Post by Madysen Nichols on May 25, 2009 15:28:39 GMT -5
Madysen Grace Nichols
Nickname(s): Madi
Age: 16
Gender: femme
House: Gecynde
Year: 6
Riding Discipline: Eventing
Description:
Madysen is not short, she is fun sized. This bombshell has long ultra wavy blonde hair, with natural highlights. She has excellent hazel eyes that are always sparkling from the sight of a new diamond, or a hot guy. Her eyes flame at enemies, Madi likes to think that she inspired the phrase 'if looks could kill,' and many of the people she meets will agree. Her style is very chic and girly, the only form of pants she will wear are either jodhpurs or short shorts. Other than that she is clad in mini dresses, or modern textured skirts. The one accessory that Madi will forever keep with her is a diamond drop necklace given by her father to her mother before she died. Madi is always seen with this around her neck, no matter what. Though she is per say a girly girl Madi is not at all afraid of getting dirty, especially at the barn.
Personality:
This petite ball of energy is unstoppable. Madi is always on the go, part of the reason she ended up here at Up and Over. She is very good at making the best of friends, and fast enemies. Though her friends can usually be classified as followers, few can rise up to Madi's level. She is a snob, to say the least, she would never admit it in a million years. Madi loves taking good care of herself through her purchases. Part of this comes from her mom passing away when Madi was ten. From then on Madi used retail therapy to get over things, resulting in her rise in social status. All she wants to do is reach the top, socially and in the ever so competitive horse world. In conclusion Madi is: snobby, quirky, fun, flirtatious, sexual, rich, free, and always the queen.
History:
Madi grew up in Virginia, much near Washington D.C. She began riding formally at the age of two, due to her equestrian mother. By then she had her own Shetland pony. Her father was quite wealthy, so money was never an issue for little miss Madysen. She quickly excelled in eventing, and was showing Elementary at the age of eleven. She grew up shuffling through private schools, they all said she had an attitude problem. Finally Madi found one that she loved in Georgetown. When she was ten her mom died of Cancer. The death was hard on the whole family. Madi's father decided to relocate their small family to Georgetown to be near Madi's friends. After the move, Madi sold the little mare that her mother found for her, and bought a bigger better Irish Hunter gelding that she kept up until being enrolled in Up and Over. While she rode him, Madi began to become even more of a snob than she already was, and soon enough she had hundreds of friends and was always surrounded by a pack of them. Madi was sort of sick of this, so she often escaped to the barn, or ran off with some boy for a weekend. All the extra time at the barn and taking lessons from champions made Madi an Olympic level eventer. She went to a lot of events at this level and succeeded at all of them, including the Rolex Kentucky and the 2008 Olympics where she won nice blue ribbons. She was happy for once since her mom died, but her father was not at all fond of this behaviour. He decided to send her to her mothers alma mater Up and Over Academy.
Other: Nothing worth mentioning.
Social Status
Friends: soon to be determined
Enemies: even sooner to be determined
Animals
Pet's Name: Penelope
Pet Details: Penelope is a Pembroke Welsh Corgi puppy that Madi adopted a month before coming to UAO.
Pet's Picture:
RP Sample:
Paige unlocked the door to her new apartment of sorts and groaned. She still hadn't unpacked most of her things, better get started then eh? She walked over to the place where she had last seen a laundry basket and began to lift things off of the construction site. Soon she came across a tall standing basket. Aha! It is here. Paige chuckled at herself. Sometimes she was just too horse oriented, she didn;t even stop to think about unpacking! Paige stuck the laundry basket in an appropriate corner of her bathroom and opened the duffle in there to find her toiletries and towels. First try, yay! Paige grabbed a towel and hung it on the towel rack neatly. Then she went to work fitting all her makeup and things in the medium sized, but tiny cabinet she had. Finally after what seemed like forever, everything was in its respectful, easily acessed spot. She cleared out the remaining junk and bags out of the bathroom and put those away as well. Paige hauled her clothes trunk to her room and began unpacking that as well. The original plan was to just dig through things, but Paige always felt better when everything was clean and tidy, and most importantly where it belonged. She folded all her clothes neatly and put them in either her dresser or her small, but big enough closet. In her dresser she stuck her schooling riding clothes, like her jodphurs and polo shirts; her multiple pairs of jeans, each with its own unique story; the casual tops; her pajamas, and finally her underthings. Well now there was only her show clothes, the few dressy items she owned, and the J. Crew style work clothes she bought especially for her teaching job; to put in the closet. Her shoes were placed in pairs on the floor of her closet.
Paige took care of the rest of her belongings, furnishings and such, quickly. She wasn't too picky about where certain pieces of art, or different throws were. Every type of furnishing she owned was either modern loft, or vintage, so everything went together in a nice homey sort of fashion; but most importantly it still looked good. Paige was proud. Under four hours was what it took to unpack everything. She glanced at the clock that she put above the telephone on the wall. Wow six already? Time to get ready for dinner with Kristin and Kirk.
Paige strode over to the bathroom where she undressed and hopped in the shower. She didn't realize before how sore her muscles got from riding then unpacking. The steamy hot water helped soothe them. The honey blonde girl was out of the shower quickly. There's something to say for limited water supply at home. Paige put on her bathrobe, and ran some creme through her hair to tame it. She strode over to her closet. While she was unpacking, Paige came across a neat vintage number that she completely forgot she even had. It was a light seafoam green, that could even pass for blue in the right light, that had classic draperies across the dress. Paige pulled it out and laid it on the bed. She returned to the less steamy bathroom to apply her beauty products, and stick some makeup on; only a simple light cocoa eyeliner that was only a touch sparkly, a few coats of her favorite mascara, and some tinted lip balm. Simple, and natural; extremely Paige. Paige dried her hair so that it was in its natural waves. Thank goodness for the hair cream, because it wasn't at all frizzy. She slipped into the dress on the bed, pairing it with some simple nude ballet flats, an eco friendly clutch made out of old feed bags, and an understated gold necklace that had a horse charm on it. Paige checked the time once more, seven, perfect. Paige took a quick sweep of the tiny rooms and turned off any remaining lights. She headed out the door and locked it, while trying to remember which room Kristin was in. Paige remembered, and strode down the hall, she rapped twice on the door and ran a hand through her hair as she waited for an answer.
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