The writer Name: Heather Age: 20 Form of contact(Aim,Y!im,MSN,email): emam1122, db_pusherx, scfamilyguy@hotmail.com Have you RP'd before?(it wont affect the mods decision): Yes.
The Character Name: Sam Winchester Fandom?: Supernatural Age(character must be 5-21): 22 Abilty: Strength of a demon, telekinesis, considerable knowledge with firearms. Siblings?: One older brother, Dean. Brief Background:(It doesnt have to be a novel!)Sam Winchester was born in Kansas. His mother was killed by a Yellow-eyed demon. Sam was brought up to be a hunter by his father John Winchester. He doesn’t like being a hunter, but can’t seem to get out of it. He was in college for while, but then he dropped out after the “love” of his life was killed by the Yellow-eyed demon. Personality:(again, please dont make it a novel!) He is sometimes of a bleeding heart. He’s very religious even though he doesn’t seem like it. He’s strong, caring, sensitive, and all there for the greater good. In season three (which I haven’t watched yet but will!) he does a 180. He seems to kill easier than he did before. PB: Jared Padelecki All you need is love?: Dean Winchester: Aw what’s the matter Sammy, afraid you’re gonna get a little nair in your shampoo again. Sam Winchester: Alright just remember you started it. Dean Winchester: Oh bring it on baldy.
Writing sample: (A/U: For after the season three finale…even though I didn’t watch it…yet.)
The sting of defeat held me down. I couldn’t seem to think straight. I staggered through life half empty. Somewhere, inside of me, apart of what I was died. I try not to think about those nights. Well—one night in particular.
The way his eyes looked when he was gone.
After that day, I was alone, but not really. I could feel certain things. He was my brother. It felt like he was always there.
I sighed. This wasn’t going to be an easy day.
I cocked my shotgun and went after that demon. Demon son of a bitch was what Dean would call it. I found myself calling it the same thing.