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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Pey was up early, not an unusual feat for her. She quite often hosted an early morning yoga class at the gym to help get her students day starter right, as well as her own. If it wasn't a class, she often got up anyway to do her own yoga session. She wasn't one to enjoy going out for a jog, she really had to be cajoled into that kind of bullshit. She didn't have a class today but she'd felt the need for a nice long yoga session, stretching out the kinks in her body that Dodger's antics last night had incited. Her lips curled into a smile at the thought of last night, and she shook it off with a shake of her head, rolling up her mat and putting it out the way so she could start on breakfast.
She was not the best cook by any means, but she had a handful of recipes in her arsenal that she did well enough and breakfast was a specialty. Pey was not one of those kinds of girls that starved herself for aesthetic. Sometimes she got busy and forgot, but that was just how it went. Hunting through the fridge, she gathered what she needed and set about cooking the sausages and bacon. She'd picked up some items the other day so she knew she'd at least be able to get a breakfast cooked before she had to get to work - and Dodger. What man didn't like a nice hearty fry up to start the day?
GENDER: lady AGE: twenty-three D.O.B: 23rd november SEXUALITY: bisexual STATUS: dating PLAY-BY: adriana lima HEIGHT: 5ft8 HAIR: dark brown/near black EYES: blue
"I WATCH YOUR BURN THIS PLACE TO ASHES"
TATTOOS: none SCARS: none DRINK: yes frequently SMOKE: on occasion - usually socially DRIVE: yes GLASSES: no HOME: flat 32, woodbain flats BORN AND RAISED: ireland
"MOVE YOUR ASS AND RAISE A GLASS TO HOW"
firecracker, get up and go person, impatient, struggles to sit down and wait, impulsive, spontaneous, flirtatious, a minx, will flirt with anyone she finds attractive, party animal, into dancing and drinking, enjoys having a good time, light hearted, easy going most of the time, easy to have fun with, feisty, not the easiest person to get in a shouting match with, quick witted, quick to bite back when feeling threatened, sharp tongued, intuitive, surprisingly understanding as to other people's emotions but can ignore them in favour of being blunt, stubborn, can't persuade her into doing something she won't do, strong willed, head strong, hard to make her see your point of view if she's irritated or trying to prove a point, guarded, struggles to let people in, hard shell - doesn't let things get to her, has a lot of defenses up to avoid getting hurt by people, protective, honest, rarely lies, sometimes too brutal with the truth, thoughtful, will try to make people feel better if they're down, athletic, super sporty, struggles to do the whole 'chill out' at home thing unless she's with good friends.
LIKES: parties , pulling all nighters , yoga , sunsets , healthy foods , being impulsive , good looking people , her horses , competing , being a daredevil , trying new things , paint-balling , gymnastics , six packs , gross tasting shots DISLIKES: school , being vanilla , self-righteousness , being bored , television soaps , maths , predictability , girls who are all pure , over-religious freaks , bitching , cooking . guys with long hair , unkempt beards (stubble yes, full bears no) , thunderstorms , losing STRENGTHS: paintball , sports - she's very athletic , spontaneous and impulsive , strong - both physically and emotionally , supportive , protective and has tough skin , good horse-rider , doesn't let the bad stuff get to her , productive WEAKNESSES: good looking people and cockiness/confidence , being dared - she will always say yes , stubborn at the best of times , her right knee - she injured it once and sometimes it plays up , opening up - she struggles to express her feelings , struggles to sit still sometimes , can often jump the gun with things and stick her foot in. FEARS: her parents will never forgive her for being a difficult child , she'll injure herself past repair with her constant 'get up and go-ness' , losing people , opening up to someone , falling in love - it scares her SECRETS: is often quite hard on herself whenever she fails at something , injured her knee in gymnastics once and it still plays up but she won't tell people when it is , wants to travel
"YOU LOVE TO MISBEHAVE, BABY, BE MY"
STATUS IN SOCIETY: middle class OCCUPATION: part time gymnast, yoga instructor EXPERTISE: yoga , health and fitness , survival techniques , hand to hand combat , shooting WEALTH: comfortable enough PROUDEST MOMENT: she has many, most of them are to do with accomplishments in the army or with her horses or gymnastics - the first time she threw down a fellow soldier and bested them in hand to hand combat, or the first ribbon she won on each of her horses, or mastering a difficult move in yoga, or managing to get her box splits in gymnastics. MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT: when one of the sergeants taught her a lesson. she was mouthing off and being cocky, thinking she could do one of the difficult assault courses in under a set time. not only did she not make the time, but they deliberately stopped her on the zip line so that she had to drop into the mud and swim to the side. she was often taught lessons him humility.
"ADDITION, MY PRESCRIPTION, BABY"
FATHER(S): thomas whilliam la blanc - 56 - manager of a firm MOTHER(S): amanda lisa la blanc - 53 - secretary STEP-PARENT(S): none OTHER HALF: unwittingly dating DODGER OLIVER BLAKE - 26 - mechanic SIBLINGS: none CHILDREN: none
peyton was born one wintry november evening, and perhaps it would have been a warning to her parents that the thunderstorm outside might be an indication of the daughter they carried so carefully in their arms. she was a difficult baby right from the off, crying all the time and often for no reason, crawling all over the place, almost down the stairs at one point. once she could hold a crayon she was all over the walls, and as soon as she was on her feet it was a damn issue trying to keep her in the house let alone her bedroom and playing with her toys. her parents struggled greatly, yelling at each other, yelling at her, exhausted, underweight and really really struggling to keep it together. peyton was diagnosed eventually as having adhd, but knowing the issue didn't always help. her parents struggled to keep her interest and focus and stop her from focusing her attention elsewhere. they couldn't control her, and it was damn lucky that they didn't have another child to deal with.
when she was five, they tried putting her into clubs with her school, but she wasn't interested in arts and often made trouble with the other kids, she was hard to keep in control due to her parents lack of authority from the beginning and therefore teachers struggled too. eventually they discovered gymnastics, and when peyton didn't completely throw a fit or despise the activity they realised they may have finally found something to help her. the teacher - mrs. swanson - was kind and sweet, and always managed to get peyton to focus and work hard. she had a quiet authority which the young child could relate to and therefore did not act out so much, and she progressed rapidly. as she grew older she became better, however her school work always suffered. the teachers didn't know how to deal with her, and the moment a teacher made a bad impression upon peyton then often she would no longer pay them any attention within their classes.
as she went to secondary school and turned fourteen a few years later it all got worse. whilst she had progressed incredibly at gymnastics, her school work was going down the drain. she continued to act out in classes, refused to work properly, often never focused and disrupted the class so much that she was usually taken out of them. it wasn't entirely her fault, she struggled and she did try to focus and pay attention but her head thought otherwise and she couldn't do it. she thrived in sports but only because it involved high activity, unlike maths which she barely attended anymore anyway. she soon discovered alcohol, falling into the wrong crowd and going out to parties frequently, often not coming home till late or not at all, getting drunk, flirting and eventually sleeping with guys well before her sixteenth birthday. she wasn't a bad girl exactly, she just stopped caring about school. the only thing she ever focused on anymore was her gymnastics.
when she got to sixteen she dropped out before her exams, much to her parents anger. they didn't understand and they had always struggled to support her and keep her going. instead she said she wanted to join the army, and they reluctantly allowed her to, thinking it might help her get her condition under control. she survived it for two years. she loved the training, the physical exercise of it gave her a thrill, the courses gave her a rush and she was always up for it. even the combat was fun, but the idea of war was not so pleasant. she could throw a fellow trainee down in the mud in hand-to-hand combat, but she doubted she could shoot a stranger in the face. she was sent out only once to the front line and though she did the job she hated every second and in the end requested to leave early. she knew it wasn't for her and so she left, returning home with more control over herself. the army had taught her a lot, but now she was back in hickstead she grew restless. upon working hard at the gym one day she discovered yoga, and upon several years of practise she became a yoga instructor, loving that it helped her find peace and control. she returned part time to gymnastics and found she had enough money to move into her own flat and begin her own life.
HEY THERE! my name is clips/admin lily and i'm nineteen years old. i'm a wiminz and i've been roleplaying for many years. but enough about me, here's my character. =]
[/color]:[/b] devil's advocate
barn name: sonic
age: ten
gender: stallion
colour: bright bay
markings: white star
height: 16.2hh
breed: warmblood
sire and dam: sire - scarlet glory dam - eagle peak
siblings: none
owned by: peyton la blanc
brief history: his breeding was purposeful, the owner of eagle peak wanted a colt out of her and a colt they got. they had hoped to hell the colt would get a good temper, however born of eagle peak who was known to be a difficult mare to deal with, and scarlet glory who's drawn more blood than any other stallion known of his age and status, they should have realised what the result would be. from the moment sonic was born he was difficult. he was cheeky as a youngster, nipping at clothes, investigating everything with his teeth, but he quickly became difficult to happen. as he became a yearling he quickly learnt how to throw his weight around. he was a big animal right from the off, and the quicker he grew the more he threw his bulk about and managed to get what he wanted.
they struggled to control him, to get him to learn how to behave and he soon learnt that he could get away with nipping and kicking out, being hard to catch and even harder to train they soon resorted to hitting him, abusing him, doing anything to break him. there was nothing gentle about the way they backed him and he fought every step of the way, throwing people left right and centre, until finally they gave up and decided to sell him. they lied a lot and when somebody came to try him, he was sedated up to the eyeballs. they brought him and within days quickly realised their mistake. they couldn't handle him at all, and scared to death of him, they threw him out into the pasture and left him there....for three years. a neighbouring rider grew curious of the long haired, ill kept six year old left to graze and enquired as to the problem. when explained, the guy quickly offered to take him off their hands for free, wanting to get through to the horse.
he found he was up against something difficult but he was a kind man called tom and he worked on natural horsemanship with no brute force. he gained sonic's trust and started to work hard to prove his worth on the ground, teaching the horse manners. peyton was brought into the picture a few weeks later. she knew the guy, being a good friend of his and when he talked to her of the horse she became curious and visited. she found the horses' spirit delightful, loving that he refused to be broken by people and could see a bright intelligence within the horse that others hadn't. she agreed to help tom try to get somewhere with him and slowly, they re-built the horses' education from the ground up until he was ridable and really starting to get somewhere, to show potential. when she told her friend that she was moving away to england, tom signed the ownership papers to her as a leaving present and made her take the horse with her, knowing she had bonded to sonic and him to her. she took sonic to england with the promise that tom would visit as soon as he could. [/ul]
[/color]:[/b] jumping being left alone food mares getting what he wants peyton tom
dislikes: whips being abused brute force other stallions being challenged most men
strengths: protective of peyton good jumper intelligent bold
weaknesses: cross country mares mint treats filler jumps
fears: being abused again most men sudden noises dark, enclosed places
habits: bites and kicks often with people he doesn't know can have it in for men if he dislikes the look of them can be hard to catch crib bites
overall personality: he's always been tough to handle. he regularly nips and bites and kicks, and good luck trying to handle him if he doesn't trust you. he's bulshy and he throws his weight around often, knowing that he can. he likes to make things difficult sometimes, purposefully choosing to make things harder than they needed to just because he can. some say he's simply a horrible, nasty horse with an evil streak and sometimes it can seem like that - even when being ridden he can suddenly spook at seemingly nothing, can buck out of nowhere, rush his fences, plant his feet and refuse for no reason. he's got character though and most of the time it's simply a magnification of a cheeky but intelligent character he has. he's not nasty but he's protective of his owner and he just enjoys to make things hard because he gets bored easily and he's never been an easy-going horse. [/size][/ul]
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HEY THERE! my name is clips/admin lily and i'm nineteen years old. i'm a wiminz and i've been roleplaying for many years. but enough about me, here's my character. =]
[/color]:[/b] aztec gold
barn name: artemis
age: nineteen
gender: gelding
colour: chestnut
markings: one stocking, two socks, white stripe
height: 16.3hh
breed: thoroughbred
sire and dam: sire - blood diamond dam - aurora's star
siblings: too many to name
owned by: peyton la blanc
brief history: he was originally a racehorse. bred on a famous stud farm just outside of london, they believed that artemis would make a good thoroughbred out of several time winner of prestigious races blood diamond and also aurora's star. both his parents were winners, with high hopes for their offspring. they had bred several successful racers already and they believed no different of artemis. he was a beauty - with long legs, good conformation and a kind temperament they thought he'd be perfect. once he was old enough training began and it was easy to see he had the speed and he had the stride to win, but he didn't have the heart. he tried hard in his training, but there was no fire to win within the horse and doubts were cast.
he was placed in his first race, during which he started strong but faded quickly as the other horses pounded on - not due to lack of stamina, but simply because he just didn't have the heart needed to race. they tried anyway, convinced they could bring the heart out in him if they pushed him, but they only succeeded in wearing the horse down - who much preferred the relaxed pasture life than being raced. by the time he was eight he had barely won three races and they decided that there was no point in continuing to push him, he didn't want to race and people were exhausted from trying. he was sold on to a riding school where they attempted to rehabilitate him into a riding horse instead of a racehorse. he was a smart horse but his re-training confused him, he was ridden by too many different riders and everything was inconsistent. he quickly picked up bad habits and became a difficult horse to ride.
they sold him on as people struggled to ride him, where he was picked up by a carriage driving school. yet again he became re-training, this time to accept a harness. it wasn't often they used thoroughbreds to do so, but the owners of the stables already had one thoroughbred who was good with the harness and they wanted to pair him. the training was consistent and it was only a year and a half until artemis found himself harnessed beside a second thoroughbred and beginning in pairs competitions. he did so until he was fourteen, where he happened to strike out lame suddenly one day and without anybody able to figure out why, they tried to sell him on yet again. in the end he became a companion horse, left to pasture for two years until the owners decided he wasn't worth the money and they moved away. he was sold to a sale yard for a cheap price and the ex-racer of good bloodlines found himself abandoned there, unwanted. finally at sixteen he was picked up by peyton, who's been treating his favoured foot and attempting to get him back into training. [/ul]
[/color]:[/b] people other horses food being out in the pasture kind handlers being groomed
dislikes: being forced into things racing being over-worked grumpy mares motorbikes
strengths: incredibly fast he has a good jump on him courageous not easily spooked
weaknesses: can be a handful at times dressage he's not great at spooks at motorbikes impatient sometimes
fears: motorbikes cats not getting fed
habits: windsucks rushes his jumps
overall personality: for an ex-racer he's surprisingly easy-going. he doesn't bite and in the stable he's actually pretty docile. a kid could groom him, he's very relaxed and easy to tack up or groom or catch. he loves the pasture and enjoys taking thing easy after being pushed so much over the years. he tries hard for his rider and hates to disappoint, doing anything asked of him so long as he understands, even if he doesn't want to. he doesn't often spook, though he dislikes motorbikes and is suspicious of cats. he's had bad re-training and so in the saddle he needs clear aids otherwise he gets himself in a muddle and can get himself in a bit of a tizz about it. but he's a sweety, very honest and tries hard. [/size][/ul]
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HEY THERE! my name is clips/admin lily and i'm nineteen years old. i'm a wiminz and i've been roleplaying for many years. but enough about me, here's my character. =]
[/color]:[/b] warriors cry
barn name: admiral
age: thirteen
gender: gelding
colour: dun
markings: black stockings, small white star
height: 15.3hh
breed: irish sports horse
sire and dam: sire - sir lancelot dam - warriors sweetheart
brief history: Born in Ireland, Admiral was one of many that were bred on a nondescript stables that put him out to pasture for most of his younger years. He spent his first three years playing will fellow yearlings, until they were rounded up and brought back into the stables, where they were taught to be handled. Admiral had always been a pretty curious youngster and so he took well to the human handling. They were gathered up and taken to be sold, still unbroken, along with hundreds of other Irish horses that were gathered up to be sold each year, and shipped to stables over sea's - mostly in England.
Admiral was brought by a small private yard that were rather looking for a youngster to bring up and show. He arrived, underfed, dirty and covered in sores and so it took at least several months to get him some good condition in order to start his training. He was given a good trainer who knew what he was doing, and it only took a year to get Admiral up to a good enough standard to send him on to begin his showing career. He was finally brought at five years old by a young, competitive woman who took him up to intermediate level in all three disciplines, before a riding accident put her off completely. One of her other horses threw her and one broken arm later she packed in her show days and sold the horses on. Admiral found himself back in Ireland at eight, where he was picked up by a riding school. He struggled a little there. He was worked long hours with little break, and often found himself being ridden by people who weren't a high standard of riding. He got into bad habits and his good nature snapped a little, taking to becoming cheeky and bucking kids off. Peyton - who had been riding there a while - took to him immediately and found she was able to get a good tune out of him. Just after he turned nine, she brought him, and took him over to England with her when she moved. [/ul]
[/color]:[/b] apples carrots mares attention of any sort being bathed eventing tall trees chewing jackets being groomed females soda crisps
dislikes: medicines rain flies some men he can dislike bad riders stallions knocking jumps when his tack pinches being ignored being told off
strengths: jumping dressage well mannered in and out of the stable not easily spooked bold intelligent and picks things up quickly
weaknesses: bucks when things go wrong - like knocking jumps or miscommunication between him and his rider treats of any kind can get over-excited when jumping overly-curious at times
fears: flapping plastic bags being hit being left out in the rain - he despises rain
habits: crib bites when he's really bored whinnies when left out in the field by himself
overall personality: he's a good gelding, pretty relaxed about most things with good manners inside and out of the stables. he's happy to chill most of the time, so there's no problem if he has to stay in or out for long periods of time - as long as it's not raining if he's in the field. he likes attention and he's good in every aspect, with no problems or vices or ill manners. he's a bold horse, and he'll try anything, enjoying working with his rider as a team rather than against them. sometimes when being ridden he can get a bit grumpy if he dislikes how he's being ridden or if there's miscommunication between them, but otherwise he likes to work hard and he's a curious and brave horse who's not likely to spook or back off from things. [/size][/ul]
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HEY THERE! my name is clips/admin lily and i'm ninteen years old. i'm a wiminz and i've been roleplaying for millions of years. i was referred here by bitch please i made this place but enough about me, here's my character. =]
[/color]:[/b] peyton arianna la blanc
nicknames: pey, la blanc
age: twenty-one
religion: none
sexuality: straight, with the occasional drunken experimentation
marital status: single pringle, baby
occupation: gymnast and yoga instructor
playby: adriana lima
hometown: ireland
parents: amanda lisa la blanc, fifty-two thomas whilliam la blanc, fifty-six
siblings: none
brief history: peyton was born one wintry november evening, and perhaps it would have been a warning to her parents that the thunderstorm outside might be an indication of the daughter they carried so carefully in their arms. she was a difficult baby right from the off, crying all the time and often for no reason, crawling all over the place, almost down the stairs at one point. once she could hold a crayon she was all over the walls, and as soon as she was on her feet it was a damn issue trying to keep her in the house let alone her bedroom and playing with her toys. her parents struggled greatly, yelling at each other, yelling at her, exhausted, underweight and really really struggling to keep it together. peyton was diagnosed eventually as having adhd, but knowing the issue didn't always help. her parents struggled to keep her interest and focus and stop her from focusing her attention elsewhere. they couldn't control her, and it was damn lucky that they didn't have another child to deal with.
when she was five, they tried putting her into clubs with her school, but she wasn't interested in arts and often made trouble with the other kids, she was hard to keep in control due to her parents lack of authority from the beginning and therefore teachers struggled too. eventually they discovered gymnastics, and when peyton didn't completely throw a fit or despise the activity they realised they may have finally found something to help her. the teacher - mrs. swanson - was kind and sweet, and always managed to get peyton to focus and work hard. she had a quiet authority which the young child could relate to and therefore did not act out so much, and she progressed rapidly. as she grew older she became better, however her school work always suffered. the teachers didn't know how to deal with her, and the moment a teacher made a bad impression upon peyton then often she would no longer pay them any attention within their classes.
as she went to secondary school and turned fourteen a few years later it all got worse. whilst she had progressed incredibly at gymnastics, her school work was going down the drain. she continued to act out in classes, refused to work properly, often never focused and disrupted the class so much that she was usually taken out of them. it wasn't entirely her fault, she struggled and she did try to focus and pay attention but her head thought otherwise and she couldn't do it. she thrived in sports but only because it involved high activity, unlike maths which she barely attended anymore anyway. she soon discovered alcohol, falling into the wrong crowd and going out to parties frequently, often not coming home till late or not at all, getting drunk, flirting and eventually sleeping with guys well before her sixteenth birthday. she wasn't a bad girl exactly, she just stopped caring about school. the only thing she ever focused on anymore was her gymnastics.
when she got to sixteen she dropped out before her exams, much to her parents anger. they didn't understand and they had always struggled to support her and keep her going. instead she said she wanted to join the army, and they reluctantly allowed her to, thinking it might help her get her condition under control. she survived it for two years. she loved the training, the physical exercise of it gave her a thrill, the courses gave her a rush and she was always up for it. even the combat was fun, but the idea of war was not so pleasant. she could throw a fellow trainee down in the mud in hand-to-hand combat, but she doubted she could shoot a stranger in the face. she was sent out only once to the front line and though she did the job she hated every second and in the end requested to leave early. she knew it wasn't for her and so she left, returning home with more control over herself. the army had taught her a lot, but now she was back in hickstead she grew restless. upon working hard at the gym one day she discovered yoga, and upon several years of practise she became a yoga instructor, loving that it helped her find peace and control. she returned part time to gymnastics and found she had enough money to move into her own flat and begin her own life. [/ul]
[/color]:[/b] parties pulling all nighters yoga sunsets healthy foods being impulsive guys horses being a daredevil trying new things paint-balling gymnastics six packs shots
dislikes: school arrogant people self-righteousness being bored television soaps maths predictability girls who are all pure over-religious freaks bitching cooking guys with long hair - ew beards (stubble yes, full bears no) thunderstorms
strengths: paintball sports - she's very athletic spontaneous and impulsive strong - both physically and emotionally supportive protective and has tough skin good horse-rider doesn't let the bad stuff get to her productive
weaknesses: hot guys being dared - she will always say yes stubborn at the best of times her right knee - she injured it once and sometimes it plays up opening up - she struggles to express her feelings struggles to sit still sometimes can often jump the gun with things and stick her foot in.
secrets: is often quite hard on herself whenever she fails at something injured her knee in gymnastics once and it still plays up but she won't tell people when it is wants to travel
fears: her parents will never forgive her for being a difficult child she'll injure herself past repair with her constant 'get up and go-ness' losing people opening up to someone falling in love - it scares her
habits: shuts people out when she's afraid will often fidget if made to sit still when she doesn't want to goes for a run whenever she needs to think about things
overall personality: - firecracker, very much get up and go. - impatient, struggles to sit down and wait for things - impulsive, she's very spontaneous and likes to just go and do anything that comes to mind - flirtatious, she's a bit of a minx and she'll flirt with anyone she finds attractive - party animal, she's big on the clubbing and drinking scene and enjoys having a good time - light hearted, she's easy going most of the time and easy to have fun with - feisty, she's not the easiest person to get in a shouting match with as she's quick witted and rather quick to bite back when feeling threatened - intuitive, she's often quite understanding as to other people's emotions though sometimes she tries to ignore them and can be a bit blunt - stubborn, good luck trying to force her into doing something she doesn't want to do. - strong willed, she's very head strong and it's hard to make her see your point of view sometimes if she's irritated or trying to prove a point - guarded, she struggles to let people in, she's got a very hard shell and whilst often things won't get t her, at the same time she's got a lot of defences up to avoid getting hurt by people. - protective, she's protective of those that she loves, there's no doubt - honest, she's actually very honest and won't often lie unless she's really trying to piss somebody off. sometimes she's too brutal with the truth in fact. - thoughtful, she might seem like some hard-nut crazy person but she's actually rather thoughtful and will try to make people feel better if they're down. - athletic, she's very sporty and struggles to do the whole 'chill out' at home thing unless she's with good friends.[/size][/ul]
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