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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Dallas had arrived before the White's. Having been at Seven Oaks since he'd moved to the area almost six years ago, he had a fair amount of respect for the family and it's clients. He didn't believe anyone at the yard would have had the capacity to do something like this though, even with the rivalry thick between competitors. He'd felt that rivalry when competing, had even let it needle him a little to really spur him on and encourage his thirst to win. But he didn't let it get to his head - that was where you had to draw the line between competitiveness and being a full on meathead.
He had put himself into the wreckage - he was larger built than others, and he was happy to help heft about the heavy stuff so the others could decide what was worth keeping. He'd picked out a few bits of what was left of a saddle and bridle, wincing at the expensive brand cut into the leather - such a shame. His mouth twisted, brows lowering as he wondered how someone could go this far. Someone could have been hurt or killed, hell so could the horses. For any horse lover, it was downright insane. He glanced up as a couple of the White's headed his way. "There's a few heavy rafters here that we could do with lifting together,"
GENDER: dude AGE: twenty-seven D.O.B: 17th october SEXUALITY: Straight STATUS: single PLAY-BY: chris evans HEIGHT: 6ft2 HAIR: light brown EYES: blue
"AND MAKE YOU FALL IN LOVE"
TATTOOS: tribal tattoo on right bicep SCARS: a couple from riding accidents DRINK: getting over alcoholism SMOKE: nope DRIVE: yep GLASSES: yes but prefers his contacts HOME: oldaker avenue, number four BORN AND RAISED: kentucky, usa
"I WOULD ALREADY HAVE YOU"
Cocky. Arrogant. Fun loving. Carefree. Determined. Stubborn. Head strong. Impulsive. competitive. gentlemanly. chivalrous. wants to take care of people. good time keeper. dedicated.
LIKES: Girls , Horses , Coffee , Cold Beer , Snow , Riding , TV , Scary movies , Crowded places , Cities , Laughing , Hugs , Music , Money , Spending money on his girlfriends DISLIKES: Really hot days , Doing nothing , Heights , Being bored , Slushy girl movies , Being outwhitted , Being rejected , Laying in , Long walks , Being ill , Annoying people , Power cuts , Electrical devices that don't work STRENGTHS: Amazing horse-rider. , Patient , Creative , Light-hearted , Competitive WEAKNESSES: Stubborn , One-track minded , Women , Seeing abused horses , Having to sell any of his horses FEARS: Not being able to ride anymore , Loosing his horses , Being hurt again by a woman SECRETS: He really wants children , scared to love again after Harlow broke his heart
"UP UNDER MY ARM"
STATUS IN SOCIETY: upper class OCCUPATION: professional trainer and eventer EXPERTISE: horse riding and training WEALTH: very wealthy PROUDEST MOMENT: His first win. He had never had the easiest horses in the world and his first pony had been a little more than 'difficult'. He had worked hard to earn the ponies trust and bond, before finally winning their first competition a year later. MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT: The first time he was turned down by a woman. He hadn't had much experience at the time and thought he was 'all that'. Being rejected in front of his friends was incredibly embarrassing.
Dallas's parents had always been well off. Both parents came from a strong line of amazing horse riders, and already owned an impressive stables and house when Dallas and Roxy where born. They wanted them to carry on the line and so, Dallas and Roxy where pushed into riding from a young age. Lucky for Dallas, he loved it from the word go. The thing was, his parents where pushy.
From the age of three, they brought him numerous horses, selling them as soon as they believed Dallas was ready for the next level and usually making a profit. The best instructors, as well as themselves, where hired to mold Dallas into a star. They became his sponsors, buying him horses that could easily win the Olympics let alone the fairly middle class one's Dallas was only at during his fourteenth year. They home schooled him, and when time wasn't spent learning complex school material, it was outside in the barn. Dallas came to think of his parents more as his sponsors, and by the time he was nineteen, his parents had forced six horses on him and where trying to encourage him to start training. Many people knew his name in America, and any horses trained by him sold incredibly well.
Despite everything, he was an amazing rider and trainer, and had a passion for horses. He didn't need his parents to push him, for he would push himself. They became proud of him as he won over and over and quickly picked out his own horses to buy. The buying slowed once he reached a top class, as his horses where plenty good enough to go anywhere with him. He'd trained and ridden with Olympic teams, but not yet been picked for them, which was his ultimate go. His parents decided that he'd conquered enough of the US, and told him to find independence in a new country. Dallas picked England, and his parents encouraged him to go to Seven Oak Stables, where he hopes to make a name for himself in the UK and for the stables.
Along the way he met a young woman by the name of Harlow. She was beautiful and clever and needed his protection, and he gave it. He was ready to marry the woman, to take care of her. Then she upped and left, without a trace, without rhyme or reason. He's only just getting over it.
Twenty-five year old professional eventer and horse trainer. Has experience with training all sorts of horses in all stages of training - from youngsters needing to be broken in, to older horses in need of specialised training in certain areas of eventing. Has trained professional horses including own, with examples and references upon request. Willing to work the horse/s on your own property with flexible hours and days. Prices for training are dependent upon type and length of training.
Call Dallas Wood on 0482 . 191 . 497 for further details or set up a meeting.
So it's a pretty simple game, and it's in character. Basically, the person posting will look at who posted above them and say 'if i woke up next to -insert person above's name here- and then go on to say what they would say or do if they did xD It's just a bit of fun, and it's always a good laugh.
So an example? Say the person above me was ... Lily White.
IF I WOKE UP NEXT TO lily white ,
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"Uh wandered into the wrong bed again Mrs. White?" -wink-
