Application for underworldwars
|| Player Information ||
Name: Kat
Personal Journal: miss_kaaat
Time zone: Eastern
Contact: gleamandglow@hotmail.ca (I don't have AIM)
Current Characters: ---
|| Character Information ||
Fandom: Danny Phantom
Name: Samantha 'Sam' Manson
Age: 15
Canon Point: Post 'Reality Trip'
Is this character dead? No, she most certainly is not.
History: Here!
[Optional] Character Development and Relationship Transfer from previous RP: ---Personality: Sam is the female counter-part of the Phantom trio, but don’t call her a girly-girl in the slightest. An outspoken goth with a strict, ultra-recyclo-vegetarian diet, Sam is very proud of leading what she considers a unique life-style. She’s a raging feminist who’d rather fight her own battles than cower behind someone, and has proven her athleticism and skill on multiple occasions- but has also taken things too far in the heat of battle a fair share of times too. Not one to be pushed around, Sam feels that if someone has disregarded her, been rude, or simply ignorant, she's quick to make sure they know she's not one to be trifled with.
Having always harboured a love for the dark, morbid, and strange, it was Sam who had originally egged Danny on into stepping inside his parents Ghost Portal- thus leading to the ectoplasmic blast and bestowment of ghost powers on the Fenton teen.
Sam is surprisingly mature for her age. She’s often viewed as the more grounded one out of her friends, constantly reminding Danny of the responsibilities that come with his ghost powers, or berating Tucker's far-fetched plans for popularity. She's always had a stern,somewhat mothering quality about her, she's quick to scold people for their wrongdoings-despite the fact that their ideas of wrong and her's tend to differ.
Sarcasm is like a second language to Sam. She almost always has a dry retort in her arsenal, and can be very harsh and biting at times. No one is safe from her sharp tongue, but she has been known to be somewhat softer towards those she cares about. Though she doesn't like to admit it, Sam's emotions are easily toyed with if someone uses the right sort of approach. Being like that means Sam's easily hurt, which can lead to her turning bitter and defensive, throwing up a wall to shield herself from further pain.
Sam doesn't like to beat around the bush. She's highly opinionated, and isn't shy in the slightest to make sure that she'd heard. In simplest of terms; if you annoy her, she'll let you know. Plain and straight-forward. The only time she herself will tip-toe around a subject is when it comes to her feelings towards a certain half-ghost teen. Her attraction to him, though it has been brewing under the surface for years, is still such a delicate subject to her that she's wary to face it full on.
Skills/Abilities: Sam is very athletic and skilled in ghostly combat- she's able to wield various weapons as well as slight hand-to-hand abilities. Other than that, she's about as powerful as any other teenage girl out there, with the same weaknesses of any mortal.
First Person Sample: [There's a girl standing there. A girl with dark hair, dark make-up, dark clothing, and a not so sunny facial expression. The typical goth look. The book shoved under her arm reads 'Ultra-Recyclo: The Diet for the Environmentally Consious', and the silver bracelet on her wrist gleams.]
Look, I have no clue what I'm doing here, or even how I got her in the first place. All I know is that an explanation would be really nice right now.
[ Her amethyst eyes glare around, looking for anyone willing to step up.]
Third Person Sample: Samantha Manson was proud to say that she had seen a lot over the course of her life. Living in Amity Park, home of frequent paranormal attacks and other simply strange mishaps, meant that nothing really phased the teenage goth anymore.
So, why was a single ice-crystal such a source of confusion?
Sam frowned to herself as she stared down at the gleaming trinket resting on the palm of her hand. Though it had been hours since she had received the crystal from Danny, it still hadn't melted. And while that was pretty cool, Sam was too busy thinking about something else to really absorb that factor? Why had Danny given it to her?
" I'm just glad you're okay."
What was that, anyway? It was like something her Granny would say. But, then again... her Granny probably wouldn't have had the same look in her eyes as Danny had. A long groan of frustration escaped Sam's lips as she rolled over onto her back, her purple bedspread rumpling with the motion. Everything had been so much simpler back in the younger years of their friendship, before the appearance of fast coming adulthood, and all the confusion that came with it.
---
Both samples are from previous role-plays with a different canon point. I hope that's okay!
Name: Kat
Personal Journal: miss_kaaat
Time zone: Eastern
Contact: gleamandglow@hotmail.ca (I don't have AIM)
Current Characters: ---
|| Character Information ||
Fandom: Danny Phantom
Name: Samantha 'Sam' Manson
Age: 15
Canon Point: Post 'Reality Trip'
Is this character dead? No, she most certainly is not.
History: Here!
[Optional] Character Development and Relationship Transfer from previous RP: ---Personality: Sam is the female counter-part of the Phantom trio, but don’t call her a girly-girl in the slightest. An outspoken goth with a strict, ultra-recyclo-vegetarian diet, Sam is very proud of leading what she considers a unique life-style. She’s a raging feminist who’d rather fight her own battles than cower behind someone, and has proven her athleticism and skill on multiple occasions- but has also taken things too far in the heat of battle a fair share of times too. Not one to be pushed around, Sam feels that if someone has disregarded her, been rude, or simply ignorant, she's quick to make sure they know she's not one to be trifled with.
Having always harboured a love for the dark, morbid, and strange, it was Sam who had originally egged Danny on into stepping inside his parents Ghost Portal- thus leading to the ectoplasmic blast and bestowment of ghost powers on the Fenton teen.
Sam is surprisingly mature for her age. She’s often viewed as the more grounded one out of her friends, constantly reminding Danny of the responsibilities that come with his ghost powers, or berating Tucker's far-fetched plans for popularity. She's always had a stern,somewhat mothering quality about her, she's quick to scold people for their wrongdoings-despite the fact that their ideas of wrong and her's tend to differ.
Sarcasm is like a second language to Sam. She almost always has a dry retort in her arsenal, and can be very harsh and biting at times. No one is safe from her sharp tongue, but she has been known to be somewhat softer towards those she cares about. Though she doesn't like to admit it, Sam's emotions are easily toyed with if someone uses the right sort of approach. Being like that means Sam's easily hurt, which can lead to her turning bitter and defensive, throwing up a wall to shield herself from further pain.
Sam doesn't like to beat around the bush. She's highly opinionated, and isn't shy in the slightest to make sure that she'd heard. In simplest of terms; if you annoy her, she'll let you know. Plain and straight-forward. The only time she herself will tip-toe around a subject is when it comes to her feelings towards a certain half-ghost teen. Her attraction to him, though it has been brewing under the surface for years, is still such a delicate subject to her that she's wary to face it full on.
Skills/Abilities: Sam is very athletic and skilled in ghostly combat- she's able to wield various weapons as well as slight hand-to-hand abilities. Other than that, she's about as powerful as any other teenage girl out there, with the same weaknesses of any mortal.
First Person Sample: [There's a girl standing there. A girl with dark hair, dark make-up, dark clothing, and a not so sunny facial expression. The typical goth look. The book shoved under her arm reads 'Ultra-Recyclo: The Diet for the Environmentally Consious', and the silver bracelet on her wrist gleams.]
Look, I have no clue what I'm doing here, or even how I got her in the first place. All I know is that an explanation would be really nice right now.
[ Her amethyst eyes glare around, looking for anyone willing to step up.]
Third Person Sample: Samantha Manson was proud to say that she had seen a lot over the course of her life. Living in Amity Park, home of frequent paranormal attacks and other simply strange mishaps, meant that nothing really phased the teenage goth anymore.
So, why was a single ice-crystal such a source of confusion?
Sam frowned to herself as she stared down at the gleaming trinket resting on the palm of her hand. Though it had been hours since she had received the crystal from Danny, it still hadn't melted. And while that was pretty cool, Sam was too busy thinking about something else to really absorb that factor? Why had Danny given it to her?
" I'm just glad you're okay."
What was that, anyway? It was like something her Granny would say. But, then again... her Granny probably wouldn't have had the same look in her eyes as Danny had. A long groan of frustration escaped Sam's lips as she rolled over onto her back, her purple bedspread rumpling with the motion. Everything had been so much simpler back in the younger years of their friendship, before the appearance of fast coming adulthood, and all the confusion that came with it.
---
Both samples are from previous role-plays with a different canon point. I hope that's okay!