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"Last I checked, it wasn't the road to heaven that was paved with good intentions."
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GENERAL
|NAME|
Samuel "Sam" Winchester
|NICKNAMES|
Sammy, Sammich, Grumpy, Moose (Given to Sam by Crowley along with many, many others such as Gigantor, Sasquatch, Mop-headed Lumberjack, Jolly Green, Samantha, etc.), Samifer (a name to describe his experience as Lucifer's vessel), Sampala (a name given to him when Gabriel turned him into the Impala), Sam Wesson from an alternate reality, and so much more...
|D.O.B.|
May 2nd
|BIRTHPLACE|
Lawrence, Kansas
|AGE|
Varies depending at what point he is played from, but usually in his 20s or early 30s.
|SPECIES|
Human
|NATIONALITY|
American
|GENDER|
Male
|SEXUALITY|
Bisexual; Sam probably came upon this revelation experimenting in his college days, but was probably too afraid to mention anything to his brother or father.
|RELATIONSHIP|
Currently not in one at the moment.
|SOUL|
Very much spoken for but still in tact.
PHYSICAL
|HEIGHT|
6' 4½"
|WEIGHT|
190 lbs
|BUILD|
Athletic, lithe and a well-molded and tended to muscular shape.
|SKIN|
A light tan during the hotter seasons and a somewhat sickly pallor during the colder ones. At times, Sam can lose all color on those sleepless nights spent holed up in some dank motel researching for days on end.
|SCARS|
One very noticeable scar on the palm of his right hand, the healed remnants of a stab wound on his back, and a hot iron burn on his right arm where a demonic sigil had once been, while others are generally scattered about his body -- such is the life of a Hunter.
|TATTOOS|
Planted meaningfully over his heart, Sam sports an Anti-Possession tattoo to keep the baddies at bay.
|EYES|
Hazel, mostly green.
|HAIR|
Dark brown and almost always varying in length, from short and choppy to hanging about his shoulders in loose, lightened waves.
|SCENT|
There's an almost constant lingering scent of the leather interior of Dean's '67 Chevy Impala on Sam's clothes, and, of course, Old Spice, gun oil, musky hair care products and the vague and constantly changing smells of the hotels he finds himself at. -
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FAMILIAL
|PARENTS|
John Winchester (Deceased), Mary Winchester (Deceased)
|WEALTH|
None; life is lived vicariously from one identity to the next, so no real monetary gain is ever really achieved, particularly in his line of work.
|SIBLINGS|
Dean Winchester, Adam Milligan (half-brother)
|CHILDREN|
None; Sam does not think this is something he should ever have, nor does he want it simply to spare any future Winchester from the same fate suffered by he and his brother.
|EDUCATION|
Sam made it to his senior year at Stanford University and had applied for law school, but he never actually managed to get that far. As it is, during his downtime, Sam still has a tendency to take courses online while on the road.
|OCCUPATION|
Sam has had quite a few temporary occupations in the past much to the disdain of his brother; bartender, maintenance man, etc. But his official occupation stands as a Hunter, a Man of Letters and a researcher as well as an unwilling vessel to Lucifer.
PERSONALITY
|ALIGNMENT|
Lawful Good under most circumstances, but it varies depending on what point he is derived from.
|DEFINING TRAITS|
Studious, patient, questionable self-control, suppression of violent tendencies, compassionate, humane, suffers from a constant need to prove he is capable of taking care of himself, animal lover, researcher, health food nut, ex-junkie
|TEMPERAMENT|
Unstable at best, however Sam conceals most of his inner turmoil behind a guise he's built for himself over the span of many, many years dealing with his life choices.
|INTELLIGENCE|
Above average; Sam is not only book smart, but he's exceptionally savvy when it comes to making it on the streets.
|PRIORITIES|
Usually anything Dean puts him up to despite his own wishes.
|ACCESSORIES|
Sam's inventory is a duffle bag brimming with the normal day-to-day things such as a tooth brush, clothes, his laptop, etc. But he only carries the bare essentials in comparison to what is needed to get the job done. On hand, he has a Beretta 92fs loaded with silver rounds and a pistol grip 4-shelled 12 gauge shotgun loaded with rock salt.
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