As everyone remembers, there was a poll last week for names for a few of the characters in the stories, both seen and unseen! After careful contemplation, we’ve found a name for one character, and are in need of help narrowing the choices down for the others.
Presenting…
Moira Wainscot!
Sam and Dean’s adopted little sister in Brothers Consulted, Moira is a few years younger than Sam and spent a lot of her time with two older brothers, making her a bit of a tomboy. This means if she finds out they’re getting in trouble, she’s not about to leave them without trying to help out, or scold them if she gets her hands on them.
Wainscot showed up a few times in the poll, and it fits her perfectly!
Now for the characters we still need some help finding names for. Kara and Christian need the perfect last name, along with their family friend Mikael. Many names were considered and discarded, as we hope to keep with the naming convention style in honor of the Borrowers series that helped blossom so many of these ideas.
To help us out, go to the poll below and answer both questions!
Known Abilities: Jacob has grown up with a quiet patience that enables him to read a social situation very well. He doesn’t often see a need to push things in any direction, but he can see signs and trends through observation and is able to roll with almost anything. Part of it stems from his size. At his height and breadth, he can make other humans nervous just to be around him. He’d become an expert in toning down his intimidation factor the best he can in order to avoid making people feel threatened around him.
The size has its benefits, too. He is built for strength and stamina, and is essentially a wall of a person, more defensive in fights unless something really drives him to go on the offensive. It can make him seem like an unintelligent thug, but Jacob is decently smart, definitely enough to be perceptive (though not enough to pull off very convincing lies).
When Jacob is under the curse, his relative strength is even greater. He’s also just as perceptive as before, though in the isolation that comes with being small he can’t put it to use as well. He is diligent in learning the skills he needs to survive.
Jacob’s loyalty and gentleness are some of his greatest assets. Earning his respect is earning someone who will stand up for you no matter what. His level-headedness comes in handy quite often as well, especially when dealing with more excitable people.
Background: Jacob grew up and lives in Carlisle, Iowa, with his mother and father until his father lost a battle with cancer when Jacob was eight. His mother Mariana is second generation Greek-American, and his father Nicholas was first generation, and Jacob has many relatives overseas (with whom he occasionally talks on the phone, so he is proficient in Greek if not fluent).
His father’s illness and death resulted in a lot of medical bills and the loss of an income to the household, and Jacob and his mother spent a few years struggling financially. Since then, Mariana has found more stable work, and her second marriage to police officer Michael Ellison has helped take away some of the burden. Jacob has a decent relationship with his stepfather, though there will never be a replacement in his life for his dad, whom he tries to emulate in everything that he does.
Knack: Enhanced strength factor
Quote: You really wouldn’t mind hanging around Godzilla all the time?
You can’t do something like that to a person, no matter what the hell you think of him!
Known Abilities: Quiet when among her own people, she’s imprinted on humans more than others are comfortable with. She still retains some of her climbing skills, but they’ve waned since she lived free.
Background: Bree was a carefree spirit, wanting to live up to her father’s skills at slipping in and out of motel rooms. Because of this, she was caught by a human family and given to their daughter, Beth, as a pet. Walt was forced to watch his baby girl be torn from his life with no way of stopping it.
Bree was even taken from Beth when her family was overcome with greed, agreeing to sell the tiny girl off to Mina Chandler with the others they’ve caught.
Quote: It’s all so different from here… it looks so… small.
Known Abilities: Walt is lean and spry, a fast climber (though he can’t keep up with Sam at his best), and ready to fight. He is the one that teaches Sam and Dean how to take on rats at their size, assisted by his handy exacto razor he found in a motel room years back.
Walt is a tanner, able to work the pelt of any rats he kills into various objects, including but not limited to satchels, jackets and boots.
Most of the passages and entrances in and out of the walls of the Trails West were designed by Walt. He lived in the building before it was turned into a motel, and took the time to guarantee access for all the others of his size living there.
Despite his stern appearance, he is very good with children, often acting as a surrogate father to those who lost their families– Sam, Dean, Krissy and Sean all owe him their lives.
Background: Walt is one of the littles who has lived at the Trails West for the longest. So long that he remembers the days it was a bed and breakfast on the side of the road and remembers the hunters that nearly captured everyone there. Thanks to help from a certain Bobby Singer, nothing came from that.
Walt has been with the love of his life, Mallory Watch, since he was 18, and with her he raised a daughter, Briella Watch.
Though they lived for years in peace, it didn’t last. Bree was captured by humans when she was still a kid, and taken away from her family. Since then, Walt took in any estranged child as his own and helped raise them, doing his best to make sure the children had the best chance at survival. He doesn’t even flinch from raising cursed humans as his own, and has allowed actual humans into his family, like Dean Winchester after the hunter rescued Bree from her captors and brought the lost daughter home.
While Sam climbed his way back up Jacob’s arm, Dean paused and pulled Melanie into one last hug. He held her against his chest. “If we ever pass by this way, maybe I’ll have Jacob drop me off in the area,” he said with a wink. “I can check up and make sure you didn’t get into any trouble.”
Melanie’s smile was shy again and there was some pink in her cheeks. “I’d like that,” she told him, her fingers curling slowly around the lapel of his leather jacket. She had to push herself up on her tiptoes to claim one more kiss before he had to leave.
The small pair on the floor drew out their last kiss, enjoying one final embrace. Melanie’s slight form fit into Dean’s arms perfectly, filling in the emptiness in his center that had been there for a decade. He pulled away from her slightly so he could drink in her beauty one last time, brushing a thumb that was callused from years of climbing over her bottom lip.
“See you around, sweetheart,” he said softly as he straightened. It put him out of easy reach for her, his own natural height showing up for one of the first times in years.
Ilyana let her hands brush restlessly against her arms, the hot skin cooled rapidly by the falling temperature in the cold air of earth.
She suppressed a shiver, refusing to show fear as she waited in her place for the small hunter to come find her. The plan was designed and set by her summoner, the human witch whose fate she’d tied herself to. Herself and so many other sprites in the hopes of eternal life at last, like the ungrateful water sprites who lived eternal simply because of their tie to water.
The meeting with the witch was prominent in Ilyana’s mind. Dipping into the scrying pool by the volcano, listening to Noonia’s plaintive cries as the world around Ilyana changed from hot fire and rock to the darkened interior of a human house.
The candles burning around the summoning circle did little to warm the air. Summoning her sisters had helped a little, but for now the others waited to stop the larger hunter, Dean, setting a trap for him upstairs while Ilyana waited for her Sam down.
She heard a metallic thunk behind her seat, over at the edge of the counter, and smiled. Soon, Sam would be hers and she could return to her fiery home triumphant. The hero of the fire sprites, bringer of eternity.
Known Abilities: Sam has always loved school and reading, and it comes out in his uncanny ability for research. He can track down information on monsters and cases that anyone else would overlook. Though he’s been separated from technology for over a decade, he’s able to pick up skills with the laptop and the cell phone that rival Dean’s own, and because of this has a tendency to change Dean’s settings without warning, occasionally pissing off his older and larger brother.
Sam is a natural at climbing, and has no problem flaunting it compared to Dean’s paltry skills when they stand on the same scale. His strength outstrips his older brother, and though Dean is more skilled with self-defense, if Sam gets his hands on Dean, there’s no escaping him. There’s a reason he’s the only ‘little’ that uses a hook with three prongs, one of the heaviest climbing implements around. Topping all this off, Sam is more than able to handle a rat on his own– a rat the size of a grizzly bear.
Background: After losing his mother in a housefire, Sam’s father John took both his children on the road. Sam always wanted to stay in one place, go to a school, make some friends, be normal for a bit, but for a Winchester, that’s not meant to be.
He’s forced to accept his fate one night at Trails West, after which both brothers’ lives will never be the same.
Known Abilities: As a human, Dean was trained to be a hunter from the tender age of 4. He’s quick on his feet, fast to adapt, and excels with weaponry. He trained to be a mechanic both with his father John Winchester and Bobby Singer. He’s not a man to be messed with by anyone, whether they be human or monster. He is also loyal to a fault, and if you win his loyalty you can count on him in any situation, regardless of the danger.
Under the curse, Dean retains all of his training as a child. He’s one of the few ‘littles’ around that knows self-defense, and takes it upon himself to train the other members of his family with those same techniques. Though standing smaller than most of the parts, he remains mechanically inclined and can fix anything that he sets his mind to, a skill only heightened by his new ability to climb into what he’s fixing. Though he may need help with the larger parts.
Background: After losing his mother in a housefire, Dean’s father John took both his children on the road. Dean was trained to defend himself and his little brother, Sam, from a tender age and took it upon himself to do everything he could to protect Sam, going so far as to craft his younger brother a silver knife under Bobby Singer’s guidance.
All this comes to an end one fateful night at Trails West, and both brothers’ lives will never be the same.
Knack: The ability to find anything he seeks.
Quotes:
You and the others… you never have anything to fear from me. You have my word. Sam’s family is my family. Size be dammed.
Sam and Dean, after finding themselves lost and alone in England, will get adopted into a small family. Mother, father, very young daughter (Moira is only 6 years old when they find the brothers). The two lost boys have only the clothes on their backs, and they’re surprisingly attached to the design (one of the last connections they have to their father). With the barter system in England, and most of the women around can sew, getting new clothing was simple.
Once they discovered Dean’s knack, it became easy to find things to trade for clothing, and after the brothers killed off a rat, they traded the meat to a tanner to make them both a hefty pair of boots, Dean’s leather jacket (gotta have), and their bags.
Believe it or not, that was all actual, honest to god feedback we’ve received from our stories! To be exact, the tacky lamp feedback was from the upcoming horror story in Brothers Found. Mixed up in all that angsty horror, even extra-smol Jacob’s gotta kick back and relax (or try to) from time to time.
Jacob gasped involuntarily when the platform dropped out from under them, lowering him and Sam to the small table between the vast motel beds at last. He got shakily to his feet, finally releasing Sam’s sleeve so he could make his way to the edge of the hand again. He was able to hop down from the no-longer-insignificant height, landing in a safe crouch on the bunched up fabric of the shirt. It was a softer landing than in the pocket full of change, that was for damn sure.
He settled himself down on the shirt before looking over the other things on the nightstand with them. The TV remote was several times Jacob’s length and bulky. It looked like it had seen a lot of use because many of the buttons had their symbols partially scratched off. The alarm clock was a hulking black plastic thing with red, Jacob-sized numbers glowing on the front. He hoped it wasn’t set, because Jacob knew for a fact he’d never be able to depress the gigantic snooze button atop the device. The lamp was, on principle, tacky as sin with a lampshade fifteen years too old to be modern and about the same too young to look retro. The blocky base almost looked like a flight of stairs designed by Picasso. Jacob smirked, knowing Bowman probably hated the stupid lamp for having so many of those right angles that offended his sight so much. And of course, a water tower’s worth of beer sat waiting in Dean’s red cup next to the lamp.
Bowman found a comfy place to sit on the shirt with them, sipping on his beer. He had learned a few things since his first time drinking with the humans. If he drank too quickly like he wanted, he ran out of beer, got drunk, and had his supply cut off for being ornery, especially with Dean in charge of the drinks. Jacob knew his restraint wouldn’t last, but it was kind of amusing to see the sprite at least trying to pace himself.
“Alright, well, let’s see what’s on,” Jacob announced with a grin as he waited for Sam to join them.
Brothers Apart 