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Sampson Jacobs

"That was already broken when I got here."

0 · 723 views · located in City of Cereus, USA

a character in “We Are Wild”, as played by PutAnotherX

Description

Sampson Jacobs
"Sam", "Sammy", "Stamps"

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ImageName
Sampson Eli Jacobs
Nickname(s)
Sam, Sammy, Stamps
Age
20
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Straight
Position
Male 1
Pack
Travelling Pack


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FaceClaim
Brendon Urie
Appearance
Sammy has a rectangular face, a large nose, and thick eyebrows. His eyes are deep-set and dark brown in color, and he has very full lips. His hair is almost black, but not quite. He is 5'11" and somewhat skinny. He has some muscle tone, but it's all lean muscle.
Clothing
Sam usually wears t-shirts and jeans, but most of his clothes are tight-fitting to a certain degree.
Jewelry and Accessories
He wears his class ring from high school to remind him where he is from.
Inventory
A pocket knife, the clothes on his back, and whatever small amount of cash he has at the time in a worn leather wallet with all his forms of identification. He carries a backpack with extra clothes in it, and he always has a surplus of socks and underwear just in case. He has a crappy Atlas from the '80s.


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Personality
Sammy will never grow up. He acts like a child, and was diagnosed with severe ADHD as a kid. He treats almost everything like a joke, and that sometimes leads people to become frustrated with him. He has a very low self-esteem, and he masks it with his sense of humor. Despite these things, he can be very sweet at times and is always very caring to those he's close to. He isn't good at handling emotions, and tends to retreat when anyone snaps at him. He's a people-pleaser and will do anything to make other people happy. He's very clumsy and always breaks things, earning him the nickname "Stamps", though he hates to be called that. He is very talkative, often a bit too much. He never knows when to stop talking or not say something, unless given explicit directions to do so. Despite all this, he is very intelligent. He just has a hard time knowing how to express his intelligence.
History
Sampson Jacobs was born in Tallahassee, Florida to Rodney and Delia Jacobs. He was the youngest of seven children. His parents were scientists who were largely cold and unfeeling to him as a child, but when they payed attention, they were verbally and emotionally abusive. Most of the time, they either ignored him or insulted him, and they frequently expressed their disappointment of him.

As he grew up, he was picked on by several bullies in the school, so he learned early on that people don't hit the funny guy as much as the serious one. He was diagnosed with ADHD at age 10. His parents put him on a large dose of medication, and the meds caused Sammy to become zombie-like all the way into high school. He was taken off the medication when he passed out in class one day. Since then, he has been a bit wary of any kind of medicine that claims to fix people (psychiatric drugs). Throughout high school, Sammy was the class clown, always looking to make people laugh, and despite his high intelligence, his grades were sub-par.

Being turned into a werewolf, though it was terrifying, was one of the best things that happened to him in his eyes. Instead of staying with his parents to constantly be degraded or ignored, he could go on the run with his friends. This worked pretty well until they had to get rid of their van, but somehow they ended up in Cereus and just decided to stay for a while.

So begins...

Sampson Jacobs's Story

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Character Portrait: Robyn Mueller Character Portrait: Sampson Jacobs Character Portrait: Silas Banks Character Portrait: Seraphina Oxford Character Portrait: Cielo Oxford Character Portrait: September Kohl
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The sun rose over Cereus like water pouring into he basin of the valley, glimmering off the unfurled leaves of early summer and lighting the sides of the greenhouses, catching the pines on the hills and defining the city in the windows catching the milky midmorning light and the shadows each building cast deep into the alleys and across the streets, already buzzing with early morning traffic sign. One bank's sign blinked out a cheery
"Good Morning! It's Saturday June Eighth! Have a Wonderful day!"
This was a small reminder that tonight there would be the normal New Moon meeting at the Nightbloomer. All wolves were encouraged to attend, with a pack or without, and it was perhaps one of the only times that the small packs were required to drop rivalries, and humans were just as welcome, making the atmosphere of the town a little more friendly.
The day started out with a soft, comfortable temperature of just over fifty-two degrees Fahrenheit, but with a promise of upward of seventy-five in the afternoon. The evening, though, would be cool and comfortable, perhaps accompanied by light rainshowers. The packs felt the almost restlessness to the air as the travelling pack slid into town sleepless and bleary-eyed, the Chemical Mountain girls and Oxfords just waking up to face a new day, the Lalunas woke already planning for the party at the Nightbloomer Lounge tonight. The loners too felt the bristling of something new, and the humans could have sworn they felt something, but perhaps instinct was ignored more within them, as it seemed immediately written off. One thing was found in agreement, though, this day would bring something big, something open, and definitely something new.

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Sammy was definitely lost. He hadn't seen his friends for at least an hour, he didn't know what day it was, none of them had slept in quite a while, and he wasn't quite sure what city they were just arriving in. A minor setback, he thought sarcastically. As he wandered through the town, he passed a bank. The sign read: "Good Morning! It's Saturday June Eighth! Have a Wonderful day!" Sammy could have laughed. Not likely, what with the other two AWOL.

In all truth, he was probably the one who went missing. He had wandered away from the pack again, just like back in Omaha. Sammy's eyelids weighed a ton as he tried to keep himself awake. This hobo thing was so not good for them. They'd all been on edge for a while now, and he thought they kinda hoped to find somewhere to stay for good. What had the city limit sign said?Cereus.

Well, Sammy thought, this is Cereusly bad. He let out a chuckle at his own corny joke, but it was interrupted with a yawn. So tired, he thought. Maybe I can find, like, a park bench or something. What had this come to? Sleeping on park benches? Anything is better than Florida, especially an adventure, he rationalized.

He yawned again. Nevermind adventure, he thought. I need a nap. At long last, he had finally stumbled upon a bench in the street. Literally, he stumbled on it. He hadn't been watching where he was going, and the leg tripped him. He managed to catch himself on the bench, though, and he decided that the cold metal surface would be a sufficient place to get some shut-eye and think about how much easier it had been when they had the van.

Sammy laid down, his head on one side, his legs hanging off the armrest on the other. Before he could stop it, his mind shut down. His eyes fought to stay open, but it was a losing battle. They'll find me eventually, Sammy thought. What's the harm in getting in a little power nap? And he quickly fell asleep.

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|Robyn Mueller|


Rem woke up in the early morning, long before the moon had even decided to set. As usual, she was unable to fall back asleep. She never used to be a morning person, but, ever since she was turned, her mind would not let her sleep long. It irked her, but it was useless to fight it.

Instead, Robyn strolled outside, starting her habitual patrol of the Chemical Mountain pack's territory. It was not that she expected there to be any danger, the walk was just something to do until the sun came up. She glanced up at the moon, which had almost completely disappeared. She decided she would enjoy the rest of her sleepless night, and shifted into her wolf form.

She broke into a full out run across the flat, arid land surrounding their home, jumping old wooden fences and skirting prairie dog holes as she ran. Soon, she was panting heavily, but tiredness had yet to reach her. Running in wolf form was, as always, exhilarating. Finally, she completed her circuit of the territory. She quietly returned to her small room as dusk began, warmth and light beginning to stream through the windows. She dressed for the day and went back outside, walking through the industrial area the Chemical Mountain pack called home.

She watched as a figure leaped from rooftop to rooftop, heading for the city. Rem smiled at her packmate, Amelia. She did some amazing things, but Robby prefered keeping her feet firmly on the ground. As Robyn came closer to the downtown area, the traffic quickly increased. On a day like today, people, and especially werewolves, were always out full force. Robby could almost feel the excitment building in the air, but it almost seemed different today. She sat on a bench, not far from a man who was sleeping on a similar bench across from her, and settled in to people watch.

She did not have much to do, but this was always an interesting pastime, especially in a place like Cereus.