Post by Lane Taylor on Jul 19, 2012 22:13:08 GMT -8
LANE -- JAY -- TAYLOR !
BASICS...
Face Claim: Lian Hemsworth
Full Name: Lane Jay Taylor
Nicknames: LJ
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 5' 10"
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Occupation: Student
Team: Polleo
Goal for HA: Lane's goal is to win as many Cross Country meets as possbile. He strives to have the best horse there can be and be at the top of everything. He intends to have many girlfriends and to also be widely known as the guy on top.
Five Likes:
- Challenges
- Adrenaline
- Alcohol
- Women
- Cross Country
Five Dislikes:
- Mushy Love
- Fear
- Liars
- Negative People
- Losing
HOME LIFE...
Parents: Stacy and Greg Taylor - both deceased
Siblings: Jane Taylor - deceased
Other: Gabbie Taylor (aunt)
Riding History: As a child Taylor lost his family except his only aunt who took him in. Turning into a problem child Taylor's aunt could only feel confident that sending him to Cross Country classes would keep in line and out of trouble - but it didnt. He tended to get into fights with other guys and pushed his horse to the limit, often putting them in danger of injury. He skipped lessons to drink and party, feeling that his only necesity was his YOLO reputation. However he grew fond of Cross Country over time as he began to win more events - feeling even more 'powerful' over the other riders. Fearing that Taylor would revert back to his worse times, his Aunt made him apply for HA - and after a few months landed him here.
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ABOUT YOU...
Age: 18
Years RPing: Cant remember
RL Horse Experience: Plenty
Example Post: minimum 200 words!A faint cough escaped his throat as he followed the sidewalk. His piercing blue eyes glanced about the bustling street, searching for any kind of shelter to hide him from the beating sun. The season had just fell into summer and it had come with avengence. Lane lifted up his black flat bill hat and wiped the sweat from his forehead before readjusting it back on his dark brown hair. It was hot, something very unusual for Montana and no one knew why it was so. It hadn’t rained for weeks and the crackling earth was showing signs of defeat. So was everything living on it. People left and right have been fallen victim to the heat wave and Lane was starting to come down with the illness as well. It was nothing serious – just a little bit of dizziness when he went without water after a while. Nothing to be too concerned with.
Grabbing his collar bellow his chin he quickly pulled it away from him multiple times trying to fan himself. This is ridiculous.. He began to blink numerous times as his sight slightly blurred. This was not normal – it was far from it. Hour of riding his bike on the track didn’t compare to the wall he had just the other night. Just walking out into the sun sent him running for cover. Lane had come into town to grab a few items for his new home and was now on his way back to his vehicle. Turns out braving the midday was turning out to be a horrid idea. He began scanning each window he passed by for signs of water and stumbled upon a BBQ house. While his stomach sat in silence his tongue ached in thirst. Hurriedly he slipped in through the doors and approached a small woman at the podium. A sweet aroma floated off of her as she welcomed him. ”Just one.” He said with a faint slur as he rested his hands on his waist and took in the cool a/c.
Lane glanced around the restaurant and took off his hat to rub off the sweat it was creating then set it back down once more. BBQ soon replaced the perfume and his stomach slightly cringed. He couldn’t tell whether he was hungry or the food was making him sick to his stomach. Either way, he was thirsty and wanted a drink more than anything. Glancing back at the girl he grinned while trying to recollect himself to appear as if he wasn’t in distress. She was a pretty thing, looked almost too innocent to be true. Yet he couldn’t keep his thoughts on her. His throat was screaming for water. ”Sorry,” He chuckled, shrugging his shoulders, ”that sun is starting to turn into a bitch.” Lane finished with a shake of his head and he took in a deep breath and glanced toward an empty booth. ”I just need some water.” Lane didn’t want to seem like a wuss to her, however he knew a good glass of water would set himself straight again
