BUCKLEY, SAM ALISTAIR

[Sam Alistair Buckley]

SAM ALISTAIR BUCKLEY

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I CAN’T HIDE THE MONSTER ANYMORE
ONE CAN, ONLY FEEL DESOLATE FOR SO LONG

FULL NAME: Sam Alistair Buckley
NICKNAMES: Sammy
AGE: 22
SEXUALITY: homosexual
MEMBER GROUP: student
OCCUPATION: Sophomore

ONE STARTS TO CHANGE INTO
SOMETHING THE MIRROR DOESN’T RECOGNIZE

HAIR: He has short black hair, it is thick. It sometimes seems as if it has a will of its self. There is not much to tell about it. He doesn't do much about it. He just put some wax in it as he walks out the door.
EYES: dark hazel.
HEIGHT: in feet please.
SCARS: none
TATTOOS: He has a star on the underside of his right bicep.
PIERCINGS: none yet
PLAY BY: Taylor Lautner.

THE DARKNESS HAS BEEN BIDING ITS TIME
TO CLAIM ITS LATEST VICTIM, FRESH MEAT FOR CARNAL DESIRES

LIKES:

DISLIKES:

FEARS:

SECRETS:

PERSONALITY:

COCKY
It has to be said that Sam is a very confident person. He tends to like himself a lot. That isn’t actually a problem, though he goes a little further than just being confident. He is a kind of person that will do just anything to get what he wants. He knows he will get it anyway as he is that good. This confidence is more a protective shield to keep strangers outside. He doesn’t want to be hurt as his father had when he send him away, away from his brother. Though, over the years he believed in his own little fairy tale and now he is cocky as ever. Though, it might have something to do with being in college. Who knows.

REBEL
He likes to rebel, do things which aren’t allowed. He never goes too far though. He will never be disrespectful towards his teachers, he will speak up when he needs to. He is weird. He likes the weird things. When he needs attention from a certain person he will do everything to get it. When he knows someone likes him, he will go far to push that person so that he will take measures to come closer, mostly he bounces them off right away. This rebel kind of behavior has its reasons. He is afraid that people get close and abandon him right after.

FRIENDLY
Sam is uber friendly. He loves people, and he will never be too fond of himself to talk to someone new. Strangers are okay as long as they act normal. When they don’t he will ditch them as easily as he walks over to them. He does not care what people think of him, he is Sam and that’s it. He is like his brother with new people, as he makes no point out of it either. Oh well overall he is friendly, maybe a little weird to new people, but friendly.

OPEN-MINDED
He is gay, so that was weird at first. Well to be honest all this caused him to believe that everything is possible, he will believe almost everything. Of course, he wants to see it first, but when he is a believer you won’t get his mind changed that easily. He is funny in a way, that his open-minded will cause weird situations. Oh, well we aren’t perfect now are we. Though he tends to believe he is. Which takes a lot of nerves to tell him otherwise.

CREATIVE
He is a very creative person. He likes to make something out of nothing. He is a good dancer, though he won’t show much of it. He tries to be normal. Above all his father doesn’t like him if he dances. His father’s says it’s a pussies thing. In school he likes to move his body some more. He is also a fan of Shakespeare. He loves to read these plays, that guy was a weird man he was.

READABLE
Unlike his brother people will know what Sam is thinking with one glance on his face. He doesn’t like hiding his feelings. If he doesn’t like people it will show, he has a great frown he has. When he likes you he will have a smile on his face and when he likes you more than just friends he has a little twinkle in his eyes. He is easily readable. You don’t even need a manual.

HONEST
He is extremely honest. He doesn’t like to lie, well he does that sometimes, just because it can make life a little easier. With friends he will be almost rude when it comes to how honest he is. He will say the truth even when he doesn’t like something. It is of course also the other way around. Most people are fond of him, others think he is just cocky, which he can be. Well can… he is most of the time the cockiest being in school. He doesn’t make a point out of that either. He just likes himself, so go fuck yourself if you think he can’t think that way of himself.

LOYAL
Sam is a loyal guy. He will never let his friends fall without him trying to catch them. He will run through fire for his friends. He absolutely will. He loves all his friends else they wouldn’t be his friends. He is fond of his older brother as he likes to see him, not that his bother likes that. They have the same father and frankly the same idea about him too. It doesn’t really matter, it does shows he likes his brother. He is extremely loyal to him. He is.

STUBBORN
He is extremely stubborn. He will never give in, just never. He is just like a dog who bites into something and never let loose. Never tell him differently, because he won’t buy it. He isn’t easily tricked either. His stubbornness has lost him some friends, which can be seen as negative by most people, but Sam believes it is for the best. They didn’t seem to fit in his inner circle if they did argue with him. He loves to be right, I think he might be a little self absorbed about himself. Just a little, yeah right.

SOFT-HEARTED
Most people think he is a hot headed guy who wants to be right or else. There is no else actually. Maybe when he is extremely irritated, though other than that he will be just cheerful, he has a kind heart. He doesn’t like to see others in pain. He is one big softy, but his shield makes sure that no one will or can see that.

TO BECOME WHAT I BECOME
I VIEWED THE SUN FOR THE VERY LAST TIME

MOTHER: Elyza Buckley & 54 & house mom
FATHER: Alistair Buckley & 59 & real estate owner
SIBLINGS: Andrew Buckley & 25 & Senior
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE: none.
ORIGIN: Miami, Florida.
HISTORY:

The family Buckley so you need to know, it a wealthy family, not that they live in big houses and drive fancy cars, which they do, they are rich beyond the value of money. They do think it is important, but they work for that. They create that by hard effort. What was given to them, duo a miracle, were the two boys they loved. First Andrew came to the joy of Eliza and Alastair. Three years later Sam, joined the fest. They were a happy family. Both Andrew as Sam grew up having a normal youth. Nothing to special about it. No parents drama, no abusing, no rap, no sudden death, no cancer, none of it all. The only drama that could be named was that their father was really strict about rules and pushed his sons to be on top with everything. They were young, you have to understand that they don’t want or need that kind of responsibility, if they even understood what their father wanted of them. There the irritation towards their father was seeded. It was a seed which took years to sprout, but it did.

Alastair did everything with the right intentions, he indeed wanted the best for his kids. He only thought that what the best was for himself would also be the best for them. He shouldn’t have compared his own needs to these of a nine and six year old. That is just mean. Elyza had conversation, tried to protect her children, but it didn’t seem to work. He didn’t want to listen to her. She was fighting a lost fight, one she could never win. Not even when she would divorce him, which she didn’t want, as she loved that man. Though she sometimes wished he was more relaxed, more down to earth. Instead of all about what was the best for everyone. Especially the best for himself. Elyza had never seen this side of her husband, and hoped it was just a phase which would pass by, as a season would. Little did she know, that he would even got worse than he already was. He would grew out to a figure of authority, which was hated by his own children. The children he had the best interest for. He didn’t want to listen though, he was right and no one else was.

When same turned thirteen he just knew. He knew he was different than all the other boys around him. Of course he had played with himself already, but he wasn’t actually interested in girls, not as the other boys. He was interested, but in his friends. He wanted to see what they had in their pants. Naturally they all called him a fag, and he asked his mother what a fag was. It was a boy who loved men, but she said, that wasn’t nice to call someone. Normally they would someone like that a homosexual. Sam was fascinated by her story and wanted to hear more. He knew he was a homosexual, he liked boys. He was happy about it, maybe even a bit naïve that he told his father about it. That was a wrong move. He was told that he couldn’t be a fag, that he was a normal boy, a boy who would turn into a man and who would marry to a woman and started a family. Sam, didn’t understand his father’s reaction at the time. His brother was kind of cool about it. Only his father seemed to have some troubles with it.

His high school years were fun. However, before he was about to be a junior they moved to New York City. There his life changed. He met boys who liked boys as himself. He started to make out and date a little. He didn’t have sex until college. He feared it a little, because his father told him it was something you should be punished for. His first time had been magical. He will never forget who it was. The guy dumped him the day after, telling him he was only after his v-card. He hurt Sam so much, that he punched the crap out of that boy. It wasn’t okay, but he was blinded by anger. Sam had been punished for it. He had to take therapy sessions, which made him move out of New York City, yo some place he didn’t know the name of. There he wasted a year to learn to control himself. Sam is now twenty-one. He is ready to start over. He is a College Freshman once again.

WILL YOU STILL HOLD ME
WHEN YOU SEE WHAT I HAVE DONE

ALIAS: judas
AGE: 20
EXPERIENCE: 2 years and something
SAMPLE:

"Fuck." his voice sounded harsh, like a deep rumble. It was very clear he just woke up. He wasn't really a mornings person, not that it was still morning. He wasn't really a very nice person when he woke up. He was kind of a jerk, to put it nicely. Some would say he was always like that, but they never took the time to got to know him. He could be really sweet. Mind the word 'could'. Girls didn't really took his interest. Not as lovers or as friends. They talked to much, about each other and themselves. He liked a good gossip too, but he was honest to the people he gossiped about. He would actually tell them what he had told others. He wasn't afraid that they would hate him for that. Then they shouldn't have told him their little secret. This morning, if you could call it still morning, he had promised himself he would run some laps. Not that he needed it, however he needed to keep his body in shape. He loved to work out, it made him feel good and that was what everyone wanted. He asked himself often who didn't want to feel good, anyone should want that in his opinion. He couldn't think someone who wouldn't. He searched for a boxer while arguing with himself if he should go or not. It was almost noon. That was kind of late to go out for a run. Then again, it wasn't that he would let him stop by such a thing. On top of that he had promised himself he would. "Okay." He lost the argument with himself, which happened often. As if you could win from yourself.

Breakfast. Next thing on his schedule. He wasn't really a control freak kind of person, he liked it more when he let it all just happen. However taking care of himself, was important too and therefore he had to make sure everything was structured and organized. He knew he couldn't have both, and he didn't even tried to have it all, however he asked him often what it was that he preferred. He couldn't tell. He liked both. Maybe that was his problem, he couldn't chose. Someone should do that form him, then his life would be a lot easier. He ate an apple and started to do some pushups and sit ups. Important stuff he did before he went on a long run. He knew he wouldn't do it when he came back. He had a glass of water and grabbed his stuff he needed and got out. By grabbing his stuff he took his iPod. So stuff is a big word for a small thing. Stuff stood likely for all the music that was stuffed on the little devil. He plugged it in and started the first song. He sang with it as he waited for the elevator to bring him down. Some people smiled and greeted him as they walked by. He only nodded quickly. He didn't really liked these people, they were different than he was, and not in a positive way. They acted weird to stuff he liked. As working out, instead they rather played backgammon, which was a fun game at times, but not on a daily basis.

He wasn't sure why he liked to run. He knew he could clear his mind and that it was good for his body, other than that it was mostly tiring. Like sex. Sam had been keeping a secret for a long time that he was gay. He knew his father would hate him if he told him he fell for boys. He stuffed all these emotions till he broke, and he had. He was a senior when it happened. There was friend of his who liked to work on his body too and well they shared all the same interests. They had so much fun. It was almost as if they were brothers. That all changed when this friend started to kiss him. It was a sweet kiss and Sam couldn't stop himself. He leaned in more and started to take off his cloths. Not that he came far. When he finally took of the shirt of his friend he was rudely disturbed. There could be only one man who would disturb Sam, which was his father. He called a fag and all sorts of name. Sam had to break up every contact he had with his friend. It was hard but he had no choice. He did what his father asked of him. More out of fear. His father was a man who would beat you when you didn't do what he wanted. He had done so when he caught Sam and this friend. It was his first kiss. It was a good first kiss, but rudely disturbed.

After forty-five minutes he decided he deserved a break. Well that was what he told himself. He took place on a bench and leaned back. Closing his eyes as he enjoyed the sun on his skin. This was what he loved about the summer. He could run and sit whenever he was tired. He could rest some and when he was ready for some more he could go on. Try that in the middle of the winter. I don't think you will enjoy the rain and the snow that much as you will do the sun, Sam knew he didn't. He was a spoiled little boy. Not only because he preferred the summer over the winter because then his ass wouldn't feel as cold when he sat down on a bench in the park, also because of his father. The man felt guilty for his stern behavior and bought all kind of stuff for him. As if that would make up for everything and make Sam feel a little better or something. It didn't. It only made the situation worse. Sam started to hate his father, not that he didn't hate him already, however buying him stuff instead of telling him he was sorry hurt even more. Sam started to use him to get whatever he wanted, only to make his father feel bad. These presents he got f his father he saw as little trophies, he placed in his room. Just to remind him and his father of what he had done to him.

status done
taggedopen
outfit here we go
ramble let's run around in circles ^^
credits well me judas xD

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