Post by Jayne Doe on Jan 8, 2013 13:05:16 GMT -6
JAYNEELISABETHDOE
<<Played by Cara>>[/center]
Shine a light through an open door
Full Name>>Jayne Elisabeth Doe
Nicknames>> None
Age>> October 31st, 1999; 14
Staff or Student>> Student
House>> Blue
Gender>> Female
Sexuality>> Heterosexual
Face Claim>> Peyton List
Turn away 'cause I need you more
Personality>> Janye is in one word, a snob. Even though she's never really fitted in anywhere, she's never been left wanting. Aside from being a snob, Jayne has an infectious laugh and it has been said that her walking into a room can lighten the atmosphere - but she doesn't know if she believes it. Due to her past of competitive riding, she doesn't easily make friends, but she doesn't intentionally isolate herself either.
Likes>>
Being the Best
Classical Music
The colour blue
Cross Country running
Shopping
Dislikes>>
Horses
The colour red
Dogs (she's not afraid of them, but won't go out of her way to pet one either)
Seafood
Heavy Metal music
Fears>>
Heights
Closed Spaces
Hopes>>
To find out about her birth parents and why they didn't want her.
To find somewhere that she belongs
Secrets>> That she is a very accomplished rider
It’s the way I’m feeling I just can’t deny
Appearance>> Standing at barely four and a half feet - Jayne is waiting for her growth spurt - she has wavy blonde hair that tumbles down to the middle of her back and eyes that fluctuate between green and brown. Even though she didn't have a lot of height, she is beginning to develop curves. She is skinny, but not to the point that she looks like she starves herself and is well toned from all the running she does.
Jayne doesn't wear anything that doesn't have an expensive label and every single item in her wardrobe is in season - she won't wear anything that isn't in fashion.
Markings>> Single earing in each ear.
But I’ve gotta let it go
Medical History>> Any illnesses, broken bones, etc.
Criminal History>> None
Full History>> Jayne was born to a pair of ordinary, down to earth farmers in Kansas. She was a very welcome addition to the family, and her parents loved her to bits. One day, during the planting season, when Jayne was six months old, a tornado came out of nowhere. The natural disaster killed her father on the scene and left her mother with fatal wounds; of which she died within the week. After their deaths, and with no other contactable family, Jayne was named a ward of the court and put into the foster system, and was later told that her parents abandoned her (from a foster parent who didn't know otherwise).
Foster life took some getting used to - all the moving around - but things settled down - when she was six - when she begged her current family to let her go to riding lessons. When they said yes, and she started, it seemed that she should have been born on a horse as she took to it naturally. Fir her seventh birthday, Jayne's foster parents bought her a pony.
When she was four, and living on a large property, she was exploring the property with her foster family and fell down an old well - it had been boarded up but the wood had rotted - and after she was rescued, she can't stand being in closed dark spaces.
A couple of foster homes (and five years) later, Jayne arrived at the stable to discover that her beloved pony had been stolen, along with a few of the school horses and ponies. Her foster father - not a particular pleasant man - blamed her for the pony being stolen and slowly, Janye also began to blame herself and put away all of her her equestrian ribbons and trophies and turned her back on horses and riding.
Even though she was a foster-brat, Jayne never wanted for anything. All of her foster parents were well off and had no problem spoiling their temporary daughter. Two years later, she had managed to get everyone to forget who Jayne Doe was in the equestrian world. When she introduced herself, no one would look at her and say "Oh, the jumping star".
It was at this point that her social worker suggested that the girl start up at Blue Ridge. He hoped that maybe sending her to an equestrian school would relight the girl's passion for horses, and since the school was just a couple of hours away from where she presently lived, her foster parents agreed.
We found love in a hopeless place
