Petit endroit où je vais stocker la fiche de mon personnage, des codes, des tests de résumés... Bref, ça ne va pas être très organisé donc... x)
Mimie55
Cavalier pro
Messages : 23
Date d'inscription : 07/05/2016
Date de naissance : 01/08/1998
Age : 25
Sujet: Re: Journal de Mimie55 Sam 7 Mai - 21:26
Personnage
Larkin Slowinski
Homme - 24 ans - Cavalier Pro - CCE
Caractère
Petit caractère afin de mieux connaître ce grand brun ? Hum.. Ce n'est pas quelqu'un de méchant ou qui fait volontairement du mal aux personnes. Grand amoureux de la vie, il ne s'encombre généralement pas des personnes ennuyeuses, rabat-joie ou déprimantes. Si il est assez sociable, il n'est pas pour autant un grand bavard, en particulier pour des stupidités (rien de tel que de lui parler de téléréalité ou de star pour le faire fuir) , il aime avoir ses petits moments de solitude en compagnie des chevaux qu'il trouve plus reposant que les humains.
Il a pas mal de défauts qu'il essaye d'améliorer chaque jour, certains beaucoup plus récurrents que d'autres. Il est très susceptible et rancunier, n'oubliant jamais des paroles ou des gestes, même intentionnels de votre part. Jaloux et un brin possessif, il ne fait pas vraiment le petit ami idéal, sauf si vous avez une volonté monstrueuse de lui faire changer ça.
Principalement cavalier de cross et de saut d'obstacle -et de dressage à ses heures perdues-, rien de tel pour le mettre de bonne humeur que d'entrer sur un terrain de cross au printemps. C'est un des seuls sujets sur lesquels il peut parler pendant des heures..
Équestre
Niveau équitation, notre Larkin s'est récemment orienté vers le parcours de Cavalier Professionnel après avoir mûrement réfléchit. Il pratique l'équitation depuis sa tendre enfance et il enfin décidé de se lancer professionnellement dans le domaine de la compétition. Passionné depuis tout petit par l'univers des concours, il ne rêve que de ça : vivre le stress des compétitions et les dernières préparations, faire des reconnaissances sur les parcours, rencontrer des personnes nouvelles... Il a fait l'achat d'une petite KWPN il y a très peu de temps : Little Liar. Il a pour objectif de se familiariser petit à petit avec l'alezane puis de débuter les concours avec et pourquoi pas, par la suite, acheter un autre cheval afin de vivre la même expérience mais différemment.
Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
[i][/i]<center><link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Devonshire' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><div style="background: #D9D9D9; width: 500px; border-top: 3px solid #BD9E95; border-bottom: 3px solid #BD9E95;"><center><br><img src="http://eventingnation.com/eventingnation.com/images/2012/06/elaine-pens-vira.jpg" width="450px"><div style="font-family: Devonshire; font-size: 35px; color: #BD9E95; opacity: 0.9; font-style: italic; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #3D3D3D;">Hi Princess ! We'll advancing together now.</div><div style="font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px;">Larkin & Little Liar - À pied</div></center> <center><div style="background: #ffffff; border: 1px solid #C0C0C0; width: 450px; text-align: justify;"><div style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px;">Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.</div></div></center><br>[url=http://cityofpub.forumactif.org/]by Oswinwho[/url]</div></center>
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<center><link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Devonshire' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><div style="background: #D9D9D9; width: 500px; border-top: 3px solid #BD9E95; border-bottom: 3px solid #BD9E95;"><center><br><img src="http://sgw-online.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/EP1406120516.jpg" width="450px"><div style="font-family: Devonshire; font-size: 35px; color: #BD9E95; opacity: 0.9; font-style: italic; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #3D3D3D;">En avant, calme et droit.</div><div style="font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px;">Larkin & Little Liar - Dressage</div></center> <center><div style="background: #ffffff; border: 1px solid #C0C0C0; width: 450px; text-align: justify;"><div style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px;">Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.</div></div></center><br>[url=http://cityofpub.forumactif.org/]by Oswinwho[/url]</div></center>
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<center><link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Devonshire' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><div style="background: #D9D9D9; width: 500px; border-top: 3px solid #BD9E95; border-bottom: 3px solid #BD9E95;"><center><br><img src="http://www.dehoefslag.nl/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/Elaine-Pen-en-Tim-Lips.jpg" width="450px"><div style="font-family: Devonshire; font-size: 35px; color: #BD9E95; opacity: 0.9; font-style: italic; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #3D3D3D;">Toujours besoin de conseils ! </div><div style="font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px;">Larkin & Little Liar - Coaching</div></center> <center><div style="background: #ffffff; border: 1px solid #C0C0C0; width: 450px; text-align: justify;"><div style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px;">Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.</div></div></center><br>[url=http://cityofpub.forumactif.org/]by Oswinwho[/url]</div></center>
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<center><link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Devonshire' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><div style="background: #D9D9D9; width: 500px; border-top: 3px solid #BD9E95; border-bottom: 3px solid #BD9E95;"><center><br><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srmqYar_yXE/Vp4VQO_tmlI/AAAAAAAAACg/hCadW2LVVS0/s640/EP1408316994.jpg" width="450px"><div style="font-family: Devonshire; font-size: 35px; color: #BD9E95; opacity: 0.9; font-style: italic; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #3D3D3D;">I believe I can fly...</div><div style="font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px;">Larkin & Little Liar - Obstacle</div></center> <center><div style="background: #ffffff; border: 1px solid #C0C0C0; width: 450px; text-align: justify;"><div style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px;">Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.</div></div></center><br>[url=http://cityofpub.forumactif.org/]by Oswinwho[/url]</div></center>
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<center><link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Devonshire' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><div style="background: #D9D9D9; width: 500px; border-top: 3px solid #BD9E95; border-bottom: 3px solid #BD9E95;"><center><br><img src="http://img11.hostingpics.net/pics/289885Sanstitre7.png" width="450px"><div style="font-family: Devonshire; font-size: 35px; color: #BD9E95; opacity: 0.9; font-style: italic; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #3D3D3D;">Un mètre soixante-dix de douceur...</div><div style="font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px;">Larkin & Little Liar - À pied</div></center> <center><div style="background: #ffffff; border: 1px solid #C0C0C0; width: 450px; text-align: justify;"><div style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px;">Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.</div></div></center><br>[url=http://cityofpub.forumactif.org/]by Oswinwho[/url]</div></center>
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<center><link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Devonshire' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><div style="background: #D9D9D9; width: 500px; border-top: 3px solid #BD9E95; border-bottom: 3px solid #BD9E95;"><center><br><img src="http://www.kwpn.nl/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/Pen-E-CAEN14L0842.jpg" width="450px"><div style="font-family: Devonshire; font-size: 35px; color: #BD9E95; opacity: 0.9; font-style: italic; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #3D3D3D;">Retour aux sources ! </div><div style="font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10px;">Larkin & Little Liar - Cross</div></center> <center><div style="background: #ffffff; border: 1px solid #C0C0C0; width: 450px; text-align: justify;"><div style="margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 15px;">Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.</div></div></center><br>[url=http://cityofpub.forumactif.org/]by Oswinwho[/url]</div></center>
Mimie55
Cavalier pro
Messages : 23
Date d'inscription : 07/05/2016
Date de naissance : 01/08/1998
Age : 25
Sujet: Re: Journal de Mimie55 Sam 7 Mai - 22:06
Chevaux
Little Liar
kwpn - Jument - 3 ans - 1m70 - Alezan Brûlé - CCE
Caractère
Comme toute jument qui se respecte, elle a son petit caractère et il y a des jours avec et des jours sans. Lunatique, il faudra s'accorder aux humeurs de Mademoiselle si vous voulez en tirez quelque chose de positif chaque jour. Loin d'être intenable ou totalement hystérique, il s'agit tout de même d'une jument très douce et qui adore qu'on s'occupe d'elle. Une poignée de papouilles et de friandises, un bon pansage et vous l'aurez dans la poche, la belle n'étant pas farouche.
À pied, il ne s'agit pas d'un modèle mais ce n'est pas un monstre. Encore jeune, un rien l'intrigue et elle oublie parfois qu'un petit cavalier lutte afin de la retenir, il n'est donc pas rare de la voir traîner son cavalier en longe, voulant découvrir l'univers qui l'entoure. Montée, elle est verte, il faut l'avouer mais elle est très volontaire dans son travail, essayant toujours de comprendre les choses, particulièrement à l'obstacle où elle semble avoir des facilités. Un brin trop énergique, une bonne détente est indispensable pour canaliser la bête. Néanmoins, cette petite boule d'énergie est sensible et a un énorme besoin de se sentir constamment en sécurité et rassurée par son cavalier.
Plus d'infos
Liar est une petite jument de 3 ans en pleine croissance. Elle a vue le jour dans le berceau de sa race : les Pays-Bas. Elle est fraîchement débourrée et ne connait absolument rien du travail, hormis les voltes et autres figures simples. Elle a fait quelques balades mais reste néanmoins assez peureuse en extérieur, chose à travailler afin d'en faire une bonne jument de cross. Ayant la chance d'avoir un physique solide accompagné d'un mental à toute épreuve, la belle est destinée à embrasser une carrière dans les compétitions de CCE. Son propriétaire a pour objectif d'en faire une parfaite jument polyvalente pour ensuite lui offrir une retraite de poulinière.
À faire : • Balade avec Liar, • Premiers sauts, • Travail en liberté, • Sortie au pré.
'En cours':
Une première balade sportive !
Larkin & Little Liar - Balade
Grumpy wizards make toxic brew for the evil Queen and Jack. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked.
∝ Avoir terminé sa présentation ∝ Créer son compte bancaire ∝ Avoir soigné une monture ∝ Avoir une semaine d'ancienneté ∝ Avoir entraîné une monture
Récompense ► 1 000€ + 3 points cavalier
Deuxième année
∝ Avoir fait 3 résumés avec une monture ∝ Être parti en balade avec une monture ∝ Avoir 10% de complicité avec une monture ∝ Avoir une deux semaines d'ancienneté ∝ Avoir 15% de moral avec une monture
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