Name:
Samuel Evans, mainly goes by Sam
Psycho Name:
Silent Roulette
Age:
25
Affiliation:
Master Assassin
Appearance:
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Standing at exactly 5'9", he's seen as intimidating and daunting to approach. He weighs in at exactly 160 pounds. His hair is short and dark brown, his eyes a glittering blue. However, when he becomes the Silent Roulette, his eyes turn to a blood lusting red and his hair looks like it had gotten messed up in a fight, draped down over the side of his face.
Personality:
By Day:
Samuel's a relatively good man with a kind heart. He absolutely hates seeing others in pain and will go out of his way to help those that need it most. He's got a protective side to him, too. If he ever found love, he would protect her no matter what the cost to his own life.
By Night:
Silent Roulette is a ruthless killer, having no remorse for the lives he takes. He enjoys it and tends to leave no witnesses. He's the ultimate killing machine. During a killing, he plays a game with his victims called Russian Roulette. It's how he got his name and the outcome is always in his favor. He's seen as a psychopath, which is more of a compliment to him than an insult.
Favorite Weapons:
He carries around a Taurus 66 Standard .357 Magnum Revolver and it's his favorite weapon to carry.
At other times it's his hidden blade
Strengths:
By Day:
Samuel has a very bright mind, having mastered his anatomy class at the institution where he was experimented on.
He's strong, thanks to one of the many serums they injected into him, but this strength also comes at a cost to his own mental stability.
Sam's known very much for a silver tongue, sweet talking anyone into anything, even to coming with him.
By Night:
Silent Roulette has a silver tongue, being able to subdue his prey into submission. It's how he keeps them silent during his killings.
He retains his strength, though at night it worsens his symptoms.
Roulette is also known for being very smart, knowing exactly where to strike his prey to get the best killing possible, or the most messy for an artistic approach.
Weaknesses:
Both Samuel and Roulette have the same problem: their mental stability. While Sam's is more controlled, Roulette's is on the fringe of down right completely gone. In most cases, he acts like the Joker, but more insane. Thanks to the experimentations that went on when he was abducted, Sam hasn't had a sound mind in quite a long time. It breaks him in the form of nightmares, voices and visions.
Background/Biography:
Birthdate: October 23rd, 1992
Samuel was born to a British couple who had moved into the city of London. There he was raised until age five, where his life took a turn for the worst. He remembers being outside playing when a truck came passing by, selling sweets to the children. It seemed harmless enough so he chased after it, wanting frozen treats. Naturally he disappeared when his babysitter wasn't looking and wound up in an abandoned section of the city, one where people never go down.
Tentatively, he searched for this ice cream truck and found himself staring down strange men wearing masks. He'd been ready to run when a bag was pulled down over his head and his body. He squirmed and cried out for help, but no one heard him. No one could hear him in this part of town. He was tossed roughly into the back of the truck and taken somewhere.
When they arrived, he heard seagulls and knew they were near the ocean. The men roughly picked up his bag and threw him onto a cold stone floor. Sam fell out of his bag at the feet of more men, whose eyes were full of hunger and delight. It made him scared, so much so that he cowered in a corner for most of the discussion. He only heard bits and pieces of it, mostly about taking him out of Britain and saw a huge wad of cash being handed over to the other party.
Once they had the cash, the other men came over to him and grabbed him. "Don't damage him," said one of the men. He sounded like he was from Wales. "I have the perfect buyer." Sam saw this man smile wickedly and was pushed violently towards a boat. There, he was chained to the wall and transported away from his family, from his home.
It took them about a week to get to their destination: the ports of New York. There, he was pushed along until they reached a dark, abandoned building where he was stuffed into a cage and a price was written out for him. Sam had started to cry. He was scared and alone. Worst of all, he didn't know what was going to happen to him. Then he heard voices again, closer for him to hear them. "Aye, I promise you, Mr. Shay. He won't disappoint. An' I'm lookin' forward to you biddin' on him." The second man didn't speak, but he saw the man nod.
The auction was a blur to him, numbers flying up left and right. The number that stood out the most was the strange man he'd seen talking with his captor. "Sold! To Mr. Shay! Well bought, sir." Samuel was hesitant to go with this stranger, but knew he had no choice so he followed him out of the building. Little did he know that his life was going to get so much worse.
From five to sixteen, Sam became a human experiment. Serums of all sorts were injected into his bloodstream, making him cry out and scream in pain. All the while, the man who had bought him soothed him, telling him it was going to be all right. Soon, he began to count down from 100 each time they took him out of his room and placed him with the doctors. Each time pain came to his body, he screamed out and continued to count, his voice shaking and cracking with each new number.
At ten, the doctors stopped doing his experiments and Jack Shay himself began his own experimentations. Sam screamed, cried and twisted away from the man who had bought him, though he could never truly escape the torment. "Make it stop!!" He cried out, tears falling down his face and onto the table beneath him. He had his chest cut open and Jack was prodding around while an IV was hooked into his arm delivering the awful serums straight into his veins.
"It'll be over soon," soothed the psycho. "I promise."
After his experimentations, Samuel began to study the human anatomy. He was even tested on what he'd learned. Each year, his studies grew more intense until he'd passed them all. He even passed the college version, surpassing any other teenager his age. He was only fifteen at the time.
Sixteen is when he finally snapped. His experimentations went on during the day and then night fell. Jack did his experiments at night mostly and that's when Samuel finally lost his mind. His counting was silent and he barely felt the pain anymore. He began to mutter something about killing him and getting free, finally. Jack only laughed and continued his experiments.
That very next day, Samuel took his first life and escaped. From then until now, Jack and the others were hunting him down to continue what they started. He's been hiding from them and it was this dark path that started his killing sprees. He found beauty in death and absolutely loved killing, even if it was just sport killing.
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