Post by Sam Snijder on Dec 28, 2007 16:03:50 GMT -5
SAM SNIJDER
________________________________
Traveling the world to cure my disease
For years I'm traveling the seven seas
The blackened and bleeding sky
They tare off my close demise
The pain it paled me to the pits of despair
Helpless I'll be my own heart I tear
My true self spilled out death is close no doubt
Forbidden it is for man to kill a man because of it I'm god dammed
________________________________
Traveling the world to cure my disease
For years I'm traveling the seven seas
The blackened and bleeding sky
They tare off my close demise
The pain it paled me to the pits of despair
Helpless I'll be my own heart I tear
My true self spilled out death is close no doubt
Forbidden it is for man to kill a man because of it I'm god dammed
{ A Witch is born
Name: Sam Snijder
Nickname: N/A
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Good or Evil: Evil
Canon or original: Original
Face Claim: Chase Crawford
{ Who you are
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Skin: Ivory
Height: 5'7
Weight: 186
Scars: On chest and old scar
Birthmarks: N/a
Piercings: N/a
Tattoos: N/a
Other: N/a
{ Who you have become
Likes: 10+
[/li][li] stargazing
[/li][li] swords
[/li][li] reading
[/li][li] writing
[/li][li] music
[/li][li] history
[/li][li] ancient tales
[/li][li] football
[/li][li] magic
[/li][li] blood
Dislikes: 10+
[/li][li] betrayers
[/li][li] deceivers
[/li][li] animals
[/li][li] dancing
[/li][li] cheerleaders
[/li][li] singing
[/li][li] good
[/li][li] humor
[/li][li] weakness
[/li][li] backstabbers
[/li][li] nightmares
Goals: 3+
Destruction of witches
Redeeming himself
Rule the world
Fears: 3+
His Nightmares
Not achiving his goals
Dying
Failure
Personality: 3+ Paragraphs[/size]
When you hear the name Sam Snijder, few things can come to mind. Maybe cocky, which he can be at times. But come on, everyone has to have a little cockiness in them at some point of their lives, right?
On the other side of things, Sam can get pretty competitive sometimes. On top of that, he has some trust issues. He can't trust anyone with his personal business or what he really feels like, unless he's known the person forever or something like that.
Sam is the kind of guy you can count on, he’s always been determined. He draws a fine line on when you’re using him, and when you actually need him. Falling into the same category, he’s never late for anything, more early than anything. If he says he’ll be somewhere at a certain time, he’s there.
When boredom reaches the world of Sam Snijder, all hell is sure to break loose. He's just got that look in his eye, like he just wants to start something. It's not necessarily fights, but it's something more along the line of breaking some rules. Kill a witch or two and plots to control the world.
Sam is a cold blooded guy, He is heartless, which means he could do something incredibly cruel and not feel bad about it.
he’s not afraid of a little risks, challenges. he loves doing stuff out of the ordinary.
Stubborn is one thing this guy definitely is. he has strong opinions and rarely will think of other possibilities.
Being wrong is such a hard thing for him to handle.
If he wants something badly enough, he'll do almost anything to get it. he's a go getter and
can be extremly selfish sometimes but he can't help it, it's just the way he is.
Sam can also be Jealous and hot tempered.
{ How you came to be
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: None
Other: Nothing
Pets:
History: 4+ Paragraphs
Though unknown, Sam’s parents were certainly of an evil routs, and his 19th century mansion is a living prove for this. Sam was born in a world of darkness, ruled by pure evil. he crossed paths with so many evil beings, made thousands of plots to rule the underworld and almost succeeded, but there was alway witches who stood in his face and ruined his plans. however none could kill him.
He's half demon and half human, his father was a human who fell in love with a demon, not knowing that she's a demon, though Sam always despised his human half and tried to suppress his entire life, he was brought into the world of evil by his mother a warlock who saw great potenials in Sam...
Growing up in a world filled with evil made this half demon eager for control. he's cold blooded, won't stop at nothing till he gets what he wants. Once when he was trying out one of his plots he crossed path with one of the halliwell's ancestors! he didn't fall in love with her, maybe he had feelings but defintely not love! He thought that he'd lure her to his webs, use her and then when he's done with her he'd kill her.
He claimed to have fallen in love with her, and that it was Rose's own doubt in her powers and love of family that caused her to go to evil. She and Sam tried to destroy the Halliwells, She came back to her senses right after she and Sam came up with their evil plan to destroy the Halliwells and Rule the underworld. she was tempted by his fake sweetness, but finally when she came to her senses she tried her best to get her family out of the problem she got them into by double crossing Sam, when he found out he was furious with her and killed her thought he failed to kill the other Halliwells. but he failed...
little did he know, this witch was of a Warren's blood line and by killing her, he was cursed, when he killed her he didn't know that he'll carry the burden of her death as long as he lived, he was hunted by the nightmares of that night, always consuming him leaving him in a void. always suffering and searching for something to stop those nightmares and end his suffering he tried everything but nothing worked. he's looking for redemption.
After 'The Ultimate Battle' was fought. After which the underworld receded back into the shadows, while the rest of the world grew and prospered. And the Halliwells also grew and found their way.
Sam is back, He had left once to try and find redepmtion. his guilt caused him to try and find himself, traveling every dimension known and unknown. But to no use, until now after a century of being hunted by his guilt of killing Rose, he's back... to his surprise the Halliwells were now more stronger, they're together, there're more Halliwells, he despised the Halliwells though now they're not called the Halliwells anymore, though it's their blood that he wants not their name.
He's been trying to get close to Mischa and Maida since Rose was their ancestor, he thinks that in one of them or both of them he'll find the redemption he wants. because this is his chance of redemption it's either he takes it while he can or he's domed to live eternity hunted by his killlings...
{ Behind the Magic
Name: Sam
Age: >> <<
Gender: Male
Experience: 2 years [give or take]
Ways to contact you: PM
How you found us: a friend
the admin loves: big rock candy mountin
Character Title: "the preppy one" three words max
Rp Sample: …she put her right hand on the front glass. Silver filled her lenient green eyes. In spite of all of the pains and struggles that she's endured during this journey and what affection it left on both, her soul and her body…she still cant think of anything in this wide dark deep universe…nothing but him…his black eyes and soft dark hair…thinking to herself if there is an escape from this…fear…regret…loneliness…usually in this cases of inconsistent confusion, she used to remember the code…there is no emotion there is peace…but for some reason…these words seemed so hollow, meaningless…transparent as her own soul used to be in the presence of his gentle and labyrinthine mind…people were always clear for her…their thoughts, action, and emotion she could predict…but not his…for decades she lived in constant doubt of everyone's feelings toward her…her ability to create bounds was the main reason why she's never trusted a creature in her life…but now she trusts…she feels…and for the first time she is certain of something happening around her…the only question is "why?" …why he is doing this?...she cant find any logical reason for his action…why?...why?...why?...this question is tormenting her already anxious mind…she can hear the voices of her companions…but she cant understand a word they have uttered…like she is no longer here…with them…she is with him…and she can feel herself connected with him…for a while she felt happy...now she can be fully certain…she can know the answer of her question…why? She asked…why are you doing this my love?... she felt his palm moving over her short blond hair to caress her cheeks and sending shiver all down her spine…and she saw his smile…his peaceful smile…the thing that she can only react to with another smile…an angelic smile…he used to tell her…not with words off course for he speaks rarely…but with his eyes…she waited for an answer…any answer…even a cruel one…and at last the answer came…from all of the others, only thou should know…he said…but why?...she asked again…her tears fell over her cheeks only to be wiped away by his telekinesis hand…and the answer came quickly this time…as quick as the lightening…as hard as a silent stones of Malachor itself…for we do not make our destiny, our destiny make us…and she trembled…this answer was cruel…its cruelty lies in its accuracy…she has learned this from her past journeys…she saw him smiling at her…and she heard his last words…don’t cry Elireena, my love…this was as inevitable as our love…suddenly load voices spread through the atmospheres of the universe declaring the explosion of the last of the invaders ships…but she remained silent…his hands are no longer feeling her soft skin…his voice cannot be heard for now…and then she realized…he is gone…she let go of a sad sigh…and fell into the ground…even though she uttered no words…her soul screamed in agony…why?!!!!....
