Post by Chica Burnell on May 29, 2011 19:05:04 GMT -8
CHICA -- MARIE -- BURNELL !
BASICS...
Face Claim: Juliet K.
Full Name: Chica Marie Burnell
Nicknames: None
Hair Colour: Mousey brown
Eye Colour: Dark blue
Height: 5'7", recently hit a growth spurt
Age: (15+) 16
Gender: Female
Occupation: Student
Category: High school student
Goal for AEA: Chica didn't come here with any goals at all, except to be as miserable as possible. If that could be a goal. But really, as much as she hates the fact her parents shipped her off, she would love to get to show at A level competitions. Not much matters to her than being the best. And even if she's a poor loser, she's been working on her sportsmanship. Which she supposes would be another goal, to be a better sport about losing.
Five Likes:
- Horses
- Fashion magazines
- Movies
- Camping trips
- Music - oldies
Five Dislikes:
- Her parents
- Getting shots
- Most rap music
- Fast food chains
- Being pushed to do things
HOME LIFE...
Parents: Annabelle and Derrick Burnell
Siblings: Lionel Burnell, 22, adopted
Other:
Riding History: Chica was given her first horse when she was seven upon her own request. The gelding was sweet and packed her around over little x's like a champ. Eventually she out grew him when she was 11 and sadly had to sell him. While she may have gotten her first horse by throwing a temper tantrum, the same method did not allow her to keep her first horse and get another. She was promised another horse, but didn't get one until she turned 14. In between horses, she would ride the lesson horses and compete in small jumper shows hoping to prove that she could compete at a higher level. And that happened when she turned 14. Her new horse brought her up to the AA level.
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ABOUT YOU...
Age: 22
Years RPing: 9
RL Horse Experience: 10 years doing the all-round thing at breed shows and open shows
Example Post: minimum 200 words!Love died in the sins of men and carved a void where a heart should beat. The need to devote, to give in to an unconditional feeling becoming unraveled so completely that the thread could never be used to sew the heart back together. Hurt becomes the focus to be hidden, tucked beneath the paper-thin layers to form a wall that guards a treasure chest. Her love forever buried in the ashes of the fire in which hate first sparked from. Her mortal death marking the silent change over as a new era begins, she is no longer Shoshanna the gentle. Bound by chains to the temper she has let loose, she is blinded by her fury. Her will to never forget or forgive is the cornerstone of her existence overruling the small want to simply let go. Thus rendering her trapped in a ravine whose walls are coated with forgiveness and acceptance.
Through her heated disposition sarcasm has weld itself as the sharpest tool in her box of devices. Her words dancing the fine line between a jest and the truth. She'll cut you where it hurts the most and play with the wound afterwards. Where kindness once resided, indifference has made a home out of the ruins. Compassion has hung a for rent sign and disappeared on a permanent vacation. An ice age has formed and devoured every warm feeling she ever possessed in an icy caress. Friends are a rarity unappreciated, as she would rather burn alone in solitude, than hold the hand of gratitude. Wrapped up in the sense of self-preservation she avoids any situation that could tear a hole into the fortress she has built up around herself.