Post by Samantha James on Oct 18, 2011 11:22:23 GMT -5
CONFIDENTIAL
FILE OF:
JAMES, SAMANTHA
FILE OF:
JAMES, SAMANTHA
BASIC DETAILS:
PERSONAL INFORMATION:
FULL NAME: Samantha Nicole James
GENDER: Female
AGE: 20
D.O.B.: May 2nd, 1991 (if this is present day 2011)
PHYSICAL PROFILE:
HEIGHT: 5'5"
WEIGHT: 125 lbs
HAIR COLOR: Brown
EYE COLOR: Brown
DISTINCTIVE FEATURES: None
PSYCH. EVALUATION:
LIKES:
DISLIKES:
FEARS:
PERSONALITY:
stubborn
Sam is stubborn as a horse. She does not like to be wrong. It is just not an option for her to be wrong. She is set in her beliefs and fights for what she thinks is right. She's got a good head on her shoulders, but to her being wrong is a sign of weakness.
impulsive
Sammie very rarely thinks about what she does before she does it. She usually just has a vague general idea of what she wants to do and she then just executes it, no planning involved of any sort. That could be a fatal flaw of hers, since impulsive people do not think they usually run into a situation and most of the time they get hurt-or killed. Somehow Sam avoids that fate right in the middle of her decision-if she's in the middle of a fight with someone, then she'll start thinking about the consequences. Not always fun.
hard-headed
Along with her stubbornness, Samantha is very hard-headed. She does not listen to others around her and she does not like taking direction if it is something she is not in the mood to do at the moment. This causes trouble at school and at home, but her bubbly personality usually gets her out of trouble somehow. It is kind of funny how life works out that way.
caring
Samantha cares so much for her friends and family she would die for them. When she first meets someone, she'll be off-hand-ish, but over time she will grow to love them. She puts other people's needs before her own-which isn't always a good thing-and will stop at nothing to make sure that person is happy before she goes to make herself happy. She is very loyal, defending a friend in need when the situation calls for it.
loving
Sammie is a very loving person, despite her tough exterior. She has got a big heart and it sometimes gets her into trouble, but it shows that she has the ability to feel in the first place. Sam's actions are based on how to keep the people she loves happy.
brave
Sam is a tough cookie with a good amount of courage. It usually takes people off guard when she shows this side of her personality, since she is generally so friendly and chatty, but she can stand up for herself and others just as well as people much older and bigger then herself. She is very loyal to her friends, and as such, is willing to do anything for them if they need her help. Her ability and capacity for courage is often surprising to those who don’t know her well, as she doesn’t exactly appear to be much of a threat.
BACKGROUND:
HOMETOWN: Seattle, Washington
HISTORY: Samantha Nicole James was the second born of the four James children, born on May 2 on a lovely spring day. She had an older sister, Amy, and two younger brothers, Tyler and Cameron. Samantha was closest with her sister growing up, mostly because Amy was someone Samantha had always wanted to be. Regardless of the three year age difference, Amy was her idol and Samantha adored her sister. At least.... until a little while ago.
Samantha's childhood was remotely uneventful. Her parents were scientists, and rather well known people in their community, and apparently something was going on at work that caused them to go to the original Animorph's hometown quite frequently on business trips (2002-2005ish). At one point Amy traveled to the town after their parents, the heads of the James clan having been gone for over a month, and Amy never came back. Samantha had to handle both her brothers on her own, as a freshman in high school.
Samantha attended high school the next year, their parents and their sister still missing, and she did the best she could to support her siblings in this time of need. Their relatives and their parents' savings paid for everything around the house and even groceries, but Samantha still took a couple jobs here and there to give them a little elbow room. Their parents returned to them a year ago (after being gone for Samantha's entire 3 years of middle school and part of her sophomore year), telling them of the yeerk invasion and of the animorphs. Samantha and her brothers asked what became of Amy, and their parents' faces fell. They saw Amy when she came to visit them, but they were hiding out from the yeerks. When Amy was informed of the whole situation, she ran off to go confront them. They had not seen her since that day and they assumed that their oldest daughter was now a victim of the Yeerks and was forced to be a host of theirs. No humans took on the Yeerks and lived. At least, they did not come back without a Yeerk in their head.
Samantha was intrigued by this story, but her anger and hatred for the Yeerks grew when she heard of her sister's fate. She spent the next couple years listening in on her parents' conversations about the Yeerks and soon she heard of the new Yeerk invasion. She packed a bag, along with her parents' credit cards and some money, and left the James residence in the middle of the night to search for the Animorph called Cassie. Her parents told her that she was the only one left on earth from the original group and that she would be the one to go to about this situation. As much as her parents wanted to, they could not leave their family again to search for the Animorphs. It would be a lost cause; therefore, Samantha took it upon herself to find them. Boy, was she in for a surprise.
OTHER NOTES:
PLAY-BY: Emma Watson
STARTING MORPHS:
Land: Golden Retriever
Air: Eagle
Bug: Ladybug
Water: Blue Whale
Battle: Grey Wolf
The Xavier institute was very different from the Baxter Building, but Sue liked it. The fact that their facilities are always stocked up with everything she will ever need for lab work and the fact that Beast knows well enough to have Reed be sent on a wild goose chase when looking for her really brightened up her day. Today she was helping Jean with the monthly inspections of the population, and unfortunately for Suzie she ended up with the Avengers as her focus group. Already Thor has declared that she has no idea what she is doing and had no right to be touching the son of Odin, Iron Man hit on her while Pepper Potts smacked him around for doing so, Hawkeye just grumbled a bit, and Black Widow was pretty nice but she was antsy. The Hulk was the one who caused her the most trouble, but she came away with a few bruises forming regardless. Thankfully she was on her last Avenger, Captain America a.k.a. Steven Rogers, and she could take a well deserved nap. Beast was looking over the X-Factor while Jean had the X-Men, so she had an examination room to herself, but she hoped that Beast would not have to be called in for Steven. Suzie would like to avoid collecting more bruises than she already had.
Suzie has known Steven for awhile now, the teams being assembled under Charles Xavier awhile back made everyone get acquainted, and Susan would have to admit (not out loud, of course) she was rather fond of the Captain. Sure, he was awkward and did not know which way was up, but can you really blame him? He was born in 1921 and he had been in suspended animation for over 70 years! That constitutes a little bit of slack when it comes to his social skills. Regardless, Steven Rogers was probably the only man who was still chivalrous. With Steven, chivalry isn't dead, and that is a rare thing. Susan had to observe him during a sleep study and she heard him say "Peggy" a few times, and it made her curious so she looked the woman up. Apparently Agent Peggy Carter was currently about 90 years old and in a rest home somewhere in New York or England or something, but she never forgot Steven.
A pang of jealousy struck the blonde woman as Susan thought of the british brunette. Susan had seen Agent Carter's file. She had been a beautiful woman. It was no wonder Steven was so in love with her. Susan could not compete. A little blonde girl from New York could not possibly measure up to a voluptuous British brunette from London or wherever she was from. Not even close. Susan soon pulled out Steven's file and smiled at the picture of him from before the experiment that made him tall and muscular. He had been a rather small man in his lifetime, but Suzie liked him either way. He was still Steven, regardless of his height and body structure. He was still the same caring, loving man he was today, and that is all that mattered. As long as Steven stayed his sweet self, Susan was happy.
The blonde's ears perked up at the sound of the door sliding open, obviously meaning that Steven had entered, and she did not look up from the file before her. "I'll need for you to take off your shirt and put it on the table, then sit on the examination chair please Steven," she said, making sure she was focusing on the file in front of her so that Steven could have some privacy while changing. It was only polite. She had been raised correctly despite her family problems growing up. Shocking, ain't it?
After she heard Steven do as he was asked, the blonde soon turned around and placed the file on the table where his shirt now resided. Pulling the stethoscope to her ears and placing the cold metal on his chest she listened to his heartbeat as she started on the usual series of questions.Things like, "how are you feeling today?" and "did you have breakfast this morning?" were asked, along with "have you been feeling ill lately? Have you gotten into any fights?" and things like that soon followed. It didn't help that Susan was staring at his chest, but soon she snapped out of it and continued on with her questions. Hopefully he couldn't distract her much longer.
Suzie has known Steven for awhile now, the teams being assembled under Charles Xavier awhile back made everyone get acquainted, and Susan would have to admit (not out loud, of course) she was rather fond of the Captain. Sure, he was awkward and did not know which way was up, but can you really blame him? He was born in 1921 and he had been in suspended animation for over 70 years! That constitutes a little bit of slack when it comes to his social skills. Regardless, Steven Rogers was probably the only man who was still chivalrous. With Steven, chivalry isn't dead, and that is a rare thing. Susan had to observe him during a sleep study and she heard him say "Peggy" a few times, and it made her curious so she looked the woman up. Apparently Agent Peggy Carter was currently about 90 years old and in a rest home somewhere in New York or England or something, but she never forgot Steven.
A pang of jealousy struck the blonde woman as Susan thought of the british brunette. Susan had seen Agent Carter's file. She had been a beautiful woman. It was no wonder Steven was so in love with her. Susan could not compete. A little blonde girl from New York could not possibly measure up to a voluptuous British brunette from London or wherever she was from. Not even close. Susan soon pulled out Steven's file and smiled at the picture of him from before the experiment that made him tall and muscular. He had been a rather small man in his lifetime, but Suzie liked him either way. He was still Steven, regardless of his height and body structure. He was still the same caring, loving man he was today, and that is all that mattered. As long as Steven stayed his sweet self, Susan was happy.
The blonde's ears perked up at the sound of the door sliding open, obviously meaning that Steven had entered, and she did not look up from the file before her. "I'll need for you to take off your shirt and put it on the table, then sit on the examination chair please Steven," she said, making sure she was focusing on the file in front of her so that Steven could have some privacy while changing. It was only polite. She had been raised correctly despite her family problems growing up. Shocking, ain't it?
After she heard Steven do as he was asked, the blonde soon turned around and placed the file on the table where his shirt now resided. Pulling the stethoscope to her ears and placing the cold metal on his chest she listened to his heartbeat as she started on the usual series of questions.Things like, "how are you feeling today?" and "did you have breakfast this morning?" were asked, along with "have you been feeling ill lately? Have you gotten into any fights?" and things like that soon followed. It didn't help that Susan was staring at his chest, but soon she snapped out of it and continued on with her questions. Hopefully he couldn't distract her much longer.
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