Dean's time in Hell did quite a number on him all around, and forced him to face some of the darker sides of himself. He was already emotionally stunted before he did time there: but coming out the other side has screwed him up royally. He has an even more difficult time forging new emotional connections than he did before, and he's never been particularly good at making himself vulnerable by making friends in the first place. Dean may rock a serious ego on the outside, but in reality, he hates himself, and the things he's been through, and feels a constant need to prove himself. It's important to note that when Dean started his stint in hell, he had no idea he was ever going to leave. When he began his tutelage under Alastair, he expected to be doing that for the rest of eternity, and had ten years to try and emotionally equip himself to deal with that realization and harden himself to it. This involved grasping onto a certain level of disconnect, while very stubbornly attempting to hang onto what made him human, so that he wouldn't become a demon and a failure to his brother. This was a major source of angst for him when he returned from the grave to find Sam on demon juice: after he'd struggled so hard to maintain himself, Sam had all but thrown himself at taking a step towards becoming a demon while he was still alive.
There's a part of Dean that is always going to be subconsciously jealous of Sam's independence, however. He was jealous of the love that their father had for Sam, even when Dean was the more obedient son, and he's incredibly envious of the fact that somehow Sam can compartmentalize the 'hunter' thing, and make attempts at a normal life: college, girlfriend, career, etc. It's one of the reasons he pushed so hard to get Sam to admit he couldn't escape these things; because if he could, it meant that maybe there was something wrong with the choices Dean had made, and he didn't want to face that.
Abilities:
While he doesn't possess any innate superhuman powers, Dean's been trained since a very young age in hunting supernatural beings, and he possesses a wide array of knowledge on that subject. He's proficient with a variety of firearms and bladed weapons, but also skilled in utilizing improvised weaponry, and able to combat hand to hand in a fist fight. He was apprenticed to the demon Alastair for a decade in hell, and as such, is highly qualified in the art of torture. Dean's skilled in tracking as well, and has a life time of experience in the realm of investigation, including questioning people and reading behavioral cues. He can be an incredibly charming individual when he... wants to be, and is especially good at getting his way with women.
He has extensive knowledge of creating explosive devices, often from limited resources, and seems to have a good grasp of practical chemical and electrical engineering, as far as it relates to his profession. He's got a lot of shady skills as well, manipulating credit cards, creating fake IDs, picking locks, escape artistry, stealth, carjacking, etc. etc. He knows how to use a variety of supernatural tools, and even learned the spell to banish angels back from heaven. He's a great driver, pool hustler, and mechanic.
He's also adept at ruining lives.
Sample Entry:
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I'm Dean, I'm here to rescue you, blah blah. Let's get this straight though: I'll do the job, but then I'm getting out of here, as soon as it's done.
I'm not here to make friends. I'm not here to have sharing time after every mission.
But you need some weird-ass monster killed? I'm your man.
So what kind of skills is everybody packin'?
First person sample used for Counted Stars:
Did someone typo my contract? Because last time I checked, sending me to rock out with the Jedi wasn't exactly my personal idea of what Hell was gonna be like.
Not that I'm complaining over here. Maybe I did enough good deeds to make it through the pearly Lucas ranch gates anyways.
So where's the Falcon? I wanna see that baby up close and personal. And bring on the alien babes. Blue chicks, green chicks, Jabba dancing chicks, ones with crescent rolls on the sides of their heads - I don't care. If this is heaven, I'm not gonna be choosy.
... Also, what the shit is a 'gizka' and do I want to order it for dinner or get tested to make sure I don't have it?
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Dean's time in Hell did quite a number on him all around, and forced him to face some of the darker sides of himself. He was already emotionally stunted before he did time there: but coming out the other side has screwed him up royally. He has an even more difficult time forging new emotional connections than he did before, and he's never been particularly good at making himself vulnerable by making friends in the first place. Dean may rock a serious ego on the outside, but in reality, he hates himself, and the things he's been through, and feels a constant need to prove himself. It's important to note that when Dean started his stint in hell, he had no idea he was ever going to leave. When he began his tutelage under Alastair, he expected to be doing that for the rest of eternity, and had ten years to try and emotionally equip himself to deal with that realization and harden himself to it. This involved grasping onto a certain level of disconnect, while very stubbornly attempting to hang onto what made him human, so that he wouldn't become a demon and a failure to his brother. This was a major source of angst for him when he returned from the grave to find Sam on demon juice: after he'd struggled so hard to maintain himself, Sam had all but thrown himself at taking a step towards becoming a demon while he was still alive.
There's a part of Dean that is always going to be subconsciously jealous of Sam's independence, however. He was jealous of the love that their father had for Sam, even when Dean was the more obedient son, and he's incredibly envious of the fact that somehow Sam can compartmentalize the 'hunter' thing, and make attempts at a normal life: college, girlfriend, career, etc. It's one of the reasons he pushed so hard to get Sam to admit he couldn't escape these things; because if he could, it meant that maybe there was something wrong with the choices Dean had made, and he didn't want to face that.
Abilities:
While he doesn't possess any innate superhuman powers, Dean's been trained since a very young age in hunting supernatural beings, and he possesses a wide array of knowledge on that subject. He's proficient with a variety of firearms and bladed weapons, but also skilled in utilizing improvised weaponry, and able to combat hand to hand in a fist fight. He was apprenticed to the demon Alastair for a decade in hell, and as such, is highly qualified in the art of torture. Dean's skilled in tracking as well, and has a life time of experience in the realm of investigation, including questioning people and reading behavioral cues. He can be an incredibly charming individual when he... wants to be, and is especially good at getting his way with women.
He has extensive knowledge of creating explosive devices, often from limited resources, and seems to have a good grasp of practical chemical and electrical engineering, as far as it relates to his profession. He's got a lot of shady skills as well, manipulating credit cards, creating fake IDs, picking locks, escape artistry, stealth, carjacking, etc. etc. He knows how to use a variety of supernatural tools, and even learned the spell to banish angels back from heaven. He's a great driver, pool hustler, and mechanic.
He's also adept at ruining lives.
Sample Entry:
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First person sample used for Woods Between:
You know, it really never freakin' ends.
I'm Dean, I'm here to rescue you, blah blah. Let's get this straight though: I'll do the job, but then I'm getting out of here, as soon as it's done.
I'm not here to make friends. I'm not here to have sharing time after every mission.
But you need some weird-ass monster killed? I'm your man.
So what kind of skills is everybody packin'?
First person sample used for Counted Stars:
Did someone typo my contract? Because last time I checked, sending me to rock out with the Jedi wasn't exactly my personal idea of what Hell was gonna be like.
Not that I'm complaining over here. Maybe I did enough good deeds to make it through the pearly Lucas ranch gates anyways.
So where's the Falcon? I wanna see that baby up close and personal. And bring on the alien babes. Blue chicks, green chicks, Jabba dancing chicks, ones with crescent rolls on the sides of their heads - I don't care. If this is heaven, I'm not gonna be choosy.
... Also, what the shit is a 'gizka' and do I want to order it for dinner or get tested to make sure I don't have it?