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[Dia.]

{{Thankies! Can't wait to start}}

[RαrєHuskíєs]

Username- яαяєнυѕкιєѕ
Name- Genevieve Manengo .
Nickname?- Vive , or call me Vivace , which means Lively in French .
Age- 18 years of age .
Gender- Female , thank you very much .
Discipline- English , Show Jumping , Dressage and such .
Personality- Genevieve is what you call a 'All around' kind of personality . She has many good traits that have originated from her experiences in life .
She is a Loyal girl , and always has your back . She keeps secrets , and always stays by your side , as she had always had to be there for her family . It's a helpful trait to have . She is devoted , and always cares for her friends and loved ones . She devotes herself to Vanity , and is always working with her , trying to get better , showing her ambitious side , which is helpful as well . When it somes to her elders and respected ones , even all those around her that deserve it , she is very courteous , and always thinks about them before herself . She will always try to please those around her before she thinks about herself , showing her unselfish side .
Thanks to years of having to earn money and then after her hardships , she took care of a horse of her own , and she always had her many chores , and those gave her the good trait of responsibility , that she hasn't lost . She always keeps her word , and never makes promises she can't keep . Due to her many years of change and years of having nothing to call her own , she is very flexible , and is always thankful for what she has . She embraces change , and never shies down from a challenge , she is incredibly focused . But what really makes her who she is is that she is Modest and Friendly , Mature , and Independent . She is a wonderful friend , and her good traits outshine her bad ones . She can sometimes be reserved , when she falls back into the memories of her past , or she remembers her lost loved ones , when she wonders what really happened to her parents when they left her and her siblings . If her siblings are happy , if they found their way in life . She can also be reluctant at times , and unresponsive , but once she gets out of her funk , there is nothing that can stop her .
History- Geneveive was born in a small town in France , to her parents Galadrielle and Franke . She had two older sisters , Eloquence and Chianti , and a younger brother , Donatello . Her family was low on money , and their little house was always going without water or electricity , and her parents were always away , working two or three jobs each . They owned a small pastry shop , that had a low income , but helped nonetheless . At the age of 7 , all the children would begin working there , trying to earn their keep . Vive was fine with this , and for the next few years , after her brother also started working , the income got a little better , but then everything crashed around her . At the age of 12, the shop was arsoned , and the major source of their income failed , and soon they lost their house . Her parent's were unsure what to do , but they were desperate , so desperate , that they sent all 4 children to a orphanage . Eloquence was then 17 , Chianti was 13 , Geneveive was 12 , and Donatello was 9 .
At that orphanage , they all were miserable . Kids would tease them that their parents didn't want them anyways , and as time passed , the kids grew closer , and silent more often , their spirits broken . But when Eloquence turned 18 , she was allowed to leave . At first , she tried to take her family with her , so they could be free , but due to certain rules , she was unable to save them . That was the last they saw of Eloquence . Another year passed in that miserable place , and Chianti turned 15 . She was adopted by an elderly couple who had just lost their own teenager , the same age Chianti was . Vive was happy for her , but as the same with Eloquence , her and Donatello never saw her again .
A few more months past , and Vive was 14 , and Donatello was 11 . He was still a cute little boy , and a few weeks later , a young couple came by , and fell in love with his dirty blonde hair , and his periwinkle blue eyes . Vive was now totally alone . But it was only a month later , that a middle aged couple stopped by on their travels from the states . They stopped by her room , and seemed to inspect her . With a short nod to the Head master , they smiled , and reached out their hands toward her . At that time , she spoke no English , only French . It took 2 months for all the papers to be filled out for her adoption , due to them being from the States , but August 8th , she was taken back to the state of Virginia , where the middle aged couple lived on a large estate with barns and horses galore . Back in France she had always seen the elegant animals and always wished to have one , but was never allowed due to tight money . The couple's names were Hector and Amelia , and they loved her dearly . She was homeschooled , and taught English within a year , which she could by then speak rather fluently .
On her 15th birthday , she was awoken and taken to the barn . She was always allowed to ride the grounds' horses , but this was different . Before her stood a tall , gorgeous Dappled Grey horse they called a Thoroughbred . It has long , spindly but strong legs , and a short cropped mane that waved slightly in the breeze flowing through the barn . All she could do was squeal with excitement , and throw her arms around the large Mare , who she went to name Vanity Fair , after her favorite magazine , and due to how beautiful the horse was .
From then on , her and the horse formed a bond , and she trained her and made her perfect for eachother . When she turned 18 , she moved out , and took Vanity with her , and was soon enrolled in the Hunting Ground Equestrian Facility , where she can now be found . Life has turned out fine for her , but she never forgets her hardships , and those that loved her . It has made her who she is today .
Strengths/Weaknesses- She is great at Jumping , and her ability to communicate with others socially is phenomenal , as she is very open hearted and kind . She is however , terrible at Holding her tongue on certain occasions , and Dressage can sometimes be a weak point for her , but she never stops trying .
Sexual Orientation- Straight
Crush- I haven't a crush , not enough time , my horses are more important .
Horse Preference- Need You Know .
Other- None

Username- яαяєнυѕкιєѕ
Show Name- Vanity Fair
Barn Name- Vanity , Allure
Age- 4 years of age
Breed- Purebred Thoroughbred
Gender- Mare
Owner- Genevieve Manengo
Personality- Vanity , as she is called by Vive , is a very reserved mare . She is well tempered though , as she came from extraordinary bloodlines . She is very obedient , and is a one person horse . She socializes well with other horses usually , but she can have her 'mare moments' as Vive calls them , when she is in total rebellion against everyone . Overall though , Vanity is a well rounded mare , and competes very well . Most wish they had this horse .

[bambi,]

"My name is

but you can call me Jessie.

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ㄨWhat's your name?
→♦◊|"As I already said before, my name is Jezebel Meghan Marie Richards, but I go by Jessie."
Jezebel was named after her grandmother on her mother's side, Jezebel Hannah Jackson. The names Meghan and Marie come from her fathers side of the family. Meghan and Marie Richards were twin sisters who unfortunately passed away in a car accident when they were 15. Jezebel prefers to be called Jessie because it's less formal, or so she thinks.

ㄨHow old are you?
→♦◊|"I'm seventeen and a couple of months." Jezebel was born on the 23rd of October, in the year of 1994. It was a cold, windy day with a few periods of showers throughout the day. Jessie was born three weeks before her due date, and due to this, was quite small and the doctors had feared she wouldn't make it, but little Jezebel Meghan Marie Richards sure proved them wrong.

ㄨAre you female or male?
→♦◊|"Are you crazy?! Obviously I'm a girl!" Jezebel was born a girl and still remains a girl. She's never for a second doubted it, and neither should you.

ㄨWhat do you look like?
→♦◊|Jessie Richards is a slightly shorter than average seventeen year old girl. She's not abnormally short, but back in Calgary, Alberta, she was the shortest of her friends. She has

ㄨWhat's your personality like?
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ㄨTell us something nobody knows about yourself.
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ㄨAre you in a relationship?
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ㄨTell us about your horse
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((WIP! c:))

Name: Evian Summer
Pronounced: Ev-e-an Sum-mer
Age: 18
Gender: Female

"Hey! My names Evian Summer. I am Eighteen years old; and i think you can tell i am a female. That is all i would usually tell somebody i had just met, but since you asked to nicely, i will tell you a bit more about myself. I like the name that my parents gave me, it is unique, meaning that i think i am the only one who has this name. I like it for that reason. It is not a name like Emily, where there is a lot of people with that name. But Evian is different, there is only a few. I am Eighteen, finally i am free! Free from my parents, who are quite mean. But more on them later. I love being Eighteen, 'cause now i can do what i want. I think you can tell i am a female, i mean who wouldn't! "

[burnham]

-Please finish your forms by tomorrow so we can start over the weekend. Thanks-

[burnham]

-We are going to start because I don't want this role play to die. I'll have my starting post up later.-

[Dia.]

{{Awesome. I'm going to a horse show today, so when I reply, it might be later.
I would post now, but I am unsure how to start. xD}}

[ephemeral.light]

Could I please reserve one of the male spots? I'll create a form and fill it out for myself as soon as possible.

[burnham]

-Sure thing! ^^ Good luck at your horse show!-

[burnham]

--вιѕнσρ

This was it! Today was the day Bishop left his home for good and started riding at River Valley Equestrian Academy. The boy awoke tired since he had just fallen asleep a mere four hours before he had to wake up and get everything packed. He was so excited about his new journey and the prize at the end! He'd knew this was going to be a once-in-a-lifetime experience, and the boy couldn't wait to embark on the journey.
With a sigh Bishop hopped out of bed and got into the shower, making sure he was clean for his first day. He knew that he wasn't going to be clean for the rest of the time he was there because of working around horses, so he wanted to make a good first impression. Besides, there would probably be cute girls there that he would have to impress.
After showering for a little while he got out and dried himself off. He then got dressed in a usual outfit for Bishop; worn, faded jeans, an undershirt, and a button up shirt. Today's shirt was red, but he had them in a myriad of colors. The way he dressed was that typical of a western rider that had grown up in the country. It was just how he was raised and who he was.
Bishop had already loaded his truck with all the things he would be taking to River Valley, his clothes, riding apparel, tack, grooming supplies, and a few other things like his guitar. The boy hated to do things last minute, and the only thing he had left to do was to load his horse; a blue roan mare named Ocala.
The mare he had bought just three years ago was his best friend. He loved the horse more than words could describe, and he would cease to exist if anything bad ever happened to her. His trainer had found the mare for him and they instantly clicked when he rode her for the first time. It was like a match made in heaven.
Bishop headed down the stairs of his house for the last time and he said good-bye to his mothers dog, Jett. He headed out of the door and to the stables to get his mare. Bishop's family live on a ranch, so he was always around horses, even from a very young age. He had learned to ride right after he had learned to walk, mostly to help his father with the cattle work on his ranch. They had about a thousand head of cattle that they needed to herd twice of every year. Bishop hated cattle-cutting, so he worked with a trainer that specialized in reining instead. He loves to rein, as well as do a bit of western pleasure.
Bishop reached the trailer that was already attached to his truck and he dropped down the ramp to load his quarter horse mare in the back. He checked her hay net and it was still full. She would get bored on the ride if she didn't have some food to munch on.
Bishop headed into the barn and was greeted with a few nickers from the horses in the stalls. They only had six stalls in the barn so it was on the small side, but perfect for their cattle horses and then Ocala. She didn't enjoy working with the cows that much so when Bishop had to help he rode a gelding named Corona instead.
"Hey girly," he greeted the mare as he clipped a green lead rope to her halter and brought her out of the stall and outside towards the trailer. The blue roan mare pricked her ears as she saw the trailer and then she got on it with ease. She was taken off the ranch for competitions all the time so trailers were never a scary thing for her. Bishop had trained her well.
After checking the latch for the ramp and then checking the hitch Bishop hopped into his truck and started down the long driveway of his family's farm. He really didn't want to come back, only for visits and stuff. He wanted to get his name known in the horse world and he figured that River Valley would do that for him. With a smile he turned on the radio and turned down the road to start the hour and a half journey to River Valley Equestrian Academy.