Post by luke turner on Dec 13, 2010 7:34:19 GMT -5
`LUKE COOPER TURNER!
`YOU KNOW IM NOT MUCH BETTER WITHOUT YOU!
NICKNAMES coop, turner
AGE 20
GENDER male
ETHNICITY american
MEMBER GROUP on probation
SEXUALITY straight
STATUS single
OCCUPATION OR GRADE waits on tables at the local restaurants
PLAYED BY josh hartnett
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`YOU STOLE MY HEART THEN YOU KICKED IT ASIDE!
CHARACTER NAME DISLIKES boat rides, worms, the colour orange, modern architecture, being sick, being bored, loafers, paperwork, keeping time, drugs, piercings and brown toast.
FEARS he has Galeophobia (the fear of sharks) and heights
SECRETS he likes causing fights but never admits that it gives him a high. he has had an affair with a married woman.
OVERALL PERSONALITY[/b]
[li]he is the most fun and loving character. he is often hell-bent on getting a smile out of the people he is with and although he may run out conversation, he is never out of a joke. luke appreciates any kind of humour. he also struggles with romanticism when it is asked of him but at the same time love comes easy to him. he can be romantic by just being himself, there's no need to push him.
[/li][li]luke parties hard and because of this he's always left drained in the mornings. when this happens he smokes more than he usually would and is ruder than what he would be in the afternoons once he's recovered. despite this he can withstand most types of personalities. in the underground where his parties take place you meet all kinds of people. he's quite adaptable to his surroundings.
[/li][li]he can be very gentle and offer his support to people who depend on him but be can dish out some tough love. he doesn't believe in letting someone taking advantage of you and will not allow someone to lean on him for too long. he will be there fully for the time that you need him, then let's you find your way back on your own.
[/li][li]luke does not totally oppose authority but he can come off as being difficult. if he has done something wrong he will do the work to make up for it but its not always easy to have one way of doing things. he does get lazy and takes some short cuts, for which he usually pays the price.
[/li][li]its not often that luke becomes aggressive but it is not unheard of. he has street smarts but he still hasn't learned not to cause a fight. he has a loud mouth and will provoke another person to the point that it turns into a physical brawl.
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`WHEN HES INSIDE YOU KNOW THERES NO ROOM FOR ME!
[/font]The Arizona air was icy and Hero's breath was cloudy as the stallion breathed out. It was a few weeks into winter now and Wyatt was forced to wear a thick jersey beneath his father's old and worn jacket.
Come on now.
Wyatt scolded his horse who had tucked his chin into his chest, prancing forwards on the tip of his hooves with excitement. It was a fresh new day and light weas only now beginning to fall across the desert-like plain. There were patches of white on the ground where the first snow had fallen. That had been the previous night and soon Wyatt would have to leave the horses in their stables overnight. They were fine with their blankets at the moment but soon thick layers of snow would cover the ground over at Silver Stag Ranch.
Wyatt had been out on his usual morning ride before anyone at the house was awake. Every morning he went out and checked on the grounds available to the cattle who were finding less and less grass to graze on. Soon they would have to bring them in for the winter and that would be a huge task. It meant leaving Lily for a few days which did not make Wyatt comfortable at all. He might have to give this one a miss but on the positive side it meant that the younger ranch hands would get more experience. He rubbed the back of his neck, resting his hand on the horn of the saddle as he neared the ranch. Hero threw up his head and whinnied into the distance. There was no reply for a minute or two then a sudden frenzy of barking came from the ranch. Wyatt had to strain his eyes to see where the hell Gunner was. The ranch dog burst out of the house through the little flap and ran flat out towards Wyatt and Hero. Hero's nostrils flared and his ears perked forwards. Beneath him his horse tensed as Gunner tore up ground to reach them. Hero threw out his foreleg towards Gunner but the dog missed the hoof, yapping excitedly then running circles around the Kiger Mustang as they walked past the paddocks and into the main yard.
In the paddocks a few of the horses turned their heads to watch as they walked past the paddocks. They showed mild interest then turned their heads back, lazily closing their eyes. Wyatt looked up at the ranch house which lay dead ahead. It looked rather quiet inside. They were a few weeks into Lily's treatment at the hospital and Wyatt had given her as much support as was humanly possible. He had the responsibility of looking after the ranch, dealing with the TTI programme as well as frequent visits to the hospital. The ranch hands had been a great help but on his own Wyatt was managing fairly well. Never once did he complain. He seemed to have inherited that from his father who had constantly had to juggle his responsibilities.
Wyatt approached the tying pole and swung off of Hero's back. He landed on the ground with a thud with his boots, pulling the reins over Hero's head and tying them onto the pole. Hero backed away from the pole, tugging on the rein and then eyeing Wyatt.
What are ya doin' now?
Wyatt shook his head and patted his horse on the neck, undoing the tack and setting it down on the pole. He untied the reins and led Hero towards his paddock. The stallion followed en suite, curiously looking around the yard with his tail held high. He acted like the lead stallion, which might be true if it weren't for that wild Nokota stallion of Lily's. The stallion was a threat in Hero's eyes and the two had to be kept very far apart. Hero bumped Wyatt on the back with his muzzle, pushing him along to hurry on over to his paddock.
Watch it.
Wyatt warned although despite his voice a smile perked up the corners of his mouth. Eventually Wyatt was walking away with Hero running around wildly in his paddock. The stallion bucked and reared and spun and neighed. It felt like a typical morning here at Silver Stag.
Wyatt walked back to the house and finally realized that Gunner had disappeared without a word. When he walked through the door a lazy smile spread across his lips. Katy was bent over Gunner who was rolling around on the floor, burying his face into the carpet and sneezing loudly. Katy was scratching the white fluff on his stomach, squealing with delight.
Mornin' sweetheart.
Wyatt removed his hat and put it up on the rack.
"Daddy!"
Katy turned around and ran straight into his legs, wrapping her arms around what she could and then stretching her arms out to be picked up. Wyatt bent down and collected her into his arms, pulling her up and onto his hip.
How'd ya sleep?
"I was out like a light!"
Katy spoke in a high pitched voice, obviously awake and ready to go. Wyatt knew he was in for a busy day with Katy running around after him when they went about doing chores.
Is mom awake yet?
He asked, tucking messing locks of hair behind Katy's ear
Come on now.
Wyatt scolded his horse who had tucked his chin into his chest, prancing forwards on the tip of his hooves with excitement. It was a fresh new day and light weas only now beginning to fall across the desert-like plain. There were patches of white on the ground where the first snow had fallen. That had been the previous night and soon Wyatt would have to leave the horses in their stables overnight. They were fine with their blankets at the moment but soon thick layers of snow would cover the ground over at Silver Stag Ranch.
Wyatt had been out on his usual morning ride before anyone at the house was awake. Every morning he went out and checked on the grounds available to the cattle who were finding less and less grass to graze on. Soon they would have to bring them in for the winter and that would be a huge task. It meant leaving Lily for a few days which did not make Wyatt comfortable at all. He might have to give this one a miss but on the positive side it meant that the younger ranch hands would get more experience. He rubbed the back of his neck, resting his hand on the horn of the saddle as he neared the ranch. Hero threw up his head and whinnied into the distance. There was no reply for a minute or two then a sudden frenzy of barking came from the ranch. Wyatt had to strain his eyes to see where the hell Gunner was. The ranch dog burst out of the house through the little flap and ran flat out towards Wyatt and Hero. Hero's nostrils flared and his ears perked forwards. Beneath him his horse tensed as Gunner tore up ground to reach them. Hero threw out his foreleg towards Gunner but the dog missed the hoof, yapping excitedly then running circles around the Kiger Mustang as they walked past the paddocks and into the main yard.
In the paddocks a few of the horses turned their heads to watch as they walked past the paddocks. They showed mild interest then turned their heads back, lazily closing their eyes. Wyatt looked up at the ranch house which lay dead ahead. It looked rather quiet inside. They were a few weeks into Lily's treatment at the hospital and Wyatt had given her as much support as was humanly possible. He had the responsibility of looking after the ranch, dealing with the TTI programme as well as frequent visits to the hospital. The ranch hands had been a great help but on his own Wyatt was managing fairly well. Never once did he complain. He seemed to have inherited that from his father who had constantly had to juggle his responsibilities.
Wyatt approached the tying pole and swung off of Hero's back. He landed on the ground with a thud with his boots, pulling the reins over Hero's head and tying them onto the pole. Hero backed away from the pole, tugging on the rein and then eyeing Wyatt.
What are ya doin' now?
Wyatt shook his head and patted his horse on the neck, undoing the tack and setting it down on the pole. He untied the reins and led Hero towards his paddock. The stallion followed en suite, curiously looking around the yard with his tail held high. He acted like the lead stallion, which might be true if it weren't for that wild Nokota stallion of Lily's. The stallion was a threat in Hero's eyes and the two had to be kept very far apart. Hero bumped Wyatt on the back with his muzzle, pushing him along to hurry on over to his paddock.
Watch it.
Wyatt warned although despite his voice a smile perked up the corners of his mouth. Eventually Wyatt was walking away with Hero running around wildly in his paddock. The stallion bucked and reared and spun and neighed. It felt like a typical morning here at Silver Stag.
Wyatt walked back to the house and finally realized that Gunner had disappeared without a word. When he walked through the door a lazy smile spread across his lips. Katy was bent over Gunner who was rolling around on the floor, burying his face into the carpet and sneezing loudly. Katy was scratching the white fluff on his stomach, squealing with delight.
Mornin' sweetheart.
Wyatt removed his hat and put it up on the rack.
"Daddy!"
Katy turned around and ran straight into his legs, wrapping her arms around what she could and then stretching her arms out to be picked up. Wyatt bent down and collected her into his arms, pulling her up and onto his hip.
How'd ya sleep?
"I was out like a light!"
Katy spoke in a high pitched voice, obviously awake and ready to go. Wyatt knew he was in for a busy day with Katy running around after him when they went about doing chores.
Is mom awake yet?
He asked, tucking messing locks of hair behind Katy's ear
`YOU LIFT ME UP AND THEN YOU THROW ME BACK DOWN!
NICKNAMES robs
WHERE CAN WE CONTACT YOU? PM
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? chatzy
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