Post by Kendra Beaumont on Feb 24, 2008 19:47:24 GMT -6
*The name is [Kendra, Beaumont]
*Blew out [15] candles
*Is a gorgeous [female]
Personality [Kendra is a quiet introverted girl. She spends most of her time riding by herself. If someone comes up and talks to her, she's really friendly. She talked to them and get to know them a little bit. But because she looks to be depressed all the time no one really talks to her anyways. She enjoys taking long rides at least two hours or so.
She doesn't get anger often, but when she does. You don't want to be within five feet within her. It will seem like she wants to bite your head off. She's very friendly and will be a good and truthful friend.]
Appearance [Kendra is a fairly thin girl. She eats A LOT! Yet, she seems to almost be anorexic. She wears heavy eye liner around her eye, but not in compeitions. She's a very active girl. She's also a martial artist so she knows how to defend herself. She's into softball and singing. At school, she's a lead soprano. She knows how to scream and get her voice to the pitch. She mostly wears dark colored clothing so it seems like she's depressed and emo. Really, she's a fun person to be around.
At compeitions no matter how small they are, she's very dedicated to riding. If she doesn't win, she gets very upset. She takes nothing but first home with her which explains why she's gone to the Junior Olympics three times, only winning twice. She will appear to be stuck up because she's so dedicated to riding and has expensive clothing, but she hates snobby people. She'll go up to a snobby person and tell them to get a life and don't bother other people to make them feel good. She appreciates any advice she gets from anyone even if it's someone younger than her. She'll take everything into consideration from other people besides her parents and past instructors.]
Riding History [Kendra was born into a loving home. With a French father and an American mother, it was difficult for her to be considered anything. She's a mutt basically. She learned French from a young age and took English when she was a little older. The only good thing about her parents is, they both love riding, training, and caring for horses. Her mother, Colleen was the Western type rider. She performed as jockey and barrel racer compeitions all over American and became very famous for it. She trained her daughter to become a barrel racer and jockey. Kendra loved learning with her mother. Her mother got Kendra her first racer/barrel racer when she was ten years of age which would be Sidney.
Unlike her mother, her father was more proper type rider. He performed in compeitions all over Europe in Dressage and Show Jumping. Kendra really wasn't interested in Dressage at all, but Show Jumping interested her a lot. Her father bought her first jumper at the age of nine, who was Carson. The first compeition she went to was when she was eleven years old. It was a local compeition with both her parents watching. She won first in barrel racing, racing, and show jumping. Her parents were very impressed and knew she had the talent to reach the top. After several compeitions with vicotries under her belt, she made it the Junior Olympics.
She was only going to do show jumping this time. Sidney had a leg injury, and she wanted her racer back and healed before any performance and compeitions would happen. The first time she went. She won! It was incredible. She'll never forget that experience. A year later, Sidney was ready to race again. Kendra took it easy on her. She didn't want her precious horse to be injuried so severly again. First compeition she took Sidney back to, she won second place which was great for a horse just healed after a cracked femur bone.
The second time she went to the Junior Olympics. The most horrid thing happened to her. She went for the second to last jump in her compeition. She had been training with Carson so long. He was ready. She was ready, but both of them weren't ready for this. After the perfect jump, Carson landed wrong and he fell to the ground with Kendra on his back. Her parents ran onto the field worried both about horse and rider. Kendra was instantly knocked out.
When she woke up days later in the hospital, she was confused. Her parents explained to her that Carson landed wrong on both of his front legs and he collapsed. She asked what happened to Carson. Her parents hesitated, but told her that Carson had to be put down because of the severe injuries he endured. Kendra cried. She lost her best friend. She could hardly believe it. During physical therapy, she wouldn't eat, speak with anyone, or even ride. Her therapist sent her to a rehab place where they healed her slowly. She needed to ride again. Her injuries were healed up and her therapy was over.
She wanted Carson back, though. She knew she couldn't bring back a horse from the dead. After a year in therapy, her parents moved with her to the area in West Virginia. She started to play softball and she joined a martial art class. She slowly gained her confidence back again. She rode Sidney after a year of no compeitions. She finally rode again. Her parents bought her another show jumper named Raphael.
She started training again, and then her family settled down in the Virginia area. Slowly, Kendra builds up the strength she needs for compeitions again. She builds the energy, strength, and healing here at Berlington Equestrian Center.]
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RP Sample [Kendra sat in her room staring out of her window. She wanted to ride, but she didn't. She was really tired. She had just finish packing all her items into the new house they moved into. Her room was a light shade of red. Her favorite color. Her bed was a twin bed, very small, but big enough to fit her. The ribbons and trophies on her wall from riding, martial arts, and softball. She smiled. She wanted to ride. She had that sudden urge to get up and ride. So she did. She leaped off her bed, pulled her boots on, and ran down the stairs.
She ran out the back toward the barn. She ran down the long line of stalls until she found Sidney. She open the stall. "Hello Sidney. Ready to ride?" she asked. The Thoroughbred looked at her and seem to smile. She pulled the bridle that hung at the edge of door. She pushed over Sidney's head. She didn't bother getting a saddle. It was more fun riding bare back, anyways. She pulled Sideny gently out of the stall. As soon as she was out of the barn, she leaped onto the horse's back. She gript the reins as she was taught and took off. She didn't know where she was going. She just rode until the road would end. Then, she still didn't know where she would go.]
