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{{Tab}} Samantha, or as she is more commonly known, is Sam on old ass Anarch from the roaring twenties. Embraced in her youth and spending most of her time living the rough farmer life, sowing seeds, tugging teats, and kicking the ass of Surfer Boys with treasure trails who think they can start a fight. She is very much what one would describe as a Tomboy and the classy southern Belle, with a love for guns, brawls and whiskey.
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{{Tab}} Samantha, or as she is more commonly known, did Sam used to live a rough farmer life in BumFuck Texas, sowing seeds, tugging teats, and kicking the ass of Surfer Boys with treasure trails who think they can start a fight. She is very much what one would describe as a Tomboy and the classy southern Belle, with a love for guns, brawls and whiskey.
 
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* <span style="color: #E1EA33; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;">'''[[Anarch]]'''</span><br>It means Freedom.
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* <span style="color: #E1EA33; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;">'''Guns'''</span><br>She is a southern gal and got more than enough experience with firearms since their conception.
 
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* <span style="color: #E1EA33; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;">'''Guns'''</span><br>She is a southern gal and got more than enough experience with firearms since their conception.
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* <span style="color: #E1EA33; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;">'''Southern Hospitality:'''</span><br> Don't shit on people in their homes.
 
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* <span style="color: #E1EA33; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;">'''Southern Hospitality:'''</span><br>Don't shit on people in their homes.
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* <span style="color: #E1EA33; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;">'''Rock & Metal:'''</span><br> Its a music form she appreciates, with the heavy beats and the rebelios lyrics.
 
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MORE QUOTES GO HERE
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I am: What you need! <br>
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I am: What you made me! <br>
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I am: All American! <br>
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I am: The American dream! <br>
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I am: Living the dream! <br>
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I am: What you fear most! <br>
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I am: Anarchy! <br>
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"The state we live in ain't the way we envisioned. When we were babies there were so many ways we were left wishing."
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"They can't hide you. They can't guide you. The only way to find the truth, is to find you."
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"You know the saying ‘What doesn’t kills you makes you stronger.’? Well, I got a better one. What doesn’t kills you better run damn fast away."
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So I was hiding to have some pudding in a cave hideway... shared by a bear. The bear severely injured me. <br>
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To clarify, the cave was shared, not the pudding.<br>
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Note: This may be why the bear attacked.
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"Oh Good grief! *eyerolls* Ah.. Fuck.. Youwch. I think I rolled my eyes so hard I saw the inside of my own butt.”
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"Power reveals what one would do if one had the authority to do it."
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All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players;
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“Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out <br>
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Contagion to this world; now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day <br>
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Would quake to look on.”
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Thus bad begins and worse remains behind. Hamlet. Act 3, Scene 4.
  
 
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[[Category:PCs]][[Category:Active PCs]][[Category:Brujah]][[Category:Vampire]][[Category:Anarch]]
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[[Category:PCs]][[Category:Inactive PCs]][[Category:Gangrel]][[Category:Vampire]]

Latest revision as of 12:45, 11 May 2022


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Overview

xxxxx Samantha, or as she is more commonly known, did Sam used to live a rough farmer life in BumFuck Texas, sowing seeds, tugging teats, and kicking the ass of Surfer Boys with treasure trails who think they can start a fight. She is very much what one would describe as a Tomboy and the classy southern Belle, with a love for guns, brawls and whiskey.

Hooks
  • Vampire
    The Children of the Night walk once more.
  • Guns
    She is a southern gal and got more than enough experience with firearms since their conception.
  • Southern Hospitality:
    Don't shit on people in their homes.
  • Rock & Metal:
    Its a music form she appreciates, with the heavy beats and the rebelios lyrics.


Contacts


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No One
Be the first to meet her.
logs
No pages meet these criteria.
Beautiful, Distant

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Quotes

I am: What you need!
I am: What you made me!
I am: All American!
I am: The American dream!
I am: Living the dream!
I am: What you fear most!
I am: Anarchy!

"The state we live in ain't the way we envisioned. When we were babies there were so many ways we were left wishing."

"They can't hide you. They can't guide you. The only way to find the truth, is to find you."

"You know the saying ‘What doesn’t kills you makes you stronger.’? Well, I got a better one. What doesn’t kills you better run damn fast away."

So I was hiding to have some pudding in a cave hideway... shared by a bear. The bear severely injured me.
To clarify, the cave was shared, not the pudding.
Note: This may be why the bear attacked.

"Oh Good grief! *eyerolls* Ah.. Fuck.. Youwch. I think I rolled my eyes so hard I saw the inside of my own butt.”

"Power reveals what one would do if one had the authority to do it."

All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players;

“Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world; now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day
Would quake to look on.”

Thus bad begins and worse remains behind. Hamlet. Act 3, Scene 4.



The Marshall

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"Stand for something or you'll fall for anything.”
vital statistics
Full Name: Samantha 'Sam' Marshall
Embraced in: Early 20's.
Apparent Age: Early Twenties
Occupation: Former Farmer
Sphere: Vampire
Clan: Gangrel
Demeanor: Rebel
“Who the fuck are you to tell me what to do? I don't give a damn if you say you disapprove I'm gonna make my move, and I'll do it 'cause it's what I want to fucking do!”
Notable Stats
Strength
Stamina
“D'ya know wha' Nemesis means? Ah rightous infliction of retribution by ahn appropiate agen'. Personified in this case by an horrible bitch... me."”
Languages Spoke
English
Russian
German
“My. Turn.”
Mmmm, Music.

Country Roads

I hear her voice in the mornin' hour, she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
Drivin' down the road, I get a feelin'
That I should've been home yesterday, yesterday
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads