Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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i found one of mums cookbooks. she turned a page down on cookies you like! do you want me to try and make some? i thought the others might like them too.
he knew that he probably hadn't been supposed to hear the words his father had spoken quietly into the empty back yard but he hadn't been able to help it. it was early and quiet so as soon as the door had been opened a crack he'd heard him. he wanted to tell his dad that he was wrong. it wasn't like there was a right way to handle having your family shatter. they were all trying their best to survive and maybe his father and siblings wouldn't see that right now but he could. he could see it in them and it hurt him that he couldn't make it better for them. that's what his mother would expect him to do. she'd tell him he needed to make them smile, to make them feel like it wasn't the end and they still had their whole lives in front of them. but he couldn't tell them that because as much as he knew that's what she'd say to him, he didn't feel it. they had to go on without the one person who could keep them all in line and there was no getting over that. he chewed his lip a little as he twisted the plate in his hand as he took a breath and crossed the porch, thinking the best thing was to just let his dad think he hadn't heard it. he hoped he was right.
he smiled as his dad patted his shoulder and he reached his hand up to rest it against his dad's arm for a second before he let it drop down beside him. he'd been born with too much energy to sleep in late, even on the weekends. as much as he loved to try and sleep in, he never really could. there was just too much fun to be had and do outside of his room, well there had been at least. "and miss the sunrise? never." he said with a grin as he settled against the leg of the chair his dad was sitting on. "i already had one, you have it all." he lied in what he hoped was an easy way. he could easily make himself something else when he went back inside but he didn't know the last time his dad had actually eaten a proper meal, so he wanted him to eat it all. he rested the side of his head against his dad's knee lightly as they sat there in the coolness, the silence of the morning and the crispness of the air. "you doing anything today?" he asked, sort of hoping shaun said he didn't so crev could spend some time with him today. but if his dad was busy or didn't want to, he wouldn't complain.
when crev woke up as the sun started to shine through his window he was very glad it was the weekend. the weekend meant that he didn't have to go to school and face the teachers whose classes he was failing. they'd given him all the leeway they could and now they'd said they needed him to step up a little and try harder in their classes. he saw the mountain of work sitting on his desk, though he was pretty sure it had been his oldest brothers desk at one point and had just trickled down to him through his brothers. he kicked off his rugs and tried his best to ignore it as he pulled the sheets up to make it at least look tidy and he grabbed all the dirty clothes he could find on his floor. it didn't take him long to gather the rest of the dirty clothes in the bathrooms around the house and the next thing he knew the washing machine was going. it was still early so he didn't think any of his brothers would be up just yet and he did think he was right when he same downstairs to find it empty of people.
he saw danny curled up on the tiled floor of the kitchen and he grinned a little, getting down on all fours so he could ruffle the old dogs fur gently and tussle his ears. he took the toy the dog offered him happily and he stood up, letting danny tug him around the kitchen for a few minutes before the old dog took himself back to his bed and started chewing on the toy. "tired old boy?" he said with a affectionate smile as he went about making himself breakfast. he did think about making something for everyone but he didn't know when they'd surface from their rooms. a few months ago the house would have been buzzing with activity and noise. his mother would be cooking and his father would be sitting at the table with her, his brothers flitting in and out of the room as the food was cooked and served and there would be a huge fight over who was doing the dishes. now it was just him in the cold kitchen and he didn't know if there would ever be another one of those breakfasts again.
he stood there with the door to the fridge open for longer than he should have but it had taken him a little time to figure out what he wanted to eat, they were running low again and he'd used what money he'd had to buy groceries last week. he settled on some of the leftover shepherds pie that derek had brought over a few days ago and he grabbed some cheese and bread. when in doubt, leftover jaffles were the way to go. he set about making it, heating up the sandwich press as he buttered the bread, setting it on the press and hearing it sizzle as it cooked. it was then he heard danny scratch the back door and whine and he left what he was doing to open it so the dog could go out. as the door opened he caught sight of his father sitting on the back steps and he chewed his lip.
it had been hard for all of them since their mother had died and crev felt her loss everytime he took a breath. but he knew it must be worse for his dad. after all he'd loved her for longer than he and his brothers had been alive and that needed to count for something. crev had been trying to make it easier on him since the funeral. he'd helped his dad when he'd been too drunk to stand, cleaned up messes, thrown out empty bottles and not said anything, washed clothes, done dishes and he'd tried to keep ontop of things but with all his brothers it had felt like a never ending battle and he was losing it. so he couldn't help but feel like he was letting his dad down and also letting his mum down because he couldn't help his dad. the thought almost brought tears to his eyes but he shoved them back down as he walked back to his food and he slipped it onto a plate and cut it in half while it was piping hot.
grabbing a glass while it cooled just slightly, he poured the last of the juice from the container, noting that he should probably start at least making a list of what they needed and he threw the empty bottle in the bin before he grabbed the plate from the bench and he walked back to the back door, pushing it fully open with his foot he walked out onto the back steps and sat next to his dad. "here dad." he said with a smile as he set them down next to him. "i made you breakfast." he said as he leaned his elbows on his knee. "pot luck jaffle."
full name • creven patrick breckah nicknames • crev, ev, evie & the list goes on. age • fourteen. birthday • july 4th. occupation • student. gender • male. sexuality • teenager.
the appearance
face claim• jace norman.
identifying features• dark brown eyes, blondish brown hair that bleaches slightly in the sunlight, a crooked nose from breaking it a few years ago.
the personality
likes • dogs, sunshine, fresh air, music, playing guitar, old movies from like the 90's, soccer, field hockey, being part of a team, his family, laying on the floor, sleeping with a fan on, travelling, swimming, being the center of attention. dislikes • running for no reason, school, boats - they make him sick, monday mornings, getting dressed up, wearing ties, hats, long hair, sitting for long periods, lack of sleep, getting up early, puzzles. strengths • his musical talent, his confidence & his attitude. weaknesses • peanuts - he's allergic & need to make people smile. dreams • to play guitar for the stars. fears • losing another parent, peanuts, jace's outbursts. overall personality • if there is one thing that sticks out about creven, it is that while he loves his family, he's really nothing like the rest of them. being the youngest his personality is still forming but so far there are some stark differences with him and his brothers. he loves hard and he's not afraid to show affection. he's the kid that would throw his arms around his parents necks and his brothers when they came home, he's never shied away from affection and he's never bought into talk that he shouldn't show it. he knows that his older brothers are like that but he just puts it down to them pretending to be tough. perhaps that's where he gets it from, he's the baby so he's never really had to worry about anyone but his brothers ragging on him and he knows they'd never hurt him. this has given him something of a freedom the other breckah boys didn't have to be themselves.
he's kind to almost everyone he meets, he cares about the people in his family and he cares about the world he lives in. he's never been one to throw fists but he's more than capable of engaging in a verbal sparring match, courtesy of the family he grew up in. he's tough when he needs to be and he'll never back down but he would rather use his words than his fists, but he does know how to use the fists. his father made sure of that, he just doesn't like to use violence. he's got so much energy he doesn't know what to do with it most of the time and he'll give anything a go once, be it food or an experience he's there. he knows what he likes and he's sure of himself but he does tend to think he's a lot funnier than he is. he's a dreamer and he can't settle on a path he wants to take in life, he just wants to have fun, change the world and travel to every corner of it.
the history
father • Shaun Gavin Breckah , 43, boxer. mother • tracey breckah - deceased. siblings • keith breckah - 23. DEREK DANIEL BRECKAH , 22. stephen breckah - 20. MAVERICK THOMAS BRECKAH - 19. Jace Christian Breckah - 17. LINCOLN HARVEY BRECKAH - 16. paul breckah - 15. important people • his extended family and the family that isn't blood. hometown • hickstead, england. overall history • crev was born and bred in hickstead england. he's a local through and through and while he wants to travel the world and see everything it has to offer, this little town is the place that he'll always call home. it's the place where he grew up with his brothers, in a house that was chaotic and full of boys, full of mess but mostly full of love too. their mother made sure of that. he was the youngest of eight and that meant there was a fairly large age gap between him and his older brothers but that didn't stop him from following them all around as soon as he learned to walk. he wanted to be involved with everything and often trailed along behind them as fast as his little legs could. it was a life of hand me downs and budgeting and needing to get in first so you didn't miss out on the good food but he wouldn't want to change his up bringing for anything.
growing up it was clear that he was almost an exact copy of their mother. he had the same nature, the instinct to take care of people and to love without condition. he didn't care that his dad was gone long hours trying to make money for them to survive, he was just happy to see him at the end of the day. he didn't care when his brothers ignored him for their friends or left him behind when they went out. he was just happy to spend time with them when he did. he was the easiest going child because he was happy just to go with the flow of the family. he didn't make trouble when he didn't have to and while he got into the usual amount of trouble for testing the limits, he didn't actively go looking like some of his older brothers.
when things changed for their family, it threw him into a 360. he'd never thought that their family would change this way, he thought that for sure they'd be adding to it rather than losing the person who held them together like glue. news of his mother's death came so quick that he felt like it physically knocked the wind out of him. he felt like he couldn't breath from the time the call came through to when they went to the hospital. he can remember link screaming, derek arriving but the rest of the night is a total blur. the weeks that followed were the same. the funeral seemed to fly past and the goodbye they'd been able to say felt inadequate to the person she'd been in their lives and the house felt different, colder and a little less warm.
life at home just kept spiraling further and further down and he had no idea how to stop it. his father was drunk most of the time, derek moved out of the house and it was like another loss so soon after their mother. jace seemed to become worse than he had in his life and link was different. the house fell into a state of disrepair and it was hard to get a handle on it no matter how he tried. while he didn't know how to help he did the only thing he could, he tried to cheer everyone up. he tried to be there for his dad, help him with a smile and the same for his brothers. he hid his pain behind a smile because it seemed like the right thing to do. it was what he felt his mother would do and that was what they were missing. their mother. he's spent the last month trying to get the house cleaned up, cleaning up after his father, dealing with the loss of his mother and watching his brothers slowly pull away and break apart and it weighs on him heavily that they might break altogether. that thought terrifies him more than anything because his family is his life and trying to keep up appearances for them leaves him feeling like the world is on his shoulders. not to mention school ... which he's currently starting to fail at.
the role player
alias • batman's robin age • sometime in the 90's other characters • count em if you can catch em
