__Personal;;
Alias: Coop
Role Playing Experience: Seven Years
Other Characters: Dawn Summers
Contact Information: PM
How Did You Hear About Slaying The Supernatural: Made it

__Character Application;;
Canon/Original: Canon
Celebrity: Jensen Ackles
Full Name: Dean Winchester
Nicknames:
Age: 29
Race: Human
Occupation: Demon Hunter/Con Artist
Gender: Male
Living Quarters: The cheapest motel available
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Marital Status: Single

__Family;;
Mother - Mary Winchester
Father - John Winchester
Brother - Samuel Winchester

Visual:

__Appearance;;
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 175 lbs
Hair Color: Light Brown
Eye Color: Green Hazel
Defining Scars: Though Dean does encounter many battles that should have him looking like he made out with Scissorhands, most of his scars are healed over and barely noticable. However, the one that he does have is a single line across the arc of Dean's left hipbone, made by some unholy spirit's lash once meant for Sam.

__Personality;;
Likes: Food, sex, his car above all else. He loves to pick on his pain in the ass little brother, and also enjoys Porn. Just, not as much as his brother.

Dislikes: Clows, Planes, people messing with his car and demons- who, he is convinced, always lie... and with good reason.

Flaws: Dean is your Jump In It kind of guy, whether it consists of fighting or or the opposite sex. He also has a large fear of commitment, yet deep down inside wonders what it would be like to settle down and have a family of his own.

Habits: Chewing with his mouth open, is on a high list for Dean Winchester. He also has a habit of letting his eyes wonder, whenever a beautiful women passes, even if he is having a serious conversation. Which, brings me to the next key factor, he overuses his sarcasm at the most innopropriate times and ways.

Skills: Due to his father's training and his years of experience, Dean has several notable advantages for a human and is a formidable hunter and combatant. He is superbly proficient in hand-to-hand/close quarters combat and has demonstrated proficiency in knife fighting as well, using a blade on several occasions. He is an exceptional shot, capable of achieving excellent accuracy with most weapons, and is well-versed in the use of multiple types of firearms, although he prefers his Colt 1911 and sawn-off shotgun. He also possesses considerable demolitions training and apparently is knowledgable in the science of chemistry, as he has been shown to be capable of making improvised explosive devices through the use of common chemicals. Dean is extremely proficient at tracking, hunting and killing various supernatural creatures and has considerable knowledge of these creatures, their habits, weaknesses, appearance, ways of disguising themselves among humans, methods of killing, and where they normally prefer to live and hunt.

In addition to his combat skills, Dean is a skilled driver and a accomplished mechanic. He knows the inner workings of the Impala so well that he can often detect when something is wrong with his "baby" merely by listening closely. He has demonstrated great proficiency at reading and manipulating people and assessing a given situation through observation, is a competent con artist, and is knowledgable in how police, the fire department and various other agencies-such as the FBI, Home Land Security and Center for Disease Control operate and respond to emergencies. Dean is also highly adept at escape and evasion, and can effectively remain unseen and move silently when the situation requires stealth. He is highly resourceful as well, is capable of quickly disabling and hacking various electronic devices-such as home security systems-and can quickly bypass (pick) most standard locks.

Weaknesses: While on the higher list, his weaknesses are fiesty women; the more seriousness of this category would fall to Sam, his younger brother of four years. Dean has already traded his life for his brother's, and inteands on keeping him alive. Even if that means hiding the fact that Sam can't save him when his year is finally up.

Weapon(s) of choice: Dean tends to use a chromed Colt 1911 with pearl grips. He also uses a sawed off double barrel shotgun when he needs extra firepower. Dean has also been seen with a sniper rifle and has shown to posses a large Machete that he keeps in the trunk of his most prized possession; his black 1967 Chevrolet Impala.

__History;;
Dean Winchester was born on January 24, 1979 to John and Mary Winchester. Dean was the couple's first-born child and oldest son, four years older than his younger brother, Samuel Winchester. He drives a black four-door 1967 Chevrolet Impala (which was given to him by his father) and is a fan of classic rock music. He always wears a brass amulet on a long black cloth band necklace given to Dean when he was young, from Sam as a christmas present. It is clearly quite important to Dean, Although the necklace was meant for their dad. He is attatched to the different watches and wristbands that he wears, and also always wears a silver ring. Never once taking it off.

From an early age, he was trained by his father John Winchester to hunt down and kill things of the supernatural, but unlike his brother he shows no resentment toward his father for being "raised like a warrior", feeling that after his mother's violent death, his father raised him and his younger brother the only way that he knew how at the time. He seems to prefer "the hunt" to the possibility of a normal life. Due to his father's training, he has several notable advantages for a human: he is an exceptional shot, has knowledge beyond the norm regarding the supernatural, is a skilled fighter, and appears to have some proficiency with melee weapons. He is also the only one allowed to call his brother "Sammy". When giving false names, he frequently gives the names of rock musicians. He also appears to be a fan of Jack Nicholson and possibly watches Oprah. He tends to make light of some of his and Sam's adventures and is known to use crude humor and make sexual innuendos. He is terrified of flying and claims that it is the reason why he drives everywhere. Dean values his family's safety over anything else, even going so far as to kill a demon and its human host in order to save Sam's life.

When Dean was four years old, his mother Mary was killed in his younger brother Sam's bedroom. Twenty-two years later, The Demon responsible for their mother's death kills Sam's girlfriend, Jessica Moore. Together, Dean and Sam go on a road trip to fend off supernatural creatures and search for their father, John, who at the time occasionally left new missions for them to complete.

Dean and Sam battle a shapeshifter responsible for a string of brutal murders in the St. Louis, MO area. During the course, the shapeshifter assumes Dean's form, causing police to believe that Dean is responsible for the murders. However, Dean kills the shapeshifter while it is still in his form, and the authorities officially declare him dead.



Throughout the first few months of his father's death Dean struggles, as well as with the knowledge that he was the one who was supposed to have died. Furthermore, he is haunted by his father's last words to him, that was later revealed that John told Dean that The Demon intends to turn Sam evil, and if Dean can not save Sam, Dean must kill his brother.

Later On, Dean is arrested in connection with another series of murders. It is revealed that Dean has a rather impressive police record, with charges over the years including credit card fraud, breaking and entering, and grave desecration. Although Sam and Dean are able to prove that the murders were actually committed by one of the detectives on the case, it is unclear whether or not the charges against Dean were ever officially dropped. However, the problem still remains that the authorities have realized that Dean is not dead, as they had previously believed. A team of FBI agents, led by Special Agent Victor Hendrickson catches up with Dean and Sam in Milwaukee, WI, where attempted bank robbery and several more murders are added to Dean's list of supposed crimes.

Not too long after, just as he arrives to rescue his younger brother, Sam is stabbed and collapses into Dean's arms. Amidst his brother's pleas to stay with him, Sam dies, leaving Dean alone as the last living Winchester. Dean, believing he failed Sam, is too upset to deal with the crushing blow delivered when Sam died, and in a last ditch effort travels to a crossroads to make a deal with the "crossroads demon" for Sam's life in exchange for his soul. In the end Dean is allowed one year to live and Sam is then resurrected. At first, Bobby is the only one to know of what Dean did, because Sam can't remember anything past when Jake stabbed him and Dean makes up a lie about Bobby patching him up. Bobby yells at him for what he did and Dean pleads with him not to tell Sam what he did, as he knows it will destroy Sam knowing Dean sold his soul.

However, the "Yellow-Eyed-Demon" questions Dean if he is sure what he brought back in Sam is "pure" after Sam unhesitatingly kills Jake, unloading several bullets into his head without any sign of remorse. Sam figures out what Dean did by the end, and Dean tells him not to be mad, that he couldn't let Sam die, not like that. Sam vows to get him out of this, no matter what. Dean kills 'The Demon' with the Colt freeing his father's soul but during the battle hundreds of other demons escaped their prison and now Dean and Sam must kill all of them, as well as find a way to save Dean from dying in a year's time.

__Sample Post;;

Feb 4, 2008, 1:55am, Dean Winchester wrote:

She's the one that keeps me all excited. She keeps me begging for more. She's the one that deems me Uninvited. ...Now, it's over. Dean's eyes narrowed, as she spat off to him. The anger in her voice, being flushed away by the depth of her eyes as their pierced right through his soul. He could feel his temper welling up inside his chest, but he let her speak. Every word she said, tore into him like a knife, across his throat. All of her rage, spilling into his mind through her words, and Dean lowered his head. Dem continued, as he stared at the floor. Telling him that without him there's only the two, and that Demons lie. "Your selfish, and I'm starting to think you just really don't give a shit." She shrugged, before raising her arms to cross over her chest. Dean had had enough. This was bullshit. "I'm selfish?! I'm the one who's going to die, and I'm selfish because I want you two to be safe when I'm gone? That's Horse Shit!" Dean reaped, slamming his fist against the already broken door, before taking a step toward her. The heat coming off from him like nothing before, as he just felt the urge to pick her up and slam her words into the dirt. "Face it, Dem, You can't save me! If there were a way out of this, don't ya think I would'a found it already?! Don't you Dare sit there and lecture me about trying, because Damn it... I have looked, I have searched, I have Tried!" Dean yelled, as the veins in his neck bulged showing every inch of anger in his mind. He was cracking up. He knew he didn't have too much time left, and ...Hell, maybe she was right. Maybe, he was giving up. Raising his hand with his words, he looked as if he had something more to say, but when he opened his mouth, no words left them. Dean shook his head, and turned away from the brunette. Grabbing his jacket from the chair, and heading out that door with the loud slamming as his company. As he sat inside his baby, he slammed the door and shook off the entire conversation. Sucking in a sniffle, caused by his yelling, and raising his hand to his head, as the pain seemed to gain. He'd been getting these migraines of late. He figured it was stress. Stress from knowing he wasn't going to make it much longer. Stress from knowing that Sam wasn't ready. Stress from having to leave he and Dem behind. Too bad Stress wasn't the problem. Too bad the problem, was taking peaks into Dean's head, uninvited. Dean closed his eyes, and took in a couple of breaths as he sat there. His keys still in his pocket, and his mouth dry from his word- or, possibly those salt and vinegar chips he didn't finish sitting there on that desk. "Demon's Lie..." he said to himself, as he looked out into the darkness in front of him. Maybe, the little brat was right. Ruby was good at keeping her secrets. "Okay, Bitch...How about we try this again?" He said aloud, brushing his hand past his nose as he let out one more frustrated sniffle, before readjusting his rear-view mirror, to see the blond sitting in his back seat. "Stop calling me Bitch." Ruby spoke.