Post by VINCENT CORDOVA on May 22, 2011 17:05:42 GMT -8
VINCENT -- ARIK -- CORDOVA !
BASICS...
Face Claim: Wojciech Zwolinski
Full Name: Vincent Arik Cordova
Nicknames: Vince, Vinny, Vin, V
Hair Colour: black
Eye Colour: blue
Height: 5'10
Age: 18
Gender: male
Occupation: student
Goal at AEA: Vince's goal here at Aspire is to further his riding career and school. He hopes to be able to either go to many championships as a rider or get an education that allows him to work with horses on a daily basis. He's also into photography and artwork so he wants to get better in both.
Five Likes:
- horses
- ferrets
- black
- riding
- music
Five Dislikes:
- snakes
- stuck up people
- bullies
- stereotypes
- boring lectures
HOME LIFE...
Parents: Danial Cordova, Maryann Cordova (deceased)
Siblings: David Cordova
Other: N/A
Riding History: Vincent was born Vincent Arik Cordova on November 15 to Maryann and Danial Cordova. Born the second of two boys, he always got into fights with his brother David. David always won though, being the stronger and larger of the two. Around Vincent's 13th birthday, he had a complete attitude change when he switched from being always hyper and happy to being more calm and reserved. Just after his 16th birthday his mother developed breast cancer. She died on his 17th birthday. Afterward, Vincent's dad started drinking heavily. The two drifted apart.
Shortly before his mom died, though, Vince got interested in horses. Ok so he had always been interested, but he took an interest in competing. He took every bit of that seriously, not wanting to let down his ailing mom.
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ABOUT YOU...
Age: 23
Years RPing: I lost count hehe
RL Horse Experience: very little, but I do my research
Example Post:Soft pad falls disturbed the dusty dirt on the ground of desolate graveyard. Ray walked along the rows of unmarked graves to find the one whose body he knew was buried under the soil. Stooping, he placed a flower atop the grave. Ash hadn’t deserved the end he got. He didn’t deserve the bullet they put in his head. And all because he couldn’t fight anymore, no thanks to the opponent he had been fighting breaking his back. Sure he would have been dead weight as a fighter, but Ash had other talents that made him valuable.
No. Instead they had put him down like some rabid animal. Ray sighed. He could still remember the screams of the opponents that he had maimed or killed when they had forced him to fight to satisfy his master’s greed. But he smiled at the memory of hearing his master beg for his life after Ray had killed the bodyguards his master held so dear. He wasn’t usually violent but he loved making that man squirm before ripping his throat out. Let no one say that Kailorans weren’t dangerous.
He raised his hand to touch the collar around his neck. Mentally, he cursed his planets lack of technology. If they had had technology back on Kailora then he might have the knowledge to remove the collar from about his neck. His thoughts were interrupted by a sound from behind him. Thinking it might be another person trying to sneak up on him, he was immediately on edge, ready to run or fight as the situation called for it. He’d die before he let someone cage him again.