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Posted: May 18 2016, 08:08 PM
I'm walkin' on sunshine, woah-oh!
Despite a generally anxious undercurrent, Charlie has a sunny disposition. She's pleasant and approachable, although slightly awkward socially. She's unsettled and resettled quite a bit and she's gotten used to losing people. This makes it difficult for her to make and keep close friends. This difficulty has only increased as she's joined the hunting lifestyle.
Charlie is very intelligent and genuinely likes to help people, even though she might be afraid to do it at times. This fear sometimes gets in her way, causing her to run away from things or to miss opportunities. However, Charlie is always learning and growing, constantly evolving and reinventing herself. She's not perfect, but she tries her best and that's going to have to be good enough.
Charlie is fond of women. While she's not much of an active flirt, she does appreciate a pretty lady and isn't too shy to say so. She likes a good drink at a good bar, and she wouldn't say no to female companionship. Of course, there is the whole pesky double life thing she has going on. That could complicate things.
The death of Charlie's parents as a kid deeply affected her. She still carries a bit of guilt over it, despite trying to work past it. If she hadn't been too scared to remain at that sleepover, maybe her parents would still be alive. It's not something she likes to dwell on, but it is a deeply-rooted issue. She finds moving forward to be helpful, doing her best not to dwell on the past.
Commitment frightens Charlie. Commitment to relationships, names, addresses – anything, really. She got very used to uprooting all the time and never having to settle into anyone or anything for too long. A part of this is because she's terrified of getting attached to places, people, and things because losing them would be very painful.
Charlie doesn't have much of a poker face. She wears her emotions and it's very difficult for her to hide them. It's why she's terrible at undercover. This makes her very honest. If she picks up on something strange or if something bothers her, more often than not she'll mention it. Charlie doesn't hold grudges. If something unfortunate happens she wants to get through it and move past it as quickly as possible. This sometimes means she doesn't properly deal with her emotions and they can creep up on her at odd times.
Charlie was born Celeste Middleton in 1985. Her mother, Gertrude, used to read her fantasy novels, one of which was The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien. This instilled in Charlie a love of fantasy, supernatural, and science fiction tales.
When Charlie was twelve her parents were in a car accident on their way to pick her up early from a sleepover. Her father was killed while her mother was kept alive on life support, though she was brain-dead. The accident left Charlie quite troubled and guilt-ridden and caused her to act out. After Charlie stole a video game by hacking the company's server, altered it, and released it for free she was arrested. This crime led Charlie to a life on the run.
For sixteen years, Charlie moved from place to place and changed aliases regularly, using her hacking skills to pay her mother's hospital bills. All the while Charlie visited her mother whenever she could and read their favorite stories aloud to her.
Charlie was employed by Richard Roman Enterprises working in IT. She was tasked with decrypting a mysterious hard drive that contained information on creatures called leviathans, among other things. Concerned, Charlie went to find her supervisor in the parking garage, only to see him copied and eaten by a leviathan. This was how Charlie discovered monsters were real.
Hunters Sam and Dean Winchester tracked the hard drive to Charlie's apartment and ended up enlisting Charlie's help in breaking into Dick Roman's office and hacking into his emails. She helped Sam and Dean retrieve a package being sent to Dick so they could plant a borax bomb in its place. However, the borax left Dick unharmed and he locked the building. The ghost of Bobby Singer attacked Dick as Charlie tried to escape and her arm was broken. She was rescued by Sam and Dean, but left town shortly after and had no interest in further contact with the Winchesters.
Under the name Carrie Heinlein, Charlie carved out a new life and became heavily involved in a LARP community for a game called Moondoor. When Sam and Dean arrived to investigate the deaths of her two of her fellow LARPers, Charlie wanted to run away again, fearing becoming a target for the supernatural. However, she agreed to help Sam and Dean with the investigation. Charlie was ultimately captured by Gilda, a fairy being forced to harm people on someone else's behalf. Charlie was attracted to Gilda and warmed up to her quickly. When Sam and Dean arrived to rescue Charlie, they were surprised to find her making out with her "captor." LARPer Gerry was revealed to be the one behind the violent deaths of the others, with his goal being to take out his competition prior to the big in-game battle. As Sam and Dean fought to defeat Gerry, Charlie destroyed Gerry's spellbook with Gilda's direction. After Gilda was free she took Gerry back to her home dimension. Having a change of heart, Charlie decided to stop running and try to settle down and make a life for herself. Sam and Dean helped Charlie's LARP army win the in-game Battle of the Kingdoms and she told them to call her if they ever needed anything.
While visiting her mother in Topeka, Charlie learned of a potential case and contacted Sam and Dean, helping them both in research and in the field. The Winchesters introduced Charlie to The Bunker and the Men of Letters history. During this case Charlie was attacked by a djinn. In order to rescue Charlie from her nightmare loop, Dean had to enter the dream as well using African Dream Root. Charlie was trapped in the video game she'd stolen and she had to protect the patients in a hospital from vampire soldiers. When Dean discovered one of the dream patients was Charlie's mother, he realized the djinn was feeding off of Charlie's worst fear: losing her mother. Dean helped Charlie come to the realization that she had to let her mother go, which she did after awaking from the nightmare.
After the death of her mother and her various experiences with monsters, Charlie became a fledgling hunter. Sam and Dean enlisted Charlie's help to break into an old computer and were surprised (and a bit concerned) to learn she'd hunted a ghost and a vampire on her own. As they wait for Charlie's table to hack the ancient computer's files, a massive web grew out of the back wall. This web contained a woman name Dorothy of the Wizard of Oz tales. While Charlie was excited to discover Dorothy was real, she was disappointed to discover that the real events the beloved stories were based on were much darker. Charlie worked with Sam, Dean, and Dorothy to defeat The Wicked Witch. She and Dorothy made poppy seed bullets, but were only able to make four, making combat difficult. When the witch attempted to kill Dean to get the key to Oz, Charlie jumped in front of a bullet and saved him, but died as a result. She was revived by an angel possessing Sam in secret (Gadreel, also known as Ezekiel). Dean told Charlie she was knocked unconscious, but she later learned she'd actually been dead and it freaked her out a little. Dorothy and Charlie found a pair of "ruby slippers" with pointy heels, which Charlie used to stab the witch and kill her. Charlie agreed to return to Oz with Dorothy to help free Oz from evil forces. Charlie told Dean she knew the truth about her death and revival, but agreed not to tell Sam. Charlie then left with Dorothy, hoping to find magic and adventure in Oz.
Now, Charlie has returned from Oz, her job there done for the moment, and she hopes to use her new skills to aid people in her own world.
Note: The characters I'm including here are also mine. Since they won't interact much on the site I thought this would be fun.
The bar wasn't much to look at. It was an ugly, building made of dull brick. The windows were tiny and covered from the inside. Charlie stood a few feet outside the door, hoisting the strap of her bag onto her shoulder. She studied the heavy black door.
"Okay, maybe it looks a little creepy," she muttered to herself. "But, hey, you've seen creepy before. How bad could it be?"
Brushing a strand of hair out of her eyes, Charlie walked briskly through the door, not giving herself a chance to get too nervous about it. She blinked in the dim lighting while her eyes adjusted. Actually, it wasn't so bad on the inside. There were cozy booths and sleek tables. There was a nice smell to the air, like perfume and leather. She smiled in relief.
"Oh, good. It's normal in here," she declared.
She got a few odd glances from the patrons in her vicinity. Oh, right. She'd let her thoughts fall right out of her mouth and now people were staring. Feeling her cheeks flush, Charlie smiled awkwardly and waved at the people around her, because what else was there to do in this scenario?
Hanging her bag on the back of a high-backed bar stool, Charlie climbed onto the seat. The man behind the bar was quick to give her a nod of acknowledgment as he poured a complicated-looking concoction for somebody at the other end of the bar. Charlie smiled and waved a hand at him as if to say 'Sure, take your time. Don't worry about it. We're cool.' She pulled her phone out of a pocket of her bag and her fingers flew across the screen as she checked all her bookmarked sites. It was an eclectic mix of social media, news outlets, email accounts, and blogs.
"Nice shirt," a woman said beside her.
Charlie looked down at her shirt. It was a black t-shirt with a faded wolf's head on the front, the words 'Winter is Coming' beneath it.
"Thanks," she said. "I got it at a yard sale in Milwaukee – don't ask, it's kind of a long story."
She had opened her mouth to say more, but her voice failed her a bit when she actually looked at the woman standing next to her. She looked like she'd just stepped off the cover of a tabloid magazine: petite, blond, perfect make-up, gorgeous blue eyes. 'Oh my God, say something,' she thought. 'Say anything!' Luckily, before she could feel too self-conscious, the woman smiled and held out a hand.
"Hi, I'm Gin. Well, Virginia, but nobody calls me that. Except my mom and my brother."
Charlie managed a smile and shook her hand.
"Hi. You have a perfect face."
As soon as she heard the words come out of her mouth her eyes widened in horror. Gin blinked a few times and chuckled.
"Well, that's nice of you to say. Oh my God, I love your hair. Is that your natural color?"
Charlie started to form some kind of noise with her mouth resembling a sentence as the other woman ran her fingers over Charlie's hair. She froze for a moment and managed to regain her voice.
"It's gorgeous!" Gin said.
She sat on the stool beside her and flagged down the bartender. He gave her the same nod he'd given Charlie, held up one finger, and finished mopping some spilled liquid up off the bar.
"Thank you," Charlie said. "I'm sorry I said that thing about your face. Sometimes I forget to use that filter between my brain and my mouth. "
Gin waved a hand.
"I'm pretty sure somebody forgot to install that filter in my brain, so you're good, doll."
Charlie relaxed a little as the bartender came over. This chick was cool! And, for some reason, talking to her. Which was also cool. The bartender looked between Charlie and Gin.
"Are you guys together, or…?"
Charlie started to stammer a reply: "Oh, no, we're just kind of…"
Gin broke in with "Sure!" and nodded to Charlie "What're you drinkin'?"
Charlie stared at her in surprise and drew a blank. Oh, God, what did she drink? 'Name a drink. Any drink.'
The bartender saved her, jumping in with "We have this local micro-brew we're trying out this week. If people like it we're gonna start to stock it. It's a heavy stout if that's your thing. It's more sweet than bitter, though."
"Sure. That sounds good," Charlie said.
Honestly, she had no idea if it sounded good, but she was glad she didn't have to sit there trying to think of what to order.
"Hell, yeah," Gin agreed. "I'll take one of those, too."
The bartender nodded. "Cool. You got I.D.?"
"Oh, sure," Charlie said.
She turned and attempted to open and dig through her bag without having to get up and take the thing off the back of the stool. She felt around her laptop and found the strap of her small purse tucked inside. As she pulled it out, it turned out she'd forgotten to zip it closed and the thing upturned, dumping not one but several I.D.'s onto the floor. Charlie stared at them in shock for a second before stumbling off the stool and hurrying to gather her I.D.'s and other random belongings: chap stick, vial of holy water, small jar of salt. Gin hopped off her stool and kneeled to help.
"Wow. You gotta tell me how you fit so much into that little purse."
Feeling sweat trickle down her back, Charlie laughed too high, a panicked reflex. She hurried to gather up her I.D.'s, finding the one that fit her current identity.
"Yeah, I'm kind of, uh, between places right now so I'm doing the whole hotel hopping thing."
"And the whole 'fake I.D.' thing," the bartender observed.
Charlie and Gin both looked at him and he glanced between the two of them. Shoving her belongings into her bag, Charlie slid back onto the stool, her face red with embarrassment.
"Um… I'll just have a Coke," she said quietly, her eyes on the bar.
"Oh, come on, man," Gin said. "Be cool."
Charlie swallowed and broke in: "Oh, it's okay. I get it. Really, it's totally, totally fine."
A few heads had turned in their direction and Charlie was painfully aware of how much attention she'd drawn. One woman in particular was making a beeline to where she and Gin were sitting. She was smiling, but it looked wrong since her eyes were burning a hole in Charlie's face.
"Yeah, man. Be cool," the woman said.
She spoke to the bartender, but kept her gaze on Charlie. The bartender stared at the newcomer, then looked to Charlie and Gin.
"What'd you guys all come in together?"
They all said 'no' in unison and he took a step back. Charlie cleared her throat and started to slide out of the stool.
"You know, I don't think I need a drink," she said. "At all. I'm just gonna be mortified and, uh, head out."
She chuckled and turned, making her way straight from the door, feeling like she was about to either cry or throw up and not wanting to do either.
The air outside found cool compared to the air inside. Maybe that was all in her head because she'd felt crowded. She leaned against the side of the brick building, closed her eyes, and took a few deep breaths. She was just starting to feel calmer when a woman's voice snapped her anxiety back into place.
"Gee, you dumped your whole life out on the floor back there."
Charlie blinked at the woman who'd been staring daggers at her in the bar. The tone of her voice was sweet, but her eye were cold and hard. The disconnect bothered Charlie and she couldn't figure out why.
"Yeah, well, live and learn," Charlie said hastily. "Excuse me."
She tried to head to her car, digging her keys out of her jeans pocket. And then she was shoved forward from behind. Charlie went sprawling across the pavement, her chin and one of her hands scraping against the ground. As she started to sit up she was startled when the woman appeared directly in front of her.
"Yeah, not so sure about the 'live' part of that."
The woman's eyes were coal black. Charlie scrambled to her feet, trying to edge backwards at the same time.
She started to dig into her bag for the holy water, but the demon was ready for that. She waved a hand and Charlie was thrown several feet, landing hard on the ground. The wind went out of her lungs and she choked and gasped trying to breathe. She managed to roll onto her stomach and reach into her bag, her fingers closing around something round and glass. Could've been the holy water, could've been the salt. Whatever it was, she grabbed it, rolled onto her back, and threw it as hard as she could in the direction of the demon.
The glass broke and salt rained everywhere. The demon stumbled back a few steps, more surprised than hurt, and she laughed.
"You're really new at this, aren't you?"
She reached down and gripped Charlie by the shirt with both hands, yanking her to her feet.
"Not really how it works. Good try, though."
Charlie clawed at the woman's hands, trying to wriggle out of her grasp. And then the demon cried out and dropped her. Charlie stumbled, but managed to keep her balance. She looked up to see the bartender holding a wrought iron bar. The demon whirled on him and he gave her a good whack with it. She screamed, not at all pleased, and Charlie crouched to get the holy water out of her bag.
"Go!" the guy called. "Get out of here!"
Gin came running toward Charlie, eyes wide with confusion.
"Come on. This bitch is out of her damn mind!" she urged.
For some reason Charlie muttered "Just a second." Gin looked at her like she was lso out of her mind, and maybe she was. But she'd kind of made this mess, so she was going to help clean it up. Holy water in hand, she stood behind the demon as the poor bartender was TK'd into a car.
"Hey!" Charlie called.
The demon whipped around and Charlie hurled the holy water, hitting her square in the chest.
As the demon roared in pain and annoyance, Gin grabbed Charlie by the arm and started running, dragging Charlie with her.
"Come on! Let's go!"
The bartender tossed something at the chick, and from the looks of it he'd had his own stash of holy water. That was interesting. And then he started running.
"Come on! This way!"
Hand-in-hand, Gin and Charlie ran after him. Charlie chanced a glance over her shoulder and realized they weren't being followed. The demon was standing in the parking lot glaring at them, yelling obscenities.
"What the hell…?" Charlie muttered.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she'd connected the dots: she wasn't the only one in the bar with a double life. They stopped running on the other end of the parking lot, all of them breathing hard.
"Nice move with the holy water," the bartender said to Charlie.
"Me?" Charlie said. "You were awesome with that iron thing. She was about to Vader me!"
She motioned the telekinetic death grip to her throat. The bartender wrinkled his brows thoughtfully.
"I don't think they can do that, can they?"
"She flung us both across the parking lot with her mind, dude. I think she could mind-strangle us if she wanted to."
"Uh, quick question here for a minute," Gin said. "What the actual hell just happened?"
Charlie and the bartender exchanged knowing glances and Charlie was quietly excited to be on the 'knowing' side of a look like that. Normally she was in Gin's position. Charlie gave Gin a small smile.
"Um… Okay, I know this seems weird. Because it is, but I can explain everything."
She paused, expecting Gin to protest or for the bartender guy to jump in, but they both stared at her, waiting. The best she could come up with was: "Monsters are real."
Gin blinked at her.
"When you say 'monsters'…"
The bartender shrugged. "Werewolves. Vampires. Demons. Ghosts. Probably a bunch of other things I haven't met yet."
"I know, it's a lot," Charlie said. "And you probably think we're crazy. Which is totally reasonable because, well, monsters are scary and usually fictional."
Gin shook her head.
"I just watched a bar skank with black eyes try to murder the crap out of you two with mental powers. I'm pretty sure you're not nuts, and I don't think I could make something like that up in my own weirdo brain."
She sighed, her gaze flicking to the demon stuck in the parking lot before she looked from Charlie to the bartender.
"Alright, which one of you's gonna ply me with liquor and tell me how this works?"
Posted: May 19 2016, 08:51 PM