CARDEWELL, larissa <d>

[larissa.]

LARRY!
ISN'T A PRINCESS;
Baby DEMIGOD was naive got lost 15 times.

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» This Ain't Hollywood;

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The birth Certificate Reads LARISSA BROKE CARDEWELL
That's what they call me LARRY
Don't dare you call me ISSY
Been on this d**n world 17
They always say I look like HANNA BETH MERJOS

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»I Was A Dreamer;

I stand tall 5'6"
Don't ask me this 100
Holes and Ink dragon on back;lip, ear
I stand out scar from chin to chest.
This is me With long hair thats waist length, a deep brown, almost black, and pale skin that contrast sharply, Larissa is unique in many ways. Her skin is like porecelain, smooth, soft, and pale. If anyone gets close enogh to touch it. Her feet are a size 6 ladies, and she wears small clothing. She has a delicate body, but is very strong. Her hair has a blue tint to it, and sometimes, she dies it a different color, and sometimes she's heavy on makeup.

She takes great pride in her appearance, and makes sure everyone knows it. She doesn't showoff, but more dresses and acts more superior, and naturally draws attention to herself. Mainly, she's seen wearing jeans, a hoodie, Converse, and her phone. Everyone knows her by her tattoo on her arm. It a ribbon around her arm, from wrist to shouder.

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»Holding On, Days Dragged On;

Ugh bugs, jerks, hollow noises, oranges, orange, water, shadows.
Yeah horses, compters, fire, heat, intensity, surprises, spooky stuff, bread
Not so good being sympathetic, compromising
Go me riding, finding loopholes
Eeep! see dislikes, weaknesses
creeky doors, black/red/grey stones, loud noises
Yeah, baby ---
All together Larissa is sharp and snappy, a puzzle solver, a snazzy dresser, a jerk, and a cunning young woman. She’s the kind who catches onto loopholes and takes advantage, the kind that’s a great spy. Unforgettable though.

She likes short and firm. She never shows what she thinks. Her mind is special. She never lets anyone in. She’s always on your tail, watching your every move, quick to notice things. Quick to talk. She’s the alpha girl at school that you want to blush and pee in your pants in front of.

She’s basically a nightmare. The only reason people love her is her horses, and that she’s so………amazing in many different ways. It her unique and eccentric style that lure people to her

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»Happy Endings, Now I Know;

Don't fight family ANGELA MARIE CARDEWELL - 39 - a small person, she stand a 5'2", much smaller than her husband. she can be very annoying and overprotective sometimes, but she's a cool mom. she wold do anything for larissa or david.
DAVID BLOW CARDEWELL - 49 - a tall man, standing a 6'1", with a nice and calm personality. he would do anything for his wife and child, and always has a calming presence his brown hair has faded to a brown/grey, but he still is lively.

But fight siblingsN/A
Born and raised LONDON
Blast from the past
There’s not much to say. Well…

Larissa was born with an extra fnger and had it taken off in an operation. Her mom nearly died giving birth. They were in London. Then they moved here, for her. She wanted to come here for the horses. She loved them. She had horse and msic everything. By the time she was 4, she could sing some famous tunes. She played some stuff on her litte piano, listened to music, and took music lessons.

She was 6 when she started riding. She got a 14.1 hh welsh pony named Smoky Blue Eyes. She rode him and showed him leadline at all kinds of shows, and did fun shows too. She stopped riding when she broke her arm, and started afterwards, slightly shaken by her fall. Then she dislocated her wrist. She was confident that time, since she knew her little pony wouldn’t be funky now that she was a better rider.

She was 10 now and jumping 3” on Smoky, only 4’3”. She got another horse, a young Morgan. She wasn’t riding him until she was 13, and her horse was 3.She could jump 3’6” now, and she rode Smoky less and less. She was small enough, just caught up in showing Fallon. She was 15 when she got Poe, a 2 year old Morgan mare. She was riding her, a gorgeous, a chestnut. She finally fell off again, and this time is left a barely noticeable scar running from her chin down t her chest. She healed fine, but still had some marks on her knees and arms. And after that, rode her tons, showing and all.
[from another site]

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»Lead Her Up The Stairwell;

Before here Tons. She was 14 when she had her first boyfriend, but that quickly passed. She was with another guy for a few months, and then got tired of him. And so on, and still doesn't find any particular interest in them...Yet.
Yes no weaknesses, being strong. thats really it.
No almost everything i didn't mention above.
I like guys[has kissed a girl]
Stay with me forever N/A

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»This is a fairytale;

Password PASSWORD ACCEPTED(Rain)
This is how I RP RP SAMPLE -- CAN BE FROM ANOTHER SITE

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Lyrics © to White Horse by Taylor Swift. Form © to River's Edge Riding Academy.
Thanks! :]

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[larissa.]

SAMPLE for GOOD RP

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Feelin’ you comin’ around
You’re breakin’ me down

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Ooh, such a tiring day for Larissa. The event was coming up, she was schooling Poe, and had to keep poor Fallon in shape and make sure he got a fair share of attention. She smiled and leaned against the stall walls, rubbing the stallion’s head before getting her tack, humming a quiet tune. Recently she’d become more thoughtful, and stopped her way-cool look. Her hair was now a light pink, and her skin was deathly pale. An improvement, to her, at least.

“ Fallon, come one.” She clicked her tongue, leading the stallion out of his stall. She admired his new breastplate and adjusted it a bit, then tightened the girth and ran down her stirrups. Everything was new. From her Charles Owen helmet, to Fallon and Poe’s breastplate, and Pessoa saddle and bridle. The girth was pretty, and all the colors were perfectly coordinated with special gel wither pad that cost her a fortune. She smiled as she arranged his mane before leaping on lightly. “I don’t take life seriously, because I can afford not to.” She murmured, running her fingers through his silky mane before squeezing and asking him to move out to the ring,

He responded nicely and walked eagerly through the open gates, passing so she could lean down and swing them closed from the unusually large Morgan horse’s back. Instead of clicking her tongue, he whistled shortly and he started walking while she stood in the stirrups, the saddle squeaking slightly as she put her phone in her back pocket of her blue faded jeans that made her top look perfect, and her skin not so pale. How? It seemed impossible, but its true.

She finally shortened her reins and clicked her tongue, tapping him with her heel. He was a little slow, and slightly lazy, and lurched forward into a jerky trot. Probably because he hadn’t been ridden in a couple weeks. She let him trot around once, then started bending him and changing diagonals, and circling. He responded easily, arching his head and snorted. His neck was slightly damp from working, and his inner eyes faced her when she asked him to bend. She smiled pleased with his progress. She slowed him to a walk and let the reins down to the buckled.

“Excellent, Fallon! Your so good!” She praised, patting his neck and letting him take a break. She stretched slightly, already sore from keeping him “in tune.” Her heels slipped up, I forgot to mention she hadn’t ridden in a few weeks, either. The stallion snorted again, his posture proud as his head was high and his tail swishing, just like always. He resumed his schedule normally, not at all surprised she expected so much. After all, he was an amazing horse, wasn’t he?

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[larissa.]

SAMPLE for NORMAL RP

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Feelin’ you comin’ around
You’re breakin’ me down

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Larissa clicked her tongue, holding Fallon’s head in and asking him for the canter. Snorting, he quickened his pace into a smooth lope. “Good boy! Now you’re getting the hang of it!” She said, smiling as she leaned forward in half jump seat, patting the bay stallion’s neck. Her tossed his head, acting like he knew he was important. It took a few minutes for her to notice Greg. “Oh, hey Greg!” She said, smiling.

She was surprised when she noticed he was riding. She shrugged it off and concentrated on Fallon again, letting him trot as she twisted slightly in the saddle, surveying the jumps. They were low enough to warm up over, but high enough to be a challenge. She turned him easily around the bend, trotting now.

His pace quickened and his ears went forward when he saw the jump. With a snort, he lurched over a cross-rail awkwardly. Larissa made a tsk tsk sound with her tongue, pulling him back. She turned him around, clicking her tongue again to get him going. This time he paced himself, and jumped over the cross-rail gracefully, with a dull thud when he landed.

Larissa smiled, finally pleased. She shivered slightly, and let him trot around and do it once more. He did it as gracefully as before, even with the two added jumps. They trotted it once more, and then she let him approach it at a canter. Even before the turn his ears were pricked, and he listened to Larissa’s quiet hands and legs that would tell him when to take off.

Not long after, she gave him a squeeze, and he lifted his front body, jumping over them and clearing the bounce to one stride easily, finally enjoying himself. “Good boy!” Larissa said, smiling as she let him slow to a walk. She leaned down and hugged his neck, patting it as she sat up again.

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