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Full Name: Samuel Winchester
Nickname/Alias: Sam, Sammy, numerous other aliases
Age/Date Of Birth: 30, May 2, 1983
Race: Human
Occupation: Hunter
Species Group: Hunter
Play-By: Jared Paladecki
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ modern technology
❤ salad
❤ pizza
❤ family
❤ hunting
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ demons
✗ clowns
✗ airhead girls
✗ arguing with his brother
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ clowns
☬ losing his brother
Goals (At Least 1):
★ Put a finish to the supernatural crap and finally get to living his life and starting a family of his own.
Personality: Many would say that Sam Winchester is the complete opposite of his brother Dean. What Dean carries to the duo with his street smarts, Sam brings in book smarts. He's an intelligent guy and has always taken his education very seriously, and even though he no longer attends Stanford in the hopes of moving on to obtain his law degree, he still spends a decent amount of time on his laptop researching and learning new things. When it comes to the ladies, he more often than not prefers to take a back seat and let Dean work the room. Besides, with his boyish good looks and charming smile, they usually come to him, though Sam is fine going without female attention for a while because he feels there are more important things to focus on. That isn't to say that he doesn't now and then find himself smitten by an attractive girl, but it certainly isn't what he spends most of his time worrying about.
When it comes to hunting, Sam usually lets his brother remain in the driver's seat, calling the shots, mostly because that's what he's used to and that's just how their dynamic works. But if Sam has an opinion or information about something he won't hesitate to speak his mind. And if he feels strongly enough about something he doesn't mind butting heads with Dean to get his message across. He is most of the time a sort of go with the flow sort of person, unless it has to serve a personal purpose or something. So if need be he can be an assertive powerhouse.
He tries to have a outer conscientiousness of others, especially his older brother. He can be very empathic when he wants to be, and many times its to those he feels deserves it. Sam's biggest strength when it comes to solving a case is his incredible ability to gain the trust of people and witnesses involved and to draw information from them. For some reason, not many can withstand his trademark puppy dog eyes. He just seems to have the sort of face that people feel they can trust.
Sam tends to listen to his heart more than he listens to his head. This isn't to say that he's all about acting before thinking, but he is a downright good guy and his conscience and emotions do tend to influence what he does.
Traits
✧ intelligent
✧ optimist
✧ fit
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ damaged
✦ selfless (to the point of self-destructive at times)
✦ nerdy (though it comes in handy when research is needed)
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Parents: John and Mary Winchester (deceased)
Siblings: Dean and Adam
Other Family: Deanna Campbell (Grandmother), Samuel Campbell (Grandfather), Gwen Campbell (Third Cousin), Christian Campbell (Third Cousin), Mark Campbell (Distant Cousin), Cain and Abel (Ancestors)
Important Others: Bobby, Ellen Harvelle, Jo Harvelle, Castiel
History: One could easily say that Sam Winchester was born to be a hunter. The first six months of his life were about as normal and apple pie as you could get, but of course Sam was so young that he couldn't tell you what that was like at all. In all honesty, Sam's life really began on the night of his six month birthday... and that was also the night when his mother's life ended.
It was a nursery fire that killed Mary Winchester... that's all the neighbors knew and for a while that was all Sam knew. He didn't remember her at all but Dean sure had fond stories to tell him, and though he often found himself wishing he had been able to know his mother, it would have been a lie to say that he actually missed her. It more concerned Sam that the loss of their mother was much harder on his older brother, but good ol' Dean, he always stayed strong, or at least, he gave the illusion of it.
Growing up, it was just the three of them... Sam, Dean and their father, and to say that they led an odd life would be a huge understatement. Unknown to Sam for the first few years, their never-ending road trip with their father wasn't just about seeing the country. John Winchester was on a mission to find out what had killed his wife... because he knew that fire back in 1983 was no case of faulty wiring. For quite a while, Sam had no idea that their lives were particularly different. How was he to know that every father didn't give their child a gun at the age of nine to protect him from the noises coming from the closet? How was he to know that other kids weren't left on their own in cheap motel rooms for days at a time with only their 12-year-old brother and the cleaning staff to look after him? He didn't know any better. To Sam, this was normal... at least for a while.
Then one Christmas, John Winchester did something that was unforgivable to Sam... he failed to come home in time to celebrate with the boys. That was when he learned everything from his brother... what Dad was really doing and why he was dragging his sons through the muck just to get revenge. From that point on all Sam wanted was a normal life... away from all of this supernatural nonsense, but while he was still under 18 and still in school there was nothing he could do. So as soon as he graduated and had the chance to leave his father and brother behind and go to Stanford for college, he took it... and it wasn't pretty.
So Sam had his first taste ever of a normal life at Stanford. Estranged now from his family, he made friends, studied hard, and became involved in a very serious relationship with a young woman named Jessica Moore. In fact, he was well on his way to attending law school when his brother showed up literally in the middle of the night out of nowhere and asked for Sam's help to find their missing father. Sam reluctantly agreed to travel with Dean for the weekend to search for him but they came home empty-handed just in time for Sam to witness the death of his girlfriend Jessica in exactly the same manner that he mother had passed away over twenty years ago. Sam didn't hesitate to leave his normal life at college behind and join his brother on the road, intent on finding John and tracking down whatever evil creature had taken the love of his life from him.
For the next year or so, the Winchester brothers traveled around the country, fighting evil, hunting monsters and saving many lives, most often not getting so much as a thank you as a reward. They've experienced many hardships along the way... many obstacles to get over such as the discovery that a demon was responsible for the death of Mary and Jessica... the death of their father at the hands of said demon. They've also me many interesting people who have made quite a difference in their lives... Ellen and Jo Harvelle, Missouri Mosely, Ash...uh, whatever his last name is.
So in between all the diners, hotel/motels, camping outs in the Impala, and hunting; Sam spent quite a long time working out the mysteries of the supernatural with his older brother. It was not long before the Yellow-Eyed demon's plans became apparent, as Sam began to exhibit unusual psychic abilities. The brothers soon began to find patterns of nursery fires and psychic abilities among others and upon piecing the puzzle together, saw that Azazel had his own plans for Sam and the special kids. In a fight to the death, Sam was stabbed and died, which would have stuck, had Dean not decided to trade his own soul for Sam's life.
This led Sam down a path that not many would want to follow. Sam took a dark path filled with consumption of demon blood and a cunning demon, Ruby. With her lovely promises of knowing ways to keep Dean from going to Hell, Sam began to trust Ruby. Ultimately, they were unable to save Dean from Hell and Sam sought solace from Ruby. In an attempt to become powerful enough to take out Lilith, Sam began to consume demon blood with Ruby's assistance. Unwittingly, Sam was tricked into raising Lucifer and starting the apocalypse.
Sam lost everything. All that he had fought for, was now a distant memory. He worked to made amends with Dean and was part of the front line to help take down Lucifer. This worked for a while until it came down to a choice, say yes to being Lucifer's vessel and have a way to end it all or say no and keep going. Thankfully Castiel gave them time by hiding them from the angels. For a time at least.
In the end, it was more than he could handle and Sam gave in, Adam became Micheal’s vessel instead, and Dean was left to watch the chaos. Almost a year passed and Sam reappeared to Dean after saving him from Djinn poisoning. Upon their reunion, Sam revealed that he has been back this whole time searching for whatever force brought him back and hunting with his mother's side of the family, the Campbells, led by their grandfather Samuel who was also resurrected. While hunting with Sam again, Dean quickly noticed how different he was acting.
When Dean confronted Sam about the fact he was acting differently, Sam denied that Hell affected him in the same way that it did Dean and that he was absolutely fine. Although Sam still possessed his memories, likes, dislikes, and was capable of making rational decisions, he was completely without emotion and appeared almost inhuman. He was brought back but Sam's soul was not with him and was still trapped in Lucifer's Cage
When Dean insisted on recovering Sam's soul, it was suggested by Castiel, Crowley and even Death that Sam's soul was likely "mutilated" and "flayed to the raw nerve" and even if they're able to retrieve it, Sam may die from the damage done. Death does agree to bring Sam's soul back and created a mental wall within Sam's mind to deal with the memories of Hell before he forces it back into Sam's screaming body. However, Castiel, in an attempt to distract Dean and Bobby while he attempts to enter Purgatory, brought down the wall, ultimately causing Sam to remember his time in Hell. Sam eventually reawakened from his comatose state, but found himself still struggling with the visions of the Cage that his soul had endured.
After Castiel's actions resulted in the release of the Leviathans - God's first creations - Sam was left struggling with the restoration of his memories of his time in Hell, even as he remained dedicated to helping Dean and others stop the Leviathans. Sam had to fight not only the Leviathan, but also his own inner demons in the form of Lucifer himself who had begun to taunt Sam with hallucinations. As his mental state became worse, Sam forced himself to go without sleep to stop his visions, but was sent to an asylum when he was hit by a car while running away from Lucifer. Lucifer continued to torment him in the hospital, and he was eventually reduced to a catatonic state. He was saved when Castiel took on his suffering, enabling Sam to continue his life or what was left of it.
With his mind somewhat repaired, Sam was able to go back to hunting, the life that had cost him so much pain and loss. Along the way he had at some point lost everyone he had cared about: his parents, Dean, Ellen, Jo, Ash, Jessica, Bobby, and even himself. With Castiel out of commission and Bobby with a bullet in his skull, Sam and Dean were forced to try to save the world again, this time with the unlikely help of Garth.
Garth suggested that Bobby may still be with them as a ghost, tied to the flask. The same idea had occurred to the brothers, and they are finally able to see Bobby. Sam was willing to attempt working with Bobby to bring down the leviathans, and they managed to steal a tablet called The Word of God from Dick Roman, and prophet Kevin Tran translated it for them. Uncovering the tablet managed to wake Castiel. When Sam and Kevin head to the lab, they found Dick Roman being killed by Dean and Castiel. After Dick exploded, Dean and Castiel disappeared and Crowley took Kevin, leaving Sam, once again, completely on his own, not knowing Dean and Castiel were now trapped in Purgatory.
Following Dean's disappearance, Sam retired from hunting, trying to make a new life for himself with a pet dog and a girlfriend, a veterinarian named Amelia. However, the hunter's calling was too strong and Sam made the decision to fully commit to hunting - saying goodbye to Amelia and his normal life.
Alias: Krysla
How did you find us?: Jendi
Experience: lots
Other Characters: Aria Mathis, Kadence Jennings, MB Winchester, Dillon Kincaid, Angelia Marten
RP Sample: If this were a different night, different situation and a different person, Alyssa might have found the way the moon shone down to be quite beautiful, but the only good thing that came out of it tonight was it effectively eliminated the need for flashlights. Her shaky right hand held a gun loaded with silver bullets as she walked swiftly down the street, Jake in her peripheral vision, the pair would have appeared as mirror images if not for obvious reasons. Her boots barely made a sound as they approached the entrance to an alley, Alyssa looking over at Jake as if to say “This one?”
A slight nod was all the answer she got as she slowed down, watching as Jake crossed the street towards her, both of their eyes darting around alert and cautious. Alyssa followed behind her partner, making sure to shoot glances behind them, not knowing if their prey would attack from behind or not. This wasn’t an easy job for her, in her mind this was an innocent boy who didn’t ask for this disease nor was even aware that he had it and yet she knew that he wouldn’t see another sunrise.
A shiver ran down her spine as the breeze picked up slightly, leaves rustling past them along with the faintest hint of wet dog. Her blonde ponytail whipped against her cheek as she turned around, the sight greeting her had her locked with fear, “Jake….behind us.” Now they had nowhere to go, the alley ended in a dead end behind them and in front of them was their intended prey. This definitely was not going as she had expected.
It was hard to find that sympathy she had felt earlier when she was face to face with the beast and found herself being thrown to the ground, her body instinctively rolling away quickly as her gun flew out of her hands. As Alyssa looked up, she saw Jake aim his gun at the beast and squeeze the trigger, only to hear him say something about, “Piece of shit gun.” The only thought she had at that moment was that if she didn’t do something, one of two things was going to happen, Jake was going to get hurt or worse he would die, neither of which she was willing to allow.
Alyssa got to her knees quickly, she knew this would be weaker than she was able to do but it would buy them a little bit of time. She could feel energy pulsing through her as she focused on the werewolf, watching as he flew back away from Jake and into the middle of the street. That was not going to hold him off for long, she thought as she ran to grab her gun and yelled at Jake, “Come on, let’s finish this.” Tossing her gun his way, he was the better shot after all.
Her head felt slightly dizzy from using her powers and from the slight aching she suspected she’d hit it on the ground as well, but she’d worry about that later, right now Alyssa had all her energy focused on two things, the werewolf that was coming back and Jake who was walking towards the beast leaving more distance between the pair than she liked.
As if sensing an opening, the werewolf crouched down low before springing into the air, landing in the space between the two hunters, with all of his focus on the blonde. Oh dear lord, Jake, don’t miss this, Alyssa pleaded silently as she braced herself, her green eyes trying not to look into the beast’s, afraid she’d find the boy inside. Her arms came up to shield her face as she heard the unmistakable sound of a gunshot ring through the empty silence. The only sound to be heard was a plopping sound as the werewolf hit the pavement, a hole through it’s brain.
She lowered her arms to see Jake smiling as he walked back towards her, looking down periodically at his kill. “See, I told you there was nothing to worry about.” Alyssa smirked back, “Who was worried?” She reached up to smooth back an errant piece of hair only to find something gooey sticking to her fingers, “Oh come on…Seriously…Why am I always the one who ends up with the nasty evil things brains in my hair?” Alyssa could have sworn that she heard laughter as she bent down to pick up the jammed gun and then stalked off towards the car.
I (Sam Winchester) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (batman)
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