GALLAGHER, Samara

[liv]

SAMARA GREY GALLAGHER
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All the basic info

••• Name: Samara Grey Gallagher
••• Alias: Sam, Sammie
••• Age: nineteen
••• Gender: straight
••• Sexual Orientation: heterosexual
••• Species: human
••• Loyal to: no one.
••• Alignment neutral.
••• Element: ----------
••• Companion: ------------
••• Pack: ------------
••• Play By: Malese Jow

LOVE/HATE RELATIONSHIPS
Likes, dislikes, etc

••• Likes: the color green|| drawing || red lollipops || music || the outdoors
••• Dislikes: being alone || being told what to do || the color red || spiders || alcohol
••• Pet Peeves: Obnoxious people || Being told what to do || hates people that don't realize how good they have it.
••• Weaknesses: Stubborn || Trusts easy || hates being told what to do.
••• Strengths: Loyal || Honest || Loving
••• Habits: Chews on her hair when she's nervous || Fidgets when she's anxious || can't have her foods touch one another || always has a sketchpad on her || sits outside when a storm happens.
••• Overall Personality:

Samara is rather a sweet soul. There was a time she could always see the good in something. Since she was little she's always been honest with people, brutally honest at times. It's not her nature to keep things from someone, she likes to tell them how it is. If they don't like it, tough. If you're lucky enough to gain her trust then she's going to be with you until the end. Sam has only had a few people in her life that she's really trusted and she doesn't let those people go without a fight. She's a lover, not a fighter. She'll fight if she has to but if she loves you, she's going to love you unconditionally. But there is also a stubborness to her. Being her father's child she had times where she will not back down in a fight, no matter what it costs. She likes to know there are things to believe and that are worth fighting for. Don't expect Samara to just sit back if you tell her what to do, she doesn't like to be bossed around, she got enough of that as a child.

THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
Appearance and what not

••• Hair: Long, wavy chocolate brown hair.
••• Eyes: Brown eyes.
••• Weight: 125 lbs.
••• Height: five feet five inches.
••• Body Type: Athletic yet lean build.
••• Distinguishing Marks: Her ears are pierced and she has scars on her wrists.

••• Overall Appearance:

Samara can best be described as petite and lean with a short torso but athletic build. Standing at just under five foot five inches she is considered average by those around her. While she may look little don’t let that fool you. With her pale skin, long brown hair and big, chocolate brown eyes she’s a force to be reckoned with. Her slight body only intensifies her beauty that radiates from her. Her face hardly has any make up on it, she doesn't believe in much of the paint that people cake on their faces. Just a little eyeliner and lip gloss and she's a happy girl. The only piercings she has are her ear lobes, something her mother had her get when she was little. Her perfect skin is only marred by the angry, ugly scars that grace her wrists from the night she tried to kill herself. Their a constant reminder of how close she came to leaving this world.

YOU CAN'T CHANGE HISTORY
History and other info

••• Birth Place: Chicago
••• Family: father: Harry Gallagher | 49 | living
mother: Matilda Gallagher | 45 | living
nanny: Agnes Moore | 63 | deceased
boyfriend: Rex _____ | __ | living (werewolf)

••• History:

Samara Grey Gallagher was born on Valentine’s day to a then lawyer mother and a doctor father. Harry was always working at the hospital while Matilda would always be in the courtroom. They were the best in their business and they knew it, a child was just something that was in the way. Samara was left to grow up with a nanny her parents had hired named Agnes. Aggie, as she called her, was a gentle old woman who knew that there was something different about Sam. Sam would call her mom instead of her own, which tore her own mother’s heart up. Harry and Matilda would fight over the fact that neither of them were home, leaving their child with an elderly woman. Still Aggie stayed with Sam teaching her how to make her own clothes, what it felt like to be loved, and that drawing was her best friend. Aggie made her a well-rounded individual with what she could, she was the mother that Sam didn’t have. There would be weeks at a time that she would hardly ever see her own biological parents. When Sam was at her public school her parents would be home and when she got home from school they were back at work. The cycle continued going on and on, never ending it felt like.

This routine continued on until Samara turned sixteen. It was at this age that her life completely changed. Aggie, her beloved nanny, died in her sleep on the living room couch. Sam was the one to find her, and it devastated her. The one person in the world that had shown her love was gone from this earth. After Aggie's death her parents were especially hard on her, saying that the old woman had "babied her to much." It all put Samara into such a deep depression that the only thing she could do to relieve the pain was to take her own life. Using her father's razor she had slit her own wrists, wanting to end it all. She was worthless and her parents made her feel that way. Thankfully her life didn't end there. Matilda found her only child on the tiled floor and rushed her to the hospital saving her life. After that she spent a stint in a psychiatric hospital, her parents telling everyone she was going to visit family abroad. Her parents felt like failures and wanted to sweep the evidence under the rug.

After leaving the hospital at the age of seventeen Samara finally had her life in order. She was almost back to her normal self that she was before Agnes' death. Once again she could see the happy things in life and actually want to be a part of it. Right after her eighteenth birthday she moved out, not wanting to be with her parents another second. Packing up her few belongings she decided to make a name for herself. She moved to a place no one knew her and got a job in a diner. That's when she met the love of her life. Rex was the most idealistic man and all around good guy she'd ever met. He made her feel like a princess, like she wasn't worthless. Every moment with him made her feel alive, and that is something she always wants. Seeing the scars on her wrists proved she had a troubled life but in his arms all of that faded. Scarred Sam was a thing of the past.

They had a fairytale romance, something only read about in stories. But there was a secret that no one saw coming, that she never saw coming. Rex was...a werewolf. A thing she thought she'd only heard of in horror stories. But there he was, the man of her dreams and her soul mate was a werewolf? He explained it all to her, made her realize just what all came with it. And you know what? She didn't care. It didn't change the man that she was madly in love with. Their love story was something that wasn't going to change with something like that; no matter what he was it for her. But does she really know what this decision is going to do to the rest of her life?

Only time will tell.

••• RP sample: Olivia could feel every nerve in her body set on fire. It was as if she was a rubber band that was stretched too far. What she would give to just be able to calm back down, anything so she would feel atleast like she lived in her own body. The full moon had passed just last night, her taking her normal place out in the middle of the forest away from all human contact. If there was one thing she was obsessive over it was that she was away from humans on time for when she changed. Never was she ever going to let another person go through the horror that she does every month. And people that women with PMS was bad, they obviously never met a werewolf.

She had awoke that morning with her own scratches on her body with mud and blood caked onto every crevice of her body. If there was one thing Liv hated more then anything it was being dirty, especially that dirty. Part of her brain seemed to remember bits and pieces of what had transpired that night. Did she meet another werewolf? There was this nagging feeling in the back of her mind that she had, both of them running rampant in the forest their howls piercing the cold night's air. If it wasn't real then it was one hell of a vivid and nice dream. Wait, did she just say nice dream?! Damn, maybe she did hit her head during the night. Whatever it was she did like when she didn't feel so completely alone.

Slowly Olivia walks towards the stream she hears to her right, her naked body shivering in the morning dew. She really needed to clean up and that water would do just the trick, she had some toiletries in her backpack that was near the stream. Pushing her messy, golden blonde locks from her face she walks to the water's edge, testing the water with her toe. It was chilly, but it would have to do. Gritting her teeth Liv sits down in the water, letting the water wash of the grit and grime that covered her. She was dirty, a filthy dirty person. That's always what she thought when she would see herself after this. Looking down she sees her reflection in the water and mutters,"This is what you get for falling in love." She always thought that when she would shift, if she hadn't fallen in love with Adam he wouldn't have bit her and she wouldn't have changed. The "Shoulda, coulda, woulda"s would always play in her head and it still made her feel disgusting.

Slapping the water so she didn't have to see her reflection anymore; she then grabs a washcloth she had with her and starts scrubbing at her skin hard. Scrubbing harder and harder she tries to make herself feel clean. The skin turning beet red but she didn't stop, her mind was elsewhere, back to when she came across the vampires for the first time. Tears cascade down her face as she replays in her mind as her friend was torn to shreds right before her own terrified eyes. Tess had split up with Olivia and sadly the other girl got the short end of the straw as the vampires got ahold of her. While they were only human when they weren't shifted during the full moon didn't make it any better. Just made it hurt that much more. The screams that came out of Tess as they pulled her limb from limb haunted every moment of Liv's life, she would never forget it and it kept her awake most nights.

The guilt over how that should've been her plagues the young blonde's mind all the time. There was never a moment that she didn't wish it was her instead. Tess was young, a lot younger then Olivia and she was a really good person. Liv wasn't, and she knew that. Why did she deserve a second chance? And if these "other wolves" that were in Forks were there then why hadn't they made their presence known? She had been scouring the area trying to find where she was supposed to go for help, this was where her sanctuary was supposed to be, but where were her saviors? Every moment she has to look over her shoulder, expecting to find those pale tragically beautiful creatures that were to end her life waiting for her. Sobs escape her pink lips as she scrubs harder and harder, as if that would wash away the memories of her life. This was a damaged soul, whom did her best to remain strong for the other werewolves she found but she knew it was just a facade, she was barely holding on by a thread.

IT'S ALL ABOUT YOU
The Personal Stuff

••• Your Name: Livia
••• Age: 20
••• Gender: BOTH! *looks down at anatomical parts* Nawww. I'm a girl xD
••• How'd you find us: Shiloh! <3
••• Did you read the rules: Edited

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