Post by dana o'malley on Dec 6, 2010 15:22:12 GMT -5
`DANA ELIZABETH O`MALLEY!
`YOU KNOW IM NOT MUCH BETTER WITHOUT YOU!
NICKNAMES
AGE twenty four
GENDER female
ETHNICITY irish
MEMBER GROUP Instructor
SEXUALITY straight
STATUS single
OCCUPATION OR GRADE Instructor, Violinist
PLAYED BY Cintia Dicker
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`YOU STOLE MY HEART THEN YOU KICKED IT ASIDE!
DANA DISLIKES Heights, Jellyfish, Small yapping dogs, uncooperative people, lateness, laziness, Hospitals, Skunks
FEARS Heights, Jellyfish, Hospitals
SECRETS The fact she's afraid of Hospitals, She has raynauds, a disease where she can't feel her hands or feet when it's pretty much below 40 degrees Fahrenheit, and had to learn to ride with it.
OVERALL PERSONALITY[/b]
Energetic, very. She only takes short breaks to sit down and rest, before she's doing something else.
Playful, and willing to do exciting things, if invited to.
Social, she enjoys large groups, and parties and such, and really just about any human, or animal company.
Competitive, despite being as playful as she is, she is very competitive. Sometimes she can't control it, and might end up showing someone up.
Talented in horse riding, and violin playing.
She has a very heavy Irish accent, although she has been working on it.
Brave,or daring, she is willing to do a lot of things, except of course, if they involve her fears, but she even tries to face those.
She can be strict, but only on certain things, its not her overall nature.
She has money, and she shows it in the way she dresses, what she owns, and her horse, although bred by her family in Ireland, is worth a lot.
She's adventurous, she loves to be out in nature, usually on horseback, she loves trails, especially in the winter.
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`WHEN HES INSIDE YOU KNOW THERES NO ROOM FOR ME!
[/font]"And I do believe there will be a time, when the sun will forever shine, and I do believe all I want will be mine ~ All I want by Heli Simpson
She sat up, yawning. She glanced out her window, then to her clock. 7AM. She got up, stretching, and entering the bathroom, she turned on the shower, got undressed, and stepped in. She rinsed her body, and washed her hair, reaching out to turn the knob to end her shower once she was done. She stepped out, drying off and pulling on a fuzzy green robe. She browsed through her closet, full of expensive clothing, choosing a simple gray tee, with a very very faint picture on it. It went along with the pair of fawn breeches she put on, and did her long, wavy, red hair up in a fancy bun. She pulled black tall boots up over her breeches and zipped them up. She pulled on a blue sweater, and a black and purple jacket, as well as a hat, and gloves, and set out the apartment. It was close enough to walk to the stables, she had plenty of energy. But about a minute after she walked outside, her raynauds kicked in, so she couldn't feel her hands or feet, but she didn't really care, having learned to deal with it. She finally came upon the stables, entering. It felt nice to be in the warmth out of the snow. She sighed. Her stallion, Adder, had finally been shipped from Ireland two months ago, up until then she had ridden mostly School horses. She undid the latch and grabbed the black faux leather halter off the hook on the stall door, which she slid open, haltering the Stallion and clipping the lead on. She hooked him to some cross ties, and began grooming him. Once his dapple grey coat gleamed, he was tacked up, and led outside. She used a mounting block to get up onto his back, and head off to the track of the indoor arena. Soon she picked up a trot, closing and opening her ring finger to keep him on the bit in contact,as well as sitting deep in the saddle, for a pretty, unmoved seeming, sitting trot. Adder framed up and collected himself on Que, he had been well trained. Dana came from The outskirts of Derry, Ireland. She lived with her parents and grandparents in a small cottage, on a tiny farm. They bred and trained and showed Irish Sport Horses. Two years ago Dana moved to North America, to Canada, and after sometime as a rider, became and Instructor. She still competes with Adder, in big shows, for Adder was a great horse, and not to boast, but Dana quite an excellent rider, she had a natural talent for it, and was literally born in the company of a horse, her mother had been in the stables alone,except for Adder's grandmother, when Dana had been born. Dana put her leg back and tapped her heels, and Adder picked up a working canter, Dana's behind sweeping the saddle rhythmically as they went. She worked him into a serpentine, working on flying lead changes, his weakest spot, even that, with much work, she had been working him towards, but he definitely had room for improvement, and not only with that movement, although his jumping was down quite well, he had a tendency to rush water jumps, and he had a few spaces in dressage that though good, could improve.
She sat up, yawning. She glanced out her window, then to her clock. 7AM. She got up, stretching, and entering the bathroom, she turned on the shower, got undressed, and stepped in. She rinsed her body, and washed her hair, reaching out to turn the knob to end her shower once she was done. She stepped out, drying off and pulling on a fuzzy green robe. She browsed through her closet, full of expensive clothing, choosing a simple gray tee, with a very very faint picture on it. It went along with the pair of fawn breeches she put on, and did her long, wavy, red hair up in a fancy bun. She pulled black tall boots up over her breeches and zipped them up. She pulled on a blue sweater, and a black and purple jacket, as well as a hat, and gloves, and set out the apartment. It was close enough to walk to the stables, she had plenty of energy. But about a minute after she walked outside, her raynauds kicked in, so she couldn't feel her hands or feet, but she didn't really care, having learned to deal with it. She finally came upon the stables, entering. It felt nice to be in the warmth out of the snow. She sighed. Her stallion, Adder, had finally been shipped from Ireland two months ago, up until then she had ridden mostly School horses. She undid the latch and grabbed the black faux leather halter off the hook on the stall door, which she slid open, haltering the Stallion and clipping the lead on. She hooked him to some cross ties, and began grooming him. Once his dapple grey coat gleamed, he was tacked up, and led outside. She used a mounting block to get up onto his back, and head off to the track of the indoor arena. Soon she picked up a trot, closing and opening her ring finger to keep him on the bit in contact,as well as sitting deep in the saddle, for a pretty, unmoved seeming, sitting trot. Adder framed up and collected himself on Que, he had been well trained. Dana came from The outskirts of Derry, Ireland. She lived with her parents and grandparents in a small cottage, on a tiny farm. They bred and trained and showed Irish Sport Horses. Two years ago Dana moved to North America, to Canada, and after sometime as a rider, became and Instructor. She still competes with Adder, in big shows, for Adder was a great horse, and not to boast, but Dana quite an excellent rider, she had a natural talent for it, and was literally born in the company of a horse, her mother had been in the stables alone,except for Adder's grandmother, when Dana had been born. Dana put her leg back and tapped her heels, and Adder picked up a working canter, Dana's behind sweeping the saddle rhythmically as they went. She worked him into a serpentine, working on flying lead changes, his weakest spot, even that, with much work, she had been working him towards, but he definitely had room for improvement, and not only with that movement, although his jumping was down quite well, he had a tendency to rush water jumps, and he had a few spaces in dressage that though good, could improve.
`YOU LIFT ME UP AND THEN YOU THROW ME BACK DOWN!
NICKNAMES Sparki
WHERE CAN WE CONTACT YOU? kwaziponi@aol.com
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? Willow Ridge RPG
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