:[/app] 10
[app]Where You Found Us:[/app] a long time ago
[app]Other Characters:[/app] Abiel, Bishop, Azazel
[app]Favorite Supernatural Episode:[/app] All
[app]Favorite Supernatural Character:[/app] Rufus

[Devi B.]

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