Post by Alexandra on Feb 15, 2008 20:42:36 GMT -5
B A S I C
Name: Alexandra Love
Age: 22
Height: 5' 9"
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Italian
Birthdate: 1986
Y O U
Class: Middle Class
Intelligence: Graduated from ISU with a Mastors degree in Horseology
Talents && Hobbies: Equestirain, communicating with abused and neglected horse
Clothing && Accessories: Jeans, Tank, Feild Boots, Always carries around carrots or apples. complete tomboy and counrty girl
Tastes:Chocolate and italian
F A V O R I T E S
Book: The horses of proud spirit
Band: Sugarland
Place: Naples, Italy
Color: Lime green
Food: Dried Pineapple
Drink: Sweet Tea
Activity: Trail Ridding
Out on the Town: good dinner with a bunch of friends
P H Y S I C A L
Eyes: Green
Complexion: Golden tanned
Teeth: Straight from years of braces
Hair: blonde, long, straight
Posture: Western rider's "limp"
Most Noticeable: lime green eyes
Extra:none
M E N T A L
Aspirations: Own a buisness that helps abused and neglected horses
Flaws: Very shy and doesn't like to talk alot but once she knows you, she is perfectly fine with light conversation.
Strengths: communicates well with all horses of all shapes and sizes
Fear: embaresment, regection, puching herslef onto people and invading thier space
Habits: chews fingernails when she is bored and bites her lip when she doesn't know what to say.
Responsibility: Very. she was forced to grow up at a very early age and because of this learned to behave like an adult early.
Generosity && Confidence: Wants to give until there is nothing left but isn't very confident around people only around horses and imidietly establishes herself as a dominate "herd member"
Humor: always in a good mood, very sarcastic, loves to laugh and has a beautiful smile
Attitude: Usually always happy, her happieness rubs off on other people.
B A C K G R O U N D
Mother: Jenna Love
Father:Micheal Love
Occupations:Retired-Traines horses/Vet
Status:Parent Divorced, She is single
Residence: Houston Texas
H I S T O R Y
Very normal child hood, just moved here to continue horse carrer. She wants to work with enough horses and learn a bit more about them. She also needs to get her name out so when she is able to start this buisness people know who she is.
Growing up she was always around horses since her dad was a vet at the nearby clinic and her mom also had a way with horses. she just recently graduated ahead of her class and moved away from home. Which is how she ended up here.
S A M P L E P O S TCopied from another one of my old RPG sites:
Amirazo walked into the large, darkened building, clutching the map that the office person gave to her for dear life. She had heard of places like these, where kids who didn't have anyone else came to live. She had been determined not to be like them. But now she was and there was nothing she could do about it. Her parents were gone and no one else in the family wanted her. Through out the week following her parents death she longed to cry on some ones shoulder but no one was there for her accept to cast a angry glance at her. They all thought it was her fault they were dead. She denied it but deep down she knew what she had done and was lucky to be here instead of in jail.
On that fateful night, home alone, she snook out to the neighbors house where their youngest son had promised to buy her a pack of smokes. She knocked on his door and he shoved them through the mail hole. She grabbed them, making sure no one was watching, then ran across the street to her house. Once she was safely inside and the door was locked she lit one. She let the smoke waft up through her nostrils and waited. Not long after she fell asleep, but woke the the sound of her fathers voice calling her awake. The house was on fire! Her father told her to get out and he would find her mother. She obeyed and ran to the door. As she waited the chances that they would never return grew larger. Finlay the fire was out, but the firemen were bringing out two stretchers, each with a person in a body bag. At that point it hit her. They were dead. And now here she was, a lonely girl with no place to run, at a school with complete strangers. What a life this had turned out to be.
Name: Alexandra Love
Age: 22
Height: 5' 9"
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Italian
Birthdate: 1986
Y O U
Class: Middle Class
Intelligence: Graduated from ISU with a Mastors degree in Horseology
Talents && Hobbies: Equestirain, communicating with abused and neglected horse
Clothing && Accessories: Jeans, Tank, Feild Boots, Always carries around carrots or apples. complete tomboy and counrty girl
Tastes:Chocolate and italian
F A V O R I T E S
Book: The horses of proud spirit
Band: Sugarland
Place: Naples, Italy
Color: Lime green
Food: Dried Pineapple
Drink: Sweet Tea
Activity: Trail Ridding
Out on the Town: good dinner with a bunch of friends
P H Y S I C A L
Eyes: Green
Complexion: Golden tanned
Teeth: Straight from years of braces
Hair: blonde, long, straight
Posture: Western rider's "limp"
Most Noticeable: lime green eyes
Extra:none
M E N T A L
Aspirations: Own a buisness that helps abused and neglected horses
Flaws: Very shy and doesn't like to talk alot but once she knows you, she is perfectly fine with light conversation.
Strengths: communicates well with all horses of all shapes and sizes
Fear: embaresment, regection, puching herslef onto people and invading thier space
Habits: chews fingernails when she is bored and bites her lip when she doesn't know what to say.
Responsibility: Very. she was forced to grow up at a very early age and because of this learned to behave like an adult early.
Generosity && Confidence: Wants to give until there is nothing left but isn't very confident around people only around horses and imidietly establishes herself as a dominate "herd member"
Humor: always in a good mood, very sarcastic, loves to laugh and has a beautiful smile
Attitude: Usually always happy, her happieness rubs off on other people.
B A C K G R O U N D
Mother: Jenna Love
Father:Micheal Love
Occupations:Retired-Traines horses/Vet
Status:Parent Divorced, She is single
Residence: Houston Texas
H I S T O R Y
Very normal child hood, just moved here to continue horse carrer. She wants to work with enough horses and learn a bit more about them. She also needs to get her name out so when she is able to start this buisness people know who she is.
Growing up she was always around horses since her dad was a vet at the nearby clinic and her mom also had a way with horses. she just recently graduated ahead of her class and moved away from home. Which is how she ended up here.
S A M P L E P O S TCopied from another one of my old RPG sites:
Amirazo walked into the large, darkened building, clutching the map that the office person gave to her for dear life. She had heard of places like these, where kids who didn't have anyone else came to live. She had been determined not to be like them. But now she was and there was nothing she could do about it. Her parents were gone and no one else in the family wanted her. Through out the week following her parents death she longed to cry on some ones shoulder but no one was there for her accept to cast a angry glance at her. They all thought it was her fault they were dead. She denied it but deep down she knew what she had done and was lucky to be here instead of in jail.
On that fateful night, home alone, she snook out to the neighbors house where their youngest son had promised to buy her a pack of smokes. She knocked on his door and he shoved them through the mail hole. She grabbed them, making sure no one was watching, then ran across the street to her house. Once she was safely inside and the door was locked she lit one. She let the smoke waft up through her nostrils and waited. Not long after she fell asleep, but woke the the sound of her fathers voice calling her awake. The house was on fire! Her father told her to get out and he would find her mother. She obeyed and ran to the door. As she waited the chances that they would never return grew larger. Finlay the fire was out, but the firemen were bringing out two stretchers, each with a person in a body bag. At that point it hit her. They were dead. And now here she was, a lonely girl with no place to run, at a school with complete strangers. What a life this had turned out to be.
