Post by H.oofbeat on Feb 18, 2009 17:50:42 GMT -5
[/color][/left][/font]Skye
ISN'T A PRINCESS;
Baby Skye was naive got lost 18 times.
» This Ain't Hollywood;
The birth Certificate Reads Skye Maggie McGhie
That's what they call me Skye
Don't dare you call me Popsicle
Been on this d**n world 18
They always say I look like Kristen Stewart
»I Was A Dreamer;
I stand tall5'8
Don't ask me this 125
Holes and Ink Ears Only
I stand out The reddish Brownish Colour of my hair, and the green colour of my eyes.
This is me Im me alright. I was born to my mother Maggie Scott, and my father Brad McGhie. My mom always told me the way that I got my name was when she was pregnant with me she would lay out in the grass and star at the sky. She liked that name because she spent so much time laying looking at it. I have brown red hair that’s down past my shoulders. I have green eyes that make me stand out. Im not fussy about what I look like. I like to wear the basic jeans and t-shirt. I usually wear my hair down unless there is a special occasion, then I might wear it up or wear it curled. Im not picky with what I eat and I don’t care what people think of me.
I have three brothers and three sisters not including myself. Sarah, Samantha, Katelyn, Matt, Greg, and Brandon, plus myself. Its quite a big family, but we don’t fight that much. We all stay out of each others way, so there is no need for fighting. I grew up in a relatively large house. It had to house nine people so it had to be large. I had my own room. Along with Matt and Katelyn who complained that they were too old to have to share a room. Sarah and Samantha however share a room. There both only 5 so they get scared easily. Brandon and Greg also share a room. Brandon is also 5 years old and Greg is 7. My mother had one set of triplets that consisted of Sarah, Samantha, and Brandon. Then there was my younger brother Greg who was just a single. While Matt and myself are twins.
»Holding On, Days Dragged On;
Ugh I hate amphibians
Yeah I love horses and other animals. I love reading writing and drawing. I also love Show Jumping and Cross Country.
Not so good Im not the greatest at math or Dressage.
Go me I excel at Show jumping and Cross country. Plus writing and im amazing at drawing. I get very high grades and love to learn.
Eeep My fears are failing out of school, and a relative or family member dying.
Yeah, baby My turn on’s would be someone who is kind and sweet. Someone who cares about others and is nice and loyal towards others. Also someone that is kind to everyone as well as myself. The perfect one would be one of a different personality but still down to earth.
All together I have a very wide spread kind of personality. I love to be around people in general. Im not afraid of much but the things that I am afraid of I really don’t like. Im a good person and spread the love around. I can be a little high strung sometimes but most of the time I am a good down to each person. I get along with pretty much everyone that I come across. My friends and family aspire to be more like me. I play a big part in my family. Being one of the oldest along with my brother. We, or rather I play a large part in getting my younger siblings on their way to being just as good as I was when I was younger and now. Im glad that I have such a large family. Were all treated evenly and that’s what counts.
»Happy Endings, Now I Know;
Don't fight family PARENTS --
Mother – Maggie Scott. Age 37. Maggie works as a riding instructor. She taught Skye how to ride when she was smaller. She also owns a prized breeding farm in Calgary, Alberta. Maggie looks a lot like Skye. That was where Skye got her looks from. She has long brown hair and green eyes.
Father – Brad McGhie. Age 38. Brad works as a lawyer in the city. He makes lots of money. He also helps run the very wealthy breeding farm that they own. He helps Maggie train the horses and is also a registered riding coach. Brad is the typical looking adult male. He’s quite a lot taller than his wife. He is 6'4 tall. He has cropped black hair and brown eyes.
But fight siblings BROTHERS OR SISTERS --
Sarah – Age 5. She is a little monster. She was born as triplets. Sarah is a small little girl. She loves horses but her passions are figure skating. She has blonde hair and blue eyes.
Samantha - Age 5. She is also a little tyke. She gets in some trouble along with her twins Sarah and Brandon. Samantha is just as small as Sarah. She likes the guy sports more. But she absolutely goes for Hockey. She also has blonde hair along with both of her twins.
Katelyn - Age 15. She is in High School as a school in Alberta. She is a good girl and hasn’t gotten into much trouble at all. Katelyn is one of the older kids but still not the oldest. She has brown hair that is always chin length and is spiked to the side. She is real girly but likes to play with the boys. She carries a part time job at the local No Frills store.
Matt - Age 18. He is the twin of Skye and is a great kid. He’s a great kid. He loves the girls and loves to be outdoors. He has long-short hair. Its in a shag and is brown. He loves the outdoors and loving the outdoors gave him a job in the outdoors store.
Greg - Age 7. He is the only single child that doesn’t have a twin, so most of the time he feels very left out. Greg is the only child in the family that doesn’t have a twin of his own. He’s the one that gets in the most trouble. He doesn’t like that he’s the one that doesn’t have a twin. It causes a kind of depression. He has short hair and brown eyes and is short and skinny.
Brandon - Age 5. He is the third of the triplets. Brandon has blonde hair and blue eye s and is a rebel. He fights with his siblings more than any of the others.
Born and raised Calgary, Alberta
Blast from the past I was born with a twin which made it harder for my family. Though there is seven kids only five of us live at home still. Matt and I had already moved out. Matt had moved out with his girlfriend some where in Alberta. I moved to Rivers Edge to go to school and am having a wonderful time there. As for the rest of my family, there just them. My family is boring. My younger brother Greg is learning to cope with his depression from not having a twin of his own. Its such a silly thing to be depressed about, but for him it is a big deal. Our family never moved after I was born. We have spent more than 18 years in the same place in Calgary, Alberta. My house has always been full even when it was just both my parents and my twin and I. My grandma moved in with us after my grandpa died. She died when I was thirteen so our house lost one of its beloved members. My cousins visit often. And when they do there is a lot of chaos when they are around. Five other bratty children on top of the seven that are already there. I have a large, large family. Relatives included. On family occasions like reunions the chaos is unbelievable. The family is great, but sometimes is just too much.
»Lead Her Up The Stairwell;Before here I haven’t had very many past relations. I once dated this guy named Martin. He was nice but a little bit too peppy for me. Though he was a jock and hot doesn’t even begin to explain how he is, he just wasn’t the one for me.
Yes My turn ons would definitely be a guy that is smart, kind, loyal, sweet, caring, outgoing, and maybe a lot of fun. Id prefer the guy to like me for who I am and not what I look like.
No Extreme obesity. I don’t like seeing anyone that is young like the age of 18 being over 300 pounds. Though I don’t mind them they just need to see whats right.
I like I am forever straight
Stay with me forever As of right now I don’t have a relationship. I am lookiong for one and hope to get one real soon.
»This is a fairytale;
Password Ice Cream
This is how I RP
It’s time to tell my story.
I am big and I am beautiful. When I run, I run like the wind, and when I jump, I jump like a deer. I am a winner. I am no different than I’ve always been. Nothing has changed. I need to use up my energy. I have excess adrenaline. I don’t care for anyone when I am mad. I’m big. I’m a bit of a stallion. I am not vicious.
I am Tremor.
I can shake you.
There was nothing new, but hatred growing with every passing second. It was rolling in, not knowing where or not to stay or go. Only time would tell. What was it? Was it something from he** or from the heavens? It was still so undetermined, yet he was vulnerable to whatever it was. Could he stand up to it? No one new, no one but him. As every passing second went by he could only wait or what it was. The wolves howled in the distance at the full moon before them. It came closer and closer, the ground shook. Could it be a Tremor or was it just him?
His legs were locked and the sound grew even louder as if it would never stop. A blast of thunder came down in front of him, making him jump back a few feet. The heat was unbearable like a newly paved road on a hot humid day. Could it be any worse than it already was? Was this storm ever going to quit? He sure couldn’t tell. The dark side of him was coming to the surface making an unbearable anger pile up in side, he was going ballistic, or so he thought. All right ballistic wasn’t the word for it, it was more of an insane feeling something he couldn’t explain. Something more than anyone could explain. It was sheer madness. The feeling of turning into something else, something not of the Equus caballus kind but of something much different, more different than what was already there. The lighting struck a tree only a few feet away, it cam tumbling down across his back. The incalescence of the coniferous tree lie across his back. His flanks were scared from the heat of the burning wood, and pine needles that were sticking out of his back. He reared into the night sky and the dense object slid of his rump and onto the ground behind him. His back was soar after the burning on it, he needed to take out his anger, but on what? He ran, ran like the wind but suddenly he new the ballistic feeling inside of him, ‘LOVE’.
It was all clear now love was the feeling, a feeling he had never felt before. Not since he was just a young colt loving his childhood playmate, but he was much too old for that now. Wasn’t he? The question lingered on inside. But who did he love surly, it wasn’t a fae? He was so unsure about every thing since the first bolt of lightning that came down above him. The feeling wouldn’t go away, not now and probably not ever. He had never felt that way about a girl before, even though he didn’t know any girls other than his mother. He set out to find a mare that was looking for him. In a way just a little piece of his heart was with it. He was always so lonely, never had many friends and never had much of a life. Until now . . . he hoped. Would he find someone to love him back? Would they be together forever? Would they have a wonderful relationship? So many questions, so little time, so little answers. Time passed and dawn was approaching. The sun would bring a new day, new things to do, and others to meet. Only time would tell what would make of him. For he was a Tremor, Tremor of the night, and soon to be day. For it didn’t matter, what they looked like, how they talked, and what there calling was, he would listen, but be careful I can shake you.
Lyrics © to White Horse by Taylor Swift. Form © to River's Edge Riding Academy.
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