MANLOW, jamie

[Jamie Manlow]

*jamieelizabethmanlow!


}.Plastic blue invitations in my room.
I've been waiting here for you..~

*whoyoucontrol!

full name: Jamie Elizabeth Manlow
nicknames: Jam, JJ, MJ
gender: Female
age: 21
birthdate: April13, 1988
sign: Aries
grade: Junior in College
canon or original: Original

[/size][/blockquote]

*lookscankill!

hair: Jamie very rarely changes the color of her hair or the style, it's always black because she doesn't want to make it forty different colors. It's always at least shoulder-length but never much longer than that because Jamie wouldn't be able to show off her tattooed wings on her back. If it's not down, as it usually is, it's up in a ponytail so it's easy to flip underneath her helmet. She doesn't like to have it done up fancy or in fifty different hair tie spins because it just becomes tangled. Jamie isn't one to mess around with her hair unless she has to for a banquet or something, it's pointless.
eyes: Her eyes are the one thing that are odd about Jamie, other than her obnoxiously short height. Most people would say they are a sharp hazel but with a closer look they are a heightened shade of green that make her eyes quite shocking to look at. She is proud of her eyes, they help her stand out and make her not look so Irish.
nose: Average length and LOVE it.
lips: A Snakebite piercing frames her soft pink lips that curve just perfectly into a cupids bow.
complexion: Fair skin tone causes her to occasionally tan but mostly burn.
body: Femininely muscular, obviously works out to keep strong. Being as tiny as she is requires her to be strong to handle her horses.
distinguishing features: She's a tiny, tiny five feet tall with a petite frame that makes her seem even smaller. Her tattoos on her back and hips also give her away as well as her nose piercing and ear piercings.
style: Jamie is a bit...different in her dressing style, it's not crazy but it's not totally normal either. She prefers to wear skirts to show off her legs, even if they are short, and tank tops to allow more freedom. On occasion she'll wear a pair of jeans instead of a skirt and a t-shirt, but that's usually only when she's going to the barn before a horse show. Otherwise she's in skirts or sweatpants, and always in a tank top or a corset-styled top.
played by: Amelia Dolore

*removethatmask!

likes:
*Sleeping
*Reading
*Riding
*Sex
*Boys
*Cuddling
*Softball
*Laughing
*Fake wrestling with friends
*Being with her friends
*Rock music
*Heavy metal
dislikes:
*Betrayal
*Denial
*Not enough sleep
*Yawning
*Sweating
*Girls
*Rap music
*Being bored
*Hard beds
*Long drives
strengths:
*Determined
*Level-headed
*Relaxed
*Talented
*Easy-going
*Kind-hearted
*Loving
weaknesses:
*Too kind-hearted sometimes
*Distracted easily
*Bipolar Disorder
*Her past
*Old injuries
*Mind over matter
fears:
*Becoming like her mother
*Having a repeat fall like before
*Being left by a loved one again
*Getting out of control
goals:
*Competing in Eventing once more
*Not being like her mother
*Keeping her mind under control
secrets:
*Was heavily into drugs and alcohol as a younger teenager
*Had an accident during the Irish World Eventing Championships that ended her career in Ireland.
*Mother walked out on her family because of Jamie's Eventing career.
*Loathes her father for forcing her to leave Ireland.
general personality:
So, you would like to know about Jamie? Where to start is the first question, especially when it comes to her personality. Jamie is quiet, always has been due to her work with rehabing abused horses and retraining them to become some of the top horses in their equestrian sport. She's not one often associated with being loud, boisterous, crazy or outgoing, especially when it came to meeting people. She's smile, give a little wave or 'Hello' and fall quiet once more. She just can't seem to push past her wall that she puts up. Someone has to be pretty consistent in getting her to talk for her to put her wall down and open up.

Once that person gets her to relax and talk, she becomes one of the most loveable people in the world. She's cutesy in her own way, with her silly little sayings or her way of just acting cute. Jamie really is silly, and absolutely loves to snuggle with people. Doesn't have to be a boyfriend, she'll just sit down and snuggle with someone because it makes her feel safe. Her ex-boyfriend put her on a run around with his emotions, so she holds them in until she's about to explode or do something stupid. Her first instinct is to go to someone and talk to them about it, but if she can't find someone she'll take it out on herself.

It's not like she's been diagnosed with chronic depression or something like that, she's just an expressive person and loves to talk it out. If someone won't sit there with her, she'll find some way to write about it or most likely draw. If that doesn't work then she goes to herself, and she can't break that habit. It is something she has been doing since...she doesn't even know when she first started but she has been trying so hard not to do it, and has been succeeding. With great help from a friend back home she had been getting ahead of whatever problem she was having, and then he disappeared. So now she's here.

Sexual would be another word for Jamie, she just loves to be 'affectionate' you could say. Touching a guys skin is just something that sends her on a trip for some reason, she does every chance she can too. Being skin to skin with a guy, whether he's built like a Militia Man or lightly toned from general work, is a favorite thing of hers. Hence where she gets her cuddly side from, the warmth from a person keeping her tight to them and keeping her safe is something she'll never forget.

In general words, Jamie is seemingly insecure but she's the most confident person some people have ever met. Give her a loving guy and she becomes a snugglebug, just give her time to relax and open up.

*homesweethome!

mother: Aislinn Manlow • 56 • Unknown
father: James Manlow • 58 • Architect
siblings: Devin Manlow • 37 • Lieutenant in the British Armed Forces
pets: Monkey • 2 • Ferret
hometown: Clonmel, Ireland

*waybackwhen!

history:
Jamie was born two and a half years after her parents were married and three years after her brother was born. She was the last child James and Aislinn would be able to have because of fights that would end in divorce late in Jamie's young life. She grew up like every normal child does on her family farm in the countryside of Clonmel, Ireland. The first eleven years of her life would go along with no event or any important happenings. She competed all through those years on her horses as well as played football and was introduced into the new sport of Softball. Excelling in all of her sports, Jamie decided to go on the road of horses when the time came for Secondary school. At the age of thirteen her parents would divorce, her mother moving to England and leaving Jamie behind with her father and brother.

The divorce would cause a heavy downfall in Jamie beginning with drugs and her friends at school. Heavily getting into drugs, Jamie started to use drugs to make her riding better but it would actually cause a disaster in that field. At Ireland's Eventing Championships, Jamie was on the Cross Country course doing amazing despite the crappy weather that had come along that day. She sat first after Dressage with a huge lead, all thanks to her father's training in Dressage, and was projected to take first or a very close second after the Cross Country. An announcement rang over the PA System that a horse and rider were down six obstacles ahead of Jamie and she knew she would be ok because the Water Combination was ahead of her.

Gathering up her Thoroughbred a bit, Jamie slowed down for the entrance to the water so they wouldn't enter too fast. They cleared the entrance drop ok, swinging around to the double logs and then picked up a quick canter to the ledge out of the water. They were almost out of the water and only had the out log to jump, but she had misjudged it. They were coming to fast out of the water and her horse hit the brakes once on the ground. Because of the rain that had hit overnight, the ground was slippery and had proven a difficulty for most riders. There was no exception for Jamie and Tac, her Thoroughbred. Tac's hooves slid in the mud and he hit the log, tossing Jamie over the log to the ground on the other side. The momentum carried Tac over, landing on Jamie's hips and legs.

Tac would clamber up and later would be diagnosed with a minor tendon strain but Jamie was slightly worse off. When Tac landed on her it tore her ACL and bruised her insides so she would be out of riding for awhile. The doctor ran a drug screen on Jamie and found the drugs she had taken before the show. This sparked something in her dad's mind and he decided, once Jamie was better, they would move everyone to the America's. Two weeks after her sixteenth birthday Jamie arrived in Virginia with family and horses in tow. Her dad had found a farm for them to own and start their business up in North America. A few months later Jamie moved to New Jersey, having heard of a group of farms in a small city that were high in the showing world. She brought her horse Willy with her, leaving Tac to her brother who had started to ride him after he was healed.

*talenttospare!

roleplay sample:It had been awhile since Jamie had taken Skippy out into the outdoor ring for exercise. He needed it now more than ever because after the last show, where he pulled a nasty stunt in the warm up by taking off, he needed some thorough bomb proofing. Currently she was standing in the ring beside her tall stallion, hands working on tightening the girth and stretching his legs. Skippy's ears were pricked forward and plastered towards the trail head as if something special was preparing to jump out at him. He had become quite a handful now that some of the mares had gone into heat and for some reason everything was scaring him. At one point, he had even become scared of his own tail blowing in the wind.

Shaking her head as Skippy jumped a bit at her adjusting his boots, Jamie walked him forward so he would breathe a bit. Checking the girth once more and now satisfied, she lifted her short leg and lifted into the saddle with ease. Skippy walked forward as he was asked to by Jamie and his long legs carried them across the rest of the ring to the rail. Jamie's sharp eyes traced along the ring as she checked each fence that she had set up previously, making sure they were the correct height of four foot except for her warm up fences as well as making sure they were angled the right way. Bright colors mixed in with plain ones, uneven bars and wide oxers all decorated the ring in the pattern Jamie had set out.

Naturally she hadn't decided exactly how she would go through and jump every single fence but she would decide that when the pair was ready. Turning her attention to Skippy, Jamie shortened her reins with a half halt and asked him to trot. His long strides changed into relaxed trot strides while Jamie lifted her seat from the saddle and sat back down a second later. His pace was easy and relaxed, head half way down and ears flipping back and forth. It seemed whatever had freaked him out at the show the other day was gone and he was back to normal. So Jamie thought. As she turned to change across the diagonal the horses in the pasture took off in a run, scaring Skippy.

Skippy's reaction was a bit over the top for something as simple as horses' running, a hard shy to the left followed by a rear after he hit the jump. Jamie hung on easily but she was slightly unseated when he took off with a hard buck. Lifting her hands so he would stop bucking and then began to try and get him to circle. His mouth was clenched shut and he was trying to bull-head his way through Jamie's hands. So, she gave a sharp jerk and he snapped his head up. Taking advantage of this, Jamie got him to turn and slow down into a trot again. That was completely unexpected and had shaken Jamie a bit, but she kept the trot so she could continue to warm up. Hopefully someone hadn't seen that, or if they did, they knew how to help fix these spaz outs.

*thepuppetmaster!

name: Mouse
age: 19
years of roleplaying: Seven
password: accepted

[/size][/blockquote]

*this lovely plot page was made by canter of white pages. steal and die.

[[T a n g o]]

ACCEPTED
welcome to dusty saddles!