Post by Sumi Horikawa on Apr 18, 2009 10:12:46 GMT -5
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”It’s OK to fall, right?
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NICKNAME(S): Sumi
AGE: 14
BIRTHDATE: May 2nd
GENDER: Female
GRADE: 9th
SEXUALITY: Unsure, most likely straight
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and not all of it you can see[/color][/font][/b][/center]
WEIGHT: 114.5 lbs
BUILD: slim, slightly curvy, petite
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS: ears, once each side
FACE CLAIM: Aya Ueto
GENERAL:
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LIKES:
DISLIKES:
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SIBLINGS: Akira Horikawa (older sister)
OTHER: Sumi is pretty much bilingual(Japanese/English) and I know enough Japanese to use it IC if it ever comes up, but she speaks English >90% of the time anyways.
HISTORY:
i’ve got a family and i drink cups of tea[/b][/color][/font][/center]
NAME: Himawari-No-Hatake(Field of Sunflowers)
BREED:Swedish Warmblood
DISCIPLINE: Jumping, Dressage, Pleasure
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i’ve got familiar faces[/b][/color][/font][/center]
Age: 14
Contacts: (PM is fine) PM, E-mail, MSN
Other characters: n/a
Fun fact: I'm a life-long horse-lover, but I'm kinda sensitive about critisizm and I've only been taking lessons for half-a-year or so? I finally convinced my parents.
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SAMPLE POST:
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, LynnNatsumiHorikawa !
[/size]”It’s OK to fall, right?
When you do, I’ll laugh for you”[/b][/font]
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, this is my face covered in freckles !
[/color][/font]with the occasional spot and some veins[/b][/color][/font][/center]
NICKNAME(S): Sumi
AGE: 14
BIRTHDATE: May 2nd
GENDER: Female
GRADE: 9th
SEXUALITY: Unsure, most likely straight
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, this is my body covered in skin !
[/color]and not all of it you can see[/color][/font][/b][/center]
WEIGHT: 114.5 lbs
BUILD: slim, slightly curvy, petite
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS: ears, once each side
FACE CLAIM: Aya Ueto
GENERAL:
Sumi is relatively short in comparison to many people, and will probably not get more than an inch taller. She has a slim body with few curves, and has a round face. Her eyes are almondish in shape, and appear black nearly all the time. Her irises are really a mahogany brown color, but the difference is only apparent in bright sunlight. She has light skin, but she probably would never appear pale, and it takes on a earthy hue when she tans in the summer. Her teeth aren't perfectly straight, but not bad enough to warrant braces. Her hair is typical-- "Stick straight and thick as a board" as she likes to put it. Insteaf of a lgiht brown sheen, it's more of a grey highlight; true black hair. It's usually cut in layers, and it usually falls to about her collar bone, and is longer in the front. Two pony tails, brightly-colored barettes, and just letting it hang loose are all common ways that Sumi styles her hair.[/ul]
Sumi fashions herself many different ways. She loves wearing little cute skirts and lots of pastel colors & white together, but she'll also go for floorlength jean skirts & a boat-neck, bellsleeve top, flare jeans and a tight-fitting tanktop, or even bright oranges, yellows and reds. She's never without a smile, usually has a pleasant look on her face.
, and this is my mind it goes !
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For starters, Sumi has always compared herself to a Serval, for many reasons. One, heck she loves the warm weather; Servals live in Africa. She also loves to swim; servals will readily jump in water when they can. Another point is that Sumi's always separated herself and others as colors. If you're talking warm, cool, and neutral shades, she always picks warm colors. In particular, the red-orange-yellow combo. If she picked one color, it would be a yellowy-orange shade of gold. This also happens to be a shade of a Serval's coat.
She's never been one to go looking for a fight, but if it's a fight you want, it is a fight you'll get. Sumi is argumentative, and is slightly pig-headed in how when she feels strongly enough, she wants you to share her beliefs and ideas. If she is wishy-washy, you bet she'll research for herself and find her own decision. If she cannot research it, she'll take what looks like the best answer and go with the flow.
However, for all this arguing and fiery temperament, she knows how to act the part of the kindly fire in the fireplace. She is one of those kids that is ready to please. She never doubted that politeness was best(once she grasped the concept of acceptable and not acceptable, of course), and aims to be agreeable when in polite company. This includes friends of the family, adults, and strangers of course. She'll pick up your pencil if you dropped it, and say it was nothing and be sure to say good-bye on your way out the door.
However, if you are a kid her age and she isn't at all impressed with you, forget it. She won't mind her manners. She doesn't feel she has to. She can be quite judgmental and superficial. If you pick your nose when she first meets you, it's likely that you'll be classified as gross in her book. Unless you can prove it wrong, that is! She is aware that it is superficial and not the most accepting of ways, but she can't exactly change that. She tries, but hey, a nose-picker is kinda gross. ;3
Sumi is definitely a book kinda girl. She's most happy in a quiet place with a book. Her ears aren't very "hardy" compared to the people around her, who blast music up way high and scream and yell to each other(Perhaps this is connected to servals having gigantic ears, so they can hear prey underground). She's happy with a cheesy, sappy romance to make her smile, an exciting adventure story she can't put down, a book of beautiful poetry... you name it. She's very picky when it comes to literature. She also prides herself on finding typos in books; it's like the hotdogs at a baseball game, if you know what I mean. xD
Sumi can get into rounds of nervousness and self-consciousness, but all around she knows exactly how to walk to the beat of her own drum. One of her inside worries(she does worry a lot) is about if other kids don't like her, because of her racial background/odd personality/bookworm lifestyle/obsessions with certain subjects, like animals(*cough* Servals) or something else. She can also be quite haughty, almost stuck-up, about which friends are "okay" to be associated with. She has her group of friends and, surprise surprise, isn't a complete loner (she hates to be entirely alone; she prefers someone to be in the house with her, at least, but doesn't demand them be in the same room, or even the same floor.
Sumi loves to joke around, make her friends laugh. Imagine a dog playing fetch, or a cat enthralled with a piece of string and it'll describe this. She'll make herself look crazy to make someone crack a smile, laugh, or give in and agree with her. However, she reserves this for her family and dearest friends(which are just about the only friends she can stand to be around, and sometimes are her only friends period). Others just see the reserved, polite side of her, or the fiery, argumentative Sumi.
LIKES:
-Servals(her favourite animal)
-Himawari, Nami and Fuji(her pets).
-horses; all breeds, but especially Warmbloods, and other pretty horse breeds, like Andalusians, Arabians and Frisians.
-culture, language(she considers herself lucky in that she grew up with culture and a vibrant community to cherish it in)
-open-minded people, who don't call her crazy
-her family, her friends, her pets
-warm weather
-the absence of humidity!
-swimming(not so much in oceans/lakes, but pools? All the way!)
-music; particularly pop, J-pop, and country
-playing music; she's not half-bad on the piano and the flute
-drawing, especially wild life and abstract designs
-the smell of water, the outside right after a bout of rain, the barn, and her favourite, sweet feed!
-any kind of funky animal is admired by Sumi. This goes from tapirs to dik-diks, glass frogs to inca terns, blobfish to the recently-discovered neon-pink centipede discovered in Borneo.
-Reading! Her one true passion, other than horseback riding.
-Badminton; she's not great, but it's a family game that she loves.
DISLIKES:
-Cold weather. She just hates it.[/blockquote]
-Humidity. It distorts her hair, makes her sweat stick.. what's it good for, anyways?
-Closed-minded people. Why let your mind only believe one way of doing things? Mostly because a) they're usually meaner and b) she hardly ever fits into their mold.
-Animal abusers. She cries(inside or outside) every time she hears about animal abuse, and hates whoever tortured animals like that.
-People who she judges as "below her", people who are mean, etc. Sometimes it's facetious, sometimes there's a good reason.
-Disgusting oceans/lakes; when there are sharp rocks, murky water, or slimy plants, it's just not fun anymore, nevermind crabs and leeches to grab onto you!
-Spiders. Sure they're good for the environment, but after a close encounter with one in her waterbottle, she's been scared ever since.
-Fleas. With two furry pets and a head of hair, she's had enough experience to hate them. They don't even have a spot in the food chain.
-Emo/heavy metal/rap music. It just doesn't sound very good, just sorta a drone or more percussion than anything.
-Loud random noises. They startle her and hurt her ears. And make her quite angry.
-Ugly drawings. They're just... ugly.
-People with ugly habits(i.e. nosepicking, greasy hair, bad breath). This may be retorical the day she forgets to shower after a riding lesson, but hey! It's still gross. She's somewhat tactile, and it ruins it.
-The smell of potatoes, that smell you get after stuff from the ocean sits a few days and dries out. Nooot a good smell.
-Angler fish. Yuck!
-flat-faced dogs and cats. She's worried that they can't breathe(which, for some, is sadly true)
-Mary sues, and badly written books.
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, and this is my brain it’s tortures analytcal !
[/color]thoughts make me go insane[/b][/SIZE][/color][/font][/center]
SIBLINGS: Akira Horikawa (older sister)
OTHER: Sumi is pretty much bilingual(Japanese/English) and I know enough Japanese to use it IC if it ever comes up, but she speaks English >90% of the time anyways.
HISTORY:
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Lynn Natsumi Horikawa was born on May 2nd, in the Year of the Rat. Her mother came from Japan to the USA before Lynn was even conceived, and her father was from Japanese-American family in California. She had a pretty normal childhood, she didn't move too much, made friends, and of course, loved her pets.
The family spazz, Nami the border collie, was her first pet... although she was more a family pet. Sumi begged her parents for another pet, and they allowed her after a week of "proving her responsibility" (a.k.a, taking out the trash without being asked) to get a guinea pig. She picked out a reddish-gold Abyssinian, naming him Korey, even though her older sister urged her to give him a nice, traditional Japanese name. He lived into piggy old age, but escaped his cage while Sumi was cleaning it, falling prey to the coyotes. The girl was heartbroken.
Fast-forward three years; Sumi is now eight years old. She sees an add in the paper advertising a horseback-riding camp. She is, once again, obsessed. Her parents do allow her to go, but only for one week to try it out.
She loved it, even more than any other sport she'd done(she'd tried and given up soccer, flag football, swim team, fencing). She loved the animals, and she loved the teamwork. There was even a litter of kittens from the barn cat, and they adopted a kitten. Thinking of Akira's suggestion, she named the kitten Fuji, hoping that was "traditional" enough for her(not surprisingly, it was).
Her mother had ridden horses before, and wasn't surprised. She began riding at the same camp every summer.
One of the best days in Sumi!history was her 12th birthday. Not only had she moved across the state the year before to a large house on a secluded lot, she had trouble making lasting friends. Her mother walked her blindfolded into the yard, and in front of her was her new horse.
As soon as she heard about an education AND horseback riding at the same place, she knew she had to be there. She brought her High-B/Low-A grades up to as many A+'s as she could manage, and her parents understood, allowing her to apply.
, and i use mouthwash and sometimes i floss !
[/color][/font]i’ve got a family and i drink cups of tea[/b][/color][/font][/center]
NAME: Himawari-No-Hatake(Field of Sunflowers)
BREED:Swedish Warmblood
DISCIPLINE: Jumping, Dressage, Pleasure
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, i’ve got nastalgic pavements !
[/color][/font]i’ve got familiar faces[/b][/color][/font][/center]
Age: 14
Contacts: (PM is fine) PM, E-mail, MSN
Other characters: n/a
Fun fact: I'm a life-long horse-lover, but I'm kinda sensitive about critisizm and I've only been taking lessons for half-a-year or so? I finally convinced my parents.
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, i’ve got mixed-up memories !
[/color][/font]and I’ve got favourite places[/b][/color][/font][/center]
SAMPLE POST:
[this is from a past RP forum, if that's alright]
Grabbing Himawari's new leather halter, she opened her stall door and the mare snorted, resting her head in the crook of Sumi's left elbow. She quickly put on the halter and clipped on the worn, gold and green candy-cane-striped lead rope, and walked her to the crossties.
She was very glad that her tack was already here; the grooms were oh so efficient, which lessened her moving-in-stress; her dorm room was a mess enough. She lifted the heavy saddle, grabbed her mare's pad and girth, and put them on with care, but as quickly as she could. She strapped the straps, buckled the buckles, and then got her bridle, a matching leather bridle with a nameplate with "向日葵の畑" on the gold plate; her showname in it's original characters. It was beautiful looking, if she said so herself.
She could feel Mimi's excitement as they walked towards the trails. She mounted with the mounting block just outside the barn(Mimi was a rather tall horse), and they were off.
Walking to warm up, they made it up the hill and around a gentle bend, the "ceiling" made of trees caving in, dappled by the afternoon sunlight filtering through. After another bend, they came to a straightaway, and Sumi gave her a small squeeze and they were off in a rocking, rolling canter, both with a big smile on their face, or would be on their face if it were possible.
They came to a short, steep hill, where a small river crossed their path. It wasn't the deep one, Sumi knew, but it looked like fun. She trotted over it smoothly, Mimi shaking her head at the cold of the stream. They cantered a bit more, but then slowed down, coming to a clearing.
She could use a rest, and so could Mimi. It was basically a sprint and a jog up here, so why not? She looped Mimi's reins over a post set up for that very idea, and leaned back against an apple tree nearby.
The black-haired girl sat up, and looked at her horse, who was also concentrating back across the shallow river.
Are those... hoofbeats?
Grabbing Himawari's new leather halter, she opened her stall door and the mare snorted, resting her head in the crook of Sumi's left elbow. She quickly put on the halter and clipped on the worn, gold and green candy-cane-striped lead rope, and walked her to the crossties.
She was very glad that her tack was already here; the grooms were oh so efficient, which lessened her moving-in-stress; her dorm room was a mess enough. She lifted the heavy saddle, grabbed her mare's pad and girth, and put them on with care, but as quickly as she could. She strapped the straps, buckled the buckles, and then got her bridle, a matching leather bridle with a nameplate with "向日葵の畑" on the gold plate; her showname in it's original characters. It was beautiful looking, if she said so herself.
She could feel Mimi's excitement as they walked towards the trails. She mounted with the mounting block just outside the barn(Mimi was a rather tall horse), and they were off.
Walking to warm up, they made it up the hill and around a gentle bend, the "ceiling" made of trees caving in, dappled by the afternoon sunlight filtering through. After another bend, they came to a straightaway, and Sumi gave her a small squeeze and they were off in a rocking, rolling canter, both with a big smile on their face, or would be on their face if it were possible.
They came to a short, steep hill, where a small river crossed their path. It wasn't the deep one, Sumi knew, but it looked like fun. She trotted over it smoothly, Mimi shaking her head at the cold of the stream. They cantered a bit more, but then slowed down, coming to a clearing.
She could use a rest, and so could Mimi. It was basically a sprint and a jog up here, so why not? She looped Mimi's reins over a post set up for that very idea, and leaned back against an apple tree nearby.
The black-haired girl sat up, and looked at her horse, who was also concentrating back across the shallow river.
Are those... hoofbeats?