Samantha Adams

Samantha tried to focus on what she was doing, but the feeling of him filling her mouth was overwhelming. She'd heard stories, but this was her first real experience, and she had no idea what she was doing. She moved tentatively at first, her confidence slowly growing as she began to find her rhythm. But when Levi looked down at her, and she caught his wicked grin, her eyes widdened. She knew that he was about to push her boundaries even further. Levi's hand tightened in her hair, and he suddenly forced her mouth down on his cock, the tip hitting the back of her throat. Samantha's eyes watered, and she tried to suppress a gag. The sensation of his cock filling her mouth and throat was both humiliating and intense, and she couldn't help but feel a strange thrill from it. "Urrrgghh... gaggg... hkkkkk... nnghhhhh... gluuugkk... aahhhk... mmmphhh..." was all she could muster in protest as Levi's cock continued ramming the back of her throat. Samantha's choking sounds continue to intensify, reflecting her struggle to adapt to Levi's size. "Aaackkk... grrruuhhh... hrrgghh... guhhhkkk... ummphhhh..." Despite her discomfort, Samantha couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal at the sight of Levi's wicked grin and the sensation of her own saliva running down her face. As Levi pulled her off, she looked up at him, her eyes pleading for a reprieve. "I...didn't....say..you could do that!" She started to protest, never one to back down from mouthing off when annoyed she continued. "Just because I...." But at that moment Levi wiped his saliva-coated cock across her face, Samantha's face burned with humiliation. She hated how much she was enjoying this, how much Levi was getting under her skin. She knew that this was a game for him, a power play that she was losing. "That can't be necessary?!" she complained when Levi ordered her to strip. "Do...do I have to?" But she knew it was fruitless to argue now, Levi was holding all of the cards while all she was holding onto was the tattered remains of her dignity. Samantha hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest as she took a deep breath, preparing herself for what Levi demanded. This was it, the ultimate test of her pride, to strip in front of him and leave herself completely exposed. With trembling fingers, she reached for the hem of her button-up blouse, already unbuttoned earlier, and slowly slid it off her shoulders. The fabric felt cool against her heated skin, and as it pooled around her feet, she felt her cheeks flush once more. 'Why am I doing this?' she thought, her mind screaming for her to stop, but her body betraying her every step of the way. Next, she reached for the waistband of her jeans, her eyes locked on Levi's, trying to maintain a semblance of defiance even as she undressed for him. As she unzipped her jeans, she felt a shiver of vulnerability run down her spine. She couldn't believe she was going through with this. Her jeans fell to the ground, leaving her in just her matching black underwear. The cold air of the night surrounded her, making goosebumps rise on her skin, but the heat of desire burning inside her kept her focused on the task at hand. As Samantha stood there in her matching black bra and panties, she couldn't help but feel a strange mix of excitement and apprehension. She had never been so exposed in front of anyone before, let alone someone like Levi. And yet, as her body quivered with anticipation, she couldn't help but be intrigued by the power he seemed to have over her. With a shaky breath, she reached behind her, unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the ground. She felt her breasts bounce free, the cold air causing her nipples to harden even more. Her hands instinctively moved to cover herself, but she knew that would only give Levi more satisfaction. So she forced herself to stand there, open and vulnerable for him to see. Finally, it was time to remove her last piece of clothing, her black panties. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and hesitated for a moment, feeling a lump in her throat as she prepared to bare herself completely. 'This is it,' she thought, 'there's no turning back now.' Slowly, she slid her panties down her thighs, the fabric catching slightly on her dampness. As the garment pooled at her feet, she felt a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration coursing through her veins. She had never felt so vulnerable, so exposed in her life. And yet, a small, rebellious part of her couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for facing her fears and pushing herself to this limit. Samantha stood there, completely naked, her eyes meeting Levi's with a mixture of defiance and desire. "There! Ha..hap..happy now?" she challenged, trying to sound tough but her voice betrayed her nervousness as she had to fight to get the words out.

Samantha's mind was reeling as she found herself brought down to her knees in front of Levi. Her hair had been immaculate, not a bit out of place, but now it had come undone when Levi gripped a handful, long strands of dirty blonde hair falling about her face. This was a side of herself she never knew existed, and she couldn't help but feel a mixture of shame and embarrassment, but also.....curiosity, and excitement? The conflicting emotions swirled within her, making her head spin. She hesitated for a moment, staring at the tip of his cock, so close to her lips. Swallowing hard, she thought to herself, "Is this really happening? Am I really going to do this?" But her body betrayed her once again, responding to Levi's command, and she opened her mouth. As she took the head of his cock into her mouth, she was surprised by the taste and texture. She had never done this before, and it was a completely new sensation for her. Her mouth filled with the salty taste of his pre-cum, and she hesitated for a moment, trying to decide if she liked it or not. Her inexperience was obvious, but she was determined to prove herself to Levi and herself. Her pride was at stake now (what was left of it anyways) and she would prove she could be just as good as any other girl. She took a deep breath and began to move her tongue, trying to figure out what would feel good for him. As Levi's hand gripped Samantha's hair, guiding her movements, she felt a mixture of emotions. On one hand, there was a sense of humiliation and vulnerability; she had never imagined herself in such a submissive position, especially not with someone like Levi. She had been so sure of herself, so confident that she would never fall for his charms or succumb to his advances. And yet, here she was, on her knees, pleasuring him with her mouth. She inwardly flushed at being "guided" in this manner. She wrapped her lips around his shaft, gradually taking more of him into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her tongue swirling around the head and along the underside of his cock. Her eyes glanced up at Levi, gauging his reaction, as her confidence began to grow. She started to bob her head up and down, her mouth and hand working in tandem to bring him pleasure. Despite the embarrassment and shame that still lingered in the back of her mind, there was a thrill in exploring this new side of herself. She knew there was no turning back now, and as she committed to the act!

*This role play is a What if?' style story of 'What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object?'. The turning point happens during this post. In this timeline, MK chooses a different path for her evening walk, leaving Levi and Samantha to their own devices. Samantha, a proud daughter of Athena, is confronted with conflicting emotions as she finds herself drawn to Levi. As the night progresses, they surrender to their desires, changing the course of their lives and their relationships within the camp. This alternate reality brings forth new challenges and growth for both Levi and Samantha, with lasting consequences that ripple through their lives.* Levi: When Levi felt her arch and push into his fingers, he smirked pulling his hand away. His glare piercing through her, reading every action, he knew she wanted him...he could feel her desire build. "Come on sweety, tell me you want me" he says in a sinister voice, leaning down and latching onto her hard nipple, biting into it and pulling it up into his mouth. Levi lets out a small groan, as he can feel his cock throbbing, pushing at his pants. As he worked her nipple in his mouth, he moved himself so that his hard cock could push and rub against her pussy through his pants and her panties. Feeling her embarrassment mixed with a sense of pleasure, he pushes into her hard letting out a low growl, pulling off her nipple. Levi grabs her hand and places it to his pants, "take them off, and prove to me you want my hard cock thrust inside your tight wet pussy" he says through gritted teeth, as he tries to control himself. Levi loved to hear a girl admit it, he didn't care how much her body showed it. He needed to hear those words come out of her mouth, before he would, it was like a rush of pure pleasure for him to hear them admit it. Levi smiles, awaiting her to undo his pants. Taking his free hand he slips it into her panties, this time feeling her wet pussy, finding her clit he starts to rub pushing into it. Samantha: Samantha writhed underneath Levi, her face contorting in reluctant pleasure from his fingers and sneering demands of submission. When he resumed his assault on her hard nipples her resolve broke like a dam. Despite her best efforts to hold it in, a low and needy moan burst out of her. He was causing her nipple pain and yet it also felt so good, how could such a feeling exist she wondered in astonishment. Levi was awakening feelings in her she never knew she had; and she both loved and hated him for it. Her thoughts were interrupted though when she felt his tool begin to press against her. Even between his pants and her panties she could feel the impressive member that was desperate to enter her. Between the pleasure she was feeling, and her own embarrassment at feeling it, she was bright red. "He knows,” she thought to herself. “He knows how much this predicament is embarrassing me…and how much that’s turning both of us on…” But she could no better withhold her emotions than she could withhold the moans that kept slipping out every time Levi thrusted against her. When her hand was moved to his pants her body acted without her permission, fingers fumbling with buttons and zipper. Finally rewarded, Levi's cock was freed from its restraints at last. Her blue, doe-like eyes widened at the sight of it. This is it, she thought again, if I ask him for this there’s no turning back…I’m giving in completely. Her mouth opened to begin to say the words she knew he wanted to hear; Levi's victory was near at hand. **************** "I......I want......this" she stated, hating herself for having spoken those words. But they were said now and there was no turning back! Her hands reached up, fingers wrapping around Levi's cock. Samantha couldn't believe what she was doing. Here she was, stroking Levi's hard member with her small hands, feeling it pulse and throb with desire. Her body was betraying her mind, and she hated it. But at the same time, the sensations were too intense to ignore. For a moment she thought she heard footsteps approaching them...but then they trailed off in another direction. She was completely alone with Levi Jones. @ Levi Jones

The first light of dawn crept through the window of the Athena cabin, casting a soft glow on Samantha as she slept. Stirring beneath her covers, she awoke with a start, realizing she had a full day ahead of her. As she sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed, her mind raced with thoughts of the upcoming hand-to-hand combat practice with Shi Jin, a fellow camper she hadn't had much interaction with yet. Samantha was no stranger to the arena, but she couldn't help but feel a tinge of anxiety. Hand-to-hand combat was not her forte; she much preferred the finesse of a sword in her hand. She took a deep breath, reminding herself that her devotion to discipline and wisdom would guide her through the challenge. As Samantha dressed for the day, her thoughts drifted against her will towards the complicated feelings and encounters that had recently been happening to her. First, there had been Levi, whose insatiable appetite for sex had initially tempted her. And now, Evelyn, a girl who she had always viewed as her biggest rival had apparently been harboring feelings for her ever since she first arrived at camp! Samantha frowned, unsure of how to reconcile these emotions, she had closed herself off to the possibility of relationship for so long. Now that she was older she was finding it harder to shut out such feelings. She chastised herself for allowing her mind to wander in this direction, especially when she should be focusing on the upcoming practice. Before leaving the cabin, Samantha took a moment to pray to Athena for guidance and strength, both in the arena and in her personal life. She felt a sense of comfort as she whispered her prayer, feeling the divine wisdom of her mother. As she stepped outside into the crisp morning air, Samantha felt a renewed sense of determination. She would face whatever challenges the day brought head-on, be it in combat or navigating her emotions. The walk to the arena was filled with anticipation. Samantha took deep breaths, reminding herself of her training and the importance of humility in the face of adversity. As she approached, she saw Shi Jin already waiting, a confident smile on his face. Samantha steeled herself, ready to face her opponent with grace and determination. She knew that this would be a true test of her character, but it was a challenge she was prepared to face. "Hello Shi Jin! I hope you haven't been waiting too long" she called out. @ Park Shi Jin

Samantha nodded in agreement. "It's true that taking risks is part of life, and sometimes we have to step out of our comfort zones to learn and grow. But that doesn't mean you have to throw caution to the wind, either. You can take things slow with Killian, set boundaries, and make sure you communicate your feelings and expectations. That way, you're giving him a chance to show you who he really is while still protecting your heart." Samantha was starting to feel that Willow was coming to this realization, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her friend. Samantha had been reminded herself recently that love was a risk, but so was everything else in life. And sometimes, the greatest rewards came from taking those risks. "I understand that it's scary, Willow," Samantha said softly. "But I believe in you, and I believe that you have the strength to take this risk. Just remember that no matter what happens, you'll always have me by your side to support you and help you through it. I know you'd probably figure this all out eventually, but I'm glad I can be here to help. Now, I think it's time for you to face your fears and confront Killian. See where things go from there, and remember that you deserve to be happy and loved." As she spoke Samantha was surprised to hear these words come out of her own mouth. She realized that much of what she was sharing with Willow was her own heart trying to encourage herself to be brave in the same way when it came to her budding feelings for Evelyn. Maybe it wasn't too late for her to find the same kind of happiness she was so strongly encouraging Willow to find.

Samantha listened patiently as Willow expressed her doubts and concerns about her feelings for Killian. She could tell that her friend was struggling to make sense of her emotions and was worried about getting hurt. "I understand what you're saying, Willow," Samantha said softly. "It's natural to want someone to love you for who you are, not just for what you can give them. And I know it's hard to trust someone who has a reputation for being a player." She paused for a moment, thinking about how to best help her friend. "But lately…well…I also am coming around to the idea that it's possible for someone to change. People aren't just defined by their past actions, and Killian might surprise you if you give him a chance." Samantha knew sometimes people put up walls to protect themselves, but that didn't mean they couldn't be broken down. As she said this, Samantha couldn't help but think about her own situation. She had been slowly developing feelings for Evelyn, but she hadn't yet found the courage to tell her. "I'm not saying that you should ignore his past behavior, but maybe try to get to know him a little better. See if he's willing to be honest with you and show you a different side of himself." At the same time, Samantha understood that Willow might not be ready to take that chance, and that was okay too. "If you're not ready to take that risk, that's understandable. You deserve someone who will treat you with respect and make you feel loved for who you are. And if Killian isn't that person, then it's better to find out now than later." She smiled warmly at her friend. "Just remember that I'm here for you, no matter what happens. We'll figure it out together. And if you ever need to talk or vent, I'm always here to listen."

Samantha was about as surprised as Willow was by her words. Prior to the holidays Killian was in no way someone she’d ever recommend getting involved with given his past reputation. When it came to body count he could give an Aphrodite camper a run for their money! She wasn’t out right opposed to dating and relationships, they could serve a purpose when initiated correctly, it was just that those conditions rarely seemed to happen here at Camp Halfblood. Yet like Willow, she herself had been trying to figure out a lot over the last few weeks. Re-evaluating her values and outlooks on life was a part of growing up, but this particular bout of self-reflection had been a real doozy. “Yea, I understand even the simple things like stepping outside your cabin might be awkward.” Truth is, Samantha had been avoiding certain people herself lately because she didn’t know how to handle her feelings around them. “We all make mistakes, and we make decisions that call into question the beliefs we thought we’d never waver on.” Now she was thinking about the recent incident with Levi at the lake, so much had happened to her recently she felt like she was giving this advice to both Willow and herself at the same time. Sitting there in silence for a moment, she twirled her hair around her finger thinking. It then occurred to her though, she had failed to ask probably the most important question she could. “Willow…” she began “What do you want? Not what you think can or should happen. What do you wish would happen? If you had a magic wand and could control the situation, what outcome would you create? Maybe that’s where we should start.”

@ Kenna Rhys You are such a sweet and beautiful soul! I still treasure your gift. Never forget you are special and unique just the way you are

@ Willow Iris Hazelwood Hey bestie! Love doing life with you! Through the ups and downs of the year we've always been there for each other and that will never change!

@ Sage Roberts and @ Katie Rose So proud of you two! Can't wait to see you continue growing into amazing, strong leaders!

@ Levi Jones Oh my Athena! You're dressed worse than Evelyn! Put some clothes on sir! There are young girls who will see this and they DO NOT need to be swayed from their path of moral righteousness....just saying. Anyways thanks for helping me find my shoes the other day. PS: You better treat that MK girl well!

@ Evelyn Scott Did you forget to put pants on for photo day?

@ Helena L'Amour Thanks for being a friend when I needed one. You're not too bad for an Aphrodite camper. Levi could learn quite a lot from you

Samantha waited patiently for her friend to collect herself and calm down. Willow was clearly in a state of emotional turmoil. While Samantha always kept a tight grip on her feelings (at least in her mind she always did) she knew from experience to not rush Willow in getting to the point. She would get there when she was ready, in the meantime Samantha gently massaged her friend’s shoulder with the arm she had wrapped around her. She smiled softly, “Yes, Killian can be quite charming when he chooses to be” she affirmed. It was true, Samantha was immune to the Irishman’s charms, but they were there. It wasn’t hard to imagine a scenario where her friend could be ensnared by them. As Willow went on to explain what happened in New York, Samantha had to bite her tongue at moments not to jump in and interject with what SHE would have done in that situation. She had to remember that not everyone here at camp had the same amount of self-restraint that she did; it was her job to instruct them just as her mother instructed wisdom to those who sought it. When Willow finished she took a deep breath, this normally would be the part where Samantha would chime in with the beginning of a lecture, but when it came to Willow she had a bit of a soft spot. The girl was truly a caring soul and she did put up with Samantha when many did not, in return she tried to reign in the lectures when she could. “He might, he might” she admitted when Willow shared her fear of Killian moving on. “But, and this is in no way a certainty. It could be that the time you’ve spent with him has changed him somewhat. The Killian I met at Christmas was not the same Killian I avoided before you came into the picture. Perhaps…perhaps if you were to tread very cautiously. You might find him willing to try and change his behavior…….just don’t give it all away the first time he smiles at you ok!?” She hadn't meant that last part to be a lecture but even she had her limits, and she really didn’t want her friend to get hurt. If a kiss had been enough to upset her, imagine what sex could do if Killian were to revert to old ways she thought to herself.

Samantha’s initial happiness over seeing her friend gave way to concern when it became apparent that Willow was quite distressed. Leading the girl to the corner of the porch where they could have a little privacy away from any prying ears inside the Athena cabin. Samantha had strict rules against gossiping but that hadn’t always stopped her younger siblings from engaging in it. “Oh Willow, that’s wrong?” She focused all her attention on her hurting friend trying to gently coax out whatever it was that was troubling her. “Something stupid…” she started, getting an idea of where this could be headed “No, no lectures today, just a friend supporting a friend” she responded with a smile, wrapping her arm around Willow in solidarity. “Oh my!” she proclaimed when Willow finally revealed the source behind her worried demeanor. “You kissed him? Killian!” her mind raced to process all this new information. On one hand this could be disastrous, Killian had been one of several playboys at camp that she did NOT approve of, however, she herself had recently had an extended encounter with the wild Irishman during his Christmas party and was presently conflicted on how she now felt about him. She supposed that of all the boys Willow could have kissed, Killian was probably the least dangerous. “While it probably wasn’t the wisest move to make…” she paused, trying to figure out the best choice of words. “Well, I guess what I’m trying to say is, I’ve learned some more about Killian over the holidays that has made me reevaluate the man in a more positive light. But first let’s start from the beginning. What exactly happened and more importantly how do you feel about it?” If she was going to advise her friend she would need to hear how this had impacted her.

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Samantha was deep in concentration at her desk, a finger twirling through a strand of dirty blonde hair, writing out her thoughts in her private diary. It was another rant about her arch-rival Evelyn, the girl was taking up more and more of her reports lately. Mostly due to the awful pranks she kept pulling on her, what was that girl’s deal anyway? From there her focus shifted to Sage and her other half-siblings, writing out who was up to what and which ones she’d need to keep an extra eye on. They were fortunate to have such a caring older sister like her who gave so much thought to their upbringing. When she heard a knock at her door her eyes shot up off the page. Who could it be? She thought, the answer came very quickly when she heard the high pitched voice calling for her and…moral support?! That was her cue, so she shot up from her chair real quick and bolted towards the door. Opening it, a large grin on her face, “Willlloooowwwwww” she called out embracing the girl with a tight warm hug. “How are you girl?” It had been awhile since she’d seen her friend and she wanted to know everything. Out of her many friends from camp Willow was the one she had the most hope in. So many other campers thought Samantha was crazy for not wanting to indulge in all the…extra curricular activities Camp Halfblood had to offer. And while she had opinions on some of Willow’s behavior, the girl never seemed to shun her and she always appreciated that. If Willow needed support, Samantha was here to offer it!

No one, #StayPure

I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE! Samantha Adams

Name: Samantha Adams Face Claim/s: Milly Alcock Type of Graphic: Aesthetic Images: Any except from her house of dragon character Text: up for anything Mood/Colors: athena blue Other Specifications: none

Rumor has it Aphrodite men are the worst!! No related reason...

18 years old || Daughter of Athena || Single || Bi-Questioning || Created Winter 2022 Final Plot with Evelyn Scott Loves to lecture self-indulgent campers Annoyance with Aphrodite campers (arch rivals with Evelyn/Levi) Very protective over her half siblings Quick to judge, first impressions count big Dedicated to self improvement and focussed on mastering all areas of being a half blood Wants to have fun but hard for her to let her guard down Traits: Proud ~ Tactical ~ Virtuous ~ Protective ~ Intelligent ~ Self-Disciplined

Samantha Adams Biography Austin Adams was a man of great ambition cursed with terrible luck. Raised in a Georgian family where success seemed to come as naturally as breathing, he became somewhat of the black sheep for the fact that he never managed to accomplish much. His one saving grace was his strong desire for civil service and it was here that he managed some accomplishment in running for local office. Through hard work he had managed to win election to the city council. Taking joy in his role as public service Adams set his sights even higher. It was no secret the current congressman was greatly unpopular. This was the chance Austin had been waiting for to climb the political ladder. What should have been a walk in the park instead became anything but. With only a few months left until Election Day, Austin knew he was certain to face another defeat. It would take a miracle to pull out a victory and for once in his life the fates would grant him one. One day in a fit of fury Austin fired his campaign manager. The next day, a striking young woman walked into the campaign office to apply for the vacant position. Austin was immediately struck by the way this mysterious woman presented herself. In interviewing her he thought she’d seen her way through many successful campaigns; trusting his gut Austin gave her the position. The next few days were a whirlwind of change as this woman spoke with such wisdom and tactical experience that he could not help but soak it all in. “Politics is no different than war, '' she used to joke. Austin shot up in the polls guided by the woman that the staff had nicknamed “the General”. He found himself drawing closer to her too, drawn not only by his desire to learn but to her beauty. On election night while his staff was watching the results, the two of them were busy joining in what could only be described as a thought provoking conversation. That morning was a hazy blur for the newly elected congressman and he couldn’t exactly recall what had happened last night. Shockinging answers would soon come in the form of a baby girl and a letter that appeared in his office later that afternoon. He would never see Athena again but she had given him two gifts; a daughter and the wisdom to succeed in whatever he put his mind to. Over the several years that followed Congressman Adams became Senator Adams. He grew in influence as many sought him out for his sage advice in many dangerous political situations. At his side nearly every moment of this journey was his beautiful young daughter Samantha; dubbed “Georgia's delight” by the citizens who loved her dearly. There was not a room that did not immediately light up when she walked into it. Her father did his best to impart the wisdom and virtue he himself had learned onto her and like him she soaked it up. Whereas school was a challenge for Samantha, her father was gracious, remembering how he had struggled too. She did excel in history and ancient languages spending many nights reading Greek tales to her father in his study. On one of these reading nights when she was twelve she had just settled into the chapter for that night when a terrible form crashed through the window of his father’s study window. A monster the likes of which she had only ever read in stories stood before her rearing up and ready to attack. Samantha’s mouth hung agape as she sat there frozen in absolute terror. Closing her eyes in fear she only heard, not saw, what happened next; a metallic sound, clanging, horrible screams and then silence. She felt her father’s arms wrap around her as he called out her name trying to break her out of her shock. When she opened her eyes she saw one of her father’s security detail standing over the monster, scimitar in hand. It was Jeqos, a personal bodyguard who had recently been assigned to her; and now had saved her life. It had never made much sense to her why he kept the sword close to him but now she began to suspect why. “Sir, we need to talk” he said to her father, a tone of urgency she had never heard before. In the conversations that followed she learned so much about her past that had always puzzled her. The satyr, for that is what he was, explained to her father how she would need to go to a place called Camp Half-Blood. The next morning Samantha put on a brave face, said goodbye to her father and got in Jeqos’ car. Upon arriving at camp she was claimed by Athena as one of her own during the bonfire. Excited for the new opportunities that would present themselves she still felt the pang of sadness for having to live away from her father for the first time ever. Her first couple years at camp were the hardest for her as she had never been away from her father for any extended period of time like this before. Fighting back the feelings of homesickness proved to be a challenge but one that was made easier when she began to make friends. Unsurprisingly, the kids she grew closest to were her fellow half-sisters in the Athena Cabin. She found them to be of a similar like mindedness to herself and value the same things that she did. Over the years she became somewhat of a motherly type figure for the younger Athena girls of the cabin teaching them the values she believed to be most important; whether they wanted to hear it or not. If there were any fellow campers she found herself opposed to it was in the Aphrodite kids. They were to be her perfect foil in every way. Where she valued restraint, chastity and wisdom, they seemed to revel in passions and living life in the moment. She often found herself unable to resist speaking out against their actions, especially the way they openly flirted around with other campers. Because of this there was usually a lot of arguing between them and she often found herself on the receiving end of many of their pranks and teasing. Over time, she grew more comfortable in her life at camp though she’d still visit home whenever the opportunity allowed. Camp life had allowed her to grow socially in a way that her sheltered campaign life could not allow for. She especially took to the physical training aspects of camp, finding herself to be quite the athlete but still occasionally struggling in anything revolving around direct one on one competition. This was mostly due to her either over thinking her plan of attack or going into a challenge assuming it would be an easy win. Regardless, her skills slowly developed over the years until had become a formidable opponent. Personality Samantha, like her father, believes in wisdom and virtue above all else. Believing that strict devotion to discipline is what keeps mind/body pure and faultless. Because of this belief set she often looks down on those she deems too impulsive or free spirited. This has gotten her in trouble plenty of times in camp and though she does not mean to be cruel it has been difficult for her to make many friends because of that. Those that do work their way past her iron shield quickly see the positive side of her sincerity and loyal devotion to her friends. About Me Birthdate: May 16th, 2003 Likes: Her father, virtue, sincerity, tactics, reading Dislikes:Dishonesty, promiscuity (Aphrodite kids), being called Sam (she’s not a beer) Family: Mom: Athena Dad: Austin Adams Siblings: None Other: N/A Happy Thoughts: Childhood memories of spending time with her dad on the campaign trail Nightmares: Freezing in a fight or flight situation, Fatal Flaw:Because of her strict devotion to virtue and integrity she often assumes she’s better than those who “give into baser instincts”. This hubris often gets her in trouble in both her relationships and on the battlefield or training where her pride deceives her into thinking she’s more prepared than she is. PLAYED BY: FullMoonRising FACE CLAIM: Milly Alcock ARTWORK BY: DucHaiten