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Bill Treen

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a character in “This Supernatural Love”, originally authored by Weilacca, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

This Supernatural Love

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"Let's get this over and done with."

Character's Name
Bill Treen

Other names
Screwless (More like an insult)

Character's Age
21

Face Claim
Kellan Lutz

Character's Race
Human

Character's Gender
Male

Character's Ethnicity
White

Character's Orentation
Straight

In a Relationship with
None

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Character's Appearance

Bill is a well built man with blonde hair and Blue-grey eyes. He has stubble as facial hair and constantly wears a smirk. Bill always wears a suit, (White shirt, black tie, black trousers and black jacket.) He has a very fair skin tone, tanned a little, and obviously looks like he tries his best to keep it that way. His blonde hair is short and usually left with whatever form it takes.
Bill always carries a large, armour peircing rifle with him. Along with a few bottles of holy water, a cross and ammunition for the rifle and the pistols holstered on his belt.

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Character's Personality

Bill is a loud and outgoing kind of person, he will always laugh at anything around him. But, he can easily become angry at random times, usually due to things not going his way.
He can be a very rude person and does not care about other's views. His view is always seen as the best in his eyes, and anyone who should go against him might as well die. Of course while he is laughing.
Bill constantly has a smirk on his face, always sorting out his suit while leaning to the left. It's just some random thing he was born with where he always leans to the left, only a little.

Likes

As long as it's fun, Anything

Dislikes

His damned nickname
Annoying people
People being against him
Being chosen last
Lovey dovey shit.

Hobbies

♡ Killing
♡ Shooting
♡ Laughing

Character's History
[I'm bad with creating a history so this will be pretty brief. My apologies.]
Bill's parents were killed my demons, it had turned out that he was born with a fateful illness but his parents made a contract in order to remove the illness with the demons. Of course, they did not give their side of the contract to the demons, the souls of a loving family. And so, at the age of 15, Bill watched his parents' deaths as they were brutally murdered by the demons.
Living his life full of hatred, loneliness and other screwed up emotions. Bill eventually got recruited by a supernatural hunting agency at the age of 19. It was their way of stopping him from talking about the supernatural.
With his years in the agency, Bill had gotten used to killing people. Causing him to loose the little bits of his sanity and turning him into a mudering supernatural hunting machine.
He then got his mission, to prevent the crossbreeding of humans and the supernatural.

So begins...

Bill Treen's Story

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Dominie A. Harvey Character Portrait: Briony Daniels Character Portrait: Sadie Brooks Character Portrait: Reid Luthen Character Portrait: Sabrina Faust Character Portrait: Jai Cameron Character Portrait: Darcy Moore Character Portrait: Cassius Avernus Dupree Character Portrait: Bill Treen Character Portrait: Julius Thanos
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Darcy Moore

Darcy could feel the sun's rays hitting her face as morning had approached, the soft embrace of golden warmth causing her long ebony lashes to flutter open as the bright green color of her eyes sparkling underneath the light, and she quickly withdrew under her covers, groaning at how she had woken up so naturally. Mornings were the worst for her; Darcy had always been a night owl, just like her boyfriend, jumping around all night and sleeping all day when school wasn't in session. Lucky for her, today was Saturday; and after a grueling week of cramming for tests and hurrying to get homework done, she could relax and let the day take her away. And after being around so many idiots and jerks that walked the halls of Rocklove High School, she was surprised she wasn't having Julius bail her out of jail yet for attempted assault or worse, breaking her out for murder.

She slowly peeked her head out, eyes looking over to her clock as the red numbers said 12:03 on the front. So, she hadn't gotten up that early; she had slept pretty late according to most people. She groaned and quickly kicked the Victorian styled colored comforter off her matching bed and walked across her black rug, making her way to the bathroom. After twenty minutes inside, the door burst open as a rush of steam came flushing out into the room and there she was wrapped in a white towel, walking over to her slide open closet where she grabbed a few clothes from her messy clean clothes basket and tossed it on the bed.

She took another thirty minutes to dry and straighten out her hair, letting the straight locks fall in perfectly lines of soft embrace before walking over to the bed. She was feeling the tight leggings, small studded combat boots, and see through lace sweater that exposed her tight tang-top underneath that accented the small curves that she did actually possess. With her small frame, the tighter she wore, the more you could see; and Darcy took a sense of womanly pride in that, nott really caring what comments came her way at all. With a small sigh she walked over to her black desk and grabbed her electric cigarette, taking a few long puffs before cramming it into her black studded purse and grabbing her cell phone.

We wasn't exactly sure what the plans were today. She figured she would go to the bar, and see what Julius wanted to do; maybe go to a movie? Nah. She shook her head as she thought, making her way down the stairs and through the kitchen, seeing her mother passed out on the couch with some work papers in her hands. Darcy sighed, shaking her head and walking over with a frown pasted on her face; and then she pulled the soft red blankets at the top of the couch over her mother's sleeping body before making her way out the door and continuing her thoughts. Maybe the "gang" would want to get together. Although, sometimes with all the creatures around, things did get tense. She was sure the demon didn't like Julius or Darcy, then again, she claimed the werewolf didn't either. It all depended on how their instincts played out, but sometimes the fights could get intense. In the end, they always worked things out and everyone got along... most of the time.

She took out her cell phone and dialed Julius's number, getting voicemail as usual. "Hey, I'm coming over." Then she hung up. She didn't need his permission to show up unannounced. Usually, Julius was quite happy to see her, even when he was feeling a bit grumpy or ticked off' and they always found something to do together, something to entertain themselves. Sometimes it wasn't the most appropriate thing in the world. The sun was bright and shining over Darcy's head, burning into her skull through her black hair as she sighed and pulled out her sun glasses, the black framing covered with small spikes that gleamed like silver in the light. How she hoped this day wouldn't be boring.

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The luschious, life filled environment filled the area. Forests of bright green, waterfalls of a blue which is nearly perfect, except for the white at the bottom of course. The view was extravagent, amazing, overwhelming, any words along these lines would describe a normal being's view of this area. Of course, that doesn't mean everyone...

A quiet road cut through the forests of green, black tarmac with white lines down the middle. Wooden fences lined the sides of the road in the attempt to 'protect' any people from crashes, where the real goal is to stop crashes from damaging the landscape. That is obviously more important than a pathetic human's life.
But then, the sound of an engine slowly made it's way to one's ears. Getting closer and closer as a black SUV sped through the roads, blasting the music of heavy metal through the open windows. The driver, a blonde haired being dressed in a suit; Mr. Bill Treen, Hunter of the Supernatural as employed by the secret agency known as ASA (Anti-Supernatural Agency). The back of the car rattled as weaponry and other gear banged against eachother due to the sharp corners and small bumps.

Bill was driving well over the speed limit, he had no care for it, the place was basically devoid of human life, he wouldn't get pulled over. His face, it was the same as usual. A bright smirk kept on his face, showing his excessively cleaned, white teeth. His hair seemed to glow in the dim sunlight which was blocked out by the bright green leaves.

"Oregon; a place full of disgustingly 'beautiful' shit. PAH! I prefer the cities, it's more fun to hunt there." Bill spoke to himself out of boredom, it was a good way to narrate his life. In fact, maybe he should do that more often? It makes things just a tiny bit more fun.




A few hours of driving through the countryside had passed, allowing the shiny black SUV to arrive at a small town. [Assuming that all of this is based around a town? If not then I can quickly change this to something else.] Damn, he had to apply the breaks. The car quickly slowed as the weaponry and gear rattled louder and louder as the car drove over the dirted road. Why is there no damned tarmac? But, there seems to be a place. Another red car was parked in front of a wooden fence, maybe he could park there? Fuck it he can.
And so, he pulled up. The music still blasting as loud as ever, but suddenly turning off as the car stopped. The glazed windows electronically rose to cover the gaps in the doors. The door opened and closed with a thud, Bill had left the car. Of course he left his favourite rifle back in the car, it would scare the people here, probably. Although, the two pistols were kept in their holsters on his belt.

Bill walked off, wondering through the streets of the town. Looking for a place to stay...

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ImageReid stood outside of his small house that was one apartment in an apartment complex. His vision was blurry and when he walked in he heard crying. He was intrigued. He made his way into the apartment, setting his bag down silently. It was a suffocating silence, thick in the air, almost as you could touch it. He took a small breath then swallowed nervously. The door to his bedroom was shut... what would be awaiting if he opened it? He was hesitant, his hand shaking as it hovered over the knob. He slowly grasped the knob then turned it. The door made an eerie creak as the crying abruptly stopped. This was chilling Reid to the bone. He grabbed a small blunt object and entered the room. He turned his head to look around the room then saw his mother. She was lying still. Even her chest didn't move. blood stained the floor a passionate crimson. Reid dropped the object and then fell to his knees. "Mom..." He whimpered.

A young figure lie with his head on the desk and papers crumbled everywhere. His name is Mr. Reid Luthen and right now he is a life skills teacher at the local high school. The male jolted awake, looking on the verge of tears. "It was just a dream..."
He sighed relieved then looked through his stacks of papers. He hadn't made it home last night because he was working on grading his students finals. It took him a good two hours to finish the rest of his students finals then he rubbed his eyes yet again. It was about 9:00 am right now and it was time for him to get out of the school. He grabbed his briefcase and packed up all of his papers then neatly set the graded exams in the bottom left drawer of his desk. He sighed and made sure everything in his room was alright then grabbed his belongings and left.

There was not telling where the nineteen year old high school teacher was headed. Maybe to a local coffee shop or a nice cafe. He rubbed his eyes, the weary effect from sleeping on the desk still hitting him. His hair was slightly messy but not enough to worry about. He wandered through the streets then saw a nice coffee shop he liked. He set towards getting there but ran into another figure before he could. He thought it rude to walk off without a proper apology so he looked at the new man. "I'm sorry."

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Another day, another hour, another minute and another second of his life wasted following after a hint he had received that a werewolf had been spotted. He had searched and searched and came up empty handed. Talk about a dry run. He was exhausted, bored, and angry all in one and he had nothing to really take his frustration out on. Sighing, he looked around as he wondered what would be his next course of action. No doubt he had to maintain his appearance in order to not arise suspicion, and he wondered what the other Hunters would do if he told them what happened. They’d probably laugh at him, or something to that degree, but he didn’t care, he was just ready to be home, in his bed, watching tv. Edric, a hunter of the ASA (Anti Supernatural Agency) had gotten a tip a couple days ago that a werewolf had been spotted in the outskirts of a small town and now that he had arrived at the small town, he couldn’t help but feel like someone didn’t want him to arrive on time in Oregon, which was his next destination.

After packing up his equipment, Edric made a beeline to his car wherein he drove back to the place he was staying and in the morning he would get up and take a plane to Oregon to begin his mission there. Sighing, he couldn’t believe how stupid he must’ve looked going on a wild goose chase. He was going to make sure he found his accomplice and break his fucking nose. One thing he didn’t like, and that was a liar, and more importantly a liar who hid monsters. They were monsters for a reason and were hunted for a reason. He was old school, he didn’t believe in there being any good thing coming from monsters. To him they were there to kill, steal and destroy and he was there to silence them. The drive to the safe house was a short one and he found himself bored. Lying on the bed, he closed his eyes and let the pitch black of nothingness take him away. He didn’t dream anymore, it was something that had happened after he hit puberty. It just stopped happening and he never really understood why.

The next morning, he did what he was hired to do. Boarding the plane took longer than first anticipated, but he was sure it would be worth it. From the sound of it there was a witch, vampire, werewolf and a demon all in this one small town in Oregon. What luck, to find four monsters in one place? The game was on, the battlefield set and now it was time to put an end to them, and to deliver the small town out of the darkness. His arrival in Oregon was a quiet one. He slipped in virtually unnoticed and had called his point of contact to set up a safe house in the small town in Oregon. The only bad thing about the trip was that he often had trouble getting through security at the check in gate in any airport. The type of job he performed didn’t set well with law enforcement, but thankfully the ASA had deep high connections.

Only an hour late, he arrived on the outskirts of the town. His eyes narrowed as he drove into the town, parking into front of the safe house and trying to figure out if any other hunter had made it here yet.




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Walking through the small town, Bill was bored. The place seemed about as lower class as ever, it was disgusting, but also quite inviting at the same time. The town seemed to be the kind of place where everyone knew everyone's and their dog's business, news of one's actions would quickly spread throughout the town within a few hours. Or maybe it doesn't. Hopefully it doesn't, we don't want some asshole finding out about Bill's business, he even went through the effort of seeming like a businessman, or something like that.

Suddenly, someone had bumped into him, he must've been in a hurry or something. But it had already pissed Bill off. What should he do? Grab one of his holstered guns and shoot the bastard in the face? Wait, what would that do?
Shoot him in the face, news would spread throughout town, become a fugitive, get put in jail, cellmate is some massive heavy weight guy, have a shower, drop the soap,... Oh god.

The simply thaught of what would happen made Bill shudder, oh, but the man had spoken. "I'm sorry. Well, isn't he a very polite person.
And so, Bill put on his very nice expression, smiling from ear to ear as he looked at the man. "Ah it's no problem buddy! In fact, it's nice to bump into you! Do you know of any place where I can stay for some time? With a large storage." Bill was moving around as he spoke, placing his arm around the man's shoulders as if he knew him.

"I got a lot of work to do."

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ImageReid looked up at the man then flinched slightly at the sudden contact. He wasn't used to contact, the only people that he actually is okay with touching him is Briony or his mother. He had bent over slightly from the weight of the man's arm, trying to keep a good smile on his face. "Um... I don't know of any places to stay over night but if you really need it you can stay in my apartment.... There's a storm coming and I wouldn't want you to get caught out in it..." He finished, still hunched over underneath the man's arm. What would Briony think if she comes over and sees this man in my apartment? Oh no! But I can't just let him stay out in the rain. She'll understand. I hope. It's like he was arguing with himself in his mind. He cared about Briony, but he cared about almost everyone, feeling that everyone has a place.

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The man seemed a bit uncomfortable with Bill's actions, but that didn't matter, what did matter was the words he spoke;
"Um... I don't know of any places to stay over night but if you really need it you can stay in my apartment.... There's a storm coming and I wouldn't want you to get caught out in it..."

Releasing the hunched man, Bill stepped back with an even bigger smile on his face. "Ah! You sure? That's great, dude! I'll be sure to find a place as soon as possible! Oh yeah!" Bill held his hand out in the effort to shake hands, "I'm Bill Treen!"

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ImageReid cleared his throat as he stood straight once again. "My name is Reid Luthen." He replied then straightened his bag on his shoulder. His apartment complex was about... 6 blocks down and now he had to walk six blocks down with a man he just met and allow him into his home. Great idea Reid... just great. As they continued down the street, Reid saw the coffee shop he had wanted to go to. "Would you mind if we went in here for a second?" He asked and they entered the shop. Reid ordered a green tea and then they exited the shop and began walking down the street. "So why are you here? You needed a place to stay so you're from out of town." Reid began making conversation.

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"Alright then, Mr. Luthen." Bill commited Reid's name into his memory and quickly caught up with the man who had already begun walking. They had passed a small coffee shop, oh yes! Coffee! Coffee would be a great thing to have right now. What's even better is that Reid wanted to pop into the shop as well.
"Ah yeah, sure! Could do with some Coffee" Bill replied, following his new aquaintance into the shop, watching him order some green tea while ordering black coffee.
The two exited the shop and continued down the street. It was quiet for a while, which also added to the awkwardness. But finally, Reid decided to make a conversation.

"So why are you here? You needed a place to stay so you're from out of town."
"Ah, I'm just doing my job. It's...." Bill began replying but paused, what would he say? We can't have word of an anti supernatural agent being around. "...Kinda like a business trip, y'know, checking out this town for a new branch to be set up and stuff."

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ImageReid took sips of his green tea. "Oh. So what do you do? What type of branch do you need to set up?" He inquired. He hadn't heard anything of a new business coming into town and there weren't any buildings for sale in the town so this was getting quite strange. They arrived to the apartment before he could answer and Reid fumbled with his keys, trying to get them out of his bag. He was quite nervous. What is this man here for, what does he do for a living and why did I have to be the one to run into him? These questions raced in Reid's head and he sighed when he finally opened the door. The stranger was allowed in first then Reid followed. "Sorry about the mess. I wasn't expecting visitors." There was a mess on the small round wooden table that had two chairs sat at it. For a male that seemed to introverted it was surprising that there were two chairs.

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Bill listened intently to Reid's questions, he had to quickly come up with something now. Maybe telling the truth? No, we can't have people finding out about his work, yet.

The two had arrived at Reid's apartment, as he was fumbling with his keys, Bill finally came up with an answer. "I'm just in the business area of an exterminating company, we are starting to spread to Oregon, so a branch is needed. Just for simple extermination." He explained quickly, it all seemed like he was telling the truth. Well, technically he was, he exterminates the supernatural and the company is all about exterminating the supernatural.

The door was unlocked wuth a click and Bill was the first to enter, "Sorry about the mess. I wasn't expecting visitors.", well that was right. The place was a mess, it reminded him of his office. But why is there two chairs for one man?
"Ah, that's no problem, this kinda reminds me of my office. Does someone else stay here?"

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ImageReid set his bag on the couch, getting out a few papers and sliding them into the desk across the room. He looked over at the many when he asked about someone else staying here. "My girlfriend comes over a lot and we normally have dinner together." He explained, setting to the task of clearing the table. "Would you like something to eat or drink? Anything?" Reid tried to be as hospitable as possible because it was polite. Once the table was clean, he sat in one of the chairs, ushering Bill to sit in the other. "What kind of extermination do you do?"

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Bill simply stood and tried to stay out of the way of Reid who was quickly cleaning up the place.
"I see, you have a girlfriend. That's nice of you!" Bill replied, still smiling.
"Ah, I got my coffee, so I'll be alright, thanks." Bill took another sip of his coffee.

The cleaning didn't take long and Bill was offered a seat at the table, allowing him to place his coffee down and take a seat. Unbuttoning his blazer as he sat.

"Ah, y'know, pest extermination." That was yet another truth, well, it was the truth to most of the world. Some people may not see the supernatural as 'pests'.

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ImageReid took small sips of his tea here and there. "Do you mean cockroaches and mice?" He inquired, as his hands fiddled with a pen that was on the table along with a piece of paper. On the paper it had Briony and Reid's name. He was just recently helping her move into his place and sell her own house. He set the pin down. It still was very hard to believe that he was making a business branch. Reid currently did not know where Briony was but she was bound to turn up sooner or later.

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"Do you mean cockroaches and mice?
"Hm, yeah, something like that" Bill answered, trying to keep his facial expression happy while hiding the fact that he was lying. This guy doesn't seem to be suspicious of him, hopefully not.

Bill continued taking large gulps of his coffee until he finished, placing the take out coffee cup onto the table to be binned later.
"What do you do for a living?"

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ImageReid set down his tea. He didn't look like he could be a teacher... he looked like a college student. "I work at the local high school as a Life Skills teacher." He replied, fiddling with his fingers. He didn't know what to think about this man. He seemed truthful but there was the scent of dishonesty in the air. Where are you Briony? He thought to himself, looking out the window, looking at the deep dark menacing storm clouds that were approaching.

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ImageThe air rushed in through the entrance of his apartment. Both of the men's head turned to look at the petite young girl with ebony tresses. "Briony..." He uttered lightly then quieted as she began taking. "Reeee-id! I picked up some more coffee grounds on my way over." He watched her and smiled lightly as she set them on the counter. She mentioned the stranger and then he spoke audibly. "This is Bill Treen. He is opening a new branch of his pest extermination company here." He gazed over at Bill as Briony's arms wrapped around his neck. He didn't hesitate to let her touch him. He had gotten used to it by now. After answering, he looked out the window, seeing the dark clouds outside. It reminded him of a day when they were first dating. She rushed into his apartment while he was sitting on the couch reading. She immediately hid under the table as a large crack of thunder sounded and shook the entire apartment building. He set his book down and looked at her. "Briony... what are you doing?" He questioned. It took about 10 minutes of talking to get her out from underneath the table and where she was cuddling him on the couch while he read the book to her. He found out her aversion to storms that night and from then on, he did his best to have her inside, doing something that was loud or reading to her to take her mind off of the storm. He hadn't today because he hadn't went home that night. He was still suspicious of this man but with Briony here he felt more relaxed and easy going.

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Here it comes, the awkward moment of the day. The two guys had nothing else to talk about and had fallen silent, sitting at the table waiting for something to happen which could break the awkwardness. And then, it did; The door to the apartment clicked open, allowing the cold humid air of the oncoming storm to rush into the apartment. It was quite satisfying actually, but who opened the door? It must be Reid's 'girlfriend'.

And there was the proof, the woman called out to the man about some coffee and walked in, placing the coffee granules on the counter. She seemed to have a kind of irritating look on her face once she discovered Bill's presence. What was even more annoying was the lovey dovey stuff that is unfolding.

"Ah yes, you must be the girlfriend of Mr. Reid here." Bill spoke up, his smirk returning to his face as he quickly stood from the seat, pushing his arm forward to shake hands with the female. "As you already know, I am Bill Treen, representative of a major pest extermination agency. Your boyfriend here had allowed me to stay here over the storm, I just need a place to stay for a while." He explained, quickly, it's quite hard to keep this lie going, but he cannot let these guys know that he is hunting the paranormal. Well to be exact, his profession is in demon hunting, but that isn't the point. It's certain that these guys aren't demons, so he doesn't need to kill. Yet.

"Oh yes, was I in your seat?"