Where's Your God Now?

@rp-sonofsam

Name: Samuel "Sam" Carpenter Class: Engineer Assigned Map: Badlands Age : 46 Height: 5"6 Warning: Not for the sensitive and easily butthurt. The views or beliefs of the character do not necessarily reflect those of the roleplayer.

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Warning: Do not attempt to make a model airplane if there is a dad-aged man within a 40 mile radius.

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#someone just sent me a really long headcanon of theirs of Sam #I am not sure of what to feel about it. omg

Hmm… Dunno really. Haven’t checked things. Haven’t left the room. /yawn

Ah… Alright. Eaten yet?

Nope. Just woke up.

I don't want Klaus to hear me like this. This just ain't right.

Hmm… Dunno really. Haven’t checked things. Haven’t left the room. /yawn

Ah... Alright. Eaten yet?

#rpblurogue #God I'm so scared

Alroight, fine.

How's everythin' goin' on there?

rp-blurogue replied to your post:Stalling

quitstallin’uasshole

Ah call back t’the base ‘n this is d’first thing yer tellin’ me. /pokerface

Whinin’ ain’t gonna make me change wot oi’ll be sayin’ next.

Stretch, ‘am goin’ alright? Just… /he lowered his hat/ Just I need some time. I’ll get there.

/rolls eyes/ You’re stallin’.

It's not stallin,' alright? It's just... Uh... Breathin' room.

rp-blurogue replied to your post:Stalling

quitstallin’uasshole

Ah call back t’the base ‘n this is d’first thing yer tellin’ me. /pokerface

Whinin’ ain’t gonna make me change wot oi’ll be sayin’ next.

Stretch, 'am goin' alright? Just... /he lowered his hat/ Just I need some time. I'll get there.

rp-blurogue replied to your post:Stalling

quitstallin’uasshole

Ah call back t'the base 'n this is d'first thing yer tellin' me. /pokerface

Stalling

He went on to stop at a gas station. The truck didn't really need it, the tank was still half-full. Sam parked it just right in front of its diner and went in. He looked around, there were people inside, mostly locals but there were truckers who also had their fill. A few men looked at him because of the butterfly that he tied to his hat. He even got a few chuckles from it. Normally, the engineer would have stared them down but this time he was too caught up with the thought of going back to his hometown. He sat down at a corner all by his lonesome and just looked at the menu that had already been there. He didn't feel like eating and that coming from Sam? It was a big thing. Give him anything that's good and the man would devour it like a hungry dog but this time was different. "Anything you would like, darling?" Sam jolted out of his deeps thoughts and looked up. It was just the waitress. "Oh... Uh..." He looked back at the menu. "Coffee. And maybe some fries." "Alright, dear, will that be all?" The waitress smiled while placing a hand on her hip. Sam looked around for a bit. "Do you have a phone?"

[SFM] Like a nature show

#ooc post #sniper #tf2 #sfm #This reminded me too much of Logan and Ceren

Who would have thought that packing for a short trip would ever feel like torture. Breathing felt like pins were being continuously jabbed on to his chest. Sam hissed through his teeth the moment he zipped his bag up, knowing well that the next step was only to head to the truck and drive off back to Texas. He sat on the bed for a moment, staring into deep space. He was still unsure of going through with it. Sam just did not know if he could even take it. What happens if he sees her? He has not even gone and already his body was going crazy. Painful back, arms and wrists. His head began to ache as if urging to tell him to just lay down and let the day pass. The engineer bit his lower lip and stood up from his seat. The truck's engine never sounded so horrible.

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I'll be heading back to Texas to see Rosalie. It seems like a good idea.

"I think it is a good idea, Samuel."

Ya'll take care of yourselves, y'hear?

Gives us another Sam fact.

Sam hates the sound of tires skidding. It can easily break his usual apathetic state.

rp-fromthepacific

The table underneath them gives in.

*lying there in the heap*

/his hand was just twitching but it was obvious that the match ended in a draw/ Fuckin' hell, woman.

#rpfromthepacifc

New Followers...

Fuckin' hell if yer all REDS.

rp-butteredsoldier

rp-sonofsam replied to your post:[ I bet your ass on a competition with Sam over arm wrestling. He seemed really eager. ] - Barbara

'AM GONNA WIN THAT ASS OF YERS.

GO TO HELL

Ah'll see you there.

#rpbutteredsoldier

rp-fromthepacific

I'm up for a round of arm wrestlin'. /he flexes his mechanical arm/ My baby's newly calibrated.

You know how the last time ended, Sam.

/he props his metal hand on the table/ YOU’RE ON!

rp-fromthepacific

*Thus began the battle that shall determine the fate of money that could have been spent on food for the poor*

/The arm wrestling match was going nowhere, Barbara's arm and his own weren't budging and all it did was shake back and forth./

#rpfromthepacific

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