Samson (RP/Parody)
@samsonegypt.bsky.social
Young Man using his strength for monetary gain across different time periods. Historical RP OC. 25+ y/o MUN. (Fake/Parody/RP) MDNI
They laughed, and one spat at him.
“You have no father now. Only a master.“
And with these awful words, Samson’s pa gave him the nod to climb a top the camel with him, and they set off. Away from Canaan and into the desert, pulling the boy behind them.
“You have no father now. Only a master.“
And with these awful words, Samson’s pa gave him the nod to climb a top the camel with him, and they set off. Away from Canaan and into the desert, pulling the boy behind them.
October 24, 2025 at 12:38 PM
They laughed, and one spat at him.
“You have no father now. Only a master.“
And with these awful words, Samson’s pa gave him the nod to climb a top the camel with him, and they set off. Away from Canaan and into the desert, pulling the boy behind them.
“You have no father now. Only a master.“
And with these awful words, Samson’s pa gave him the nod to climb a top the camel with him, and they set off. Away from Canaan and into the desert, pulling the boy behind them.
Samson’s father, an ox of a man, over his shoulder as he wrangled the camel’s reins and directed them towards the pit and the men excitedly inviting them closer. Could they be wanting to buy spices?
October 20, 2025 at 10:07 AM
Samson’s father, an ox of a man, over his shoulder as he wrangled the camel’s reins and directed them towards the pit and the men excitedly inviting them closer. Could they be wanting to buy spices?
your Deanship. Thank you!’
And with one final bow, he ran out of her office, decked head to toe in pink, to find his way back to Lord Solas.
//Quick doodle of what all the servant’s uniforms look like - imagine Samson’s much broader and straining against his muscles in every direction!
And with one final bow, he ran out of her office, decked head to toe in pink, to find his way back to Lord Solas.
//Quick doodle of what all the servant’s uniforms look like - imagine Samson’s much broader and straining against his muscles in every direction!
August 29, 2025 at 3:41 PM
your Deanship. Thank you!’
And with one final bow, he ran out of her office, decked head to toe in pink, to find his way back to Lord Solas.
//Quick doodle of what all the servant’s uniforms look like - imagine Samson’s much broader and straining against his muscles in every direction!
And with one final bow, he ran out of her office, decked head to toe in pink, to find his way back to Lord Solas.
//Quick doodle of what all the servant’s uniforms look like - imagine Samson’s much broader and straining against his muscles in every direction!
//A new look for Samson. His old photo wasn’t really matching his sweet as pie persona 😅
August 27, 2025 at 7:06 PM
//A new look for Samson. His old photo wasn’t really matching his sweet as pie persona 😅
@thewarhero.bsky.social
The last day of Samson's tour had finally come around, and he had brought Kyle to the beach on a particularly gorgeous day to celebrate the end of their three months on the road.
The last day of Samson's tour had finally come around, and he had brought Kyle to the beach on a particularly gorgeous day to celebrate the end of their three months on the road.
July 23, 2025 at 11:29 AM
@thewarhero.bsky.social
The last day of Samson's tour had finally come around, and he had brought Kyle to the beach on a particularly gorgeous day to celebrate the end of their three months on the road.
The last day of Samson's tour had finally come around, and he had brought Kyle to the beach on a particularly gorgeous day to celebrate the end of their three months on the road.
Samson had found himself in a bit of a pickle…
March 8, 2025 at 12:11 AM
Samson had found himself in a bit of a pickle…
@thewarhero.bsky.social
A week had past since Samson's successful interview at The Grand Hotel, and today was the day he would finally get to start work as a Bell Boy.
He'd woken up early, there still an hour before he had to set off, but he was dressed in his fine uniform that he loved so much.
A week had past since Samson's successful interview at The Grand Hotel, and today was the day he would finally get to start work as a Bell Boy.
He'd woken up early, there still an hour before he had to set off, but he was dressed in his fine uniform that he loved so much.
December 19, 2024 at 11:21 AM
@thewarhero.bsky.social
A week had past since Samson's successful interview at The Grand Hotel, and today was the day he would finally get to start work as a Bell Boy.
He'd woken up early, there still an hour before he had to set off, but he was dressed in his fine uniform that he loved so much.
A week had past since Samson's successful interview at The Grand Hotel, and today was the day he would finally get to start work as a Bell Boy.
He'd woken up early, there still an hour before he had to set off, but he was dressed in his fine uniform that he loved so much.
cotton spaghetti running from the bottom of it, sat in a green plastic bucket.
December 8, 2024 at 3:52 PM
cotton spaghetti running from the bottom of it, sat in a green plastic bucket.
tank, jogging pants and sandals to stand proudly, stretching his large muscles in the sunlight.
"Happy?" he asked, striking a pose, and catching the attention of everyone in a 100 metre radius.
"Happy?" he asked, striking a pose, and catching the attention of everyone in a 100 metre radius.
December 1, 2024 at 1:25 PM
tank, jogging pants and sandals to stand proudly, stretching his large muscles in the sunlight.
"Happy?" he asked, striking a pose, and catching the attention of everyone in a 100 metre radius.
"Happy?" he asked, striking a pose, and catching the attention of everyone in a 100 metre radius.
He has so much to learn... to understand.
November 30, 2024 at 2:06 AM
He has so much to learn... to understand.
Samson's walking into somewhere new... Ready to meet new people.
November 27, 2024 at 8:16 PM
Samson's walking into somewhere new... Ready to meet new people.