Post by christy on Nov 15, 2010 0:53:11 GMT -5
Christy
[/color][/font]AS SHE'S LEAVING HER FATHER STARES
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WHAT HAS SHE COME TO?
[/color]ANOTHER BOY SHE RUNS TO TONIGHT[/font][/center]
NICKNAMES: ChristyGENDER: female
AGE: 18
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual
CANON OR ORIGINAL:ummm... original???[/color][/font]
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POWERLESS HE JUST SHAKES HIS HEAD
[/color]HE'S DISAPPOINTED AND OFF TO BED[/font][/center]
HAIR: Long and honey blond
EYES: Green
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: She is about 5.7 and weighs 125 pounds
Physical description: Christy is tall and rather pretty, though not flawless. She is slim and rather lanky. She has long legs, which help her in riding. Some of her imperfections include slight freckling, and a nose that is rather Wide and flat.
Her posture is tall and straight and everything about her screams feminine. She is petite and little. However, she is stronger than she looks. She has a very sweet and soft aura about her. However, she can be very fiery at times.
Her features are not extremely harsh, but not the prettiest in the world. Her hair is straight and layered. It falls about shoulder length and she wears it down and side parted mot of the time. She has a fairly good complexion except for her very unnoticeable freckles.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:Her eyes are large and the thing that stands out about her the most.[/color][/font]
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BUT HE WON"T BE SLEEPING
[/color]BECAUSE THE HOURS SHE'S KEEPING ARE NOT RIGHT[/font][/center]
DISLIKES: Awkward social situations, the color orange, most sports that involve balls, Chinese food, and going on vacations.
STRENGTHS: She is determined, can sing, and can horseback ride.
WEAKNESSES: She is not athletic, not a good dancer, and can be rather shy at times.
HABITS/QUIRKS: She chews on her tongue when nervous or concentrating on something, and she is extremely messy.
OVERALL PERSONALITY:Most people would describe her as sweet and even somewhat shy. On first impression she may come off this way. Sometimes people think they can walk all over her. These people, however, don't really know who she is. Once they get to know her, people's views of her change drastically.
She really is sweet and compassionate. She loves animals and, while treating them well, won't put up with their mis-behavior. She has trouble turning anyone down and is not the type to bite someone's head off just for saying hi. She is also very loyal and tends to stick with her friends no matter what.
However,just because she is sweet, does not mean Christy is not spirited. She has a very sharp temper that gets the better of her a lot of times. She will stick up for others when she feels they are being treated unjustly and also sometimes can get really upset if her or another is insulted. However, for the most part, Christy is extremely carefree and full of life.[/color][/font]
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SHE'S ASKING A QUESTION HOW WILL I BE
[/color]WHEN THIS NEXT ONE EVENTUALLY LEAVES ME?[/font][/center]
SIBLINGS: Lily Dryden who is 16.
OTHER FAMILY: None
PETS: None
OVERALL HISTORY: Christy was born in Iowa on April 4th and grew up there until she was ten. Her parents home schooled her, but she had plenty of social interaction and made many friends. It was here that she acquired her love for horseback riding, and, at the age of eight, her parents enrolled her in lessons. She loved it and her passion for horses grew rapidly. She also had the strange ability to cling to the horse's back no matter what.
At ten years old, Christy's dad had to move due to business, so they left for Tennessee. The beauty of the state caused Christy to fall in love with it even though she was not well received there and did not make many friends. Her parents finally bought her a horse and she loved riding through the mountains, enjoying all the scenery. She found that the more she rode the more she fell off, but these were all very minor incidences until the day she really got hurt. Her horse slipped and fell on top of her, breaking both her legs and some ribs. These injuries were not severe and quickly healed, but it was enough to cause her to shy away from riding.
Once more Mr. Dryden's job began to waver. Against the rest of the family's wishes they moved once more to West Virginia and Christy began to pursue her interests in music. She was alright at singing, but found she could never reach the high levels that some of the other girls she knew could, but she never gave up. She finally got third chair in choir try-outs and continues to work on her music.
Though Christy loved to sing, she found that nothing could replace horseback riding. She begged her parents to get another horse, and, finally, they relented. She brushed up on her skills, and now she is finally getting her horse. Though she is still a bit timid about riding, she is sure nothing can hold her back from her dream of competing and making it to the top. She promises herself that she will never give up riding again, no matter what. [/color][/font]
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HOW CAN A MAN BE ALL THAT THEY SAY
[/color]WHEN ALL THAT I KNOW IS MEN RUNAWAY?[/font][/center]
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: [*quote]The winds were harsh and tore at ebony mane as the mare stood at the base of the trail, contemplating whether to go on or not. Why was she even here? Of all the places she wished to avoid this ranked highest on her list.
In a way, the Charcoal Cliffs were responsible for freeing her, but it had also brought on a slight twinge of grief that Onyx could not explain. She had to climb up there and she could not say why, but she knew things would never be right if she did not revisit her past just one last time.
Taking a reluctant step forward, Onyx set out on the climb, she knew it would be tough, after all, why else would a strong healthy stallion just topple off the bluff? Her Arabian physique may not look like much, but her beautiful sleek hide contained a personality made of steel.
As slate hooves dug into the slippery mud, every once in a while taking a slip precariously near the edge, the doe's mind wandered back to after the accident had happened. How relieved she had been, yet she had felt something else she could not quite place. It was a nameless emotion. She refused to call it sadness and regret, but that was what it felt like.
Now that the whole thing was over, Onyx could think clearly. She saw her freedom before her and knew no one could take it away from her. She was on her own and she wished to stay that way! No need for stallions! No need for a herd! Just freedom and Independence for the rest of her life, that's what she wanted!
Finally, after an hour of fighting against all that the rugged terrain had pitted against her, Onyx reached the top. The view was amazing, but so was the precipice. The mare stood statue still almost too scared to move. She knew it would all too easy to lose her balance and tumble to the death that would await her and end the new start she so longed for in life.
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I THINK I LOSE JUST A LITTLE BIT OF ME
[/color]IN EVERY MAN THAT I SEE.[/font][/center]
This app was made by JESS. Lyrics by Tyler Hilton and Jon Mclaughlin