Post by Lily Madison Kellyn on Sept 30, 2011 19:33:52 GMT -5
LILY MADISON KELLYN
HEY THERE! my name is Dreameh and i'm 13 years old.
i'm a wiminz and i've been roleplaying for liek3 years.
but enough about me, here's my character. =]
nicknames: Lil
age: 14
birthdate: 04.14 (month.date)
religion: Christian
sexuality: Straight
grade: 9th grade
Scholarship or Full Tuition: Full tuition.
playby: Lillie Keenan for jumping pics, and Hailee Steinfeld for the rest.
hometown: Ocala, Florida
parents: Hailey Kathyrn Kellyn, and Matthew Lucas Kellyn.
siblings: Noneee.
otherss: Rexxx, her Pomeranian that she keeps shaved like that.
brief history: Lily grew up in Ocala, Florida, right next door to a huge horse farm. Her mother would take her almost every day to see the horses. She started lessons there when she was five, and excelled at it. She was jumping before she was six, and won a ton of shows. She showed at huge shows starting when she was ten, and by the time she was thirteen, she was competing against her instructor and winning! Her father got a job transfer here a year ago, and she has had a bit of hard time settling in, but she did it.
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- Horses
- Dogs
- Pineapple
- Jumping
- Winning
- Saddle Pads
dislikes:
- Potatoes
- Losing
- People that are better than her, or that act like they are.
- Not being in control
- Not getting what she wants
favorite discipline: EQ
strengths: Jumping, Equitation, Getting people to do what she wants.
weaknesses: If you ever mention the name, 'Hayden Drew', her focus will get completely thrown off track.
secrets: She's going out with a boy named Hayden, but secretly. It's one of those forbidden romance kinda things, as their fathers are business rivals.
fears: Someone finding out about Hayden, death, and spiders.
habits: She always picks off her nail polish.
overall personality: Lily doesn't think twice about what she is doing, and will just run headfirst in to the most insane situations. She gets stuck in things, and usually depends on her friends to get her out. Lily is a hopeless romantic, always dreaming about a handsome boy to come and sweep her off her feet. She often will see a cute boy, and dream about him for days before seeing another and starting the process over again. She is beyond spoiled, always getting what she wanted. She can be a bit of a brat and a drama queen, but her friends usually put up with it, because in the end she is a good friend (and gives lots of random presents).
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Shh, It's Confidential.
registered/show name: Shh, It's Confidential
barn name: Syl
age: 8 years, 06.07
gender: Gelding
colour: Chestnut
markings: Blaze, front left sock, and back right and left sock.
height: 16.3
breed: Thoroughbred x Belgian Warmblood
sire: Farrington
dam: Not Just A Lady
discipline(s): Hunter, EQ, and Jumper
owned by: Lily Kellyn, four years.
brief history and personality: Syl was born at a small farm that focused on breeding Thoroughbred-Warmblood crosses, and was also trained there. When he was being trained, they did it well, except for one thing. The trainer overused crops. If Syl was being bad, he got hit with a crop, if he was being good, he got hit with a crop. The farm owners soon fired this trainer and got a new one that retrained Syl to how amazing he is now. That trainer has caused Syl to be a bit skittish. Syl is a huge attention hog. He kicks the door if you don't greet him right away, and he'll nibble at you for treats. He loves to run, so if you put him in an open space, he'll gallop all of his energy out.
dislikes: Crops, large crowds(so he gets antsy at shows), and people ignoring him.
fears: Crops.
habits: Kicking his stall door for things.
Lily lead her huge gelding out into the crossties, clipping them onto his shiny leather halter. She grinned, grabbing her curry comb, and rubbing it in small, fast circles around Syl's mud covered body. After getting the clumps off, she grabbed her dandy brush, wicking off all of the dust that she could, and finishing off the rest of it with a soft brush. Lily sprayed a bit of Showsheen in his chestnut coat, making it gleam in the barn light. Grabbing the mane and tail comb, she ran it through the knots in his tail, before braiding it quickly, along with his mane. She sat on the bucket she used to stand on while braiding his mane, and smiled, satisfied with her work.
secret word: Cupcakes
credits! template by MOLLIVER ! @ Caution 2.0.
lyrics are from "one more time" by the epically awesome daft punk.