Post by jay macburren on Nov 11, 2009 16:37:21 GMT
Robbin McColly
EMMA ROBERTS
Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies.
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she's gone.
EMMA ROBERTS
Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies.
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she's gone.
THE REAL PERSON
Name: Lex
Age: 13
Gender: Female
How Many Characters?: Four or Five
Where Did You Find Us?: Miamoo
Activity Level: 5/5
JUST THE BASICS
Name: Robin Jade McColly
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Birthday: 4/5/1993
Birthplace: Dublin, Ireland
Class/Year: Year 9
Sexuality: straight
BEAUTIFUL AND INDIVIDUAL
Hair: Long Blonde and wavy
Eyes: Slight and blue
Body: Slim, compact muscule
Hight 5'3''
Weight 104
Extras Her ears are peirced.
INSIDE AND OUT
Likes: Horses, Jocks, Falling in love, Drawing, Writing.
Dislikes: Falling, Hard Break-ups, Feeling stupid, Embaressment, Hate
Flaws: Is stubborn, likes to get her own way, Has a hard time mounting her horse, but is a regular racer.
Strengths: Two-point, Jump racing, being creative.
Weaknesses: Flat-racing, Mounting horses, coping with troubles.
Personality Overall:
Robin is a very unique girl. She is different and likes writing songs and is very creative. She's very picky and won't ever take your crap so don't try it.
Robin likes music, drawing, being creative. She loves horror movies and acting, also. She hates being trapped anywhere, and hates small spaces. She loves running and hiking. She also likes falling in love, and falling in love with jocks is always great too. She won't take anyone's crap, expessally if they race against her. She thinks her horse is the best and regurally gets in fights with Jay about who's horse is better.
She is very unique and bold. Sometimes she could be too bold and start dancing in class. She hates small spaces but loves being creative and acting and singing.
DREAMS AND MEMORIES
Best Dream Winning the Grand National.
Worst Dream Getting hit in the face with a football... over and over and over.
Best Memory Getting her first puppy.
Worst Memory Breaking both of her legs and one of her arms falling off of a horse.
MY ONLY FAMILY
Mother: Jenna McColly, descesed, Jockey.
Father: Timothy McColly, 32, Football and DEC,
Siblings: None
Pets: Regal Steps, Horse, 4 years, Thourohbred.
A.J. dog, 9 months, Collie.
Other: ...
THE IMPORTANT STUFF
Clique: Elite
Status: Creative
Roleplaying Example:
Jay MacBurren
You think you can beat me? I'm Irish.
Plus, I got the best damn horse you'll ever see.
You think you can beat me? I'm Irish.
Plus, I got the best damn horse you'll ever see.
Jay put on regular clothes for once, tired of the jockey gettup. He wasn't even going training today. What was the point? To show off? Not likely. As he was running along to the pet store, Appy and Aura needed more food, along with Chocolate. As he was running he saw two girls, jogging along the way he was. Both Elites. Hello, He thought. Maybe he did want to show off today.
He sprinted to catch up to the girls, smiling at the younger girl, but then scowling as he saw her friend. "You know, the only reason I didn't win that race was because I couldn't race. Rythm could have beat that mutt of a horse by a mile." he said, his accent shining through. And Rythm is the best horse around. He thoguht, still scowling at the girl. He didn't even know her name. He should have one that race. Stupid, stupid wrist. He couldn't race because he broke his bloody wrist. That didn't mean he skipped going to it. He glared at the girl, almost forgetting Appy was there.
Appy growled at the two Elites, and then he saw a ball. "Oh no..." he said, before the large dog went chasing the ball and pulling Jay. Jay sped up slightly to keep up with the dog, to try to get it under control. Jay let go of the leash, not wanting to break his wrist again. With a few vain attepts to stay on his feet, Jay slipped and fell, face-first onto the sidewalk, landing hard on his knee. The blood was already coming out on the sidewalk. He stayed there for a while, cursing his luck, before turning around and sitting up. He tore off part of his sleeve, and wrapped his knee up. He looked up at the two elites, hoping they weren't laughing.
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