Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2015 21:44:34 GMT -8
COLEEDWARDMORRISON
<<Played by Caiti>>
Full Name>>Cole Edward Morrison
Nicknames>>Ed
Age>> June, 3, 1999
Staff or Student>> Student
House>> Green Ribbon
Gender>> Male
Sexuality>> Heterosexual
Face Claim>>Brooklyn Beckham
Personality>>
Cole tends to be quite reserved with new people that he hasn't gotten a pin on, partly from being introverted and partly from calculating what to show people. Cole is rather picky on the company that he keeps but is always polite to everyone as he has no desire to burn a bridge he may need later on. As a introvert, Cole doesn't do well in large group settings, preferring the company of a handful of friends. With those in his circle, he is a goof and has a sarcastic personality that you either get or you don't. He can be quite expressive and often has very exaggerated facial expressions that tend to be comical whether he means to be or not. Every so often though, he needs time to recharge and requires some solitude before he is too overwhelmed with the stress of socializing. What stresses him out the most is being comforting, Cole may very well be the worst person to come to in a time of need. It isn't that he means to be bad at comforting people, but it doesn't come natural. Cole is much more apt to redirect people instead.
When the time comes to get down to business and work with horses, Cole has patience that extends his years. It doesn't matter if he is working a green filly that is plain confused or some mess of a problem horse that is out to hurt somebody. You will never hear any anger come into Cole's voice or even see him tighten his jaw in frustration. Too many horses have taught him the value of patience.... And a few good whippings when he was younger.
Likes>>
Country music
Food, almost any food will do. You've seen the snickers commercials when people get hangry?
Relaxing watching movies after a long day's work
Summer, winter is awful.
Those few close friends
Dislikes>>
"Country" music, the pop country that is popular
classic hip hop
Square toe boots, it just looks like half of your foot was amputated.
Winter, who likes having to wear gloves and having the feel you put on your horse compromised, or wearing so many layers you can't move correctly?
Large parties
know it alls
Fears>>
driving with passengers. Cole lost a friend of his in a car wreck years ago. Although he was not the driver, driving with anyone in the truck with him is terrifying.
emotional intimacy
Hopes>>
To be able to train real bridle horses
that someday western disciplines make it to the Olympics
Secrets>> Cole has been homeschooled since early middle school in order to get more hands on experience training horses. Although is isn't ashamed, it isn't quite normal and could be a point of bullying.
He also keeps his fear of driving with passengers secret. It's a whole lot of information he doesn't want to open up about.
Appearance>>
Cole stands an unimpressive 5'10, which is perfectly average next to the rest of the population. However, considering his father is 6'3, his mother is 5'11 and his sister is 5'9, he is pretty short for his family. He isn't a bulky kid by any means, he is lean but muscled, in shape from long days working outside. Much to his father's dismay, he keeps his brown hair slightly longer on top which he gets more than enough flack for, always hearing "If a mans hair gets messed up by his hat it's too damn long". Cole's eyes match the medium brown tone of his hair to a T. Like his father, Cole will have quite a strong jawline, but for the time being it carries just a touch of youthful softness. His cheeks and nose are almost always red, the hint of a sunburn that just doesn't seem to fade as he's always in the sun. Along with his sunburn, Cole rocks the farmers tan, even during the heat of the summer, his legs never see the sun. When Cole rarely does an open mouth smile, you see braces as many kids have throughout their life. Instead of putting them on display, Cole prefers just a hint of an upturned lip to show his amusement.
Markings>>
Having a whole slew of injuries isn't anything new for a ranchers son. However the most noticeable is his right clavicle. It's far from straight having been broken twice from different buck offs. His left thumb is also severely scarred, he just didn't listen to his dads warnings when learning to rope. It took multiple surgeries for his left thumb to be reattached after it was caught in his rope, and to regain most of the movement he had before.
Medical History>> For the most part, Cole is a healthy kid however he is injured ever so often. His right clavicle has been broken twice, his left thumb has been reattached, and he has some minor scars from barb wire. Who has the time to go to the gate when you can go through the fence instead? On his rear, he still has the scars from different whippings as a kid.
Criminal History>> Cole has a squeaky clean record
Full History>>
In many ways, Cole has had the good life. What would be horseman wouldn't jump at the opportunity to grow up on a working ranch? With that natural opportunity though, Cole has learned a lot of responsibility. He has been accustomed to waking up before 4AM every day to feed, water and clean stalls before school since he was big enough to drag the feed cart through the barn. Even through elementary school, he never quite fit in with the other kids. While kids he age complained about easy household chores and homework, Cole didn't mind the responsibility he carried, in fact he enjoyed the peace he got while he did his barn chores. On the rare occasion that he did get lazy, his discipline was fast and severe. Cole still carries scars from one particular severe whipping when he was in second grade. That summer was hot and he didn't take the time to fill any of the waters up. His father promptly bent him over his knee with his pants down and whipped him with his belt. Cole still remembers how painful it was for the metal on the belt to catch his tender skin just the wrong way and cut. In addition, his water was limited that day to show him just how important it was to have water in the first place. Cole never resented how he was corrected, even through the most severe of whippings, his father never said a cruel word to him, only voiced his disappointment. Afterword, he would get a hug and told that he was still loved but had to do better. This treatment allowed Cole to follow in his father, Clay's footsteps. He was never hesitant to discipline when needed, but always the first to show appreciation and praise. While this prepared him for the real world, it further separated him from his peers. Cole just could not wrap his head around a lazy attitude.
As can be expected, Cole has been horseback since he was old enough to sit upright. There are many family pictures of him being held in the saddle with his mother Stacie or Clay. By the time Cole was three he had his own pony, that he was fully expected to care for himself which started him on his great work ethic. Stumpy was an ancient little black silver gelding that had also taught his father to ride. Cole spent many days on Stumpy following his dad around the ranch and 'helping' gather cattle that towered over the little gelding. As Cole got older, the focus shifted from gaining confidence and a seat to technique. At 8, Cole had one particular week from hell. For far too long, he has listened to his father go on about the importance of not pinching with your knees for balance. Clay, never one to be ignored, thought of quite the inventive solution. Nails were attached to his saddle where bucking rolls would be, if Cole brought up his knees and pinched, he got stuck pretty darn firmly. If he balanced properly, it wasn't an issue. Cole ruined more than one pair of jeans that week and went through his fair share of bandages. The end result however was worth it. As he progressed more, the importance of using your leg and seat over your reins was also introduced. The first day was easy, he was thrown on Blackie, his dads trusty pasture roping horse with no bridle in their arena. He wasn't to dismount until he could get a decent turnaround, side pass, leg yield, and a lead change out of Blackie. Blackie, wasn't a babysitter either. He was the type of horse that wouldn't do a thing unless asked 100% correctly.... Needless to say, Cole was in that arena for a few hours. By the end of the week, he had earned a neck rope. A couple weeks later he earned a halter but he was only allowed one rein, if he wanted to direct rein the other direction he needed to flip the lead rope over Blackie's head. About a month and a half into this process, Cole had gotten a bosal. Finally after a couple more months he earned a loose ring snaffle, it took him months more to get into a low port curb bit. However, by the of his 11 year old year, he was trusted to ride Blackie straight up in the bridle. It was one of the proudest moments of his life to be trusted to ride with such a piece of equipment. He wasn't permitted to ride any other horse in the bridle yet as Blackie was still his main teacher and at least wouldn't dump him if he was a little too quick with his hands.
At 12, he was then taken out of public school to be homeschooled online. This allowed more hours of the day to be outside working and his evenings to focus on schoolwork. At this time, he started helping his dad start horses under saddle, now that he had hands and legs his dad trusted would be a help, not a hindrance. It worked out well, as he hadn't yet hit any sort of growth spurt, he was still much smaller than his dad and it was easier for the two year olds to find their balance with him. Not that his father was a big guy by any means, he was built like a twig, but that extra height changed a horses balance. On those first rides, the first thing Cole learned the importance of was getting a soft feel on their face and moving their hip. On the third horse of the day, a filly that was a touch reactive, Cole was too cocky. He figured after flexing her both directions and disengaging her he was golden and urged his father to get her moving out. Clay always was one to let his horse or a kid make a mistake to learn from it. No sooner has he gotten the filly into a trot, she broke in two. As Cole hadn't taken the time to work on basics, he couldn't bend her to a stop and was promptly dumped on his butt. Mistakes like these made sure that he kept his patience and humility.
As he got older, he was entrusted to do more, but his father never quite turned him loose and let him progress as much as he felt he was able. His father was all about teaching the small things perfectly before moving forward so there was no problems to fix later. Unfortunately for Cole, he still viewed his son as apt to make these mistakes. After much discussion, the choice was made to send Cole back to school, a riding academy where he could further his knowledge and get back into school with kids his own age.
