Nicole Lahaye

[Nikki Lahaye]

Nicole Lahaye

Behind The Mask
Alias: Nicole "Nikkie" Lahaye
Years Roleplaying: 2
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How did you find us?: A site I was on had you advertised
Sample Post: Silence had taken hold of Heaven's Valley in its entirety after the fire was vanquished, settling over with no intention of leaving. Life itself seemed to have paused, suspended in time for indefinite periods. It wasn't as if she minded. It gave her time to think.

The ebony witch posessed about her a dark elegance, one that comes only to those born of the finest Shadowkin lines. Her mother had been Andalusian blood, her father Gypsy Vanner. They had been the dark Lady and lord of the Shadowkin. To her had passed her father's build and her mother's attitudes. She had been raised to be completely different than she was now. Love had existed in her home, it was evident between Soul Train and Paradox. Even between herself and her parents. But love was a lie, told to all equines. The lights were the ones who lived the lie. The darks were the proof that love was a bunch of crap.

It had never come to her, this beautiful lie that she had so wanted to believe in. She had fought her way to the top, hoping to win in the process the love of the bastard who had chained her here. But no such luck. He wanted the weaker one, the one she had defeated so easily. She remained unwanted and untouched. It had turned her bitter, defiant, and yet arrogant. Although she despised her role as Rune's queen, she would keep it. She would remain on top, flaunting her power to the ones too afraid and too weak to have it.

her graceful tango across the new domain was danced alone, as it always was. It was a sad summary of her life. Destined to be set apart, but not by will. She was forced there by the actions of the others. The blackness of the shadows was the only thing that seemed to welcome her presence, swallowing her into their depth. A Juliet scorned by her Romeo...nothing could've been worse. Even as she broke the silence with her own muffled hoofbeats she had to wonder about it.

Why the silence?

Back To The BASICS
Full Name: Nicole Elizabeth Lahaye
Nicknames: Nikki
Age: 17
D.O.B: March 24, 1990
Gender: Female
Grade: Junior
Original Appearance: Junior

It's All About YOU
Celebrity Portrayal: Keira Knightley
In the Mirror: How can I describe myself? I've lived on a ranch all my life, so my body reflects the hard work I've done. My legs are lean and muscled from hanging on to horses I broke. My arms are toned from lifting 80 pound hay bales above my head. I've had to keep myself in good condition for the rodeo circut and soccer, so my daily runs keep all the excess fat far far away. My skin is tanned from the long days in the sun. I've got scars on me. They're faint, but if you look close enough, you can tell they are there. I've got one running down my side from where a bull caught me by his horn. Nearly tore a rib out. There is also one just under my eye from when I got into a fight with my horse. I lost, needless to say.
Some people would call me pretty. I have wavy blonde hair that falls just below my shoulders. My green eyes are wide and shielded by long, dark eyelashes that give me a sultry look. My skin has no visible blemishes, although it likes to break out at the most unpleasant times. I have freckles across my nose and on my shoulders, courtesy of our lovely sun. I'm also very thin, but I suppose constant work and excercise will do that to a person. I am about 5'4, so yes I'm what I'd like to call Vertically Challenged. Call me short and we'll fight.

Clothing Style: I'm a real cowgirl, from cowboy country. I had to dress to suit the ranch and the heat, and also myself. I like to be seen as somewhat feminine. I usually have a tan cowboy hat on top of my head, a gift from the boyfriend I left behind, Jack. I hardly ever where dresses and skirts, for I'm more of a tomboy than a girly girl. Thank my dad. I love jeans. I am most comfortable in them and I buy them all the time. They rip themselves, so I nver pay $80 for a pair already ripped. I like to accessorize with belts and belt buckles. On my torso is usually a tank top or tight tee shirt. The one piece of jewelry I wear is a necklace given to me by Dad before I left home. It's a thin black cord that holds a single ring. The ring has hope inscribed on it. My favorite shoes are either flipflops or my cowboy boots.
Personality: Heehee this is the fun part. I am a naturally outgoing person, shy is not even in my vocabulary. What's it mean again? Anyways...I love meeting new people and will strike up a conversation with a complete stranger. I am a very happy person, but not one of those overly cheerful people like on the Orbit commercials. They give me the creeps. It takes quite a bit to make me sad, but this move has totally thrown me out of my usual self. Being outgoing naturally makes me LOVE parties and clubs. It also makes me feel at home anywhere. I've learned to adapt to all sorts of situations and do it well. Life has thrown me several curve balls, but I've managed to bounce back just fine, thanks. That's something else horses taught me...how to adapt and deal with stuff.
Let me think...Ah yes...humbleness. I take pride in what I do and what I'm goo at, but I don't go flaunting it to everyone. I can't stand people who do that, it's arrogant and downright mean. I'm also a real smartass. Sarcasm has been my weapon for yearsand I've gotten good at it. I had to have something to cling to in hopes of surviving around all of the male ranch hands. I'm sort of a flirt...*insert blush here* I love the male species, though they can be jerks. Flirting is something I've just always done, even before I was too young to know better. I also LOVE affection. Hugs, holding hands, kissing...especially cuddling, I am a very affetionate person. If I feel like hugging you, you're going to get hugged so deal with it. I have a short temper and it doesn't take me much to get mad. And then when I do...that southern girl side comes out, the one who doesn't take crap from anyone and will give them a piece of her mind in the blink of an eye.
Likes: Horses, guys, chocolate, dancing, music, singing, walking, soccer, most sports, Dr. Pepper, sweet tea.
Dislikes: Rude people, licorice, cold weather
Overall Flaws: Well...I don't have too many physical flaws except those scars I told you about. My feet are big, does that count? No, just kidding. Umm...well I have a short temper and tend to jump to conclusions. It's something I don't like about myself. Also, when I get nervous, I tend to ramble. I just talk about the most random things and go on and on and on and on...kinda like I'm doing now. I'll shut up.
Pets: I have a horse, CJ, and a golden retriever, Kayla.
Financial Status: Well, me and Mom are pretty well off. The ranch had made us wealthy but the divorce settlement gave mom quite a bit to live on.
Clique: Jocks and prep

It's All BEHIND You
P.O.B: Dallas, Texas
History: I was born on the very large ranch of Double E in DAllas Texas on March 24, 1990. I was the only child and I grew up as Daddy's little Princess. He began teaching me to ranch at age 5, mostly because I wouldn't leave him alonea bout it. We were really close. He taught me everything, even how to deal with rowdy ranch hands. Even the fact I was the boss's daughter didn't stop some of them from hittingon me. Mom and Dad were happy, for the most part. Mom never did adjust well to ranch life and they began to fight constantly when I was about 12. When I was fourteen, my dad hired a sixteen year old dropout to work on the ranch. His name was Jack Lamm. I showed him the ropes and somewhere along the lines we fell in love. He was my first and only boyfriend and we were together for three years. I was convinces I was going to marry him. He was the first boy I slept with and my first love. What can I say...he was everything. He almost went to jail because of me too. Another ranch hand, SLim we called him, had his eye on me and was so jealous of Jack. He pinned me in the hay barn and started to kiss me. He wouldn't let me get away and tried to force himself on me. Jack heard me hollerin' and nearly beat the guy to death. My dad knew what had happened and managed to keep Jack out of jail. It was a hard time for us all and it took a toll on Mom. She was worried about me being so involved in the ranch, especially when the incident with the bull came around, and then SLim. She hated the idea that I spent so much time around the guys and the Slim thing just increased her fears. She and Daddy began fighting more and more until one day, she just left. A long hard battle ensued, with Mom trying to take everything away from Daddy, including me. The courts granted them joint custody and gave Mom nearly half of what Daddy had. Mom made the decisiont o move to Virginia and forced me to go with her. The day I left was the hardest day of my life. Jack gave me a new cowboy hat that day, a black one. We were both crying and all he could do was hold me against hsi chest. God it makes me cry just remembering it.

"I love you Nikki. And I always will."

That was all he said to me, and I know that I will always love him too. Daddy cried too and said he was sorry for not taking better care of me. I grew to hate my mom, for all the pain she put me and Jack and Daddy through. DAddy had always taken care of me, it was just the hazards of living on a ranch. I loved it there. I don't like Virginia much. Everyone stares at me because of my drawl and my clothes. She even enrolled me in a PREP academy. WE didn't even have those in Texas. WEll, we'll see how this goes.
Family: I live with my mother, Anna.
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