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[Kalisan]

Samantha Brooks
Group B :: Lady :: Show Jumping
♥ Single ♥

>> In the Dorms
>> With: Emily
>> Mood: Calm
>> Wearing: Barn Dressy Casual

Sam left the boys and walked quickly to the trailer, a soft smile still playing on her lips. It wasn't that she really felt anything for Samuel, at least, not yet really. But he was kind and the conversation had left her in a good mood. Perhaps she would make friends at Ravenwood, fit in after all. Upon reaching the trailer, she stopped and looked around. The morning had grown warmer and now the horses were mostly in their stalls. Michael had disappeared into the barn and while she had considered seeing if he needed help, She was eager to see her new living quarters.

Louis greeted her when she opened the truck door and Sam carefully placed him into the passenger side seat. She rolled her eyes then removed her iPhone from her pocket and sent a text to Michael. 'Come get the cat! Tack can wait. Heading to the dorm.' The truck gave a soft groan as Sam keyed the ignition then, after some sputtering, started to life. She moved the truck and rig into their assigned parking space not far down, then stepped out again to un-hitch the trailer and remove any essentials from the trailer. Soon she was parked in front of the dorm, fighting to keep Louis in the truck as she removed her things. "Just stay in!" Sam said, finally closing the cat in the cab. She'd left the windows cracked open, and the day was still cool enough that the cat would be comfortable in the truck, but Samantha hoped her brother got him out soon.

"Now... where do I get my room key?" Sam whispered to herself. With trunk, backpack and computer bag all in tow, she made her way awkwardly towards the building. Inside, Sam waited in line for her room key and thought about her future roommate. Emily Campbell. The 'First Day Information' letter had read. Also a show jumper. Samantha found herself hoping that the girl would be neat. If going to boarding school had taught her anything, it was that messy people drove her crazy. The dorm attendant returned from her office with the dorm key and Sam proceeded upstairs.

She entered the dorm to find Emily tidying up. Well, at least thats a good sign. Emily's long auburn hair hung loose down her back and Sam could see the edges of tattoos peeking out from under her shirt. Samantha thought about what her mother would have said if she had seen the girl. A woman of high society Alison Brooks did not approve of tattoos or piercings especially on girls. Sam didn't mind them really, but as someone who was somewhat sheltered in life and also very much 'preppy' {if not high-society} the girls appearance took her slightly off guard. Stop worrying Sam, you two could get along fine. But being honest she wasn't so sure.

She smiled and entered the room. "You must be Emily." She said, moving towards the open bed and setting her bags at the foot. "I'm Samantha..." Even to Sam's ears the greeting sounded stiff and formal. "So... your a jumper too, correct?"

((Sorry, I feel like this is kind of a weak post...))

[WishMo_On]

Emily Campbell

Group B .: Female :. Eighteen
HORSE ; Moonshire ~ Miracle
Mood:Feeling ; Nervous
Tagged:With ; Samantha Brooks
Wearing:Clothes ; Click to view

It wasn't long after Emily had decided her toiletries were nice and ordered, in easy accessible places. She hated being messy and untidy, it annoyed her when she couldn't find what she needed. She had set up her desk with her laptop, android samsung phone and two wooden frames one with a picture of her horse and another with her sister(foster sister). After she was satisfied with the way she had her stuff set out with her timetable in place where she could read it with the calendar, Emily took a seat on the edge of her bed for a moment. She didn't rest for long before tipping out the contents of her clothes bag, getting ready to set out her wardrobe.

Before starting she got changed into some simple clothes as she was getting hot. Chucking her brown leather jacket onto the bed and removing her brown and white cotton flanno she grabbed her kitten singlet and put it on. Pulling her jeans off she replaced them with thin black stockings and short blue denim shorts. After getting changed she sorted her clothes into piles of shirts/tops and jeans/shorts as well as a pile for her good riding clothes. Preparing her coat hangers and replacing her undergarments back in her bag she began to sort her stuff into her wardrobe. Before she managed to finish Emily walked over to her desk by the window and picked up her phone checking if she had received a message from her sister Georgia.

The door opened as Emily starting to hang her coat, entering the room, she smiled "You must be Emily." She said, moving towards the open bed and setting her bags at the foot. "I'm Samantha... So... your a jumper too, correct?" she asked politely. Emily looked up and noticed the soft skin on her face. Suddenly feeling jealous, as she hated her freckles and rough, dry skin. "Hey, nice to meet you, I can call you Sam right?" she asked, trying to make conversation with her room mate. Trying to make eye contact to hide how nervous and shy she was, Emily answered her questions "Yes, I'm Emily. I am a jumper but my horse Miracle is better at cross country, but I prefer the jumping" she tried to explain hoping she was making sense, feeling so nervous she thought she was starting to babble. Her thoughts spun as she hoped this girl too was tidy and organized, she didn't think she could stand if she had to live with a messy room mate for a whole year. What would she do? Trying to keep her self together she smiled and hoped they would become good friends, seeing they would probably be spending a lot of time together.

[Hannah Elise]

Ju-rin Tarnampaw
Group B ~ Eighteen ~ Male
Horse: Royal Garnet ~ Garnet
Feeling: Bored
Wearing: Shirt ~ Jeans ~ Shoes and Skate Board
Carrying:

|| Tagged With ~ No One ||
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Ju-rin patted Garnet on the neck and smiled before leaving the stables. Normally Ju-rin was happy being by himself but it was starting to get a bit bored, sighing he slowly walked towards the dorms. When reaching his room he opened the door and walked over to his desk, pulling out his laptop Ju-rin opened it up to check his emails incase if anyone has contacted him. Most people found him weird in not having a girlfriend or any kind of close friends but hopefully Ju-rin would find friends here, smiling to himself he continued to check his emails.

[~ƆσʋитяʏǤιяℓ~]

ѕĸylαr мαrιe dιαмoɴd

Come on, Meet me. It's not like I'm going to
 bite you. Besides I just ate, I'm not hungry (;

 
ⓑⓐⓢⓘ©ⓢ
нey мy ɴαмeѕ  
"Skylar Marie Diamond"
yoυ нαvιɴɢ тroυвle wιтн ιт?
"Sky-lar Maire Diamond like the stone"
oғ coυrѕe ι нαve α ɴιcĸɴαмe
"Sky"
ɴever αѕĸ α lαdy нer αɢe!
"17 I sure don't look older do I?"
тнe мeαɴιɴɢ
"No Meaning"
reαlly?
"What do I look like?" Female

We live in an age when unnecessary 
things are our only necessities.
― Oscar Wilde

ⓓⓘⓖⓖⓘⓝⓖ ⓓⓔⓔⓟⓔⓡ
тo мe тнιѕ ιѕ мy perѕoɴαlιтy 
I'm very kind, sweet, helpful, and caring. I help out all kinds of people all the time, little kids, big kids, teens, my friends, strangers, parents, homeless, and old people-though they prefer elder. Most adults call me a good kid, I do the right things, mostly, get good grades, usually, and I'm 'good'. I'm also quite friendly. It only takes you about a minute till you realize I'm friendly. I come up to you, wave, smile, and happily chatter away, I might not even know you, but that doesn't stop me. Okay so I'm talkative, but that doesn't mean I'm a loud mouth and cant be trusted.I am actually very trust worthy. You can trust me with any secret you have and will keep it til' the day I die.  I'm punctual, most of the time. I will arrive on time, mostly if not just a few minutes late. People say what time to be there for a reason you know. I'm a very good listener too. I could listen to people talk all day, even if it's about a topic I don't care for or its their problems. I comfort people, just like a stuffed teddy bear, or in my case a plush dog. My friends come to me when there sad, cause they know I'll bring em' back up. I'm full of hope-or a positive thinker. I always see my glass half-full, not half empty. When someones hurt, I think of the positive things. When I take a test, I try and think the most positive thoughts, even if I know I most likely failed it. I may not be the funniest person in the world, but most say I'm pretty funny. I do admit, I like cracking jokes around people, it also usually lightens the moods by putting smiles and laughs in the room. At sometimes I can be sensitive and those little things can really hurt me, most of the  words don't affect me like most people. I'm a very confident person, I was raised that way.I'm not much of a dare devil, but more adventurous. I prefer exploring rather than skydiving or jumping out of a trains way. I am a free spirit, I go with the flow. I handle stress very well, I'm carefree-outside of school, and just love to live life. I'm not the type to argue, but sometimes I just have to. I'm always around with my friends and people I love. When I'm around them, I'm carefree, happy, talkative, goofing off,smiling, and being my self. The few times when I'm not with them, I'm still smiling, being my self, and happy-most of the time.Did I mention I am creative? Well I am, my creativity wheels are always turning in my head. Peer pressure affects everyone, but not that much with me. I know my boundaries and almost never cross them. I'm also quite independent, I do my laundry, I cook my food a couple days a week, I work a part-time job, and pay for everything I want to buy. But there are things that I don't like. I get very embarrassed very easily, which is weird 'cause I'm the last person you would think of to get embarrassed. I get startled very easily, all it takes is a loud sound or unexpected event. The few times I'm in a bad mood, I blow up and can really hurt people, which really bothers me. I hate seeing people.things hurt, especially if I caused it. Most people think I'm the popular cheerleader type. But I'm not, I care about my looks but not to the extreme, and I would not be caught dead in that skimpy cheerleader outfit or with the preps. I'm unique and different like everyone else, and no one will change that.
oĸαy, ι'll тell yoυ мy нιѕтory
I was born in a hospital in Houston , Texas. When I first went home it was in an ranch in the country. I spent most of my childhood, or to me, the day I was born-15years old, or until I moved out. It was a good childhood as some may say. I had an older brother and sister, of course, who liked to play tricks and pranks on me. But it never really bothered me, only the time when he put syrup in my hair. As most kids I , liked wanting to be just like Scarlet, from copying my older sisters moves, to wearing her to-big-for-her clothes. To be honest it really bothered her. But I love my family. Almost everyday we would eat dinner together, and talk about how our days went.  Every Tuesday was Taco Tuesday, every Friday, was family game night, and every Saturday was movie night. Every holiday we went up to Georgia, South Carolina, to visit and celebrate with our relatives. I would study, do good on test, and get good grades. A couple of times I got Honor Role so far. I even did girl scouts from the age of 5-11. It was a pretty normal child hood. I plan on going to college. To be honest, I don't really like talking about my history to random people, so this is just a somewhat vague description of it.
oĸαy нere'ѕ wнαт ι lιĸe 
Animals, Guitar, Singing, Dancing, Cheer, skateboarding, swimming
мy dιѕlιĸeѕ  
bugs and rude people
мy ғαмιly coɴѕιѕт oғ 
My mom, step dad, and twin brothers
мy woɴderғυl нoυѕe 
My House
мy αweѕoмe cαr 
Mustang
мy вeαυтιғυl peтѕ 
Lily Pregnant
Baxter

Sometimes people are beautiful.
Not in looks.Not in what they say.
Just in what they are.
― Markus Zusak

ⓛⓞⓥⓔ ⓛⓘⓕⓔ
ι cαɴ ɢυαrαɴтee мy ѕeхυαl orιeɴтαтιoɴ ιѕ
"100% straight"
yeѕ, ι нαve α crυѕн
"Not Right Now"
ι нαve нαd α ғew вoyғrιeɴdѕ вυт мy cυrreɴт вoyғrιeɴd ιѕ 
"None"
мy dreαм ɢυy woυld вe 
"Just like me"

I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. 
I am as radiant as the sun.
― Suzanne Collins

ⓔⓧⓣⓡⓐⓢ ⓐⓑⓞⓤⓣ ⓜⓔ
yeѕ, мy нαιr ιѕ ɴαтυrαlly
"brown"
ι woυld ѕαy мy eyeѕ αre
"Blue"
ι'м ɴoт ѕнorт ι'м ғυɴ ѕιzed
"5'5 I know I'm short"
doɴ'т αѕĸ α woмeɴ нer weιɢнт
97 pounds
αɴyтнιɴɢ elѕe? 
"none"

My Last Endeavor

Show Name
My Last Endeavor
Barn Name
Endeavor
Breed
Half Arabian
Gender
Mare
Age
5
Color
answer
Discipline
mostly Western but does English
Height
15'2hh
Owner
Skylar
History
When she was a baby she had gotten into a trailer crash the trailer rolled down a hill killing her mom and almost crushing her to death. She was abused in her past. She had an owner that would whip her to the point of bleeding. Skylar had bought her right before they sent her to the slaughter house. She gained the her trust and skylar became best friends with her. Skylar can get her to do anything. She is going to be bred and have a baby soon.
Personality
She is shy to new people because of her past. She isn't aggressive though. She is one of the best mare you can put with any rose and she gets along fine. She has a fear of trailers of the trailer she was in a flip down a hill killing her mom and almost crushing her to death. She will do really well in shows  once she is there.

[love lucy]

@invaderzim ;; accepted, will update front page.
@everyone ;;; guys i've been away due to emergency
traveling, but now i'm back. reading through all the
posts now, to see what i missed. sorry for my lack of
attendance, but i'm here and will post as soon
as i catch up.

[~ƆσʋитяʏǤιяℓ~]

Thank you, is there anyone open?))

[Hannah Elise]

{Ju-rin is open}

[WishMo_On]

bump..

[WishMo_On]

bump. please don't let this role play die.

[Hannah Elise]

{bump}