Angelica Roberts
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Introducing…
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Angel
Give It Up For…
Let’s Get to the Basics
Full Name: Angelica Roberts (Never learned her last name)
Nickname: Angel
Age: 15
Grade: 10
Gender: female
Height: five foot, six inches
Weight: 126
Eye Color: My eyes are the fiercest green you can imagine
Hair Color: Black
Body Markings: Pierced my lip once, both ears gauged twice, and my nose bridge witch is still sour. I have five tattoo's, One of a butterfly that is in the middle of my lower back. The second is on the shoulder and it says Angel in bold letters. The third one is of a angel that sits on my side and its holding some light thing. Fourth is another butterfly on the left side of my neck. fifth is on my anch and its a fish!
Orientation:Straight
Time to get Specific
Likes:
Horses
Horse racing
Nifes
Music
Poetry
Boxing
Drugs
Cutting herself
Beer
Ice cream
Dislikes:
Most people
Country music
Singing
Snobs
Dancing
Acting
Preps
Swimming
Track
Cross country
Hobbies:
Racing horses
poker
Habits:
Bit's lip
Dyes her hair
loves pain
Holds grudges
Stobborn
Rude
Personality:
Be careful, I'm unpredictable, emotional, outgoing, and a run-away.
I love to listen to music, such as Bright Eyes, Evanescence, Eminem, Pink, Linkin Park, and Three Day Grace. I'm usually sad most of the time, do not smile very often, show no signs of self worth or self confidence whatsoever and will not make eye contact with you. I tend to be shy and mysterious and don’t really want my face to show too much. I usually wear a lot of dark eyeliner and tend to have washed out skin. I'm a vegetarian. I write poetry a lot, and tend to cut my wrists. I usually hide this by wearing armbands or lots of happy colored bracelets.
This is my life
This is my suicide
Falling apart I can see
So don't grab my hand
And pull me away
Don't tell me everything is going to be okay
Because nothing is okay
Nothing is okay
The only time im nice is when im with Devil's Wings and no one else, I love my horse. I spend most of my time with her and my music, But some times i do write poetry but not that often. I hate it when im trying to study and people are bugging me, I usually leave a dent in there head if they do. Over all if your really nice to me and buy me stuff i will eventually let you in to my life but your going to be im for a hell of a ride.
(*crys* My muse is falling apart)
History:
Ahm... Well my mother was horrid to me, as was my abusive step father. I ran away when I was nine years of age, therefore being forced into foster care. After the third time I ran off from a foster parent i left for my grandpa Ryan Scott's. He lived on a farm with three horse but since he was getting to old, it had become hard for him to take care of them so i offered to stay with him. When i was ten i started to ride riddles or more like race him on my grandpa's track, But soon i started to do English with the newest horse Midnight sky. She was a great jumper and that became my passion.
When i was 13 years old i entered my first competition on Midnight sky and came in third, It was not bad at all i just thought i could do better. I entered three more competitions and came in second, second and first on my last one and then i broke my arm in a fight. I was out for about a month and stopped for a little but then entered another competition when i was 14 and came in second.
Other things about me include my piercings. My lip once, By a fried and my grandpa was really angry. I was 13 then. both ears gauged twice, when i was 13 and my nose bridge for my 15th birthday. You know about my five tattoo's but i got then when i was 13-15, The first on was because my best friend died from a heart attack and her nickname was butterfly so i got a tattoo of one.
Riding Strengths:
jumping
galloping
racing
balance
Riding Weaknesses:
keeping her hands still
foot postion
What will you be competeing in?Jumping and racing
What about that family?
Ryan Scott's(Deceased-Grandpa)
Father:Blaze Roberts(Deceased)
Mother:Marry-ann Roberts
Siblings: None
Pets: dog(Deceased)
Relatives:
Ryan Scott's(Deceased-Grandpa)
Mike Roberts(Deceased-Step father)
We Love Horses
Full Name:Devil's Wings
Stable Name: Devil
Color: blue roan
Markings: minimal white overo markings
Height: 16.2 Hands
Breed: Andalusian and Irish Sport Horse.
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 years
Bloodline: Unknown
Picture:
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Personality:
Haha, If any one gets on me but angel i will buck you off faster then you can say ' I can fly'. I not very kind to others and im also very head shy. I hate the cross ties and the indoor ring because it scares me. When it comes to feed i need to be fed quickly or i will nock you over. I hate my halter and i hate getting ready for jumping practice, but the ting i hate the most is when angel scoled me for doing the wrong thing.
Strengths:
Jumping
Racing
Weaknesses:
Balance
Bitting
Last But Not Least
RPG Sample:
Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear
Sealed with lies through so many tears
Lost from within, pursuing the end
I fight for the chance to be lied to again
"You want me to get up when?" Angel yelled at the top of her lungs, At her grandpa. She watched the tall old man glance back at her with a small smile and then say."5 O'clock, Angelica. It's because we need to finished all the morning and afternoon work early because we are having a special visitor with a special friend coming." Angel kicked her bed and then sat in it with her arms crossed, She groaned." God, Why me?" She lay down in her bed staring at the pale white wall. She could hear the purring of her grandpa's cat, Marsh. Angel rolled over on to her stomach and started to pet Marsh, He was a beautiful black cat with white paws. She looked over at her clock, 9:30 PM. Angel sighed and hung her head. She slowly got to her feet and walked over to the clock to set the alarm."There all set, Now i can sleep." She pulled down the covers of her bed and then lied down in them. She slowly fell asleep.
You will never be strong enough
You will never be good enough
You were never conceived in love
You will not rise above
The bright sun shown down on to Angel's face and she could hear the alarm go off. She rolled over only to find her left on the ground." Damn." She muttered and got up and hit her alarm. She slowly started to put on a white tank top and a pair of shorts with stockings, black stocking with stripes. Angel opened the door to leave her room, She walked down the stairs and saw her grandpa signing papers, Probable for the farm, She thought as she grabbed a bagel to eat on the way out the door."I'm going to got to work."She said as she walked past her grandpa. She opened the door and walked out side and over to the barn and there was a couple of horses there, About three. She looked over at one stall where the old race horse was, It was a chestnut gelding names riddles. Angel walked over to riddles and rubbed his face then opened the gate to his stall and started to clean up in there, She soon finished and then went to the next stall with a tall back mare who was a jumper. The black mare's name was Midnight sky and next to her was a dove white ponie named mini. Angel sighed as she finished up with Mini's stall and headed out to find her grandpa, He was talking to an old man with a horse trailer."Hey, Angelica."She heard her grandpa call her name."What!?"She called back as she ran up to then only to hear the words she thought she would never hear." I got a new horse i would like it to be yours, but first i would like you to jump her."
They'll never see
I'll never be
I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger
Burning deep inside of me
Angel rode through the double doors on a glorious blue roan mare to the indoor arena, Angel gulped. She took a deep breath and glared the first jump. Angel gave the mare a quick scratch on the neck."Are you ready girl?" She said in a soft sweet tone. Devil's Wings ears flicked back at the sound of her voice, and, from the bounce in her step, Angel knew that she was just waiting for her to tell her what to do next. She pushed her in to a smooth canter once before heading to the first jump. On her way past the door, She caught a glimpse of her grandpa and then other man. Remember not to get ahead of her, Angel said to herself. angel tried to see the fences through Devil's Wings eyes, holding get in until the last moment on some, urging her forwards on others. The last jump was in sight and she could feel Devil's Wings speeding up her pace, Angel went in to two point but a stride to soon and knocked off the top pole. Angel got off Devil's Wings and walked over to her grandpa and the old man." She is great to ride, The best jumper i have ridden too." Angel said as she patted the mares neck." I would love to have her." A small smile came to her face but faded quickly as the man spoke."You only get her if you join Pinewood Stables!" Angel sighed and then said."Fine with me." She crossed her arms still having the rains in her hand."Well then its setaled you leave tomorrow."The old man announced.
But through my tears breaks a blinding light
Birthing a dawn to this endless night
Arms outstretched, awaiting me
An open embrace upon a bleeding tree
Angel sat in the truck with her head against the window looking out in to the world." How long are we going to be in here?" She complained as she started to kick the truck." Well be there soon." Said the old man. Angel sighed and bit her lip. She could hear Devil's Wings moving around in the back, She looked down at her watch, 1:30 PM. Angel sighed again and then looked over at the old man." Can't you drive faster?" She wined and crossed her arms." God child, I'm driving as fast as i can!" He hissed at her as he pulled up in to movadora riding academy."Where here!"He said happily."Finely!" Angel said as she looked out at campus at all the girls and boys walking around and horse out.
Rest in me and I'll comfort you
I have lived and I died for you
Abide in me and I vow to you
I will never forsake you
OOC Name: Angel
Years rping: 4(Three month break)
Secret Password: Edited out by admin
(I did my best)
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