Post by OLLIVER CAPALLONI on May 21, 2011 11:54:32 GMT -8
OLLIVER -- GREGORI -- CAPALLONI !
BASICS...
Face Claim: Chase Crawford
Full Name: Olliver Gregori Capalloni
Nicknames: Olli
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 6'3"
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Occupation: Student
Goal at AEA: Olliver's goal beyond all else is to meet some people and have a good time. His goal would be horse related except he believes himself to be a riding God... His second goal might be to learn a new discipline, but since that would be leaving his comfort zone, he'd be hard pressed to meet that goal.
Five Likes:
- Chicks.
- Horse sweat.
- His sweat (working out, etc).
- Starbucks.
- Organizing spaces.
Five Dislikes:
- Wife beaters (any kind of muscle shirt).
- Hicks/rednecks.
- Most western events (barrel racing, cattle events).
- Blonde girls.
- Religious prats.
HOME LIFE...
Parents: Seymor Capalloni (45) / Anne Capalloni (41)
Siblings: Derryn Capalloni (20) / Adrienne Capalloni (18)
Other: Louisa Capalloni (91), his grandmother.
Riding History: Olliver was a troubled child that threw frequent tantrums and basically despised himself and everyone else in the world. His parents tried to interest him in everything but found nothing that could calm him down. He couldn't focus in school. It was quite a fluke that he stumbled upon his neighbours-neighbours horses, and he was mesmerized. His parents couldn't afford one but they promised anyway that if he tried hard to focus in school and used his manners they would buy him a horse. They did. Olliver was overwhelmed with appreciation for what his parents had done for him, and he cherished the old mare until she was kindly euthanized one winter when her arthritis was too bad. By that time Olliver was ready to let her go and had been saving up his money - he bought himself a very talented looking prospect in hopes of training her up to be a fantastic jumper.
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ABOUT YOU...
Age: 17
Years RPing: Approximately 8.
RL Horse Experience: Owned horses since I was 10, been riding since I was 7.
Example Post:Nickers from within the deep stalls drew Olliver farther down the aisle. It was far too late, but he didn't care. When the demons came to play he needed someone, and since he didn't have any really 'true' friends, his mare was the only one he knew he could count on. The strong horse musk permeated his nostrils and calmed him down before he even reached her stall. The chilly night air echoed loudly with his footsteps; quiet though he was, he was the loud intruder. Kaya's soft black nose appeared through the stall bars and her nostrils twitched silently in an inaudible nicker. Olliver smiled. Drawing back the bolt to her stall door, he let himself in, sliding it shut behind him. The straw was deep and warm, and he slid down into a corner, the warmth of Kaya radiating off of her. He smiled again, feeling a million times better than he had. Salvation comes with horses - this he had learned well.