Post by Samantha 'Sam' Puckett on Apr 21, 2012 18:59:54 GMT
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Name: Samantha 'Sam' Puckett
Age: 15
Job/Occupation: None.
Appearance: Sam has long blonde hair that she seems to care about very much as if pulled she stops whatever she is doing immediately. She has round brown eyes and normal colored skin. She stands at 5`1 and is very skinny despite loving to eat. She doesn't mind wearing dresses though she doesn't do it, ever. Well, she's done it when she used to go into beauty pageants when she was younger, but that's about it.
Personality: Sam is a very tomboyish girl and she comes off as very aggressive, which she can be. But that is only if somebody annoys her. She can also be very teasing and always has a sharp argument ready on her mouth. Even though Sam is very brave and tough, she can also get upset. She barely ever cries, only on some occasions. Sam isn't very good at making friends and because of that she's never valued friendship because she's never had a friend long enough to know how special it really is.
Sam is a food-lover, but manages to stay skinny despite how much she eats. Sam is a bit feisty and sour sometimes, and she can get into frustrated bad moods. She also does quite a few bad things, such as thieving and attacking people depending on what they do to her, but she doesn't do that all the time. Living on the streets has made Sam realize that she needs to survive and she needs to have somewhere to sleep and eat. Her parent's death shocked her, yes, but because she hated her parents she isn't as bothered as most would be. Sam hates school and now doesn't go because there isn't enough money, and also because she hates it.
Sam is confident and arrogant and a tiny bit of a show off at times. She's a born fighter and she's a talented singer, dancer, actress, comedian, writer and she's good with computers. Sam is smart, but not in the school way smart. She's smart with reading and that, but she's also smart in making plans of attack etc. Sam is polite at times, but sometimes things blurt out of her mouth and she doesn't think them through. She doesn't usually apologize but when she does people know she means it because she thinks it through and makes sure her words are crystal clear and nice.
History: Sam was born on May 2nd, in a little village just outside of London. She had a mum, a dad and a brother, and the family was very very wealthy, Sam figured that out from a very young age. Her parents looked after her for the first 5 years of her life...badly. And then all they did was go out. They made her go to school, and she was always alone at her house. So Sam taught herself how to get food, and by the time she was 10 she could cook up to a certain extent. When she was 12 her parents died. Her brother was taken into care a few days later. But Sam had been prepared. Just after their death and when everyone was gone, Sam had packed her stuff, stolen most of the money their parents had, and by the time they came back to take her into care she was gone.
Sam lived a hard life on the streets. Sure, she had enough money for food, but she had to live through cold winters, nits, illnesses, and all sorts. She made it out, and each time one passed, Sam got stronger. When Sam was 14 and a bit, a man took her in. He taught her to steal and how to live life on the road, and she taught him to read and write. That lasted through the winter and he had a special den they could live in but he died shortly after Sam's 15th birthday. All through her time on the streets, Sam was always fighting. She won every time, sometimes only narrowly but she still won. And now she still does. She steals, and only got caught once, and it caused a fight because it was a teenager, but Sam one the fight fair and square and got away. Nobody knows where Sam's den is so the police have no luck finding her. For now at least, anyway. Sam has a feeling that they won't find her, but she also knows deep down that there is a big chance that they will find her one day and arrest her. But for now she is safe. A few weeks back she acquired a mobile phone that picks up internet.
Anything else: Nothing.
RP Sample: Sam laughed a little as she ran away from that stall. She'd grabbed three chicken legs and a drink of lemonade and they hadn't been looking. By the time they'd looked round she was gone. She heard them yelling, but she paid no attention. She ran fast and eventually lost the people chasing her. She dived into her den, breathless with laughter. She shut the door and bolted it, then walked down the stairs. She remembered the man who had taken her in telling her that he had made this place and that nobody even noticed it. The door was hidden in a dark alley and nobody ever went down there, and the door also blended in with the wall when closed.
Sam sat on the battered sofa (with a blanket thrown over) and drank the lemonade, putting the cup down on the floor and then tucking in on the chicken wings. Pretty soon she'd finished them, and she fished the muffin out of her bag that she'd stolen earlier. She ate that too. She wasn't starving anymore, but she was pretty hungry. Sam picked up her phone and went on the internet. There was an internet cafe next to the den and she could pick up internet from there.
She checked all the news reports and grinned. She'd know they wouldn't write anything about her. Why would they? She wasn't important. It didn't say the police were searching for anyone, save a few criminals who they actually knew the names of. Sam curled up on the sofa, throwing her quilt over herself, and watched a movie on her phone. By the time two hours had passed and the movie was over, the phone was on the floor and Sam was fast asleep on the sofa, her blonde hair fanned out on the sofa arm.
Name: Samantha 'Sam' Puckett
Age: 15
Job/Occupation: None.
Appearance: Sam has long blonde hair that she seems to care about very much as if pulled she stops whatever she is doing immediately. She has round brown eyes and normal colored skin. She stands at 5`1 and is very skinny despite loving to eat. She doesn't mind wearing dresses though she doesn't do it, ever. Well, she's done it when she used to go into beauty pageants when she was younger, but that's about it.
Personality: Sam is a very tomboyish girl and she comes off as very aggressive, which she can be. But that is only if somebody annoys her. She can also be very teasing and always has a sharp argument ready on her mouth. Even though Sam is very brave and tough, she can also get upset. She barely ever cries, only on some occasions. Sam isn't very good at making friends and because of that she's never valued friendship because she's never had a friend long enough to know how special it really is.
Sam is a food-lover, but manages to stay skinny despite how much she eats. Sam is a bit feisty and sour sometimes, and she can get into frustrated bad moods. She also does quite a few bad things, such as thieving and attacking people depending on what they do to her, but she doesn't do that all the time. Living on the streets has made Sam realize that she needs to survive and she needs to have somewhere to sleep and eat. Her parent's death shocked her, yes, but because she hated her parents she isn't as bothered as most would be. Sam hates school and now doesn't go because there isn't enough money, and also because she hates it.
Sam is confident and arrogant and a tiny bit of a show off at times. She's a born fighter and she's a talented singer, dancer, actress, comedian, writer and she's good with computers. Sam is smart, but not in the school way smart. She's smart with reading and that, but she's also smart in making plans of attack etc. Sam is polite at times, but sometimes things blurt out of her mouth and she doesn't think them through. She doesn't usually apologize but when she does people know she means it because she thinks it through and makes sure her words are crystal clear and nice.
History: Sam was born on May 2nd, in a little village just outside of London. She had a mum, a dad and a brother, and the family was very very wealthy, Sam figured that out from a very young age. Her parents looked after her for the first 5 years of her life...badly. And then all they did was go out. They made her go to school, and she was always alone at her house. So Sam taught herself how to get food, and by the time she was 10 she could cook up to a certain extent. When she was 12 her parents died. Her brother was taken into care a few days later. But Sam had been prepared. Just after their death and when everyone was gone, Sam had packed her stuff, stolen most of the money their parents had, and by the time they came back to take her into care she was gone.
Sam lived a hard life on the streets. Sure, she had enough money for food, but she had to live through cold winters, nits, illnesses, and all sorts. She made it out, and each time one passed, Sam got stronger. When Sam was 14 and a bit, a man took her in. He taught her to steal and how to live life on the road, and she taught him to read and write. That lasted through the winter and he had a special den they could live in but he died shortly after Sam's 15th birthday. All through her time on the streets, Sam was always fighting. She won every time, sometimes only narrowly but she still won. And now she still does. She steals, and only got caught once, and it caused a fight because it was a teenager, but Sam one the fight fair and square and got away. Nobody knows where Sam's den is so the police have no luck finding her. For now at least, anyway. Sam has a feeling that they won't find her, but she also knows deep down that there is a big chance that they will find her one day and arrest her. But for now she is safe. A few weeks back she acquired a mobile phone that picks up internet.
Anything else: Nothing.
RP Sample: Sam laughed a little as she ran away from that stall. She'd grabbed three chicken legs and a drink of lemonade and they hadn't been looking. By the time they'd looked round she was gone. She heard them yelling, but she paid no attention. She ran fast and eventually lost the people chasing her. She dived into her den, breathless with laughter. She shut the door and bolted it, then walked down the stairs. She remembered the man who had taken her in telling her that he had made this place and that nobody even noticed it. The door was hidden in a dark alley and nobody ever went down there, and the door also blended in with the wall when closed.
Sam sat on the battered sofa (with a blanket thrown over) and drank the lemonade, putting the cup down on the floor and then tucking in on the chicken wings. Pretty soon she'd finished them, and she fished the muffin out of her bag that she'd stolen earlier. She ate that too. She wasn't starving anymore, but she was pretty hungry. Sam picked up her phone and went on the internet. There was an internet cafe next to the den and she could pick up internet from there.
She checked all the news reports and grinned. She'd know they wouldn't write anything about her. Why would they? She wasn't important. It didn't say the police were searching for anyone, save a few criminals who they actually knew the names of. Sam curled up on the sofa, throwing her quilt over herself, and watched a movie on her phone. By the time two hours had passed and the movie was over, the phone was on the floor and Sam was fast asleep on the sofa, her blonde hair fanned out on the sofa arm.
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