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| Sammy Jeffries | ||
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| Status | Deceased | |
| Focus | Criminal | |
| Aliases | Smack Beefjeff | |
| Biographical Information | ||
| Date of Birth | 1995-04-05 | |
| Age | 27 | |
| Place of Birth | Bristol, UK | |
| Nationality | British | |
| Gender | Male | |
| Pronouns | It/What the fuck is that thing?! | |
| Licenses | Drivers Licence | |
| Residence | Abigail Williams apartment | |
| Physical Attributes | ||
| Eye Color | Amber | |
| Hair Color | Red | |
| Death Certificate | ||
| Date of Death | 2022-11-29 | |
| Place of Death | PO:1106 | |
| Cause of Death | Gunned down by a mounted minigun | |
| Relationship Information | ||
| Sexuality | Bi-sexual | |
| Partner(s) | Abigail Williams | |
| Employment Information | ||
| Occupation | Cat Cafe Maid |
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| Role-Player Information | ||
| Played By | YuyuTheRedBriar | |
| Other Characters | Faeryn Baerne, Alex Blake | |
Personality
Nervous and Maniacal. A nice person with extreme tendencies. Having been through a lot in her past and having lost his place in the world upon boarding a plane to America. Sammy has become a lonely and distraught person wracked by nerves. She wants to find friends and will die for anyone who offers her kinship, often finding herself lost and saddened when her friends aren't around. When she is with his people, she is a loyal friend, fishing for good laughs and wanting to support people through the mundanity of everyday life. Sometimes through the madness, she would show extreme empathy to her friends. Sometimes to the point of being a fall guy and doing dirty errands in place of those she wants to protect.
Usually when she gets lonely, she starts to see the futility of life and starts to lose her inhibitions. Turning to petty crime and antics that puts lives and even her own life in extreme danger.
From speeding down the wrong side of roads to antagonizing cops with clear jests, making no effort to disguise her wrong doings.
She is not totally a lost cause mind as she has attempted on several occasions to go clean. Musing on business building and being the cities best mediator
Early history
He grew up living on a military compound living under a strict and grey regime. When he left school he worked as a machinist working on Military vehicles. He Led a pretty average life until he was framed by criminal military personnel who were chopping Military equipment and selling it on the black market, being a trusted civilian with access to the workshops, it was easy to pit the blame on Sammick.
Life on the run was short, as he fled to America using a false identity, leaving all of his old belongings in England. Upon reaching Los Santos, he was almost immediately shot down by a group of thugs. Coming out of ICU soon enough, nervous and scared. Giving up rather quickly on being a friendly individual he dipped his toes into crime and he adopted his mask which soon became his true face rather quickly as he found confidence in himself soon after.
Experimentation
while out of town visiting other cities, smack had been trying to live different lives. Learning more and more about himself. In one such city Smack works as a night time entertainer as a drag queen, to which he has discovered some truths about himself.
Later he started to attend therapy with a good friend of his, he promised to express his true face and outwardly express himself and to his surprise, and joy, nobody he knows said anything about his experiments. For the first time feeling liberated since leaving the UK.
He started to live as a she for the first time.
The lighthouse incident
Following a bank heist where she was held hostage and got a bit brash with her words, she was once more picked up off the street, assuming it to be for another heist, smack gave in and went along with it, only this time, it was not a hostage situation, rather something far more sinister and a long time coming. Masked in a flag she knows all too well, Smack was surrounded at gun point at the edge of a cliff. Assuming her pain will finally come to an end, Smack made no effort to talk her way free, instead, in this moment embraced her end. Flames from petrol poured on her started to burn away at her and in the same moment the pop rang out from a gun, a shot through the front of the face saw to her end. Her body dropping from the cliff and into the seas below, cold deathly embrace finally taking her.
Her heartrate dropped to critical and her life alert sent off its signal. She arrived in hospital in a critical comatose state, her body fragile and seemingly failing.
Awakening
Sadly for Smack, this was not the end of her story. She would pull through by the skin of her teeth and awaken in to a life of pain. Her nervous system damaged, her body strained beyond repair. Every movement a painful stabbing. To make matters worse, her friends were gone following issues with the local authority. Alone and in pain, Smack turned back to her life of drugs spending the last of her money on cocaine and moving from the city.
Soon she would appear in Los Santos high as a kite, her mask donned and wrench in hand ready for action. There would be casualties soon after her arrival and her life in a constant drug filled bender would ensue.
And it would be relentless until...
Abigail
Smack would go on to anger various individuals in the city through her recklessness. One of which was Markus Pickler, one such incident saw a wrench to the back of Picklers head turn to a bullet to smacks head, luckily displaced and ricocheted by a metal plate in her head. She would once more spend time in ICU.
Upon leaving the ICU Smack went in search of heavier weaponry, guns. In doing so, Smack would meat Abigail Williams, a local arms dealer, for the first time. Though no money, nor guns exchanged hands, a casual friendship was made.
A few months later the Lost would come calling, angered by Smacks bluntness towards their threats to EMS, questioning smacks discovery of their plantations. They came to UwU Cafe in droves and out numbered Smack. Apologies were made, and a conversation held, but for Smack, this was an insult.
While hanging out with Abigail, Smack would show concern about the losts tactics and her desire to draw Lost blood. Abigail would offer Smack solace, to invite Smack as a second to her dealings with the lost. A show of affiliation.
This would continue on for a while, Smack attending Abigails meetings and in Smack fashion, made a pact to protect Abigail. Unbeknownst to the eyes that were watching.
The Bust
The police had been building a case on Abigail for quite some time and during a stock check down at the docks, guns exchanged hands and jokes were made, cut short by the sudden ringing of sirens and the arrival of the police. They had been caught.
Smack waited in the cells while Abigail was interrogated and when it came to sentencing, she was told of the deal between the police and Abigail. They were moved to the prison together, there, they would don disguises and be transported back to the city to work as an informant. Only during their exit from the prison, they would cross paths with an inmate, one which sent Abigail into a state of shock at a mere glance.
On the run
Committed to the safety of her friend, Smack would play her part as a bodyguard for a long time constantly keeping Vigil. This would lead to the two becoming close and to Smack, her fondness turned to love. They spent months together on the run, dipping in and out of the city, changing locations constantly throughout the state.
Eventually the life on the run would become too much for Abigail and she would start to crumble from the stress, Abigail would become 51-50'd and sent to parsons rehabilitation center to recover from her break down. Abigails actions leading up to this moment would cause tension in their relationship and Smack would come to feel betrayed, regardless, Smack would keep her pact, always the protector, sitting in the hills, armed, watching over Parsons.
The end
Parsons would come under surveillance from a plane, circling overhead. Returning on several occasions to spy on the facility. Each time becoming more and more suspicious. Smack would fire warning shots only to be met with returned sniper fire from the hills. Without a doubt it was clear the Cartel had found them. Once the authorities arrived, Abigail would check herself out of Parsons and along with Andre Immelmann, they would go back on the run.
The final day soon came about, a familiar plane flying overhead throughout the city. The trio would stay on the move throughout the day. They tried to enjoy their time together, with parachuting and games at the Arcade. However upon leaving the arcade. Andre would meet an explosive end, being taken to Pillbox for treatment, only to be shot in the operating room by a cartel lacky dressed as a nurse.
Abigail and Smack would race to leave the city, taking but a moment to tend to a fallen friends grave. There Abigail would meet with the Cartel leader. The order for Smack to show herself was given and out of fear of Abigails life, Smack complied, a futile hope for negotiations. Once Smack was in sight of Abigail, the mounted machine gun on the helicopter would ring out, signalling the end of Sammy "Smack" Jeffries.
Smacks final words
Earlier in the day upon seeing the plane, Smack knew something was up and before she had finished it, she handed Dr.Duke a letter, one that was meant to be given to Abigail at Parsons. Instead it would be read to Abigail only after both of them had passed on.
((Note reads: In case of death, please read to Abigail Williams.))
"Hey Abi.
If you are reading this, then you finally found the one item I never wanted you to have to see, the one thing I kept secret from you. I want to start by apologizing to you, because by reading this, it means I wont be continuing on our journey with you. It means in all likelihood that I have passed on. Probably from something stupid, most assuredly from drug overdose.. Borrowed time, right?
The truth of the matter is, I wasn't too fond of living anyway, I grew tired far too long ago. In fact I was about ready to pack it in when I first saw you. But then you extended your hand to me, invited me in somewhere I had long since forgotten existed. Someone's heart.
So I gave up on that idea, I decided that I wanted to live, if only to repay the love and kindness you made me feel. I know I'm not the smartest, wisest.. kindest person. In fact I'll be surprised if I haven't fucked everything by shouting at you when you needed friends the most.
I left you on that hillside with my heart breaking, knowing that I shouldn't come back, that I should stay away and focus on making this world safer for you. Now I sit on the hills overlooking Parsons splitting my time between luring your attackers away from you and laying here in the dirt, keeping my vigil, its silly how small you look a speck in the distance made close only by this scope.
This is a stupid letter. The Dr. bode me write it, to get my words out. I told her I had left you and I asked if it was a mistake, I don't need this letter to tell you this, I can tell by my tears that I fucked up by leaving you, I want to come back to you my love. But then who will keep this Vigil?
I love you and I am so so sorry.
Yours foolishly. ~Smack"
Trivia
-She wears a red and black mask- She considers this her true face and claims its where all his vital organs are.
-She treats her real face as a heist mask, shuddering at its appearance, often referring to it as an "Uncanny valley sleep paralysis demon"
-She has been in so many accidents and hit her head so many times that she has suffered brain and nerve damage, much to a detriment, she barely feels pain when her life is in intense danger.
-Was told by someone she is fond of to "Express her flesh face" to which she paints in rouge.
-Wants to transfer her brain into the body of an elk so she can be, "impervious to cars"... naturally all requests have been denied.
Quotes
- "Fancy seeing you in a place like this, what wonderful weather we are having today!" - General greeting.