ZIMBERLEE, arianna - wip-

[kane]

Character Name: arianna zimberlee
Nickname(s): ari
Gender: Female
Age: eighteen
Grade: Senior
Former School: Lincoln
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Geek
Weight: 115 lbs
Height: 5'3
Appearence:

COMING (=

Personality:

well, she is definitely one to bring up the laughter. she is known for her random, un-need dirty jokes every now and then. but really, people walk themselves into it. although she is on the geekish side of things, she is known for being friendly to everyone. almost. some people she just can't bother to deal with. arianna loves talking to people, well mostly all the people, some people just get her tounge tied, while others just push her buttons far to much - she never ends up talking. & amazing she is a rather trustworthy person. although, since she can be a little bit on the shy part, but once people get to know her, the real side of her shines.

like everyone, she has her frustration /anger emotions. although it takes alot to really get her revved, it still has its moments where she can get rather snappy, snippy, and just short tempered. this rarely happens because of people, but if the days just aren't going well. she rarely looses patience on people, unless it just kind of comes to her due to other stresses. she isn't threatening when she's mad, unless the fists come out. yep. fists. none of this girly hair pulling, cat fight thing. if someone is good enough to push her, she will pull some moves on them. she had years of karate lessons, so she has quite a forceful punch to her. although she really tries to keep her temper low, but it just happens.

so now that we know she is generally happy, she has a aggressive side, now what about depression, sadness, anything? well yeah. sure, she is on anti-depressants, but look at what she is dealing with everyday. people who think their perfect and that they can take over the world, guys who are totally gorgeous, but too good for her, people who just freak the hell out of her, and others. although the depression is rare, some days it is just impossible to hide, and she goes to class looking like a wreck.

History:

COMING (=

Sample Rp:

the large bay stud under her shifted his weight a step away from the mare, almost as if he was shying from her. although the other dutch warmblood just seemed to be leaning on the bit, wanting to be closer to the stud as possible. though from previous training, he learned that mares could wait when he had a rider on his back. the female watched the large bay's ear flick back in slight annoyance to the mares persistance of trying to get his attention. his ebony whip banner flicked at his sides as he brought his head higher, though the female kept him on a loose rein. "well, if you are referring to just my mare, then thank you, but shes actually topping over 16 hands. but if you are being sarcastic and saying your horse is better. i would have to disagree." HOLEY PROTECTIVE. he was worse than a PMS-ing girl for gods sake, although, she could probably get use to those snappy remarks. so now he was jumping to the conclusion the seventeen hand high stallion didn't stand a chance against the other dutch warmblood. for once in her god damned life, she was confused over a guy. he was entertaining though, so he could maybe stick around. a small laugh fell off her vocals as she looked from the mare to it's rider. [ well then, i was only complimenting your horse. and compared to him, she's a bit shorter... ] she said simply. she wasn't here to argue and apparently this male had a bit of a sensitive side. very, touchy. the female watched as the mare was pulling harder and harder on the bit to try and get closer to the dutch warmblood stallion that had taken a step away. "stop." the mare suddenly took in the sound of the firm lyrics that was tossed her way. she had flicked her audits back and unhappily, listened.

as the mare had given the stud space, his head lowered into a droopy manner again and his left hind leg cocked, he finally figured out that they were probably gunna sit here and talk, so why waste the energy. although, the female did realize he was un normally mellow. maybe it was time for all of his probiotics and his joy juice. sure enough to bring him back to his normal self for one and for all. "you yourself have a nice little stallion there. how old about? he looks.. expensive." okay, so although he was still in his cocky state, she couldn't help but look at him pathetically. yeah, anyone, event he blind could tell he was expensive. it didn't take a scientist to tell the world this boy was expensive. and a nice little stallion, why not, he was one of the shorter ones she had ridden, and she could care less if this guy had a problem with zimaro, or a problem with her, or a problem with what ever. like seriously. [ he's six. ] she said simply, ignoring the cocky comment of her horse being expensive, as well as being little. though compared to the mare in front of him, that was little. she took in a deep breath lightly as the female collected her reins lightly and ask for the brute to drop his dome at the poll. this conversation seemed to be going slow, nad some bending supplments wouldn't hurt this big guy, besides, he was getting stiff on that right side. the female did a light direct rein , really only moving her fingers, and the brute worked on three different angles of bending his dome around, then they worked to the left, doing the same three bends, then they went back to the right. the brutes large mocha orbs had gone into a more quiet state, almost as if he were to fall asleep.

after a little bit of working with the bending supplements, the female allowed the brute to have his head again as she shifted in the saddle quietly, awaiting a reply from the male. he almost reminded her of a pimp. she couldn't help but think it. just the looks of the male and how he seemed so cocky. she had to admit, he had the looks to pass as a man whore or simply, a pimp. the female dropped the reins completely on the brute's withers as her digits ran through her hair, quickly throwing it up into a simple pony tale, the heat starting to get to her lightly. icy sapphire orbs glanced towards the male lightly as she continued to wait his response. though, the thought of the brutes ear infection entered her mind. maybe that was what was giving him all this lathargicness. & that would also describe the ear guards which laid over his ears. she was wandering how a equine could get ear infections, but it was possible, she was putting dropps in his ears twice a da-. well she kind of forgot this morning.... so he would have to settle till after this ride, which was doing nothing, talking to some cocky bastard that would probably be great in bed. a small sigh escaped the female lightly as the sound of the brute under her dropping his head, only for his velvet kissers to lip at the splint boots lightly. a simple itch. once the male had refused to comment on her last two statements, the female took a deep breath, maybe it was time for her to have the balls and talk. [ i noticed you were having a bit of troubles keeping her at a steady stride towards the jump, if you brought her head down a bot more, you probably could have had a more steady stride. but you had really nice eyes. ] ahh. lets see if he took that the overly desperate way of saying she liked his eyes, even though her comment didn't mean like that. most jumpers she knew always looked to the jump, many of them landing on the jump instead of staying on their horse. she had to envy that finally someone who had a fairly decent knowledge of show jumping didn't look to the jump. finally, it took this long to find that person ?!

Celeb:

GREENE, MELISSA MARIE

Out Of Character:

i go by the name kane & i am anciently old. not really but yeah. i have been roleplaying for four years and you can contact me though PM & e-mail. i am on a few active sites known as jump then fall & i'm currently making my own roleplay called save our soul and bytheway.. i'm not wonderful at applications (: