[hider=Katelyn Song] [center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLjkzYzdkYy5TMkYwWld4NWJpQlRiMjVuLjAA/buffalo-nickel.regular.png[/img] [img]http://izkis.su/_dr/57/21353223.gif[/img] [i]"A dream doesn't become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work." [b]- Colin Powell[/b][/i][/center] [hr][hr] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Name[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Katelyn Yuki Song[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Nicknames[/u][/b][/color] [indent]- Kate/Kat: Being the most obvious nicknames to pull from her name, Katelyn went through her middle school and high school going by any variation of Kate or Kat, and though most people seemed used to calling her that she has found it to be a rather boring and redundant pet name. - Kiki: Given to her by her father. Katelyn loves the name Kiki and often allows her close friends and family members to refer to her as such. - In professional environments, Katelyn requests that everyone refers to her by her full name.[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Age[/u][/b][/color] [indent]30[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Gender[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Female[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Occupation[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Paralegal for Daniel Carrington[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Residency[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Manhattan, NYC[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Sexual Orientation[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Bisexual[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Relationship Status[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Single[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Appearance[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Standing at a mere 5'4" and weighing just over one hundred and twenty pounds, Kate isn't as imposing as she often wishes she could be. Delicate to a fault and with the grace of a goose she is prone to injuries due to her own clumsiness. Despite often nursing new bruises on her legs, though, Katelyn walks with a straight back and her head held high. Her face is usually kept hidden behind a veil of light make up, though even without the cover up the faintest sense of natural beauty can be seen. Katelyn is decently attractive, with narrow, dark eyes and small lips. Her face itself is heart-shaped and dainty, and it often curls cheerily with playful smiles. Body wise she is thin and delicate. Though not much of an exerciser, Kat's vegetarian diet keeps her mostly healthy and fit. Due to her weak lungs, however, any extraneous activities can lead to an asthma attack or worse. Her skin, though easily tanned by most summer days, is currently a gentle white, clashing nicely with her dark hair and eyes. The stress of work can often be seen tugging at her face, and dark circles which are normally masked by plenty of concealer may sometimes be seen peeking out from behind her veil. Despite hating them, Katelyn is also the owner of a pair of snarky reading glasses, which she primarily wears while reading over case reports or working by herself. Katelyn is a sucker for a good pair of shoes. She loves dressing up and looking pretty, going form an array of skirted suits to countless casual, darling little dresses. If not for her frugal nature her closet would be full of countless accessories and outfits.[/indent] [hr][hr][center] [img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/0f22cd10636e6e8cf43b1adef1375955/tumblr_mxvaftlyvD1smp62to1_250.gif[/img][img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/c0837106657297aaacfa4375b32634a2/tumblr_mxvaftlyvD1smp62to2_250.gif[/img] [i]"Mother always says: 'If you wanna make it big then you gotta work hard'!"[/i][/center] [hr][hr] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Personality[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Katelyn may be the exact opposite of what most lawyer's are meant to be. While the stereotypical lawyer may be stoic and blood-thirsty, Kate is very much a kind and cheerful soul. Though a burning wish for justice can often be seen in her very vivid expressions, Katelyn considers herself to be a polite and quiet woman, and takes pride in being as courteous and kind as she can possibly be. However, despite her wish to keep things pleasant, Kate will gladly change face to stay afloat in the court room. When pressured or when she feels as though people are not taking her seriously Kate will become something akin to a demon. Her words become biting and cold, and she may even gain a robotic tone just to get her point across. She is an intelligent, quick-talking woman, and those who do not take her seriously are often in danger of receiving one of her killer glares. Having to put on her stoic front, though, can drain Katelyn mentally, and often times it leaves her feeling kind of depressed or tired. And a tired Katelyn is not a very happy one. She loves to work and often goes days without real rest due to her wish to just continue working. Those who are acquainted with her often complain about how she puts work before everything else, and they are often too correct. Katelyn has been working hard to achieve her potential since she was small, and she has not even thought about slowing down yet. To Kate, if she is without work or if she is not doing work, then she is merely wasting time. In social situations with new people, Katelyn is often times quiet and a bit shy. She will cling to those she knows well and may stammer or stutter when spoken to casually. While polite, Kat can also be a bit naive and blunt when speaking to those she barely knows. Despite this, Katelyn is very skilled at reading the mood of a situation, and as such she knows when to keep quiet or speak her mind. When it comes to her friends and family she is loving and a bit playful, often coming across as a puppy who just wants to be praised. Though she is mostly seen smiling, Kat is quick to cry in sad or emotional situations, and due to this she is called a crybaby by many of her closer colleagues. When comfortable around people in a casual situation she may appear to be a bit childish or air-headed, but behind that grinning face is a woman who is willing to fight to prove her point.[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Likes[/u][/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Sweets, mostly hard candies [*] Animals of all kind [*] Reading, especially romance novels and mysteries [*] Winter [*] Herbal teas [*] Proving her point[/list][/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Dislikes[/u][/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Coffee, anything bitter really [*] Flying insects and spiders [*] Meat [*] The ocean [*] Being told she is worthless/lazy [*] Being told she is wrong[/list][/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Strengths[/u][/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Intelligent [*] Productive [*] Kind[/list][/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Weaknesses[/u][/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Clumsy [*] Stubborn [*] Shy[/list][/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Fears[/u][/b][/color] [indent]| Failure | Being Lost | Flying insects | Drowning | Wide Open Spaces |[/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/3f4b712bb31fc18561f89999cf5a6d3d/tumblr_n1x9smvq2p1sp02wlo3_r1_250.gif[/img][img]http://33.media.tumblr.com/5909768e0594f0cbd6d7dfd9960b89f1/tumblr_n1x9smvq2p1sp02wlo4_r1_250.gif[/img] [i]"What's that? I'm wrong? You must have miscalculated somewhere, cause I definitely am not!"[/i][/center] [hr][hr] [color=a5dcee][b][u]History[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Born to a poor Japanese and Chinese couple, Kate grew up in the cheery city of New York. Her mother was a strict, caring woman, and was often out of the house working. Watching her mother work so hard as she grew older was rather inspiring to the young Katelyn, who at a young age was already working hard to be the best in her class. Her father, who often took off from his own job to care for Kate, spent most of his days helping her study or playing around with her. Though the family was often separated due to work, they always tried to find time for each other, thus resulting in a healthy, loving family relationship. In middle school and high school, Kat was known far and wide for being a top student. Due to her extreme measures of studying and working however, she had a meager social standing and often skipped out on events just to stay in and cram. Despite these odds, however, she did manage to make a few pals here and there. Her love for acing was only dwarfed by her love for her friends, and as such she would often take a day or two off of her intense work schedule to maintain her minimal relationships. This pattern continued on during her college life. After graduating from Harvard, Kate went on to find herself hired by a desperate couple in need of her help. The case, however, seemed to be lost from the very start, and Katelyn ended up losing her first big job. Devastated by the circumstances, she experienced a brief depression and then went on to have trouble find work. With no where else to turn and losing time and money, the young Katelyn Song turned to interning and acting as an associate to pay off her debts and hopefully gain back what little face she had. Eventually, Kate stumbled upon Daniel Carrington, and once he hired her to be his paralegal the rest was history. [/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Education[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Katelyn, after working her butt off in high school, managed to get into Harvard with a slight scholarship. Though obviously it wouldn't pay for her whole experience, she took up the offer and managed to graduate with a LL.B. degree (Bachelor of Laws). However, after graduating Katelyn found it hard to start up her own law firm, and has instead turned to working as an associate or paralegal for many different firms in an effort to both pay off her student loans and gain a name in the business of Law.[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Favorite memory[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Getting into Harvard and graduating from Harvard might be one of Katelyn's favorite memories. The feeling of joy and relief she had felt is something she has yet to forget.[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Least favorite memory[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Losing her first case. She feels as though this act was enough to tarnish her name in the world of law for good.[/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/96f895b75577b23835365ad46bd98f9a/tumblr_inline_nwhnyxlNpn1qlt39u_500.gif[/img][img]http://33.media.tumblr.com/fe239674f12610d583ac06dcd55eb3ba/tumblr_inline_nwhnyjjdW61qlt39u_500.gif[/img] [i]"I've never been out of the States before!"[/i][/center] [hr][hr] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Birthday[/u][/b][/color] [indent]April 13th, 1985[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Astrological Sign[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Pisces[/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Social Media[/u][/b][/color] [indent]KiKiKat - Instagram KSong0413 - Twitter Katelyn Song - Facebook [/indent] [color=a5dcee][b][u]Holiday Song[/u][/b][/color] [indent][url=http://www.alfred-music.com/player/AlfredChoralDesigns2015/43422/player.html]While the Snow Lay Sleeping[/url][/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/d5233135d3e9ca669cadbb66c8a6ea5f/tumblr_inline_nwhpcq1XSg1qlt39u_500.gif[/img][img]http://31.media.tumblr.com/8da8b6799ac0fb639ff5b58a8ac6a4ac/tumblr_inline_nwhpcmP7fy1qlt39u_500.gif[/img] [i]"How can I stop when I'm so close to my goal?"[/i][/center] [hr][hr][/hider] [hider=Kate's Relationships][center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLjkzYzdkYy5TMkYwWld4NWJpQlRiMjVuLjAA/buffalo-nickel.regular.png[/img] [img]http://33.media.tumblr.com/9a0653433a1dbc143480341676d37419/tumblr_n8u3rnQlAx1qdrgvwo3_500.gif[/img] [i]"I really can't understand this family! Everyone is so cold to each other![/i][/center] [hr][hr] [center][h2][color=Crimson][u]R E G I N A L D C A R R I N G T O N[/u][/color][/h2] [i]"This is the CEO of TriV? I was expecting some ragged old man, but honestly, he looks pretty good."[/i][/center] [i]Another night spent reading the tabloids at 7Eleven, huh? Katelyn flipped through the pages of the trashy magazine, her eyes reading each line with only the slightest amount of interest. Honestly, she wasn't that big of a fan of the stupid celebrity news held within the thin paper slips, but her tea was still too warm to drink and it was absolutely frigid outside. And so, to kill some time, Kate read the slimy backwash of some poor journalist's pen. Eventually her eyes reached an article that didn't seem so biased, a small blurb from an interview with Reginald Carrington. "Huh, a big time CEO? Looks rich... Wait, I know this name..." Flipping through the rest of the piece, though was ultimately left with a few questions on saving power and nothing on his personal life. Kate, however curious she had been, soon placed the tabloid back down and turned to leave. She could ask if Dan was to related the older man tomorrow, but as of right now Reginald Carrington was just another money-grubbing CEO in her mind.[/i] [hr] [center][h2][color=9932CC][u]C A S S I O P E I A C A R R I N G T O N[/u][/color][/h2] [i]"I see her on TV sometimes, apparently she's the other guy's wife and also seems to run TriV. Huh, well, work it girl!"[/i][/center] [i]The magazines at Kate's local hair salon were always up to date and full of beauty tips and random interviews. Katelyn, though short on cash for the month, had decided to get her hair done, and while waiting for the do to dry she turned to the thin pamphlets. Once again, disinterest could be seen clear on her face as she flipped through the sex tips and celebrity body backlashes. It was all the same stuff, until she turned to the eigth page. Within the shiny paper was an article, focusing on a TV special featuring the lovely Cassiopeia Carrington. "Carrington again, huh? I'm assuming Dan is relate but..." Kate flipped through the article carefully, taking in every detail she could, trying to decipher why her partner had never mentioned the woman before. Soon, her eyes fell onto a phrase that she never really understood. 'Hands off parenting'.[/i] [hr] [center][h2][color=#FFFFFF][u]D A N I E L C A R R I N G T O N[/u][/color][/h2] [i]"God bless Mr. Daniel Carrington, really! He gave me a job, and he's one of the best people I've ever worked with. Plus, he doesn't mind that I spend most of my life neck deep in papers and law books!"[/i][/center] [i]Katelyn often found herself alone in coffee shops. It wasn't so bad, but seeing all the couples or groups of friend crowding around the other tables often made her feel a bit lonely. Then again, she was already feeling a bit down in the dumps after her failure a few days earlier. She sipped her iced tea wistfully, eyes scanning the cafe with their usual observant way, until a stranger deliberately sat next to her. Slightly perturbed, she glanced towards the man with narrowed eyes, but as soon as she did he held out his hand and quickly said; "My name's Daniel Carrington. I'm a junior partner at Jones & Chance, and I was wondering if you'd like to be employed as a paralegal." Of course, Kat was a bit stunned by his proposal, and while she tried to form a correct response in her mind Dan passed over his business card. And then, with a brief nod and a half smile, he was gone. Katelyn glanced over the card curiously, and then a wide grin filled her face. Later that night, she gave him a call and, of course, the rest was history. [/i][/hider] [hider=Sam Carrington] [center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjEwNi40Zjg3NjcuVTJGdFlXNTBhR0VnUTJGeWNtbHVaM1J2YmcsLC4w/fashionvictim.regular.png[/img] [img]http://33.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb75qqQjfz1qmfh3w.gif[/img] [i]We become aware of the void as we fill it. [b]- Antonio Porchia[/b][/i][/center] [hr][hr] [color=679777][b][u]Name[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Samantha Rose Carrington[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Nicknames[/u][/b][/color] [indent]- Sam/Sammy: Her usual nicknames. Close friends and family normally call her Sammy.[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Age[/u][/b][/color] [indent]42[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Gender[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Female[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Occupation[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Studio Artist and Gallery Owner[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Residency[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Cobble Hill, Brooklyn, NYC[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Sexual Orientation[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Homosexual[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Relationship Status[/u][/b][/color] [indent]It's Complicated[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Appearance[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Samantha is a natural beauty, easy as that. Her posture is tall, straight, and her head is often held high with an odd confidence that always seems to exude from her. She is normally made up when out and about, carrying around a heavy air of expensive perfume and hair products, and her face is painted with extreme care. Even without makeup, however, Sam remains a nice face to look at, with high cheek bones and full lips. She has inherited her parents' green eyes, which seem to gleam coldly out into nothingness, and her hair is constantly changing in length and color, though as of now it reaches down to her shoulder blades and gleams with a dark brown hue. Sam stands at about 5'7" and weighs a mere one-hundred and twenty-five pounds due to lack of eating. She is skin and bones really, but normally her flesh is hidden beneath expensive-looking layers and fur coats. Thanks to her well-paying job, Sam takes liberty in buying the most expensive fashions on the market. The outfits barely last long, however, as she often ruins them while drunk or high. There are times, when she is without makeup, that Sam looks especially worn or sickly, but due to her constant fussing over her appearance it is a rare sight to see.[/indent] [hr][hr][center] [img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb757rNEe51qmfh3w.gif[/img] [i]"Mommy's little disaster."[/i][/center] [hr][hr] [color=679777][b][u]Personality[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Stubborn, angry, and usually drunk. These are Sam's usual emotions, often times they can be seen burning in her green eyes or rolling off her lips in a variety of curses and complaints. Sam is a hot-blooded soul, one who usually does not take 'no, I/you can't' for an answer, and she constantly fights with those who have clashing views from her. As an artist, she is extremely watchful and careful, looking out for any beautiful structures and/or suspicious figures. This observant nature of her's is only dwarfed by her bullheaded wishes to stay in a constant state of euphoria. This happiness is gained by spending her nights awake, either dead drunk or ridiculously high. Such a cliche for artists, right? Sam definitely thinks so, she is most certain she is as cliche as an artist can come personally, but when it comes to her artwork she believes she is one-of-a-kind. Her strokes are always clean and precise, her colors are always bright and sharp. When it comes to painting Sam is no pushover. She lives through her art, her tortures and her joys often come out onto the canvas in a variety of swirls or words or images. Usually, when she is working, Sam likes to remain totally sober, as it allows her creativity to flow and it pushes her mind to it's limit. Those who think it is wise to bother her during this time, however, may be met with harsh profanities and a bucket of paint being chucked in their general direction. Once Sam has started on a piece, she usually won't stop until she is sure she is finished. Most of her paintings take days to complete however, and due to these long working hours she usually doesn't get enough sleep or food unless someone is around to care for her. Though it may be easy to tell through most of her paintings and generally nihilistic ways, Samantha is horribly depressed. Clinically diagnosed a few years back, she is still on antidepressant meds and usually she has a nurse come in every other week to check up on her. The doctors always tell her that her constant drinking and smoking are ways to fill whatever void she possessed, and Sam knew they were on the dot. She always feels empty or alone when sober, and to mask those feelings she drinks until she can't think. It is an unhealthy practice, but until Sam is able to feel like herself again she has no wish for stopping. When around close friends or family members that don't despise her, Sam can be quite motherly and sweet in a party-animal kind of way. She is protective of those she deems worthy, and she has quite the soft spot for children and animals. To strangers she may appear obnoxious or nosy, and while she tries her best to not stare she always ends up allowing her eyes to follow beautiful people in the end. [/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Likes[/u][/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Traditional Art [*] Photography [*] Bitter coffee [*] Energy drinks [*] Smoking [*] Alcohol [*] Clubs and bars [*] Nighttime[/list][/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Dislikes[/u][/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Tea [*] Mathematics and sciences [*] Sweets [*] Authority [*] Her three ex-spouses [*] Being alone [*] Being sober [*] Mornings[/list][/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Strengths[/u][/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Creative [*] Fun-loving [*] Vehement[/list][/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Weaknesses[/u][/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Abrasive [*] Depressed [*] Hot-blooded[/list][/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Fears[/u][/b][/color] [indent]| Being alone | Being forgotten | Being empty | Losing her eyesight | Tight places |[/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]https://45.media.tumblr.com/1190814cc5c144d4721aaaa0dd7fc00d/tumblr_nzgqiqzfRU1txj1zlo2_540.gif[/img] [i]"I should stop smoking? Don't fucking police me!"[/i][/center] [hr][hr] [color=679777][b][u]History[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Samantha Rose was the first born of the Carrington family, and the first mistake. Cassiopeia had hopes and dreams for the young girl when she was toddler, hopes and dreams that she would live healthily and have a wonderful life. Of course, though, Sam's mother wasn't exactly aware of how to grant her daughter this wish. Cassiopeia was without a mother's touch, and she often turned to books about parenting or asked workers at TriV to help her gain a footing on how to care for the young Sam. Ultimately, Cassiopeia had hoped her daughter would be the perfect heir for the family business, but something went wrong. Somewhere along the line, Samantha just... Broke. In her teen years, Sam noticed that her parents were rarely home. They worked most days, leaving her alone in the house with only her mind to keep her company. She had been a rather sweet child back then, a social butterfly and a girl with an extreme craving for all kinds of art. She was turned off by all the business courses her mother suggested she take, and due to her failing marks in these classes she began to feel extreme pressure from her parents. Of course, the pressure had always been there, beyond the caring, busy smiles Sam saw. Her folks were hard-workers, the ideal business owners, but they wished for her to take over their company in her later years. And Sam, well, just couldn't see herself as a CEO. The very thought of it made her feel sick, and incredibly sad. It was late in her sophomore year of high school where she first turned to sex and alcohol to forget her worries. She didn't come home that night, and the next morning when she pushed through the front doors she was met with reprimands and worried faces. When questioned where she had been, Sam told a straight lie and then vanished to her room for the rest of the day. This was the first crack, and the first time Sam had felt truly terrible for lying to her parents. Despite feeling bad, she continued to hang out with the wrong crowd, and each morning when she got home her lies continued to build and build. Her actions were later discovered during her junior year of high school. By this time, she had started failing most of her academic classes. Her parents caught sight of all the red marks, and while questioning their daughter her illegal actions came to light. Sam was grounded for a whole year, restricted from seeing her "friends" and basically placed under house arrest unless she was in school. During this time, Sam became withdrawn from her parents, and she started focusing a lot of her attention on art, mostly the painting and drawing aspects of it. These restriction just made Samantha wish to rebel more, and as her senior year rolled around she started skipping classes, focusing more on having fun then getting ready for college. The stress from her parents pushing just drove her to more outlets, until finally it was clear to them that she had no chance of pursuing their wishes. Barely passing her high school career, Sam's parents quickly asked what she wanted to do with her life, and Sam, finally, allowed her mind to be heard. [i]"I don't want to be your heiress! I'm not like you! I'll never be like you!"[/i] The fight lasted a good three hours, and afterwards, still heated, Sam gathered all her valuable belonging and left. She didn't cut her parents out of her life, no, she still loved them, and she blamed herself for being so foolishly driven to not follow their wishes. After she left home, Sam went looking for a place to stay, and she ended up becoming room mates with a woman named Jesse. During this stage of her life, Sam was nothing more than a starving artist, one who went out on the streets of New York selling her works. Her income was slow a bit varied, but her pieces usually were sold out by the end of the week. Jesse Valentine was her muse at the time, as well as her lover. It was a complicated romance, but it all worked out until Jesse was sent over seas for military work. Now, lonely as ever, Sam turned to other people to keep her warm, and she eventually met a man who seemed to cherish her. After a year of dating, Sam married the man at the age of twenty-five. Jesse came home a few months into the couple's marriage and, burning with rage, she left Sam behind to find work and a home else where. Sam was heartbroken by this, and she soon realized her husband was not all he turned out to be. She divorced him three years after their union due to abusive tendencies and realizing she really wasn't into men. Sam took her new found free time to work towards her job. Her art became well known around New York city, and many of her pieces were auctioned to rich folks. Through these galleries and parties, Sam found her next lover. A young woman with an eye for sculptures. They married after a few months, and later divorced due to wanting different things. Sam, once again alone, spent most of her life inside, until Jesse returned from some desert town with her familiar warmth. They had a quick fling, one that last so briefly that Samantha often forgets it had happened. She was given one year of peace from her hurricane of a love life, and in that year she auctioned many of her paintings, and even gained control of a friend's gallery. Her paintings and many of her acquaintances' hung within the white, selling for fair prices, and as Sam gained more footing in the art community she met her most recent divorcee. The woman was older, regal, and just seemed to over flow with confidence. They were married for three years, and later divorced on Sam's 39th birthday after having a wild fight. Another year of calmness (well, as calm as the depressed party-animal could be) came and went, and after a month of having no truly intimate friendships or relationships Sam concluded that she was simply someone who should live alone forever. And then Jesse called. The two rekindled their old, old friendship, and they took turns visiting each other's homes during the next two years. Jesse, who was living in Arizona at the time, assumed they would simply fuck up their relationship again if they tried living together, so they settled with a strictly long-distance friendship... Until the letter came, that is. That night, Sam called up her dear friend and asked with a trembling voice; "Can you please do this with me. I wouldn't be able to stand being with them alone."[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Education[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Samantha barely graduated high school, and once she left home she went straight into her life as an artist. Though she was without a degree, her pieces were visually satisfying enough to attract critics and buyers, and thus her living was made through skill and a bit of luck.[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Favorite memory[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Waking up alone on the roof of her penthouse, staring up at the starless sky after blacking out from over drinking. The party that had been there hours before had dispersed and it was so quiet and so lonely. And in the sky above Sam swore she saw a shooting star, just beyond the city lights. This scene has appeared in many of her paintings.[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Least favorite memory[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Leaving her family behind after the big fight. It's left a mark on her, and she can't seem to forget about that night.[/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb76dbS8nL1qmfh3w.gif[/img] [i]"I'm empty, but you don't care do you?"[/i][/center] [hr][hr] [color=679777][b][u]Birthday[/u][/b][/color] [indent]October 29th, 1973[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Astrological Sign[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Scorpio[/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Social Media[/u][/b][/color] [indent]SamCarrington - All [/indent] [color=679777][b][u]Holiday Song[/u][/b][/color] [indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPL9RXbOdIY]Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas[/url][/indent] [hr][hr] [center][img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb7575tZz71qmfh3w.gif[/img] [i]"I can smile, see?"[/i][/center] [hr][hr][/hider] [hider=Sam's Relationships][center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjEwNi40Zjg3NjcuVTJGdFlXNTBhR0VnUTJGeWNtbHVaM1J2YmcsLC4w/fashionvictim.regular.png[/img] [img]https://45.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lku301adLn1qivdq3o1_500.gif[/img] [i]"Maybe I should have tried harder, ya know? To fix all the shit I did."[/i][/center] [hr][hr] [center][h2][color=679777][u]R E G I N A L D C A R R I N G T O N[/u][/color][/h2] [i]"He was like mom. He pushed me to be something I wasn't but... I'm certain it was all my fault. He deserves an apology, but I'm not sure if I'm ready to give one."[/i][/center] Write a bit more in depth about their relationship here. [hr] [center][h2][color=679777][u]C A S S I O P E I A C A R R I N G T O N[/u][/color][/h2] [i]I wish I wasn't so stubborn, if I was a bit more lax I would be able to easily tell her I'm sorry."[/i][/center] Write a bit more in depth about their relationship here. [hr] [center][h2][color=679777][u]J E S S E V A L E N T I N E[/u][/color][/h2] [i]"She's my muse, my best friend, my love... It's been a complicated few years, but she's remained faithful while I haven't. I adore her, though sometimes she can become as stubborn as me!"[/i][/center] [hr] [center][h2][color=679777][u]G A B R I E L C A R R I N G T O N[/u][/color][/h2] [i]"I didn't mean too leave you Gabby, it's all my fault isn't it?"[/i][/center] [hr] [center][h2][u][color=679777]D A N I E L C A R R I N G T O N[/color][/u][/h2] [i]""He's a lawyer now, huh? He had the most awful stutter back in the day... People really can change."[/i][/center] [hr] [center][h2][u][color=679777]R O W A N C A R R I N G T O N[/color][/u][/h2] [i]"He visits me often, and gladly doesn't hold a grudge against me like Gabby does. I assume he only comes to see me because of my parties, however."[/i][/center] [hr] [center][h2][color=679777][u]T A T I A N A C A R R I N G T O N[/u][/color][/h2] ""[/center] [hr] [center][h2][u][color=679777]L I V C A R R I N G T O N[/color][/u][/h2] ""[/center] [hr] [center][h2][color=679777][u]A V E R Y C A R R I N G T O N[/u][/color][/h2] [i]""[/i][/center] [hr] [center][h2][u][color=679777]M A R I S O L C A R R I N G T O N[/color][/u][/h2] ""[/center] [hr] [center][h2][u][color=679777]C H A R L E S C A R R I N G T O N[/color][/u][/h2] ""[/center] [/hider]