Post by Ashley Fox on Jan 5, 2013 11:24:04 GMT -8
ASHLEY-- MARIE -- FOX !
BASICS...
Face Claim: Miley Cyrus.
Full Name: Ashley Marie Fox.
Nicknames: Ash, Ashley, "the Fox."
Hair Colour: Brown.
Eye Colour: Green.
Height: 5"2.
Age: 18.
Gender:
Occupation: Student.
Team:
Goal for HA: She is a flirt, no doubt about it, yet deep down her one goal is something most wouldn't expect. Her goal is to find Mr. Right some day and settle down. Her other goal is to be a championship horse rider and be famous among the horse community- or just famous in general. Although one may think of her as vain, she really isn't and is actually kind and caring.
Five Likes:
- Boys.
- Horses.
- Photography.
- Make up.
- Perfume.
- Trying out new hair styles.
Five Dislikes:
- Homework.
- Cleaning up horse manure.
- Being told what to do.
- Being rejected.
- People who think they are better then others.
HOME LIFE...
Parents:
Brittany Fox- mother.
Charles Fox- father.
Siblings: A thirteen year old sister named Alice.
Other: None.
Riding History: Her parents met when they were teens and became a couple right away. The grandparents were rich but never spoiled any of their children. They gave them what they needed and nothing more. Even living in a small, tiny house instead of a bigger house. Well back to the story.. Within a few months of the relationship (Brittany and Charles) Brittany found out she was pregnant. After telling Charles she told her parents.. and at first they freaked. Big time. Well, when she told them she was going to keep the baby, they let her move back home and gave her money for raising the kid. As much money as she wanted, seeing as how they were rich. Her parents were never the best riders and had never owned a horse.. but now that the grandparents were giving them money they bought a small ranch and a pony, hoping their daughter would want to ride. And she did.. And although they shouldn't be spending her college fund on horses, they wanted their daughter to follow her dreams and ride... Soon she started talking about horses and learned to ride the pony. They had the heart and the money to make sure their daughter was one of the best, if not the best and make all her dreams come true. Or so they hoped.
Meanwhile she found something besides horses that she loved almost as much.. Photography! Taking photos, capturing the moment, she loved it all.. She would even take photos while mounted on a horse.
They got her a trainer and helped her improve her riding skills as she became older. Then tragedy struck. Her grandpa died of a heart attack, leaving behind his inheritance to Ashley. Ashley used it to get more training, and then she found out about an elite academy. She wrote a letter with her parents eagerly helping her with the details. Waited.. and heard back..
She was accepted! And she was off, to start a new life. Now that she had a new school to go to she is sure to make more friends and become the best she can be.
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ABOUT YOU...
Name/Alias: Stephanie.
Age: 23.
Years RPing: 8.
RL Horse Experience: Not much riding skills, but I do have a strong bond with horses. PS: I'm taking riding lessons this spring and summer.
Example Post:(From a dog RP I was on.
Used for first bio fyi Max Black)
The day was gloomy and gray, the sun had risen over the horizon several hours ago... Yet it was still early, perhaps only seven in the morning. But time didn't matter to canines, nor to one particular canine. The tan and white corgi was walking through the city with her head down, and as it started to rain her body shivered a little.
Thunder sounded overhead, lightening flashing over the darkening horizon. The skies were quickly going from gray to black, the already cold autumn air turning slightly more chilly. The corgi, known as Jinx, wandered past what looked like a body of large water.. Known otherwise as the beach.
She had never seen the ocean or even large lakes before. Blinking a few times, she saw the high waves washing ashore in the storm on what would otherwise be a calmer body of water. Deciding to go have a closer look at the white sandy beach and roaring waves, she came down the slope and looked around, sniffing a crab as it waddled by. Unfortunately, the crab didn't take too kindly to being examined by her, and a claw clamped down on her nose. Rearing upward and shaking her head to and fro, she sent the crab flying through the air while her nose bled from where the claw had clamped down on it... Whining softly, she went towards the water to wash off her nose...
As she came towards the water she dipped her nose into the water and yelped. It was salty, and it hurt her cut worse then the original claw had hurt. Stinging her nose, she swiped a paw over her nose in an attempt to get the sting out of it. Burying her nose in the sand, she only got minor relief. Her stomach growled as she looked around, hoping to find a rabbit or something to eat.. There was none, only the crab.. An idea formed, but she didn't favor the idea.. But as her stomach growled she stalked up in the direction of the crab, unaware she could likely snag a fish from the water with more ease. Then again she knew nothing of lakes, oceans, or rivers, for she had rarely seen any, and never one this big.
"Oh how did I manage to get into this mess.." She said more to herself then to anyone. She approached the crab and bit down into it, its claw quickly clamped around her lower jaw. She whined as she bit down harder, a growl coming from her throat as a renewed fury came over her when the crab tried to clamp down her tongue, yet failed.
The crabs grip loosened, she found that it was quite dead.. As the crabs dead claw dropped lifelessly, she attacked the claw, as if to teach the dead crab a lesson or perhaps just get revenge. Then her stomach growled, reminding her of the true reason why she had killed the crab to begin with.
A gusty wind came by her and the scent of the crab and blood wafted into her nostrils, she examined the crabs shell with interest and then bit into it, chewing on the shell and spitting out as much of the shell as she could.. She kept on biting into the crab, chewing and spitting the shell until she reached meat. It wasn't much, hardly enough to put her stomach to ease, but it was food. As she finished the crab, she briefly wondered what had come over her.. She wasn't usually so aggressive towards her prey. Maybe it was the fact that she hadn't eaten a good meal in so long.. If only she had stuck with a pack, maybe then she could at least have a good meal every now and then. Maybe even a mate, pups, or something of a family. Tears filled her eyes, she blinked them away. Sitting down, she looked around and let out a lonely howl.
