Post by bristol on Oct 9, 2011 19:57:36 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://lh4.ggpht.com/-LWSqSNpIToc/TYZTxT60WjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/kX0kRj5ZB6k/BlackWood.jpg); width: 437px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30;] THE BRISTOL ARTEMIS BJORN EDITION   SEVENTEEN , SENIOR, NEUTRALS , VALERIE POXLEITNER "HELLO THERE. I'M SO GLAD YOU MADE IT HERE TODAY, BUT I'VE SEEM TO FORGOTTEN WHAT YOUR NAME WAS, IT WAS PAT... OR SOMETHING, RIGHT? NO, WELL, WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME IT THEN? FIRST, MIDDLE AND LAST, PLEASE. OH, AND PLEASE DO TELL ME ANY SCRUMPTIOUS NICKNAMES." bristol artemis bjorn. i'm not exactly sure where my mom came up with my name, but my dad tells me she was obsessed with the greek gods which is why my middle name is artemis. i go by bristol or artemis, depending on what you prefer to call me. "I HAVE TO SAY, THAT'S QUITE A NAME YOU GOT THERE. I DON'T THINK I'VE HEARD IT BEFORE. TELL ME, HAVE YOU ALWAYS LIVED IN PORTLAND OR HAVE YOU COME FROM SOMEWHERE ELSE?" i've grown up in the great city of portland, although i've kept more to myself than ever being popular. i kind of wish i had moved here though so i could have that fresh start with everyone. "OH, I DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE. HERE, LET'S LIGHTEN UP THE TOPIC A LITTLE BIT. OUT OF ALL OF THE WORDS IN THE WORLD, WHICH FIVE DESCRIBE YOU BEST AND WHY?" equestrian.it's the every breath that leaves my body and the every thought that leaves my head. i am first and for most an equestrian, i always have been and i always will be nothing will ever describe me better than that one single word. quiet. i've always been a tad on the quiet side until you get me talking about my horse, then you just can't shut me up, but this is one of the reasons i never really got popular in high school. cheerful. i'm usually very cheerful but this side of me shows more if we've been friends for a while but i'm always more than willing to lend a hand and help someone in need out. cautious.i've always been cautious around people, i tend to guard my feelings and not let anyone know what i'm truly feeling on the inside. It's a bad habit and bad trait but i can't seem to help myself when it comes to my emotions. self-confident.I have a lot of self-confidence I think it comes from working with horses but if you ask me to get up and talk in front of a group of people or hang out in the vicinity of large groups of people i most likely won't because crowds make me anxious. "I'M NOT GOING TO LIE. YOU SEEM LIKE QUITE THE CATCH. I'M SURE YOU'RE ALWAYS BUSY, HUH? DO YOU LIKE WATCHING TELEVISION OR KNITTING? WHY DON'T YOU TELL US A LITTLE BIT ABOUT YOURSELF?" my only hobbies really are equestrianism and singing into my hairbrush while dancing around my room in my underwear. i like: horses, silver roses, reading, singing, playing games, strawberry and piñion incense, dusting, the smell of leather, cuddling, and traveling. i dislike needless cheapness, hair on the floor, self-imposed guilt, getting sick, acne, repetitive noises, heavy metal music, and losing things. my strengths tend to lie with horses, i excel mainly in the eventing circuit but also participate in the hunter-jumper ring. my weaknesses tend to lie with my people skills, i cannot give a speech to save my life nor can i handle large amounts of people. honestly i'm not even sure what i'm supposed to say here because i loathe describing and talking about myself. "YOU SOUND PRETTY FEARLESS, BUT THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING YOU'RE AFRAID OF. ANY JUICY SECRETS?" biggest fear? never succeeding in life and never making it to the olympics. biggest secret? I tell everyone i don't care about my mother but on the inside im dying to know why she left me and never came back into my life. "DON'T TAKE THIS THE WRONG WAY, BUT ARE YOU GAY? I MEAN, IT WASN'T SOMETHING YOU SAID OR ANYTHING. I'M JUST A CURIOUS OLD BADGER. UM. WHAT DO YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE? IS THAT BETTER? I GUESS YOU DON'T HAVE TO ANSWER IF YOU DON'T WANT TO." i am completely heterosexual thank you very much. i'm sure someone somewhere wishes i wasn't but that just sucks for them. taste in people? hm, well i tend to be attracted to people i cannot have. i'm rather short so i tend to enjoy my boys being nice and tall. jocks are nice on the eyes in my opinion. "ALRIGHT, ENOUGH WITH THE HEAVY STUFF. LET'S TALK ABOUT... MUSIC. I THINK YOU MENTIONED SOMETHING ABOUT POP OR HIP HOP EARLIER. WHAT KIND OF MUSIC DO YOU LIKE? RAP, COUNTRY, JAZZ? WHAT ARE YOUR TOP FIVE MOST PLAYED SONGS ON ITUNES?" i tend to enjoy alternative and electro the most. five songs i can relate too? siberia, in my heart, comatose, west coast smoker, and toes. "LISTENING TO MUSIC LIKE THAT? YOU'RE SURE TO BE A STAR IN THE NEAR FUTURE. YOU SEEM LIKE A WELL-ROUNDED YOUNG PERSON, MY DEAR. WHERE DO YOU FIND YOURSELF TO BE IN FIVE YEARS FROM NOW?" i'm an aspiring Olympic star. no really every kid dreams of at least once, but i'm doing my best to make those dreams come true, whether it's in the next five years or ten years that is my ultimate dream. but in the next five years i hope to own my own equestrian riding stables with an instructor certification and teaching children to do what love most in life. "IF IT MEANS ANYTHING, I'LL BE ROOTING FOR YOU WHEN THE TIME COMES. I'M SURE YOUR PARENTS WILL TOO. SPEAKING OF YOUR PARENTS, WHY DON'T YOU TELL US THEIR NAMES AND WHAT YOU THINK OF THEM! DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS, PETS, OTHER RELATIVES?" mother, father, siblings, pets, other. janet bjorn. adoptive/step mother. Janet is the only mother i have ever known in my life, my biological mother left my dad before i was one, and my father remarried to Janet when i was three and shortly after they had twins. We have a decent relationship together but we both know she isn't my mother and she stopped trying a long time ago. jerry bjorn. biological father. Jerry, or Daddy as I usually call him is amazing. we have a pretty good relationship, and he buys me whatever i want which tends to be good for our relationship although we do have our occasional fights. bjorn twins(no names yet because i'm hoping someone will play them). half-brothers. the bjorn twins are my awesome little half brothers, they're both in their freshman year of highschool and they can get a little moody from puberty, and although they don't share my love of horses i love them dearly. Siberia. Off the track Thoroughbred. Siberia is that one constant thing in my life that will never change and always be there for me, no matter what. click for image "OH, I SEE. WELL, WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME. WHY DON'T WE WRAP THIS UP WITH YOUR STORY? HOW DID YOU END UP IN PORTLAND, OREGON?" well, my first year of life was relatively uneventful, until my mother left my father. he was grief stricken for a while, or so i'm told anyways but he remarried by the time I was three and graced me with twin brothers before i was four. I started riding English at the age of four, where i fell in love with it. by seven I had my first pony who I rode until i was twelve, that's when i received my first horse who lasted around three years before i earned Siberia. We've been together for two years and there's never been a day when i haven't trekked out to the barn to visit her. I guess i should also let you know that i've lived in portland my entire life and haven't even moved houses. But i guess you'll want to know my school status as well, i remain neutral. yes i have enough money to be as every bit popular as the rest of them but it's not something i desire, unless i'm on my horse being in the spotlight is not something i crave. i used to be friends with all the popular kids when we were in grade school, but once everyone broke into clicks i decided to remain neutral, talk to everyone and associate with absolutely no drama. so far, my plan is working out pretty damn well. ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE Camry scrubbed her hands hard with her special soap. It costed a fortune for a small tube and she bought it by the gallon. She shook her head, her hands might be red, but they would be clean and free of grease when she met up with Aiden. Camry dried her hands off and shut the doors to the garage. The garage was her home, more often than not she would spend nights there during the week. Camry signed off her computer and grabbed her duffle bag, glad she always kept spare clothes with her. Camry changed quickly from coveralls to her low slung skinny jeans, pink flats, and pink top. An outfit bought for her by Lissa, no doubt. Camry would never be caught dead in a store selling these clothes. She checked her hair, glad it fell in such nice curls around her face, if she had been more materialistic she might be more grateful, but with her career she didn't care. She grabbed the keys to one of the shop cars, it ran, but only barely. Still, it was a better option then walking. Camry drove quickly, she was known for speeding and had the tickets to prove it.When she got to town square it was raining, this she was used to. She grabbed her umbrella (she had one stashed everywhere), and hopped out of the car. For a girl, Camry was small, for a mechanic, she was tiny. Camry stands at exactly five foot one, weighing a hundred pounds soaking wet. She smiled and waved at several people she knew, making her way towards the pet store. She couldn't be more excited for getting this puppy, she had always wanted one growing up. She waited patiently outside the pet store, putting her umbrella away as she stood under the store's overhang. BRIS, 3+ YEARS, MARSH LED ME HERE, STAFF EDIT |
