Post by Joaquin Magdalena Fuentes on May 22, 2011 16:15:21 GMT -5
`JOAQUIN MAGDALENA FUENTES!
i see it in the way you would do
``FULL NAME Joaquin Magdalena Fuentes [HO-ah-keen mahg-dah-LEY-na FWEN-teys]
``NICKNAMES Quin, Quinny, Waki (or, Joaqui [wah-kee])
``AGE Nineteen
``GENDER Female
``ETHNICITY Mexican
``SEXUALITY Straight
``STATUS Single
``OCCUPATION None
``PLAYED BY Nina Dobrev
when no one else could ever get through
``JOAQUIN LIKES Family, culture, dark colored horses, blood, eyeliner
``JOAQUIN DISLIKES Fire, Tijuanan Mexicans, large bodies of water, fake girls, whores
``FEARS To have some of her father in her.
``SECRETS She was once a gang member, and was picked up off the streets when she was 15. She isn't a virgin anymore because of their gang leader. Her name is actually very masculine and is the equivalent to an American name like Dave or Rick. She has a 19 inch scar running down her spine from when she snapped back at their gang leader, Ricardo, and got whipped for it.
``GOALS To excel in her riding career & to put her passions before people.
``PARENTS NAMES Delilah Fuentes, Cesaru Fuentes
``SIBLING NAMES Alejandro Fuentes, Pato Fuentes [deceased]
holding back til i come around
``PERSONALITY[/color]
Joaquin has two sides to her. There's the side that loves to shop, the side that has her face made up and her clothes dressy and cute. Joaquin loves to shop and loves to mix and match new fashions. She's always looking at good deals and trying to make herself look better. After coming off the streets, she told herself she would live the high life, the luxury life.
She also has a down and dirty side. Since she's an ex-gang member, Joaquin has seen a lot and is ready to kick ass if need be. She's a lot less glamorous, and she's also a lot more rough around the edges. Her eyes gain a hard glint, an edge that keeps people at bay. But she's always in favor of humans, and her and Alejandro will help any human if they see them in need. Joaquin usually lets her brother do the majority of the fighting, but she's been known to punch hard as well.[/size][/blockquote]
time and time again you wait for me to come in
``HISTORY[/color]
Joaquin grew up on the streets of Mexico. Her parents were killed in a gun fight that also killed her immediate brother, Pato. She doesn't remember Pato but hates Tijuanan Mexicans for it.
When she was five, after living with her aunt for two years, she was introduced to a newly found half-brother. Same father, different mother. His name was Alejandro, Alex for short. Her and Alex bonded immediately-- Maybe having something to do with both their strange eyes, their odd luminescant sea-green eyes.
Both were born in the same neighborhood, their entire family being involved in the gang meaning they themselves were born into it as well. Neither one knew a life beside it, so when police officers picked them up off the streets ten years later, they had no idea why.
The two were put in an orphanage as their aunt and older sister were put in jail for unknown charges. The two were adopted by a middle class family, all white, and Joaquin was positive she was going to hate them. But, as soon as they walked through the doors, they were nothing but nice and Joaquin and Alex immediately loved them like their original parents. Now, no one would ever have guessed that either had that part of their histories-- minus Joaquin's large, 19 inch scar running down her spine.[/size][/blockquote]
and did you really look my way
``SHOW NAME A One Night's Chaos
``BARN NAME Cay
``BREED Arabian
``AGE Four
``GENDER Gelding
``HEIGHT 15.3 hh
``COLOR Dark Bay
``PERSONALITY Chaos has always been a trickster. Joaquin likes that about him, because he knows how to cheer her up whenever she's down or in need of a laugh. He knows when to be serious in the ring, but he also has his stubborn moments. Cay can be a real snot when it comes to doing things he doesn't want to, which sometimes makes him a bad shower. He is iffy on the hedge fences, but any other fence he'll clear without much of a problem. He favors the right lead too much and it can be hard to get him to switch.
``HISTORY
Cay was born to a breeder the way any normal colt would. His father was a good jumper horse and his mother a pretty and well built brood mare. Joaquin visited the breeder when he was only two months old and immediately took a liking to him. Over the course of two years, she saved up enough money to buy him from the breeder, and she was gifted with a beautiful Arabian.
``OTHER She often shares Cay with her brother, Alejandro.
'cause no one could have seen this coming
Each pump of Cay's legs built Joaquin's adrenaline up farther and farther. With her legs pressed firmly into her gelding's sides, Joaquin eased him towards the next jump. Her eyes locked onto the red and white striped poles, her body moving fluidly back and forth with each strong pump of Cay's legs. The black Arabian gelding loped up to the poles, lifted his large torso off the ground and Joaquin instinctively lowered herself forward. She watched with satisfaction as her horse cleared the jump. She flicked her gaze back forward and steered Chaos around the curve, slowing him to a stop, parallel and facing the jump.
It had been two years since she had bought her dark bay gelding, the one that panted softly beneath her saddle, the one who shook his mane to relax himself off as she steered him out of the arena. It was only a few years ago that her life had been completely altered around. Four years ago she had been begging off the streets and running around with a gang. Months after that, she was laying in beds with soft white linen and going to school with clothes that didn't have holes. And now, here she was, riding on the back of an expensive show horse, one that she could finally call hers.
A small smile crossed her normally cold and taut face subconsciously as she thought this. She walked Chaos down the isle towards the back stalls; he already knew where to go. Her deeply tanned hands lay relaxed on the horn of the saddle, grasping the reins loosely as she walked him out. Today's training hadn't been too intense; a couple warm up laps, a few jumps. Just to see where he was standing today. After she got home from class, she figured she would train him again. When they reached Cay's stable, the black gelding nosed his way through the bars, opening the door with his soft lips. Joaquin dismounted and pushed the door the rest of the way open, chuckling as he began to snuffle along her arm with his big whiskered lips. "Oh cut it out," She laughed, pulling him in by the reins and clipping him up to un-tack him.
After Cay had been undressed and was resting comfortably in his stall, she began her way down to the log sheet at the end of the hall next to the tack room. However, as she began passing stall after stall, a blonde head bobbed out of sight, behind a tall white Andalusian. Joaquin took a sharp intake of air, her dark brown eyes widening slightly as her irises hardened in on the figure. But before the slim woman could see her, she kept moving, keeping her heart from hammering out of her chest on the way to the front office.
i would never let you down
``YOUR NAME Vanadium, Vana, V. (Stephanie?)
``NICKNAMES ^
``WHERE CAN WE CONTACT YOU? viralinfectionate@yahoo.com, stephers1995 (AIM), 248-982-0107 (text only)
``WHERE DID YOU FIND US? An advertisement on Rigor Mortis.
this was made by PAULAA?! from CAUTION 2.0 and modified by Alli take this
credit and you will die! Lyrics credit to Hedley!
credit and you will die! Lyrics credit to Hedley!
