Post by Anthony Michaels on Nov 2, 2008 11:55:12 GMT -5
Anthony Charles Michaels
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"And my pony will eat your brains out."
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just one pretty little package !
[/color][/b]you know you can't help but love me.[/center]
full name • Anthony Charles Michaels
i go by • Tony
nicknames • Pistol, Gunner
age • 16
birthdate • April 22
heritage • Itallian, Hungarian, Irish, Native American
hometown • Mooresville, NC
sexual orientation • dont tell.... Bi. He does tend to sway more tword girls
board rules• exclusive
Easton Academy Hand Book Rules•Tradition, Honor, Excellence
member group • Ketlar
the stars in my eyes burn bright !
[/color][/b]i think you'll remember this sweet face.[/center]
hair • darkish, brown kinda
eyes • hazel/ green
height • 5' 11"
weight • 145
figure • Musceled
distinguising features • His eyes and the scars (you shall see...)
face • even, big eyes, pretty much the same size, roughly shaven host of the time.
style • scruffy, hasnt gotten totally over the cowboy
there's monsters in my closet !
[/color][/b]nobody's perfect, but i'm sooo close.[/center]
likes •
horses
dogs
being on his own
coffee
caffiene
the internet
rain
drakness
dislikes •
clingy girls
slutty girls
cats
cat people
connecticut
people from connecticut
fears •
moose
jaguires
goals •
to get over his old cowboy ways
positive characteristics •
good listener
negative characteristics •
quiet
shy
secrets •
the fact he is by
he used to be a counrty boy
personality summary •
Tony is a shy quiet, spiritual person. He doesnt particularly like meeting new people. Most think he is aloof, but he is just truly shy. He prefers to spend time on his won or with his very short list of friends. If he chose to, he would get along with most people. If you are able to crack his shell then he can be loud, obnoxious and funny. That takes tiem though. He doesnt trust very many people.
let's pretend i don't know them !
[/color][/b]we've got this love-hate relationship.[/center]
mother • Marie (Mah-Re) James
mother's occupation • CEO, Abercrombie + Fitch
father • James Michaels
father's occupation • raising bucking stock/ farming, now dead as well
siblings • Tim, dead.
pets • the only ones that are currentally with him are 3 of his horses and 2 of his border collies
other important people • none
history •
Well, Tony was raised on a ranch. North Carolina was is true home. He was raised on a farm. It was also a working cattle ranch. He was riding horses since before he could talk. He was riding sheep at the age of 3. Steers by 5. Junior bulls by 10 and he was riding the big bulls by the age of 12. It was his life, but more than bull riding. He loved riding bucking broncs and roping steers, cutting cattle and such. Rodeo was life to him. Until the unthinkable happened.
The Unthinkable And The Crumbling Of Life
Winter had come in with a bang. That was odd so they werent excatally ready. There was an emergency trip to town to get more hay for the critters. Tony was left to do feedings, Tom and his father trecked to town. Tony was un worried when they were not back when he went to bed. Conditions were white out. When they werent back by 10:30 that next night, he knew they were gone. He was sent to live with his mother, whom he had not seen in more than 7 years. His partents had divorced at that time. But now he was back. His nother didnt want him there. He was then sent here.
Present
Well, now Tony is alone. Well, he feels it. His horses are at his mother's house, his dogs as well. He has been trying to get rid of the cowboy ways. Its not that easy, but he doesnt want it to alienate him. Now, he is rather alone, and he is pureply out of his element. His mother and all her family were students here. His family is well recodnized here. He is very much Legacy material.
i'm the person behind the mask !
[/color][/b]being other people is like a hobby for me.[/center]
name/alias • y'all can call me doggeh or puppy
time zone • eastern for the US
contact • houndish@hotmail.com i love emails! you can also try hartslove13@hotmail.com and RodeoJunkie@hotmail.com ill get the email eventually lol
member title • ummmm.... completely insane? Rodeo Junkie? what do y'all mean?
role play sample• well then, this is over 500 words long and i dont expect anybody to read it all....
Kasey watched as the camp director and then a pair of people came up to the stage. He was mildly interested, but he was also curious as to when he would be going up. He was supposed to sing as well. It was an old song, one dear to him. Shooting Star. It held really true for both camp and rodeo. It was a song that was sung at opening campfire, to remind them that life was short and at the end of camp, to remind them to never forget eachother.
His Stetson was pulled down low over his hazel eyes. The girl on stage was rather pretty, and she had a strong, clear voice. There was a guy with her, but seeing his demeaner, he seemed more like family than in a ralationship with the girl.
Gunner sat there, his eyes looking to the stage, but also very very far away. To a place more than a hundred miles from the small Canadian camp. His eyes seemed to see the rodeo camp from here. It was in a small town, North Fort, Texas. The camp was small, no more than 75 campers a summer. Gunner had always been one of them. He was raised in and around the 300 acre camp. He was always in his own world, in the zone, on the back of a horse or bull, giving his all. He would go for it with all he had.
That camp was also where he met his first grilfriend. It was, afterall, a co-ed camp. There were plenty of girls riding bulls and tyring steers as agressively, or even more agressively than some of the boys.
Shaylin was one of them. The blondy with the clear blue eyes was as rough and gritty as any one of the guys out in the dirt ring. Her scores matched Gunner's, sometimes exceeding his. She wore men's cowboy boots and a white stetson. There was never a skirt in sight from her. Always her wranglers and plaid flannel shirt. Her wardrobe prettymuch matched Gunner's.
But her personality was a counter baclance. She was quiet, researved and a bit of a wall flower. The only time she was agressive was when she was on the back of a bull or tying down a particularly wiley stear. Those things could get nasty, so could she. But that was not the side she usually showed. Quiet, researved, a little uptight. Gunner was the first and only to get her to break free from her shell, and then, it was only just a little.
Alas, summer realtionships are usually just that, for Shaylin was a New Mexico cowgirl. At the end of camp, She returned to her home. Stealing one single kiss at closing campfire the last night. Gunner did not know, but 3 years later, she was the girl on the news. The one that was kidnapped. Shaylin Avery was found 3 days later, strangeled and beated to death. And it was only then, did Gunner know, the fate of the girl that had stolen his heart at rodeo camp.
I was in a bad mood lol.
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