Post by samantha on Dec 25, 2008 19:09:59 GMT -5
Samantha Kite;;
is now entering it's all in yer mind
is now entering it's all in yer mind
About You;;
behind the RPer
Name: Call me Sam behind the RPer
Age: 17
Years of Rping: 2 years
Contact: Email me
ID Tag;;
Alias: Sam or Sammy
Name: Samantha Kite
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bisexual
Age: 20
Species: Human
Job: Training to be in medical department. [Doctor]
Religious Affiliation: None
Dear Diary;;
Specialties:
1. Observent
2. Caring
3. Kind
Summary:
As a future doctor, Samantha’s strengths come to be very useful to her. She was always told to be observant and notice things that are not that easy to spot. Keeping that in mind, she would grow up and usually notice things that others would try to hide. Also as a child, she would always wander off and care for others that were in need. Very often she would get scolded for it but she would always continue helping others. Samantha was always very kind toward others . She would always try to be optimistic and look at the bright side of things.
Weakness:
1. Temper
2. Sensitive
3. Trusts very easily
Summary:
Samantha has a bit of a temper. She always did. As a child she would often get yelled at by her parents for getting angry too easily. Her sensitivity would also get her in a lot of trouble. She was never able to keep a straight face when being insulted. Very often she would cry when she heard something depressing or heartwarming. The one thing that she hates the most is that she trusts very easily. Many times she would get hurt or abused by others because she trusted so easily.
Appearance;;
Looks: Although Samantha is twenty years old, she looks like she could be sixteen or seventeen.
Hair: Shoulder lengh light brown hair with streaks of bangs on the side of her forehead.
Eyes: Golden brown
Height: 5'2
Marks: Has a perminant scar in the side of her ancle from getting stabbed there.
Race: White
Skin Tone: Pale cream colored
Body Type: Slim
Clothing Style: Samantha is willing to wear anything as long as it is confortable. She will usually wear a bluse with jeans or a comfy dress.
Footwear: Usually wears heals of comfy shoes.
Summary:
Samantha is overall pretty. Her hair color compliments her creamy pale skin. Her eyes would normally look chocolate but they look golden in the sun. Samantha would wear anything as long as it is confortable. One day she may wear a sundress with a pear of small heals and the next she would wear jeans and a T shirt. It would usually depend on her mood.
Personality;;
Likes:
1. Animals
2. Reading
3. Flowers
Dislikes:
1. Suffering
2. Violence
3. Pocket knives
Flaws:
1. Bites lip when nervous
2. Sometimes over friendly
3. Has a terrible fear of pocket knives
Summary:
As a child, before she was taken away from her first family, Samantha was abused by her family. Her father would usually hit her until she cried and then took out a pocket knife and would cut her all over. She always knew it was coming, which is how she got into the habit of biting her lip whenever she got very nervous, stressed, or scared. Many times she would bite her lip until it would bleed. Her over friendliness would often annoy people but it also made her an easy target for those who wanted to harm her.
Background Check;;
Family Members:
Hannah Tyson [Birth Mother]
George Tyson [Birth Father]
Evelyn Kite [Adopted Mother]
Daniel Kite [Adopted Father]
School Attending: Medical School
Grade Level: Attending School
History: Samantha was born one afternoon into a middle class family that lived in a small town. Her parents were abusive drunks. Her father despised her because of the fact that she was a girl. She would sneak out while her father was out and help others that lived in her town. Her mother would usually just ignore her. When her father came from work he would beat her with anything he could find. Once she was crying, he would take out a pocket knife that he would always have with him and he would cut her. They were shallow cuts. The kind of cuts you can easily get by falling. With still high spirits, Samantha would still go out and help others in need.
One rainy day when she snuck out, Samantha found a small white cat lying in the corner of the shop. Knowing that if her parents saw the kitten they would kill it, she put it in an old shack near her house. That kitten soon became her best friend. As she grew up, so did the kitten. She was ten years old now, and after feeding the now fully grown cat, Samantha went around town to aid others in need. When she came back to the shack, the cat was not there. Now a bit worried, she returned to her home only to find that her father had returned early. Lying next to him was a white creature. With wide eyes, Samantha ran toward the cat and ended up getting grabbed by her father. Not in the mood for games, her furious father took out the pocket knife and before her very eyes, cut the kitten open. With tears swelling up, Samantha began to scream. Her father grabbed her and deeply stabbed her in the ankle. With blurry vision from the tears and a bleeding ankle, she managed to make it to town and tell somebody. Her parents were arrested and Samantha was moved to another family.
Her second family was the Kites. Her new parents were high class, although they treated her kindly, they expected a lot from her. Wanting to impress her parents, Samantha started working very hard on her studies. She would always like to help others so her parents suggested that she should work hard to become a doctor. For eight years Samantha studied very hard and did her best in everything to achieve her goal to become a doctor. Now Samantha is in medical school, trying to achieve her dream.
Code Word:
Mad Skills;;
The sun was so slowly rising. It was a cloudy yet slightly cold morning in the town where Trinity had been thrown one day ago. She was lying down is a wooden bench near a small market. She had no extra clothes, no food, no water, and nobody to talk to. Not that she had many people to talk to when she was home. To keep it short and simple, she was miserable.
Trinity slowly got up and stretched her long pale arms. She slowly lifted herself from the bench and tried to straighten her already tattered clothes. She was wearing a pear of black shorts and a gray shirt. Her shoes had a small hole in the heel which limited her walking. Trinity started walking deeper into the town. Where was she going? Nowhere in particular really, was she just wandering around trying to see what she could find.
