#𝙰𝙻𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴 . . . main

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who can reply? anyone

set the scene. the shifter that broke into sonny's home when she was a child was back and she decided to go hunt it. however, sonny is now tied up and knocked out somewhere while the shifter took her form and is in the safehouse posing as her. discovering where all the hunters refuge. planning an attack.

the  shifter  was  humming  away  as  it  wiped  down  the  bar  while  hunters  were  in  and  out.  only  making  small  talk  when  it  was  brought  up.  suddenly  the  other  was  now  standing  in  front  of  them,  it  glanced  up  with  sonny's  signature  curious  smile,  “if  you're  trying  to  ask  me  for  something,  you  know  the  magic  word  is  please.”

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sonny just closed up the bar at the safehouse and was preparing to call it a night. humming to herself as she cleaned the glasses but then paused. there was a faint scream coming from a distance along with a low growl. that was enough to put her in protective mode. grabbing a gun and machete. whatever she needed depending on what was attacking, and then she was out the door.

bolting outside and into the nearby woods, the screams were sounding closer. making her quicken her pace. and that was when she saw the monster. without an ounce of hesitation, she held up the gun and shot it right in the heart. rushing over as she watched it collapsed. but to be sure, she got closer and chopped the head off, kicking it to the side. "are you alri-"

turning around, the person on the ground was not who she expected to see. a stranger maybe, but of all people... him?! "you have got to be kidding me." maybe she shouldn't have said that out loud, but it was too late now. shaking her head, "it's not safe out here, we need to get you inside." monotoned voice was all that came out of her as she helped him up and started leading the way back to the safehouse. looking left and right to make sure no one was following.

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WHO CAN REPLY : anyone ( hunter, regular person, any supernatural being) SITUATION : there's a hit list for the winchesters. a demon wants them bad an offered hunters whatever they want if they bring the winchesters. while doing research, they heard that one of their stops is at the munroe's safehouse. the day wasn't busy, so the hunters showed up asking about them. sonny is loyal to the people who come by for safety, winchester or not, so she kept quiet and well.... now she's tied to a chair, held at gun point, and has been beaten a few times. keeping her hostage in a place she considers home. ---your muse comes in to save her.

another punch to the face as sonny let out a yelp. spitting out blood that the hunters were causing to spew out. no matter what she said or do, it didn't seem like they were going to stop. not unless they got their answer. but there was no answer that she could provide. she didn't know where they were, nor would she ask considering who they are. anyone would want them.

"i told you, i don't know!" sonny gasped between breaths. bruises forming on visible and non visible skin. her body nearly giving out. it was her against five of psycho men who wanted nothing more than to be granted what they wanted. lost hunters, she would call them. hunters who have nothing else to lose but their sanity. one of them walking over as they gripped her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "and like we told you, we don't believe you."

teeth gritted as he would't let go, causing her to spit right onto his face. blood mixed with saliva now on his skin. letting go of her before giving her another hit right at her jaw. but she didn't give the satisfaction of tears. her hair now being pulled, forced to look up at all of them, "you can still walk free if you just tell us where the winchesters are." but nothing. she said nothing.

"well.. alright. you asked for it." and that's when one of them pulled a gun on her. pressing it to her forehead. fear slowly taking over but she didn't show it. "do it then." she challenged. and before they could pull the trigger, the door of the safehouse busted open.

[skysaunter]

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@murderdeals continued from here

"well  first  of  all.."  sonny  started  with  clasping  her  hands  together.  placing  her  chin  right  on  top  of  it  as  she  looked  at  him.  "you  may  be  the  king  of  hell,  you  may  have  done  evil  things  because  well...  again,  king  of  hell.  but.."  now  the  huntress  sat  up  straighter.  if  there  was  one  thing  that  sonny  did,  she  always  liked  reading  people.  wanting  to  know  what  made  them  who  they  are.  "you  help  save  people  too.  you,  crowley,  actually  care  and  that  makes  you  the  baddest  bitch  in  town."

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@broknfeed liked for a randomized starter

43. for a cautious starter .

staying  right  where  she  was,  gun  in  one  hand  and  the  other  with  a  machete.  always  needing  to  be  careful  when  it  comes  to  vampires.  “one  more  step,  you  won't  like  what's  next.”

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who can reply? anyone

set the scene. your muse, maybe another hunter, and sonny were on a hunt, but sonny gets hurt. she gets hurt bad. and she doesn't want to die.

it  just  had  to  be  humans.  the  worst  kind  of  monsters  in  sonny's  opinion.  unlike  supernatural  monsters  that  have  a  pattern,  humans  tend  to  go  different  ways.  always  a  surprise.  unpredictable.  which  meant  that  anything  could  happen.  unfortunately,  they  were  surrounded.  taking  one  down  after  the  other.  not  letting  up. 

while  the  others  kept  fighting,  sonny  was  able  to  find  the  victim  and  let  them  go.  telling  them  to  run  as  fast  as  they  can.  watching  as  they  got  away. 

“no!”  she  heard  a  voice  come  behind  her.  whipping  her  head  around  to  suddenly  be  tackled  on  the  ground.  sonny  fighting  as  hard  as  she  could,  grabbing  her  knife  to  stab  them.  but  just  as  she  pierced  her  attacker,  a  gun  shot  was  fired  and  sonny  froze.  the  sound  of  the  gun  firing  echoing  around  the  building.  making  others  aware.  pushing  the  body  off  of  her  after  stabbing  them,  crimson  began  to  stain  her  top  right  at  her  stomach.  she  was  shot.

laying  there  as  her  body  began  to  go  into  shock,  fingertips  reaching  as  she  searched  for  the  bullet  entry.  wincing  at  the  sudden  sting  as  she  made  contact  with  her  pierced  skin.  “no  no  no  no,  not  now-”  her  voice  trembling  as  tears  spilled  from  her  eyes.  gasping  at  the  pain.  coughing  up  blood  that  trickled  from  the  corners  of  her  lips.  this  couldn't  be  the  end.  not  when  she  still  had  a  job  to  do.  not  when  there  are  so  many  people  out  there  that  needed  to  be  saved.  not  when  her  friends  are  waiting  in  the  safehouse  to  be  patched  up  and  feel  the  comfort  of  home.  not  now.

hearing  footsteps  running  towards  her.  head  turning  unsure  if  it  were  the  others  to  come  attacking  or  her  fellow  hunters  that  she  came  with.  either  way,  she  grabbed  the  gun  that  was  used  to  shoot  her,  aiming  at  the  entry  as  she  laid  there.  holding  it  up  with  a  shaky  hand.  only  to  see  the  other  enter,  immediately  dropping  the  gun  as  another  cough  emerged  from  her.  blood  splattering  to  the  side.  feeling  the  other  come  to  her  side  as  she  whimpered  out,  “i-i  can't.  i'm  not  ready-”

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"no,  no.  you  can't  still love  me.  you  love  me  then  you  get  hurt.  i'm  not  fucking  doing  this  with  you.  i-  i  have  to  go."  shaking  her  head,  she  quickly  turned  to  walk  out.

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@murderdeals

"cain,  wait."  sonny  spoke  up  as  she  spotted  the  man  not  too  far  out.  not  expecting  to  even  see  him  around  outside  of  the  safehouse.  but  she  was  on  a  hunt  and  he  so  happens  to  be  around.  maybe  they  were  hunting  the  same  thing?  or  maybe  he  just  so  happened  to  be  in  the  area,  either  way,  she  had  some  things  to  say.  especially  after  he  saved  her  from  the  hunters  that  tortured  her. 

by  the  time  she  was  in  front  of  him,  she  nibbled  on  her  lower  lip,  "thank  you..  you  know,  for  saving  me."  bruises  and  gashes  no  longer  imprinted  on  her  skin,  "also  for  helping  me  get  all  cleaned  up  and  rested.  i  want  you  to  know  i  really  appreciate  it."

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"as  if  anyone  would  want  my  sloppy  seconds."

"as  if  anyone  would  want  you  to  keep  talking."

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who  can  reply:  anyone!

setting:  middle  of  the  road,  outside  of  the  woods

situation:  sonny  went  on  a  hunt  on  her  own.  she  went  after  a  wendigo  and  well....  per  usual,  it  was  always  bloody.  now  sonny  is  injured,  looking  like  roadkill.  limping  her  way  back  to  her  truck.  however,  it's  a  long  walk  from  where  she  was  grabbed  and  the  wendigo's  former  hideout.  your  muse  was  driving  down  the  road  (or  doing  whatever)  until  they  see  sonny  on  the  road  walking  by  herself.

legs  dragging  along  the  dark  streets,  hand  gripping  her  side  in  order  to  stop  the  blood  from  spilling  out  of  her  gash.  if  anyone  were  to  see  her,  she  almost  looked  unrecognizeable.  but  her  truck  shouldn't  be  too  far.  or  at  least  she  hoped  it  wasn't.  it  felt  as  if  she  were  walking  for  hours.  why  would  she  go  on  a  hunt  by  herself?  she  usually  did.  especially  if  it  was  in  her  hometown.  despite  running  the  safehouse,  she's  still  a  hunter  through  and  through.  but  her  body  was  screaming  at  her.  pain  radiating  all  over  her  entire  body.  just  a  little  longer,  you'll  be  in  your  truck  and  drive  back  home  is  what  she  thought  to  herself.

continuing  to  walk,  she  almost  came  to  a  stop  when  she  heard  footsteps.  with  her  gun  still  at  hand,  she  quickly  turned  and  aimed  it  towards  the  other.  a  defense  mechanism  someone  has  to  have  as  a  hunter  whenever  someone  sneaks  up  behind  them.

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@hcrv3lles liked for a birthday starter

watching  as  wallace  bursted  through  the  doors,  she  knew  exactly  why.  almost  stiffling  her  laughter  as  she  shook  her  head.  silently  begging  him  not  to  sing  loudly  or  she  would  be  throwing  something  at  him.  “don't  you  dare.”

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@malka-lisitsa

"give  me  a  reason  why  i  shouldn't  cut your head off  right  here,  right  now."

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WHO  CAN  REPLY  :    anyone and everyone

SITUATION  :  there's  a  hit  list  for  the  winchesters.  a  demon  wants  them  bad  and  offered  hunters  whatever  they  want  if  they  bring  the  winchesters.  while  doing  research,  they  heard  that  one  of  their  stops  is  at  the  munroe's  safehouse.  the  day  wasn't  busy,  so  the  hunters  showed  up  asking  about  them.  sonny  is  loyal  to  the  people  who  come  by  for  safety,  winchester  or  not,  so  she  kept  quiet  and  well....  now  she's  tied  to  a  chair,  held  at  gun  point,  and  has  been  beaten  a  few  times.  keeping  her  hostage  in  a  place  she  considers  home.  ---your  muse  comes  in  to  save  her.

PS - if you are a sam or dean or any winchester muse, do not feel obligated to even have a connection to her. could be strangers. leaving this completely open.

another  punch  to  the  face  as  sonny  let  out  a  yelp.  spitting  out  blood  that  the  hunters  were  causing  to  spew  out.  no  matter  what  she  said  or  do,  it  didn't  seem  like  they  were  going  to  stop.  not  unless  they  got  their  answer.  but  there  was  no  answer  that  she  could  provide.  she  didn't  know  where  they  were,  nor  would  she  ask  considering  who  they  are.  anyone  would  want  them.

"i  told  you,  i  don't  know!"  sonny  gasped  between  breaths.  bruises  forming  on  visible  and  non  visible  skin.  her  body  nearly  giving  out.  it  was  her  against  five  of  psycho  men  who  wanted  nothing  more  than  to  be  granted  what  they  wanted.  lost  hunters,  she  would  call  them.  hunters  who  have  nothing  else  to  lose  but  their  sanity.  one  of  them  walking  over  as  they  gripped  her  chin,  forcing  her  to  look  up  at  him.  "and  like  we  told  you,  we  don't  believe  you."

teeth  gritted  as  he  would't  let  go,  causing  her  to  spit  right  onto  his  face.  blood  mixed  with  saliva  now  on  his  skin.  letting  go  of  her  before  giving  her  another  hit  right  at  her  jaw.  but  she  didn't  give  the  satisfaction  of  tears.  her  hair  now  being  pulled,  forced  to  look  up  at  all  of  them,  "you  can  still  walk  free  if  you  just  tell  us  where  the  winchesters  are."  but  nothing.  she  said  nothing.

"well..  alright.  you  asked  for  it."  and  that's  when  one  of  them  pulled  a  gun  on  her.  pressing  it  to  her  forehead.  fear  slowly  taking  over  but  she  didn't  show  it.  "do  it  then."  she  challenged.  and  before  they  could  pull  the  trigger,  the  door  of  the  safehouse  busted  open.

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@sacrisaint continued from here

“you  should  already  know  that  i'm  coming  with  you  on  this  hunt  whether  you  like  it  or  not.”

[snnynatural]

every 13th of the month, sonny opens up the shed and holds a celebration for hunters being alive. there's drinks, line dancing, bull riding, and live music provided by hunters who have musical passions. your muse is attending.

who can reply: anyone

it  was  sonny's  favorite  day  of  the  month.  per  usual,  she  woke  up  incredibly  early  to  set  the  day  up.  and  as  always,  the  turn  out  was  great.  everyone  either  dancing,  drinking,  riding  gizmo,  laughing..  just  being  together.  it  was  a  sight  that  sonny  never  got  tired  of  watching.  this  kind  of  celebration  was  always  important  to  her.  hunters  always  had  a  hard  time,  dealing  with  so  much  loss,  but  they  all  deserved  a  chance  to  celebrate  life.  hence  why  every  thirteenth,  she  has  the  celebration.

a  smile  on  her  face  as  she  watched  everyone  while  wiping  down  the  bar  until  she  looked  up  to  see  your  muse  come  up  to  her,  “ordering  a  drink?”