Post by Collin Sivlin on Mar 26, 2008 16:58:02 GMT -5
You:
What can we call you in ooc:
Ada Satya,Ada,Ditzee
Years of role playing:
It will be one in May
How active can you be;
Daily for atleast 30 mins
Are you interested in becoming a staff member;
Yeah,sure
Roleplay sample (4 Paragraphs at the least);
Lemme get it..
A S H L E I G H
&&
____________________________________________________
Get excited
Ashleigh Griffin smiled happily as she woke that morning of December 23rd.Her eyes shining in excitement as she jumped up and looked out on her cottage window,A perfect winter day it was. The air outside was chilly-maybe fifty-five degrees.The sky was a Smokey blue with out a single cloud.The grass was covered with a very light frost and it was just frigid enough to see your breath. Virgina was a lovely place to live in.
Lovely
It felt as if she was soaring today. High above the earth-looking down.It seemed like nothing could lower her high seasonal spirits or for that matter-go wrong at all. Ashleigh tugged her worn paddock boots over her socks and twisted a rubber band around her auburn hair. She grabbed a wind breaker and shivered as she stepped out-her cheeks flushing Rosy pink. She wanted to sing to the world her happiness of such a glorious day.
Once Ashleigh got into her Black Ford truck she turned up the music and unrolled her window-Smiling to herself,Wishing that her spirits would be this high always.A small silver two horse trailer with the Pine wood Logo on it was hooked and ready to go and pick up her young gelding-Count Conceit.To bring him to the show grounds,to their first show.She was not really nervous-not yet anyways.She had perfect trust in her animal and vice-versa. she knew that her horse would not let her down.He would go to the ends of the earth and back to please her.He was more than her horse.He was more than a work animal.He was her partner, her friend
The drive to Pine wood was not that tricky,nor that long.
And within a few minutes Ashleigh was safely parked in the lot of the old stable.In such a short time so many memories bound her to this place. Good memories,Bad memories. Memories that where as vivid as painting and memories that where vague.
it was early in the morning-but the stable already bustled with activity.Grooms Mucked stalls,fed horses,led them to pasture, and groomed them.Instructors got ready to teach lessons to their Pupils and horse owners caressed and talked to their horses.This was stable life.
To everyone else,today was nothing special.It was merely another day.But for Ashleigh it was far more.It was the beginning of a life-long dream.And she knew they where ready for it. It was sort of funny.They where only entered in a single event.And not much money was a stake.This was merely a local show.But Ashleigh felt like in was the National.Yet then again,was not it like this for every first timer?As she walked to wards the barn to ready count.She thought about how exciting all of this was.
When she got to the stall of her beloved horse-he poked his handsome,rusty,red roan head over the stall door.He was overjoyed to see his friend and so he showed it. Tossing his mane up and down quickly he let out a throaty whicker her her.
Ashleigh walked quickly-covering the distance between the two quickly and she threw her arms around his warm,soft neck.
The gelding patiently stood with his neck bowed so that it was easier for Ashleigh to wrap herself around him-his eyes closed contentedly.Ashleigh breathed in the light grassy scent of a healthy horse.Glad that she had such a wonderful horse as a friend.
Finally Ashleigh pulled away and unlatched the stall door.
Slipping in to bandage Counts legs.As she bent down and began to wrap his legs Count snuffled at her hair-making happy sounds.
Once she was done,Ashleigh stood and led her horse out and walked side by side down the aisle with her horse.
"Good boy"she murmured as she tied his lead to a hook in the wall and picked up a dandy brush.Running it over the horse she hummed to herself.
Once she had brushed Count to a rich healthy shine she threw a light blanket over his withers and led him out into the sunshine.
He snorted happily and obediently stepped up into the trailer as she lowered the ramp.Ash kissed his nose and closed the door.
Climbing into her truck her head buzzed excitedly
And we are off
The Grounds where very crowded when Ashleigh arrived,dozens of horses trotted around in the rings and the announcer's voice cracked to live every few moments-introducing a new rider.
It was now eight in the morning.They where just in time to collect their number and warm up.Ashleigh walked to the booth and got her pin before unloading Count.They had fourty five minutes.As Count backed out he snorted at all of the people,scents,sounds. It was all new to him and he was interested.Ashleigh tugged the rope to remind him she was there then fastened him to the trailer before scurrying off to get his tack.His tack was nothing special.Just a plain wester pleasure saddle,a wester pad and a bridle with a snaffle and no brow band.But that was all he needed
____________________________________________________
Getting ready to start
The gelding circled the small warm-up ring-stretching his legs out in a fluid trot.Curving his neck and pricking his ears.
Fifteen minutes until starting time.
The minutes seemed to stop and freeze in mid air.
Unchanging and slow.
Ashleigh was beginning to feel slight anxiousness.
She nudged him into a lope-Keeping him centered and agreeable.
The gelding was feeling her excitement. His gait turned choppy as he tried to look back at her.To comfort her.
Ashleigh patted his gleaming neck and straightened him out.
Calm,Calm
she chanted silently
Keep hold of your nerves.
Ten minutes.She could do it.
Take this a s.t.e.p at a t.i.m.e
This was it.The big moment.
Ashleigh's hands where shaking slightly-buried in the mass of red,brown mane of her horse.
Her eyes focused on the rider before her as his mount slipped and fell.Tossing his rider.
it had not occurred to Ashleigh that this sort of thing could happen.The rider frustrated-got up and brushed himself off.
Then led his mount out of the ring with a frown.
The object of the game was to ride your horse as fast as you could through a small circle with a tiny opening to go in and out of and not touch the lines even the slightest bit.Best time won.This all took months of practice,and lasted about twenty seconds.But it was great fun.The announcer's Microphone boomed to life above them.Making Count squirm a bit.
"Shh baby.its alright"
Ashleigh soothed.Even though she knew perfectly well that he was more calm than she.
"Number Twelve.Ashleigh Griffin on Count Conceit"
She took a swallow of air and shivered.
Then urged her mount to the line.
There where hundreds of people watching her.
"When you are ready"
the announcer said.
Making the crowd chuckle.Ashleigh gathered her reins and poised to gallop.Now or never.
"Go!"
She whooped and let the reins slide out from her hands as Count surged off at a gallop to wards the key-hole.
He almost left her behind.
Ashleigh righted herself and leaned into the saddle.Egging the gelding on.Wind stung her eyes and years formed.Wind whipped her pony tail and threatened to blow her hat away.
They where mere strides from the hole now.
Ashleigh checked Count-but realized he did not need it.
He was slowing on his own.
He brought himself to a lope and entered the hole with room to spare.He twisted around-almost falling sideways because he turned so suddenly.And exited.He almost clipped a hoof on the white but Ashleigh maneuvered him around just in time.Fractions on a inch from disqualification. She sighed in relief.
All of this happened so quickly.You barely saw.
And now they where speeding up-galloping home.
They crossed the line.Ashleigh slowed the gelding and laughed aloud.her cheeks where flushed and she felt dizzy.Count was breathing hard and was sweat-ed up.But Ashleigh did not care.
They had done it!
She threw her arms around the horse and hugged him tight.
Count arched his neck and nodded.As if he knew how good he was.That sent Ashleigh giggling.
She slid off of count and led him shakily back to the back side and began to cool him out.It only took about twenty minutes to do this and she immediately threy a cooler over him and tied him up.
Then she walked over to the stands and sat down to watch the rest of the show.
Had they placed?
____________________________________________________
Oh Oh See;
Is that good enough?
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The mask;
full name: Aaron Merit
Age:
16
Gender:
Male
Job: (Please see list)
Noe yet although he dreams of eventing someday in the olympics
Grade or collage:
Grade
Eye color:
Brown
Hair color:
Brown though almost black
Hair length:
Amout mid length but spiky on top.
Hair style:
His hair is slightly long and his bangs are brushed to the side. The top of his hair usualy spikes up.
Height;
5.7
Weight;
120 pounds
Sum up physical description (2 paragraphs minimum);
Aaron is a mid height teenager with a very athletic build and strong arms and legs from riding since he was ten years of age. His eyes are firey and his jaws are hard set to show that he is a bit stubborn. He has straight white teeth and almost black,spikey hair. When he smiles you cant help but smile back at him. He carries himself quite confidently with a long stride
His skin is tanned and he has no freckles or such. His eyes are a bit on the large side and so forth. His hair is regularly straight but in the style it is now it spikes in every which way. He doesnt really look like the sort that loves horses. He looks to be more for base ball. For running even. But his love is for riding.
Celebrity used;
Shoot I foregot his last name:
Aaron Renfree as only his picture. Not the way he acts
It's all in the past;
Family members:
Mother: Wendi Merit
Father: Michael Merit
History (3 Paragraphs):
Aaron is a only child in his small family of one. But that doesnt mean he doesnt have problems. You see- his parents had wanted a daughter for some reason. And because he was not he was just sort of the third wheel of a bike. Ignored at home and such. So he spent most of his time outdoors. Riding bikes,Hanging out, Running, Swimming. Anything you could imagine. But he didnt realy like them al that much. Now dont get me wrong. All these things where nice- but he needed a friend to do them with that would always be there. Someone he could also tell his problems and they still be friends.
What Aaron needed was something the did not know has just around the corner. One day he went bike riding farther than normal. And he found a small stable. It only contained 6 horses and a friendly older man. But to Aaron it was paridise. He began to work at the stable. Gaining trust of everyone around him. Untill the owner began to offer him lessons in return for his work.
Aaron quickly learned and was soon riding quite well.
He now dreamed of having his very own horse. One he could keep forever. But his father shamed the Idea and said that riding was only a faze. So Aaron started doing odd jobs. Mowing lawns,watering, yes- even babysitting at times. Trying to earn money. He spent none of it. And the money soon grew to almost enough to buy a horse. He began to look for one. But that was when they moved. Aaron became depressed as he was drawn away from his now family. But then they came here- to pinewood where Aaron met Fleet Magesty. A jet black thoroughbred stallion.
He quickly began to work again. And after hardly two months he claimed Fleet as his own. His horse and noone elses.
Persona;
Personality (2 paragraphs minimum);
Aaron is spunky,Out going and although he would never admit it- smart as heck. His eyes are always alive with fire and his mind always reeling-thinking. He is a bit of a dare devil. Making him the good rider he is. He is very sparatic minded. But he always gets done what was asked of him. And he does it well. He loves to be active and cant stand just sitting around.Something that annoys some people. But he is also generous and funny. He can make just about anyone smile about just about anything
Sports and horses keep him happy. And although he isnt always secure about his place in the world he almost always smiles.
He will bend over backwards to help you if you asked. And some people take advantage of that. His temper is pretty well gripped although sometimes he just cant controll it. Like if someone tried to hurt his friends or his horse. He would stick up for anyone. Know them or not.
Likes; Horses,Sports,People,Any animal
Dislikes;Animal Abuse.His family.Slackers.
Quirks;?
Flaws;He sometimes talks way too fast, he cant sit still for a long period of time, He sticks up for people. Know them or not.
Petpeeves; Dont know what that is. sorry
other; none[/size]
What can we call you in ooc:
Ada Satya,Ada,Ditzee
Years of role playing:
It will be one in May
How active can you be;
Daily for atleast 30 mins
Are you interested in becoming a staff member;
Yeah,sure
Roleplay sample (4 Paragraphs at the least);
Lemme get it..
A S H L E I G H
&&
C O U N T C O N C I E T
____________________________________________________
X_Arrival
[/color][/u][/b]Get excited
Ashleigh Griffin smiled happily as she woke that morning of December 23rd.Her eyes shining in excitement as she jumped up and looked out on her cottage window,A perfect winter day it was. The air outside was chilly-maybe fifty-five degrees.The sky was a Smokey blue with out a single cloud.The grass was covered with a very light frost and it was just frigid enough to see your breath. Virgina was a lovely place to live in.
Lovely
It felt as if she was soaring today. High above the earth-looking down.It seemed like nothing could lower her high seasonal spirits or for that matter-go wrong at all. Ashleigh tugged her worn paddock boots over her socks and twisted a rubber band around her auburn hair. She grabbed a wind breaker and shivered as she stepped out-her cheeks flushing Rosy pink. She wanted to sing to the world her happiness of such a glorious day.
Once Ashleigh got into her Black Ford truck she turned up the music and unrolled her window-Smiling to herself,Wishing that her spirits would be this high always.A small silver two horse trailer with the Pine wood Logo on it was hooked and ready to go and pick up her young gelding-Count Conceit.To bring him to the show grounds,to their first show.She was not really nervous-not yet anyways.She had perfect trust in her animal and vice-versa. she knew that her horse would not let her down.He would go to the ends of the earth and back to please her.He was more than her horse.He was more than a work animal.He was her partner, her friend
The drive to Pine wood was not that tricky,nor that long.
And within a few minutes Ashleigh was safely parked in the lot of the old stable.In such a short time so many memories bound her to this place. Good memories,Bad memories. Memories that where as vivid as painting and memories that where vague.
it was early in the morning-but the stable already bustled with activity.Grooms Mucked stalls,fed horses,led them to pasture, and groomed them.Instructors got ready to teach lessons to their Pupils and horse owners caressed and talked to their horses.This was stable life.
To everyone else,today was nothing special.It was merely another day.But for Ashleigh it was far more.It was the beginning of a life-long dream.And she knew they where ready for it. It was sort of funny.They where only entered in a single event.And not much money was a stake.This was merely a local show.But Ashleigh felt like in was the National.Yet then again,was not it like this for every first timer?As she walked to wards the barn to ready count.She thought about how exciting all of this was.
When she got to the stall of her beloved horse-he poked his handsome,rusty,red roan head over the stall door.He was overjoyed to see his friend and so he showed it. Tossing his mane up and down quickly he let out a throaty whicker her her.
Ashleigh walked quickly-covering the distance between the two quickly and she threw her arms around his warm,soft neck.
The gelding patiently stood with his neck bowed so that it was easier for Ashleigh to wrap herself around him-his eyes closed contentedly.Ashleigh breathed in the light grassy scent of a healthy horse.Glad that she had such a wonderful horse as a friend.
Finally Ashleigh pulled away and unlatched the stall door.
Slipping in to bandage Counts legs.As she bent down and began to wrap his legs Count snuffled at her hair-making happy sounds.
Once she was done,Ashleigh stood and led her horse out and walked side by side down the aisle with her horse.
"Good boy"she murmured as she tied his lead to a hook in the wall and picked up a dandy brush.Running it over the horse she hummed to herself.
Once she had brushed Count to a rich healthy shine she threw a light blanket over his withers and led him out into the sunshine.
He snorted happily and obediently stepped up into the trailer as she lowered the ramp.Ash kissed his nose and closed the door.
Climbing into her truck her head buzzed excitedly
And we are off
The Grounds where very crowded when Ashleigh arrived,dozens of horses trotted around in the rings and the announcer's voice cracked to live every few moments-introducing a new rider.
It was now eight in the morning.They where just in time to collect their number and warm up.Ashleigh walked to the booth and got her pin before unloading Count.They had fourty five minutes.As Count backed out he snorted at all of the people,scents,sounds. It was all new to him and he was interested.Ashleigh tugged the rope to remind him she was there then fastened him to the trailer before scurrying off to get his tack.His tack was nothing special.Just a plain wester pleasure saddle,a wester pad and a bridle with a snaffle and no brow band.But that was all he needed
____________________________________________________
X_Warm up Time
[/color][/u][/b]Getting ready to start
The gelding circled the small warm-up ring-stretching his legs out in a fluid trot.Curving his neck and pricking his ears.
Fifteen minutes until starting time.
The minutes seemed to stop and freeze in mid air.
Unchanging and slow.
Ashleigh was beginning to feel slight anxiousness.
She nudged him into a lope-Keeping him centered and agreeable.
The gelding was feeling her excitement. His gait turned choppy as he tried to look back at her.To comfort her.
Ashleigh patted his gleaming neck and straightened him out.
Calm,Calm
she chanted silently
Keep hold of your nerves.
Ten minutes.She could do it.
X_Starting up
[/color][/u][/b]Take this a s.t.e.p at a t.i.m.e
This was it.The big moment.
Ashleigh's hands where shaking slightly-buried in the mass of red,brown mane of her horse.
Her eyes focused on the rider before her as his mount slipped and fell.Tossing his rider.
it had not occurred to Ashleigh that this sort of thing could happen.The rider frustrated-got up and brushed himself off.
Then led his mount out of the ring with a frown.
The object of the game was to ride your horse as fast as you could through a small circle with a tiny opening to go in and out of and not touch the lines even the slightest bit.Best time won.This all took months of practice,and lasted about twenty seconds.But it was great fun.The announcer's Microphone boomed to life above them.Making Count squirm a bit.
"Shh baby.its alright"
Ashleigh soothed.Even though she knew perfectly well that he was more calm than she.
"Number Twelve.Ashleigh Griffin on Count Conceit"
She took a swallow of air and shivered.
Then urged her mount to the line.
There where hundreds of people watching her.
"When you are ready"
the announcer said.
Making the crowd chuckle.Ashleigh gathered her reins and poised to gallop.Now or never.
"Go!"
She whooped and let the reins slide out from her hands as Count surged off at a gallop to wards the key-hole.
He almost left her behind.
Ashleigh righted herself and leaned into the saddle.Egging the gelding on.Wind stung her eyes and years formed.Wind whipped her pony tail and threatened to blow her hat away.
They where mere strides from the hole now.
Ashleigh checked Count-but realized he did not need it.
He was slowing on his own.
He brought himself to a lope and entered the hole with room to spare.He twisted around-almost falling sideways because he turned so suddenly.And exited.He almost clipped a hoof on the white but Ashleigh maneuvered him around just in time.Fractions on a inch from disqualification. She sighed in relief.
All of this happened so quickly.You barely saw.
And now they where speeding up-galloping home.
They crossed the line.Ashleigh slowed the gelding and laughed aloud.her cheeks where flushed and she felt dizzy.Count was breathing hard and was sweat-ed up.But Ashleigh did not care.
They had done it!
She threw her arms around the horse and hugged him tight.
Count arched his neck and nodded.As if he knew how good he was.That sent Ashleigh giggling.
She slid off of count and led him shakily back to the back side and began to cool him out.It only took about twenty minutes to do this and she immediately threy a cooler over him and tied him up.
Then she walked over to the stands and sat down to watch the rest of the show.
Had they placed?
____________________________________________________
Oh Oh See;
Is that good enough?
[/size]
The mask;
full name: Aaron Merit
Age:
16
Gender:
Male
Job: (Please see list)
Noe yet although he dreams of eventing someday in the olympics
Grade or collage:
Grade
Eye color:
Brown
Hair color:
Brown though almost black
Hair length:
Amout mid length but spiky on top.
Hair style:
His hair is slightly long and his bangs are brushed to the side. The top of his hair usualy spikes up.
Height;
5.7
Weight;
120 pounds
Sum up physical description (2 paragraphs minimum);
Aaron is a mid height teenager with a very athletic build and strong arms and legs from riding since he was ten years of age. His eyes are firey and his jaws are hard set to show that he is a bit stubborn. He has straight white teeth and almost black,spikey hair. When he smiles you cant help but smile back at him. He carries himself quite confidently with a long stride
His skin is tanned and he has no freckles or such. His eyes are a bit on the large side and so forth. His hair is regularly straight but in the style it is now it spikes in every which way. He doesnt really look like the sort that loves horses. He looks to be more for base ball. For running even. But his love is for riding.
Celebrity used;
Shoot I foregot his last name:
Aaron Renfree as only his picture. Not the way he acts
It's all in the past;
Family members:
Mother: Wendi Merit
Father: Michael Merit
History (3 Paragraphs):
Aaron is a only child in his small family of one. But that doesnt mean he doesnt have problems. You see- his parents had wanted a daughter for some reason. And because he was not he was just sort of the third wheel of a bike. Ignored at home and such. So he spent most of his time outdoors. Riding bikes,Hanging out, Running, Swimming. Anything you could imagine. But he didnt realy like them al that much. Now dont get me wrong. All these things where nice- but he needed a friend to do them with that would always be there. Someone he could also tell his problems and they still be friends.
What Aaron needed was something the did not know has just around the corner. One day he went bike riding farther than normal. And he found a small stable. It only contained 6 horses and a friendly older man. But to Aaron it was paridise. He began to work at the stable. Gaining trust of everyone around him. Untill the owner began to offer him lessons in return for his work.
Aaron quickly learned and was soon riding quite well.
He now dreamed of having his very own horse. One he could keep forever. But his father shamed the Idea and said that riding was only a faze. So Aaron started doing odd jobs. Mowing lawns,watering, yes- even babysitting at times. Trying to earn money. He spent none of it. And the money soon grew to almost enough to buy a horse. He began to look for one. But that was when they moved. Aaron became depressed as he was drawn away from his now family. But then they came here- to pinewood where Aaron met Fleet Magesty. A jet black thoroughbred stallion.
He quickly began to work again. And after hardly two months he claimed Fleet as his own. His horse and noone elses.
Persona;
Personality (2 paragraphs minimum);
Aaron is spunky,Out going and although he would never admit it- smart as heck. His eyes are always alive with fire and his mind always reeling-thinking. He is a bit of a dare devil. Making him the good rider he is. He is very sparatic minded. But he always gets done what was asked of him. And he does it well. He loves to be active and cant stand just sitting around.Something that annoys some people. But he is also generous and funny. He can make just about anyone smile about just about anything
Sports and horses keep him happy. And although he isnt always secure about his place in the world he almost always smiles.
He will bend over backwards to help you if you asked. And some people take advantage of that. His temper is pretty well gripped although sometimes he just cant controll it. Like if someone tried to hurt his friends or his horse. He would stick up for anyone. Know them or not.
Likes; Horses,Sports,People,Any animal
Dislikes;Animal Abuse.His family.Slackers.
Quirks;?
Flaws;He sometimes talks way too fast, he cant sit still for a long period of time, He sticks up for people. Know them or not.
Petpeeves; Dont know what that is. sorry
other; none[/size]
