A Day in Life… Sam Pennington.

Challenge from _call_me_snake_ For this to truly be a meme others must pick it up. So here I challenge you (Mun throws down the glove) to write 24 hours in the life of your favorite character. It was originally 24 hours in life of whoever but Sam does sleep… sometimes… so I figure I’ll just make it a day in the life ( Read more... )

Sam was given Beary for Christmas when he was seven years old. His older cousin Duke had proudly handed him the large white stuffed animal, proclaiming that Santa had brought Beary to Duke’s by accident but that the bear was just for Sam. Beary was almost as big as Sam and wore a red bow around his neck. Every night Sam would climb into bed and ( Read more... )

Sam sat with Dave, Lee, and Carter after practice. He was on his second rolling rock, a futile attempt in cooling down on the grueling night. Carter was angry with him for refusing to let Bobby watch them practice and all the gin Carter was drinking wasn’t helping his mood. Sam didn’t care though; the scamp would be no where him when we was ( Read more... )

Sam was panicking. He didn't want to panic, he didn't want to make anything about himself. He was on the verge of digging his own hole. His friends all needed him and all he wanted was to inject himself with dope and pass out til the end of time. His emotional limitations were starting to get to him. He should be able to handle the idea of seeing ( Read more... )

This is a ficlet staring Sam. I was nudged to post it by certain people *eyes them*. I changed some of the characters to go with the RPs Sam is involved in. I haven't introduced Smelly Arnold or his bandmates (Carter, Lee, Dave) much at this point so apologies if its hard to follow. BTW, Blecher Street records really does exist but no dealers hang ( Read more... )