CALLOWAY, sam jaren

[Sam Calloway]

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Sam Jaren Calloway
[[sixteen, freshman, loner]][/center][/font]

FULL NAME;; Sam Jaren Calloway
NICKNAMES;; Sammy *ONLY CALLED THAT BY HIS BROTHER*
GENDER;; OTHER! Nahh, Male
DATE OF BIRTH;; December 26th
AGE;; Sixteen
HOMETOWN;; Seattle, WA
ETHINICITY;; Caucasian
GRADE;; Ninth
FACE CLAIM;; Richie Stringini

EYES;; Sam’s eyes are a deep blue, spiked with a teal-gray. On a rainy day, or when he’s feeling extra sad, his eyes turn a steel gray that could stop any heart that comes within a few feet of him.
NOSE;; Sam has a broad nose, one that hasn’t been broken once; meaning his nose isn’t hooked in the slightest.
HAIR;; Sam has soft golden locks that during the winter darken to a dirty blonde, and every once in a while he dies a few stripes black or brown for a stunning undertone.
FACE IN GENERAL;; Sam's face is in perfect proportion. His eyes are bright and vibrant, just beneath a wave of blonde hair. He has a glowing smile that could melt any girl if used the right way. He has a strong, pronounced chin that's virtually hairless - thankfully for him, as he isn't a fan of facial hair. Most people don't see the perfect face as he usually hangs his head and watches the floor as he walks. When people do see it, however, they usually do a double-take as his face is heart-stopping.
BODY IN GENERAL;; Sam has a lithe form. His body is thin but surprisingly muscular. He grew up being a vegetarian, so he rarely eats fatty foods - although fries... Ahh fries get to him. This keeps him healthy - that and the exercising - meaning he looks really good. In baggy clothes all people ever see is how thin he is, meaning they call him a loser, or a wimp. His walk has no confidence, just a shuffle which isn't exactly appealing to some people.

Standing at 5'11" Sam's just under six feet tall. He's taller than his dad, which is one of the reasons Arnold hates him so. Being unable to talk down to him like he used to, screaming and beating come next. This also means that often his stomach or face has a few bruises. No one notices except James, who often breaks up the beating and protects Sam even when he gets injured in the process. Also, there's a scar across his back from his left shoulder to the waist on the other side.

Sam wears slightly boring-seeming clothes, as he wears a pair of jeans and a band shirt that no one sees. His favorite jacket, one given to him by his big brother, is a jean jacket that'd been James' years before. He wears converse or random vans for shoes, but he's not so picky - although he never plans on wearing flip flops - when it comes to what covers his feet. The last thing to complete his outfit would be a silver chain with a heart locket hooked onto it. The locket opens up to a photo of his mother and his big brother, the only two people he loves.

PERSONALITY;; Sam has no self confidence. He hates himself because he couldn't save his mom, and worse than that he believes it was his fault she died. He keeps his eyes on the floor most of the time as it scares him to make eye contact. He's afraid of his dad which means sometimes he can't sleep, but stares at his door all night. he only sleeps when his body forces him into unconsciousness, which unfortunately happens just as often as he lays awake watching his doors.

Sam's father and step family hate him, and tell him how horrible he is all the time. How stupid, how weak... He's told he's worthless and he believes it. He's shy and broken, and every day he either runs, or he works out, or he reads. He does anything he can to keep his mind from thinking, of remembering. Life for him is about surviving, and nothing else. He has no happiness in his life, the only good is his brother, but even then he sometimes feels like that's not enough.

Sam doesn't eat meat because growing up hurt and watching a murder left its mark. He hated imagining her... How could he allow someone to do that to the food he eats? Especially since they feel just as much as she did, the only difference is no one demeaned her body and ate her, as they do with animals. He hasn't touched meat since that day, when he really realized what happened to the poor creatures.

*yeah I know the personality thing sucked, I'm on a crazy writer's block though. Stupid flippin' writing issues!! =/ I'll be better when I actually post and stuffs*

LIKES;; Working out, Reading, Babies, Running, Tofu, Singing*when no one‘s around*, Video Games, Hanging with his brother, Candy, Piercings *he has his tongue pierced*, Getting out of his house.
DISLIKES;; Dancing, Watching Tv, Sports, Porn *its awkward*, Eating meat, People he doesn't know talking to him, his step-sister and half-sister and step-mom, Pictures of himself, Cleaning, Instruments.
HABITS;; Avoids eye contact, Taps his fingers, sings to himself when he’s alone or thinking, Runs when he's upset.
FLAWS;; Fears girls, Can‘t make conversation with anyone, Idolizes his brother too much, Distrusting, Quiet to the point of maybe becoming a professional mime.
SECRETS;; He can really sing, He watched his mom get murdered, He’s never kissed a girl.
STRENGTHS;; Math wiz, Strong.
WEAKNESSES;; Girls*talking to them*, Being confronted*he’s too nervous to stand up for himself/speak*, Stutters when public speaking or speaking to a group bigger than two.

PET PEEVE;; ‘Tough/cool’ guys beating on girls who can’t defend themselves.

PARENTS;;
Arnold Calloway
Real Estate Agent, 48
Marni Calloway
N/A, Deceased
*step*Gretchen Calloway
Real Estate Agent, 40

SIBLINGS;;
James Calloway
18, student, brother
Allie Calloway
6, N/A, half sister
Mira Ashford
16, student, step sister
add more if needed

PETS;;
No pet

BACKGROUND STORY;; For the first eight years of Sam Calloway’s life things were great; his mother, still alive, loved him very dearly. As her baby boy, Sam was deeply loved and treated as the fragile boy he was. Marni took care of him always, showing him secret recipes, singing the ABCs, teaching him to be the best little boy he could be. Marni’s last day was spent in such a way: his beautiful mother was dancing around the kitchen, laughing and singing with Sam. They were making his big brother's birthday cake. They pulled out the baked cake and Sam, face covered in frosting, held the gooey chocolatey topping out to Marni. As she reached for the bowl of homemade frosting a crash came from a different part of the house.

Frightened, Sam dropped the frosting bowl, which shattered with a loud clatter. One moment he will never, ever forget would be the look on Marni's face. Her eyes widened, and her face fell. She swung herself toward the door the sound came behind. Spinning around again, she picked up Sam and ran from the kitchen. The world was moving in slow motion; Marni found herself in Sam's bedroom, his power rangers bedspread covering the twin sized mattress. She set him down on the bed and ran to slam the door. She was barely able to close it before someone slammed into it. Marni looked back at Sam, mouth open in a mute scream. Whispering, "Hide." she turned back to the door and pushed all of her weight onto it. For a brief moment Sam sat there. Things were still in slow motion and he didn't understand what was going on. Frightened, he hid under the bed, moving slowly. He barely got his back to the wall under the bed when he heard a crash and saw his mom on the floor in front of him. Feet danced around her, and hands reached down to grab at her as well.

Curious - and confused - Sam pushed his way to the edge of the bed as someone lifted Marni up from the floor. Sam's face reached the edge of the bed and looked up into the face of his father. Unnoticed, Sam watched as his mother was brutally murdered. And as soon as his father finished his... Well, after a woman found her way inside. Instead of screaming at his mom's bloodied and almost unrecognizable face she smiled and kissed his father. The sight was horrifying, and later that day, after they cleaned up the mess and got rid of the body, Sam slipped out from under the bed. Shaking and scared, he found his way to the kitchen, where the cake was still sitting unfrosted. He crumpled next to the floor and cried for hours, alone in his misery.

Sam's ten-year-old brother - at the time - James came home to a sleeping Sam, a blank cake and a broken bowl of frosting. He looked at the kitchen and his brother, and picked the boy up and brought him to his bed, laying him down beneath the power rangers covers and resting beside him. The next day Sam explained what he could to James, tears spilling everywhere. James consoled Sam as much as he could and together they went through the loss of their mom. Just a few days after the murder Sam and James' father Arnold introduced Gretchen, the woman to be his wife. They were married not long after that, with young Mira Ashford - Gretchen's daughter - living with the family. Months later came Allie, child of Arnold and Gretchen. The girl was spoiled from the day she was born and Sam - Gretchen's least favorite Calloway - was belittled, yelled at, and all around hated by his fake family. James, more of an adult and able to stand up for himself, was mainly ignored. Even as a teenager in high school he hates his life at home. Shy and still frightened of being taken care of much like his mom, he hides at night and rarely sleeps.

ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE;;

Sam was cornered. A group of people surrounded him. Two boys shoved him into the wall and shoved a wand in his face. The Slytherins were laughing hysterically at him and calling him names like 'mudblood' and 'loser Griffindor' even though he was a pureblood. His eyes watered as the pain grew in his side where an overly heavy Slytherin bashed him in. He groaned inwardly and tried to get away but the other Slytherins shoved him back against the wall and held him down. "Leave me alone!" he groaned. They laughed at him.

Sam was held down but the Slytherins weren't smart enough to keep his arms down too. He inconspicuously pulled out his wand and when they turned to talk to each other he jinxed them. "Furnuculus!" he shouted over and over. The moment his two captors let him go he ran for it, bolting down the stairs and running through corridors. He could hear them snarling and running after him but he ignored them and ran harder. He noticed a slightly concealed door to the right and pummeled through it, slamming the door behind him. He ended up on a staircase and began to run faster down the stairs, taking them two and sometimes three at a time.

Sam was too busy at first to notice the corridor he ended up in until he had to stop to catch his breath. That's when he noticed the dank walls dripping slime and the darkness that enclosed him so completely. The only light source was from a sconce a ten fee away from him. The young Griffindor shivered as he realized where he was: The corridor of the dungeons, where the Slytherin common room was located. Well, somewhere in the dungeons. He shuddered and stood up really fast. He had to get out of there. His lip was bleeding and he was sore, but that was nothing compared to what they could do to him so close to their lair and so far from teachers.

Even though Sam was tired he started running, trying to find his way out of the dark dungeons. Unfortunately he didn't know where he was going; that meant he was lost. He ran until his feet couldn't move anymore, where he then collapsed on the stone corridor and breathed in shallow gulps. “Shit..." he half-whispered. "I'm so screwed." he leaned against the wall for support and closed his eyes. "I'm so dead." he sighed. What was he going to do? No one would look for him except people who wanted to harm him. There was no chance.

YOUR NAME;; Taylor
AGE;; 16
YEARS OF ROLE-PLAY;; 6-7 years
WHERE YOU HEARD ABOUT US;; LANI!! =D
ANYTHING ELSE;; not yet I’ll tell ya though
PASSWORD;; NEENJA ADMIN WUZ HURR ♥


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