PLAYER
Name: Cig
Age: 27
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cig
E-mail: kichiri [at] gmail
AIM/MSN/etc: n/a
CHARACTER
Name: Sam Winchester
Canon: Supernatural
Age: 15
Timeline: Pre-series; Specifically, as shown during the flashback in 7x03 after Sam and Amy have parted ways.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
Personality:
“Normal” is an ideal Sam Winchester strives to achieve, because his life is anything but. Normal kids aren’t shuffled from school to school every few weeks. Normal kids worry about test scores and acne, not werewolves and vengeful spirits. Normal kids will have a parent soothe them when they’re nine years old and they’re scared of the thing in the closet, but in Sam’s case his father handed him a .45 pistol. Nothing in Sam’s life is even close to normal, which makes him crave it that much more.
Sam’s dysfunctional family life is nothing to sniff at. He has an ex-Marine for a father, though John is only his father in a loose sense of the term. In Sam’s words, John basically treated him and his brother Dean as warriors; meanwhile, Dean is the one that while only being four years older than Sam took over as both brother and father, as John was out on a hunt more often than not. Even as a child, Sam was used to the disappointment of John not being around for important events or holidays, or even just around in general. It wasn’t until Christmas when Sam was eight years old that he learned what exactly his father did for a living, and since that point he hasn’t had a choice in whether or not he joined in on the family business. It’s no wonder he takes issue with his father, what with being uprooted and moved from town to town every few weeks like clockwork and having to fall in line like a good soldier.
Yearning for normalcy has led to Sam acting out against John and, by extension, Dean. In Sam’s heaven, some of his happiest memories have been revealed, and in them his family is never present. Instead he has memories of his first Thanksgiving with another family and of the two weeks where he’d run away and holed up in a cabin by himself. The appeal of it was to break free, to do what he wanted for a change, rather than have to remain chained to the life he was being forced to pursue. Despite all that, Sam does have a sense dedication to his family; at one point a kitsune, one of the creatures his family had been hunting, saved his life by killing her mother and asked him to leave town with her. And while Sam trusted her, and had the perfect opportunity to leave the hunting life behind, he instead chose to return to his father and brother.
Without a stable home, Sam never really learned how to make friends, what with always being moved around. He was always the new kid, the weird kid, the freak, and tended to go into a new environment with a pessimistic attitude. At one point one of his teachers had questions on an essay he’d written, and Sam’s response was that the teacher could go ahead and flunk him, stating that it wouldn’t matter because his family was taking off again as soon as his dad got back. So desperate is he to fit in that he purposefully puts up with others bullying him so he doesn’t stick out like a sore thumb. Being a teenager (with a temper) he does have limits to how much he can put up with, and will rise to the bait if someone continues to taunt him, although he’s much more likely to react if it’s someone else that’s being given trouble.
Sam has always been decently easy to sway using emotions. Unlike many brought up in the hunting world, he tends to see things in shades of gray, rather than simply black and white, good or evil. Empathizing comes naturally to him, and he can go from brandishing a knife to being off his guard in under a minute. Certainly part of that is due to his less-than-stellar people skills. Sam is shy and awkward, and even at 15 years old has to ask his brother how to talk to girls. ...And then completely bombs his opening line, stumbling pathetically while trying to manage a simple “I just wanted to say hi” and looking so horribly dejected that the girl who told him to go away then feels compelled to explain herself.
So social activities aren’t really Sam’s thing. What is his thing, however, is thinking. He’s intelligent and creative, and able to throw himself into research and do whatever it takes to find out what he needs to. If that means downing a triple redeye to get the job done, then so be it. Sam is often delegated to research duty. It’s a role that requires him to find out what John and Dean are hunting and, more importantly, how to kill it. He can spot patterns in attacks, cross-reference different source materials, and pick through and separate the useful information from the unusable. His family’s safety is in his hands, and they may continuously call and pester him for updates, but they trust his skills enough to leave him to the task and trust his judgment when he does come upon an answer. His teenaged bullheadedness certainly comes in handy when it comes to not giving up before he gets his answers, even if it does cause tensions elsewhere in his life.
Background: Link; Applies through age 15
Abilities:
From a young age, Sam has been trained to fight. At the very least it’s to be expected he has experience with firearms (his father gave him a pistol when he was 9 and he mentions weapons training) and knives (he’s been shown with both butterfly and hunting knives). Hand-to-hand combat is also something that’s been drilled into him, and he’s easily taken on older kids several times, though they likely had no training to begin with. His smaller stature makes him agile and able to make quick attacks, though it’s unlikely he’d be able to take on any adult that knows how to handle themselves.
Other than that, Sam has a decent knowledge of the supernatural as well as ways to dispatch various creatures. And for those that he isn’t familiar with, he’s damn good at hitting the books until he figures it out. Sam also has basic medical training in a loose sense of the term. Give him a sewing needle and some dental floss and he can patch up a wound pretty well. It’ll leave a scar, but that’s better than bleeding out, right?
First Person:
[Looking anything but comfortable, a small, wiry teenager addresses the city through a video feed.]
Hi, uh, I’m– My name’s Sam. This kinda goes out to anyone who’s gone outside of the city, but even if you haven’t I could still use your help. See, I’m trying to– First off, there’s no denying that there are monsters out there, okay? I think enough of us have seen them to rule out that they’re just myths. So anyone, if you’ve seen something unnatural around, I want to talk to you. Well I mean.. I want you to talk to me.
What I want to do is make a list. More like an encyclopedia I guess, but basically something that has information on the creatures that are here. Out there. If you know how to protect yourself from it, that’s a plus, but even if you just know what something’s called or even what it looks like, that would help. I’m pretty good at hitting the books, so hopefully I’ll be able to fill in the blanks, but uh..
[He runs a hand through his hair.]
I think it’ll help everyone if there’s a reference for things that are out there. What to expect, ways to defend yourself or kill them. It would help people stay safe, whether they’re in the city or want to look outside it. So uh. Thank you, in advance.
Third Person:
At least research was something Sam was familiar with. He supposed he should be terrified, what with barely any recollection of how he had arrived here in the first place, though perhaps that was what the uneasy feeling in his gut was trying to build up to. But like this, with a stack of books beside him and his nose buried in the dusty pages, it was easy enough to slip into habit that the pressing urge to panic was forced further down by the turn of each page, by each book pushed aside after Sam is through sifting from cover to cover.
Thus far, his search has been fruitless. He’s found names of creatures that spirit away men, women, or children, but nothing with a taste for all three that simply.. allowed its victims free range. A djinn had crossed his mind, but Sam quickly dismissed that thought. Djinn were supposed to show one dreams and wishes, not something they never wanted. At one point, Sam found himself wondering if his father would know what to do, but he shook that thought away as well.
If there was one good thing about this place, it was that John wasn’t here. No phone calls every hour that led into disappointment, into people’s lives are at stake, Sam, into call me as soon as you know something. As if he would have forgotten under whose orders he was stuck in the library for to begin with. The teenager huffed, focused in on the book in his hands again. He didn’t need his father’s guidance. He could do this on his own.
Name: Cig
Age: 27
Personal Journal:
cigE-mail: kichiri [at] gmail
AIM/MSN/etc: n/a
CHARACTER
Name: Sam Winchester
Canon: Supernatural
Age: 15
Timeline: Pre-series; Specifically, as shown during the flashback in 7x03 after Sam and Amy have parted ways.
If playing another character from the same canon, how will you deal with this?: N/A
Personality:
“Normal” is an ideal Sam Winchester strives to achieve, because his life is anything but. Normal kids aren’t shuffled from school to school every few weeks. Normal kids worry about test scores and acne, not werewolves and vengeful spirits. Normal kids will have a parent soothe them when they’re nine years old and they’re scared of the thing in the closet, but in Sam’s case his father handed him a .45 pistol. Nothing in Sam’s life is even close to normal, which makes him crave it that much more.
Sam’s dysfunctional family life is nothing to sniff at. He has an ex-Marine for a father, though John is only his father in a loose sense of the term. In Sam’s words, John basically treated him and his brother Dean as warriors; meanwhile, Dean is the one that while only being four years older than Sam took over as both brother and father, as John was out on a hunt more often than not. Even as a child, Sam was used to the disappointment of John not being around for important events or holidays, or even just around in general. It wasn’t until Christmas when Sam was eight years old that he learned what exactly his father did for a living, and since that point he hasn’t had a choice in whether or not he joined in on the family business. It’s no wonder he takes issue with his father, what with being uprooted and moved from town to town every few weeks like clockwork and having to fall in line like a good soldier.
Yearning for normalcy has led to Sam acting out against John and, by extension, Dean. In Sam’s heaven, some of his happiest memories have been revealed, and in them his family is never present. Instead he has memories of his first Thanksgiving with another family and of the two weeks where he’d run away and holed up in a cabin by himself. The appeal of it was to break free, to do what he wanted for a change, rather than have to remain chained to the life he was being forced to pursue. Despite all that, Sam does have a sense dedication to his family; at one point a kitsune, one of the creatures his family had been hunting, saved his life by killing her mother and asked him to leave town with her. And while Sam trusted her, and had the perfect opportunity to leave the hunting life behind, he instead chose to return to his father and brother.
Without a stable home, Sam never really learned how to make friends, what with always being moved around. He was always the new kid, the weird kid, the freak, and tended to go into a new environment with a pessimistic attitude. At one point one of his teachers had questions on an essay he’d written, and Sam’s response was that the teacher could go ahead and flunk him, stating that it wouldn’t matter because his family was taking off again as soon as his dad got back. So desperate is he to fit in that he purposefully puts up with others bullying him so he doesn’t stick out like a sore thumb. Being a teenager (with a temper) he does have limits to how much he can put up with, and will rise to the bait if someone continues to taunt him, although he’s much more likely to react if it’s someone else that’s being given trouble.
Sam has always been decently easy to sway using emotions. Unlike many brought up in the hunting world, he tends to see things in shades of gray, rather than simply black and white, good or evil. Empathizing comes naturally to him, and he can go from brandishing a knife to being off his guard in under a minute. Certainly part of that is due to his less-than-stellar people skills. Sam is shy and awkward, and even at 15 years old has to ask his brother how to talk to girls. ...And then completely bombs his opening line, stumbling pathetically while trying to manage a simple “I just wanted to say hi” and looking so horribly dejected that the girl who told him to go away then feels compelled to explain herself.
So social activities aren’t really Sam’s thing. What is his thing, however, is thinking. He’s intelligent and creative, and able to throw himself into research and do whatever it takes to find out what he needs to. If that means downing a triple redeye to get the job done, then so be it. Sam is often delegated to research duty. It’s a role that requires him to find out what John and Dean are hunting and, more importantly, how to kill it. He can spot patterns in attacks, cross-reference different source materials, and pick through and separate the useful information from the unusable. His family’s safety is in his hands, and they may continuously call and pester him for updates, but they trust his skills enough to leave him to the task and trust his judgment when he does come upon an answer. His teenaged bullheadedness certainly comes in handy when it comes to not giving up before he gets his answers, even if it does cause tensions elsewhere in his life.
Background: Link; Applies through age 15
Abilities:
From a young age, Sam has been trained to fight. At the very least it’s to be expected he has experience with firearms (his father gave him a pistol when he was 9 and he mentions weapons training) and knives (he’s been shown with both butterfly and hunting knives). Hand-to-hand combat is also something that’s been drilled into him, and he’s easily taken on older kids several times, though they likely had no training to begin with. His smaller stature makes him agile and able to make quick attacks, though it’s unlikely he’d be able to take on any adult that knows how to handle themselves.
Other than that, Sam has a decent knowledge of the supernatural as well as ways to dispatch various creatures. And for those that he isn’t familiar with, he’s damn good at hitting the books until he figures it out. Sam also has basic medical training in a loose sense of the term. Give him a sewing needle and some dental floss and he can patch up a wound pretty well. It’ll leave a scar, but that’s better than bleeding out, right?
First Person:
[Looking anything but comfortable, a small, wiry teenager addresses the city through a video feed.]
Hi, uh, I’m– My name’s Sam. This kinda goes out to anyone who’s gone outside of the city, but even if you haven’t I could still use your help. See, I’m trying to– First off, there’s no denying that there are monsters out there, okay? I think enough of us have seen them to rule out that they’re just myths. So anyone, if you’ve seen something unnatural around, I want to talk to you. Well I mean.. I want you to talk to me.
What I want to do is make a list. More like an encyclopedia I guess, but basically something that has information on the creatures that are here. Out there. If you know how to protect yourself from it, that’s a plus, but even if you just know what something’s called or even what it looks like, that would help. I’m pretty good at hitting the books, so hopefully I’ll be able to fill in the blanks, but uh..
[He runs a hand through his hair.]
I think it’ll help everyone if there’s a reference for things that are out there. What to expect, ways to defend yourself or kill them. It would help people stay safe, whether they’re in the city or want to look outside it. So uh. Thank you, in advance.
Third Person:
At least research was something Sam was familiar with. He supposed he should be terrified, what with barely any recollection of how he had arrived here in the first place, though perhaps that was what the uneasy feeling in his gut was trying to build up to. But like this, with a stack of books beside him and his nose buried in the dusty pages, it was easy enough to slip into habit that the pressing urge to panic was forced further down by the turn of each page, by each book pushed aside after Sam is through sifting from cover to cover.
Thus far, his search has been fruitless. He’s found names of creatures that spirit away men, women, or children, but nothing with a taste for all three that simply.. allowed its victims free range. A djinn had crossed his mind, but Sam quickly dismissed that thought. Djinn were supposed to show one dreams and wishes, not something they never wanted. At one point, Sam found himself wondering if his father would know what to do, but he shook that thought away as well.
If there was one good thing about this place, it was that John wasn’t here. No phone calls every hour that led into disappointment, into people’s lives are at stake, Sam, into call me as soon as you know something. As if he would have forgotten under whose orders he was stuck in the library for to begin with. The teenager huffed, focused in on the book in his hands again. He didn’t need his father’s guidance. He could do this on his own.
