Post by sammii knowell on Jul 7, 2008 18:13:36 GMT -5
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name;; snicki
age;; fifteen
experience;; nearly a year
time zone;; eastern
password;; password edited out by admin.
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name;; Samuel Cori Knowell
nicknames;; Sammii; Sam
age;; 18
date of birth;; April twenty-third, ninteen-ninety; 3/23/1990
species;; Werewolf
year;; Junior
sexual orientation;; Bi
occupation;; Student
face claim;; Andy Sixx
general appearance;; He’s fairly tall, 5’9” to be exact. Sam is also built slimly. He probably weighs around 130 pounds, but most of that weight is only because he has well-developed muscles from all the running around he does. If you took away the extra weight from his muscles, he’d probably weigh around 115 pounds. Sam’s hair is a pure, pitch black color, and cut in a really choppy Emo styling. He has long bangs on the left side of his face, but they suddenly reach above his eyes on the right side. The hair on most of the rest of his head reaches slightly below his ears. I say ‘most’ because the hair on the top of his head sticks up. No, not magycally, he puts gel in it. Sammii has a rather soft, fair face. The boy always wears rather thick black eyeliner and eyeshadow. You’ll also always find adorning his face a lip-ring, placed in the middle of his lip. For clothes he likes to wear band T-shirts or character shirts. He likes to wear black or regular blue skinny jeans and black or different shades of red Converse. He usually ties a black bandana around his neck, and sometimes wears a pair of fingerless gloves. He’s also always found with a chain necklace around his neck. On it are a charm and his silver key to get into Winterthorne, since he has an extremely bad habit of losing things.
general personality;; Sammii can be a rather shy guy. He'll talk to you if he feels like talking to you, but when he doesn't, you really can't get a word from him. He doesn't open up very well to people--except if you're extremely close to him. Around his friends, Sam can get really happy and talkative and become alot of fun. Sammii is very caring about his family and friends and will do anything for them. Except for his sister-in-law. He hates his brother's wife because she's always been like the wicked step-mother of his life, well, he kinda is his step-mother. Sam can be really sensitive and even if only his closest friend might see it sometimes, he cries quite often--mostly about his parents. He misses them alot even though its been thirteen years now. He has a habit of holding onto the past, and really misses the way it used to be just him and his brother after their parents died.
likes;; running, being with his close friends
dislikes;; cats, his sister-in-law, snobby people, smoking, drinking, any other drugs
fears;; being alone forever, the rest of his family dieing, strangers
quirks;; he holds onto the past alot, mumbles in his sleep
secrets;; He misses the way his brother used to be before he got married. His parents' death still makes him cry most nights.
magyck;;
family members;;
Father,, Henry Knowell; deceased at 45; Werewolf
Mother,, Erica Knowell; deceased at 49; Werewolf
Brother,, Kyle Knowell; 37; Werewolf
Sister-in-Law,, Cathy Smith-Knowell; 30; Gifted Human
history;; Sammii was born on April twenty-third to Henry and Erica Knowell; the last of the two children they would have. He has one older brother, Kyle, who is nineteen years older than him, and has always been his role-model and a father-figure to him. For the first fives years of Sam's life, he was always that cute little boy who hung onto his mother's arm in the grocery store; it was rare to see him leave his mother's side. And if he did, it was because him and Kyle were going to do something. Despite the large age difference, Kyle always made sure to have enough time for his younger brother and the two were as close as anything. In fact, the whole family was extremely close. Which made it all the harder for Sammii when his mom and dad died.
But when Sam was only five years old, his parents were killed one night. Being Werewolves like him, they had gone out for a run. And upon getting to close to a farm without realizing it, a farmer had seen the wolves and well--hadn't realized they weren't going to go after his animals and shot them. Sam and Kyle got really worried after their parents hadn't come home when the normal time had passed, and Kyle went out searching for them--turning into a wolf and sniffing them down. Sam sat at home buried under covers on his couch, scared as hell and just waiting. About an hour or two later, Kyle came home, telling him he'd found their parents dead... It wasn't until Sam was about thirteen that Kyle actually told him what exactly had happened. But after the'd found out about Henry and Erica's deaths, Kyle moved Sammii into the house he lived in. And sicne then he's lived with Kyle.
When Sam was about twelve, Kyle's girlfriend--who he already hadn't liked much--moved in with the two brothers. He found out only a bit later they were engaged already. It didn't take long for Cathy, Kyle's fiance, to assume the role of "mother" over Sammii. He hated it. She was bossy, spoiled, and would treat him unfairly if he didn't do what she'd wanted him to. And yet Kyle was completely lovestruck and didn't even notice--brushing it off if Sam tried to bring it up. All Kyle did now was spend time with Cathy or go to work--he never got to hang out with Sammii anymore.
Eventually Kyle realized that Sammii wasn't happy living with him and sent him over here to Winterthorne.
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name;; snicki
age;; fifteen
experience;; nearly a year
time zone;; eastern
password;; password edited out by admin.
` drop that 808
name;; Samuel Cori Knowell
nicknames;; Sammii; Sam
age;; 18
date of birth;; April twenty-third, ninteen-ninety; 3/23/1990
species;; Werewolf
year;; Junior
sexual orientation;; Bi
occupation;; Student
face claim;; Andy Sixx
general appearance;; He’s fairly tall, 5’9” to be exact. Sam is also built slimly. He probably weighs around 130 pounds, but most of that weight is only because he has well-developed muscles from all the running around he does. If you took away the extra weight from his muscles, he’d probably weigh around 115 pounds. Sam’s hair is a pure, pitch black color, and cut in a really choppy Emo styling. He has long bangs on the left side of his face, but they suddenly reach above his eyes on the right side. The hair on most of the rest of his head reaches slightly below his ears. I say ‘most’ because the hair on the top of his head sticks up. No, not magycally, he puts gel in it. Sammii has a rather soft, fair face. The boy always wears rather thick black eyeliner and eyeshadow. You’ll also always find adorning his face a lip-ring, placed in the middle of his lip. For clothes he likes to wear band T-shirts or character shirts. He likes to wear black or regular blue skinny jeans and black or different shades of red Converse. He usually ties a black bandana around his neck, and sometimes wears a pair of fingerless gloves. He’s also always found with a chain necklace around his neck. On it are a charm and his silver key to get into Winterthorne, since he has an extremely bad habit of losing things.
general personality;; Sammii can be a rather shy guy. He'll talk to you if he feels like talking to you, but when he doesn't, you really can't get a word from him. He doesn't open up very well to people--except if you're extremely close to him. Around his friends, Sam can get really happy and talkative and become alot of fun. Sammii is very caring about his family and friends and will do anything for them. Except for his sister-in-law. He hates his brother's wife because she's always been like the wicked step-mother of his life, well, he kinda is his step-mother. Sam can be really sensitive and even if only his closest friend might see it sometimes, he cries quite often--mostly about his parents. He misses them alot even though its been thirteen years now. He has a habit of holding onto the past, and really misses the way it used to be just him and his brother after their parents died.
likes;; running, being with his close friends
dislikes;; cats, his sister-in-law, snobby people, smoking, drinking, any other drugs
fears;; being alone forever, the rest of his family dieing, strangers
quirks;; he holds onto the past alot, mumbles in his sleep
secrets;; He misses the way his brother used to be before he got married. His parents' death still makes him cry most nights.
magyck;;
family members;;
Father,, Henry Knowell; deceased at 45; Werewolf
Mother,, Erica Knowell; deceased at 49; Werewolf
Brother,, Kyle Knowell; 37; Werewolf
Sister-in-Law,, Cathy Smith-Knowell; 30; Gifted Human
history;; Sammii was born on April twenty-third to Henry and Erica Knowell; the last of the two children they would have. He has one older brother, Kyle, who is nineteen years older than him, and has always been his role-model and a father-figure to him. For the first fives years of Sam's life, he was always that cute little boy who hung onto his mother's arm in the grocery store; it was rare to see him leave his mother's side. And if he did, it was because him and Kyle were going to do something. Despite the large age difference, Kyle always made sure to have enough time for his younger brother and the two were as close as anything. In fact, the whole family was extremely close. Which made it all the harder for Sammii when his mom and dad died.
But when Sam was only five years old, his parents were killed one night. Being Werewolves like him, they had gone out for a run. And upon getting to close to a farm without realizing it, a farmer had seen the wolves and well--hadn't realized they weren't going to go after his animals and shot them. Sam and Kyle got really worried after their parents hadn't come home when the normal time had passed, and Kyle went out searching for them--turning into a wolf and sniffing them down. Sam sat at home buried under covers on his couch, scared as hell and just waiting. About an hour or two later, Kyle came home, telling him he'd found their parents dead... It wasn't until Sam was about thirteen that Kyle actually told him what exactly had happened. But after the'd found out about Henry and Erica's deaths, Kyle moved Sammii into the house he lived in. And sicne then he's lived with Kyle.
When Sam was about twelve, Kyle's girlfriend--who he already hadn't liked much--moved in with the two brothers. He found out only a bit later they were engaged already. It didn't take long for Cathy, Kyle's fiance, to assume the role of "mother" over Sammii. He hated it. She was bossy, spoiled, and would treat him unfairly if he didn't do what she'd wanted him to. And yet Kyle was completely lovestruck and didn't even notice--brushing it off if Sam tried to bring it up. All Kyle did now was spend time with Cathy or go to work--he never got to hang out with Sammii anymore.
Eventually Kyle realized that Sammii wasn't happy living with him and sent him over here to Winterthorne.
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Soaked black hair stuck to the naturally pale skin of one equally soaked teenage boy. The rain had been pelting down on him since it had started. And yet he hadn't minded as he continued his walk along rain-darkened pavement around Landon Academy's front lawn. The thunder and lightning were like a comfort to this tall teenager. It didn't bother him at all. Hell, nothing could scare him. He was fearless, emotionless. He had been for as long as he could remember. Or... in a matter of speaking he had been. Of course, no one could actually be emotionless. He just kept a cold mask on his face at all times. Only one person ever had the privelage to know how he felt. But who is this male? Your one and only Kazuma Kawazoe; gone for a stroll out of boredom. Unfortunately, he was soaked from rain, which hadn't been his intention. But upon looking for his hoodie, he'd found it had "mysteriously" disappeared. Kazuma had a pretty damn good idea where it was though. It was probably shielding his twin sister from the rain as he spoke- okay, well, thought. He couldn't get mad at her though, she was the only person that mattered in life. Not even their adopted mother Matilda was very important to him anymore. Sure, she still had a place in his heart, but after sending the twins here- no way was he happy with her.
Kazuma's hands were slid deep into the pockets of his black short-sleeved trenchcoat, head bowed over just slightly, thoughtful. Why was it they were here again? Oh yeah. It was because everyone in the world thought that him and Ayumu were insane. Because no one would believe them when they'd told them the truth; plain and simple. And because of other people's idioticness [[that's a word now if it wasn't before]] they were being condemned to attend this horrible school. So all in all, everything was everyone's fault except for Kazuma and Ayumu. They were just trying to have their truths accepted. And it annoyed Kazuma, because he knew how much their disbelieving was hurting his sister. Kazuma didn't let himself get hurt by other people's tormenting, but when you messed with his sister, you got to mess with him too.
As Kazuma continued to walk, his black boots made a soft splashing sound as he moved along the damp cement. Suddenly he heard his sister's voice. 'Kazuma, you busy?' At first, Kazuma opened his mouth to answer her, before remembering it was in his head, she wasn't walking with him right now. That would take some getting used to, her not being with him, that is. Before now, they'd be inseperable. but this retarded school was making them seperate now. They had that stupid 'No boys in the girls' dorms and vice versa' rule. Kazuma's question, however, was: Why the fuck would he want to "do" anything with his sister?! The thought alone made him sick. Why couldn't they share a dorm? Kazuma knew that it made Ayumu uncomfortable to have to go share a room with a stranger. It made him a bit uncomforatble too. With a sigh, Kazuma ran his thin, long fingers through his black hair, gently shutting his eyelids over deep red pools.
No, I'm not, I'll find you, Kazuma finally answered in his head, sending it to Ayumu. He wished he knew how it worked. Maybe if they could explain that better, someone would believe them. It would definitely be a relief if at least one person could believe them, to believe they weren't insane.
If that happened, then they wouldn't have to worry about the tormenting sneers and rumors directed towards them. But Kazuma thought it'd be better here then at school, back home. Why? Because here, there was people that were actually insane. Because here at Landon, all the other students had problems too. Even if theirs were real and Kazuma and Ayumu's weren't. So here, no one had the right to make fun of them for their "problem".
Kazuma looked up to realize the sun had come out and now only a light after-rain mist came down on his damp skin and clothes. The thunder and lightning had all died off while he had been lost in his thoughts. More people had come to venture outside. Kazuma looked around to try and place where he was, when he saw a person lying in a tree. He'd think, how strange, if he didn't know this figure. Walkign quietly over to the tree, Kazuma reached up and grabbed a branch nearby, pulling himself up. Yeah, he was really muscular, you couldn't tell by looking at him? He swung both legs over so he was sitting sideways. "Ibuningu, (Evening)" he said in greeting to his twin sister.
Kazuma's hands were slid deep into the pockets of his black short-sleeved trenchcoat, head bowed over just slightly, thoughtful. Why was it they were here again? Oh yeah. It was because everyone in the world thought that him and Ayumu were insane. Because no one would believe them when they'd told them the truth; plain and simple. And because of other people's idioticness [[that's a word now if it wasn't before]] they were being condemned to attend this horrible school. So all in all, everything was everyone's fault except for Kazuma and Ayumu. They were just trying to have their truths accepted. And it annoyed Kazuma, because he knew how much their disbelieving was hurting his sister. Kazuma didn't let himself get hurt by other people's tormenting, but when you messed with his sister, you got to mess with him too.
As Kazuma continued to walk, his black boots made a soft splashing sound as he moved along the damp cement. Suddenly he heard his sister's voice. 'Kazuma, you busy?' At first, Kazuma opened his mouth to answer her, before remembering it was in his head, she wasn't walking with him right now. That would take some getting used to, her not being with him, that is. Before now, they'd be inseperable. but this retarded school was making them seperate now. They had that stupid 'No boys in the girls' dorms and vice versa' rule. Kazuma's question, however, was: Why the fuck would he want to "do" anything with his sister?! The thought alone made him sick. Why couldn't they share a dorm? Kazuma knew that it made Ayumu uncomfortable to have to go share a room with a stranger. It made him a bit uncomforatble too. With a sigh, Kazuma ran his thin, long fingers through his black hair, gently shutting his eyelids over deep red pools.
No, I'm not, I'll find you, Kazuma finally answered in his head, sending it to Ayumu. He wished he knew how it worked. Maybe if they could explain that better, someone would believe them. It would definitely be a relief if at least one person could believe them, to believe they weren't insane.
If that happened, then they wouldn't have to worry about the tormenting sneers and rumors directed towards them. But Kazuma thought it'd be better here then at school, back home. Why? Because here, there was people that were actually insane. Because here at Landon, all the other students had problems too. Even if theirs were real and Kazuma and Ayumu's weren't. So here, no one had the right to make fun of them for their "problem".
Kazuma looked up to realize the sun had come out and now only a light after-rain mist came down on his damp skin and clothes. The thunder and lightning had all died off while he had been lost in his thoughts. More people had come to venture outside. Kazuma looked around to try and place where he was, when he saw a person lying in a tree. He'd think, how strange, if he didn't know this figure. Walkign quietly over to the tree, Kazuma reached up and grabbed a branch nearby, pulling himself up. Yeah, he was really muscular, you couldn't tell by looking at him? He swung both legs over so he was sitting sideways. "Ibuningu, (Evening)" he said in greeting to his twin sister.
