Alexandria Maria Chisum

[Alexandria Maria Chisum]

ALEX CHISUM
( JUST THE BASICS )

( FULL NAME ) --- alexandria maria chisum
( NICKNAME ) --- alex; maria; sacnite
( AGE ) --- eighteen
( GENDER ) --- female
( RACE ) --- white
( OCCUPATION ) --- rancher

( THE OUTSIDE )

( HAIR ) --- red
( EYES ) --- hazel
( SKIN TONE ) --- pale to tan
( HEIGHT ) --- 5’6”
( WEIGHT ) --- 145lbs
( OVERALL )
Alexandria Maria Chisum is a absolutely beautiful young lady that the men in Lincoln County would die to marry. However, everyone knows that they would never be able to get with the beautiful woman, with her protective father and her own independent nature. Starting from the crown of her head, you see her long beautiful hair, bright red, sometimes darker depending on how much time she spends outside. Her hazel eyes are dim hazel, but easily seen and very beautiful. Her nose is round and not pointed like that of her mother, which makes her even more pretty and petite. Her lips are not thick, but thin, yet very full and pretty on her delicate face.

As we travel down her body, her neck is of average length for her size and her shoulders are rounded, but she holds them up and back with lots of pride and strength that travels through her body. Her breast are of average size, not to big and not to small and her stomach is flat and smooth. Her arms are average, her fingers reaching about five inches below her hips when she lets them dangle. Her hips are curved naturally with her body, giving the men a tease just by her walk, her butt moving from back to forth. Her legs are smooth and delicate, making many men go crazy with the need to want her.

Now, as we come to her clothing, she is normally dressed with a long sleeve, button up shirt, something only men would wear. She rolls the sleeves up to her elbows and sometimes higher, but the shirt is always tight around her body, only loose enough to allow her to move without a problem. She normally wears jeans, tan or blue jeans like her father wears. They are tight on her hips and flare at the knee, where you can see the boots she wears for riding and working. On her head, she wears a brown colored cowboy hate and around her hip, is a Colt 45, which she seems to always have on her no matter where she is.

Alex does not just walk into town, she rides into town on a beautiful paint stallion, with Indian markings on the Shoulders and Rump that never go away because of the paint used. Once a years, she returned to the local village to get the paint refreshed. She has a beautiful brown saddle made just for her and on the saddle she hooks a rifle case which holds 1966 Winchester. She takes good care of her guns and when riding the horse, she always has it and most the time, leaves it on the horse.

( THE INSIDE )

( LIKES ) --- native americans; family; horses; cattle; home; lincoln county
( DISLIKES ) --- cattle thieves; trouble makers; native Americans being mistreated; show off boys; preppy women; slaves (the idea of them)
( STRENGTHS ) --- strong talker; herding; shooting; swimming
( WEAKNESSES ) --- running; charming; using bows
( DREAMS ) --- keeping her father’s ranch as the best; having her own brand; finding her mother
( GOALS ) --- to find her mother; to own more land; to get her own brand and ranch
( FEARS ) --- losing the ranch; never meeting her mother; death alone
( OVERALL )
Alexandria Maria Chisum is not the normal girl of Lincoln County. Why? Well, look at her own raising! Her father is the biggest cattleman in the area and in most of the western land. Her father has already proven himself and she never knew her mother. Alex is a hard woman to really get to know, and most guys stay away from her because of how strong she is. Alex is a caring young lady, always wanting to help and do the right thing. She is not scared to step up for someone and will never do anything she does not believe in. She has always been a very hard worker and put her point out there no matter what, just like her father, John. She does not care if she hurts someone’s feelings with the truth, she is blunt and she does not care, but if it is the truth, she is happy. She does not lie, her father has already shown her what would happen to liars and she does not want to have that done to her again.

Alex does not have a bad temper, but like her father, she had been known to let the words fly and she honestly don’t care at that point. She is not scared to use the Colt 45 on her hip if she has too and death does not phase her like it would many ladies. Sure, she does not like killing, but if it means living, she will do it to keep herself alive. When she does get angry, get out of the area, she will hunt you down until you are gone and if you return, she will kill, that she has not a single problem with.

When on a cattle drive, she takes the role of second in command real quick. She does not care if her father’s head hand is in control, she will say what she wants and tell others what to do. She has very rarely made mistakes when on a cattle drive, but those mistakes have been big and they are only done once. She is quick to learn from her mistakes and she does not have a problem with people telling her she did something wrong, she will listen and try to work on things.

( THE PAST )

( MOTHER ) --- alicia carmen white
( FATHER ) --- john bryan chisum
( SIBLINGS ) --- derek william chisum (twenty five & different mother-dead mother)
( OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE ) --- pat garrett (crush ); shikoba ( native american crush )
( HOMETOWN ) --- lincoln county
( CURRENT HOME ) --- lincoln county
( OVERALL )
Alexandria Maria Chisum was born in Lincoln County while her father was gone on a cattle drive and her step brother was gone with a friend. Alex’s mother gave birth to her while her grandmother was there during the late fall and during the birth, her mother passed due to a bad illness she had before the birth of her daughter. Her step brother had rushed home, only being seven years older then his now new baby sister, he had not been the favorite to his step mother, but she had loved him. He had a pony he rode around and he was able to make it home from town within an hour.

John came home a few days later after receiving word and though he was sadden by the death of his wife, he was able to put it behind him. He buried her next to his first wife, knowing how they had been friends and even though he loved one before the other, he loved them both. He left a spot big enough for his own grave between them and said he would never get married again. He took onto raising his daughter, hired a nanny to raise her while he was gone and as soon as she was old enough, started teaching her about the ranch.

At the age of five years old, she had already learned to ride a horse and knew the difference between so many different things, from the cattle to the horses and the gender. She knew when the breeding season came and she watched when they branded the young cattle. She hated staying behind when her father left for the drives, but she knew she had to. Her brother was twelve, going on his second cattle drive and left his sister alone with the nanny and a few of the children who’s parents works for her father. She would play outside all day until she had to return inside.

At the age of seven, she was given a small paint horse to ride around the ranch and have fun on. She followed her father out into the pasture to check on the cattle they had close to home and even went hunting with him, learning how to shoot a rifle and then a few years later a pistol. She loved the feeling. She always had to wear dresses, but one day, she stole her brothers clothes and started dressing like boys. Her father did not care because he knew she would need the leg protection when riding. The nanny tried to keep her in dresses, but she refused and never listened.

At the age of ten years old, she was called out early in the morning by something, the sound of Native American’s beating on drums and singing. She ran to look out the hallway window and smiled when she saw her Indian friends, the children of the tribe greeted her and soon one of the older men knelt down to her level. Her father had helped rescue one of the women of the tribe, the chief’s daughter, and they asked him what he wanted. His son was seventeen years old and his horse had just died due to age. His son was given a large paint mare, native American symbols all over the horses, while Alex was given a young paint with the same Native American Symbols, but this one was still being trained.

After the Natives agreed to finish training the horse for her, she was completely excited. Everyday, she had a Native American come and get her so she could watch and sometimes she stayed over the weekends with her brother. When the horse was trained, she still made weekend trips out to the village in order to see her friends, her brother came with her until she was old enough to go by herself. It was during this time that herself and a young man, Shikoba, were falling for each other.

They would secretly meet up and hangout. He would paint her face sometimes and then before she left she would wash it off. He plans on giving her a birthday present when she is eighteen, which is now and that is to speak with her father. John has always admired Shikoba and he told Alex that he liked her. In the Native American Language, Alex was given a name by them… Sacnite, meaning White Flower.

( ROLE PLAY SAMPLE )

Alexandria galloped across the Valley, knowing exactly where she was going, the Apache Village. As she saw the village coming up, she slowed and was careful not to run over everyone. She smiled slightly as she entered the village and many of the people came to her. They welcomed her in their native tongue and she did the same, happy to be here finally. She looked around for a moment, hugging the woman her age and smiling at the young babies some were holding in their arms. She however kept looking for others, hoping to see Shikoba. She still wore her Colt 45, but it would be gone soon, because she was staying for a nice long week and she would be in the clothing they wore.

As she turned, she saw him riding the large black mare they had found in the wild for him, painted with white paint. She smiled and as he dismounted, he ran to her and engulfed her into a huge hug, swinging her around and then letting her land on her feet. She smiled at him and they spoke. She would be staying with the women who were unmarried and he stayed with the unmarried men. She was lucky, her father had been able to introduce them to Christianity, so they did not kill her for being Christian and now the ceremonies they did were changed to worship him. It was amazing.

”It is good to see you Sacnite.” She smiled at the sound of her name being said and turned to see the Chief coming towards her. He kissed her forehead and handed her the knife he had been making for her. It was beyond beautiful and she loved it. She was taken to the tent she would be staying in and then she rode out with Shikoba towards the river to catch up. It had been over a week and they hated going so long without seeing each other. ”It is so good to be back.” She saw the smile and turned to look at him for a moment. She was normally tougher, but in his presence, she was like liquid.

He leaned over slowly, touching her face and she could not help but smile slightly, looking into his brown eyes. He slowly let his lips touch her own and kissed her softly… They had never kissed, she did not know why he was kissing her now, but before she could think, she felt something on her finger and looked down to see a beautiful woven ring with a beautiful rock. ”I talked to your father Alex… He approves of the wedding.” She could not believe it! She did not know when it would happen, but she knew it would be Native American Style… She was so surprised and she happy… She could not speak.

[STAFF ROSA]

WOW now talk about a perfect application

[ADMIN RENEA]

ACCEPTED

Thanks Rosa! I would not say perfect, but I have had some practice.