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( Sorry for late reply. I've been busy sorting out dorms, school horses, barns, etc. for a while. PM me if my half-dead brain missed something! )
Cameron Fairfield | 18 | M: Tim, Emily, family, open
A fancy blue and silver horse truck pulled into the parking lot. Cameron Fairfield, age 18, peered over his shoulder, his face furrowed in a frown. Noticing some people hanging around, he quickly plastered a smile on his face. He heard some thumps from the trailer. Sighing as he pulled to a halt, he hopped out of the shiny truck. Walking to the back, he slowly unlatched the bolts, dreading what was within. As he let down the ramp, a scream came from within. A black stallion cantered past him and sped up into a gallop, his racehorse strides covering ground like lightning. "Lucifer!" Cameron called to no avail. He realized how foolish he must look to the others and quickly grabbed his horse's halter. Running after the horse, he ignored the attractive girl, probably for the first time in his life.
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Way to keep us in suspence Rish xP It's fine,Take all the time you need lol xD ) Edited at September 10, 2019 12:32 PM by Flipperruby30
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(am I ok to join with my character?)
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventer | M: Open
-Heather would be putting Khan back in his stall as it seemed like the lesson was over then she grabbed her lunch then walked out of the barn, towards the pasture to eat lunch by herself to hopefully be alone with the horses, remembering that Mystery was somewhere in the pasture-
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I completely support the idea of Cameron making things more tense between Emily and Tim loooll)
Emily | Eventing | Tim, fam
Emily bent her knees just a bit so she could be eyelevel with Tim, a concerned look now layered over the other million emotions she was feeling. "No...I..." she swallowed, taking on a falsely bold air of confidence. "I want you to come, Timothy. You're my trainer, aren't you? None of these people have any horse sense, they're just going up to see our other relative."
Seeing her trainer like this made her worry. He seemed like the type to be calm and relaxed until he wasn't, and he appeared to be on the edge of a breakdown. As much as that made her more concerned and defensive due to how some relations with others had made her, she was oddly calm around him, and was able to put her own concerns aside. "Hey, what's going on with you? Talk to me, you seem upset."
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Giving everyone a chance to meet Conrad before I shove Keenan in looolll. I copied and pasted from a previous story, so forgive anything that might not apply, i tried to edit as best I could lol)
Conrad | WI | Open <span style="font-size: 15px;">
A leisurely drive down a well-groomed private road led Conrad to the base of a pristine equestrian center. As he exited his vehicle, he grumbled: the angry autumn rain clouds were beginning to open up. He shrugged on a puffy brown raincoat over his flannel long sleeve shirt, though his apparel did not at all hold the signature "I'm a horse person" stains. Perhaps this was due to the coffee-colored hue of the jacket, perhaps it was the sign of upkept laundry on the behalf of its owner. None of his apparel was really cause for staring, although the sleek equine he led out of his trailer certainly was. <span style="font-size: 15px;">
A gorgeous, shiny equine exited from the trailer with little help from his owner. Even in the misty, dull lighting, the gelding's coat had a certain glow to it, perhaps due to its carmine hue. Eyecatching chroming covered the horse's legs from apricot hoof to humerus and the tip of his ears to the bottom of his peach-colored muzzle. While his build was chunky and primarily and visibly held Quarter Horse blood, traces of Sport Horse supported a muscular, refined frame. The gelding was truly exquisite in build, color, and demeanor, and the fact that he backed and led himself was a plus. <span style="font-size: 15px;">
Conrad and the blood bay walked side by side into the first barn they saw. Inside the barn was surprisingly peaceful, even for the early morning hours. Only a handful of riders and staff were milling about, which made it very difficult to assume the head of this large operation. As glanced every which way, the young man couldn't help but gaze in awe at the sights before him. He couldn't believe he had landed a job here.
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Woodroffe Stud said: (am I ok to join with my character?)
(yeah)
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Luke Hemmings | M | 18 | Eventing | Blood Sport | M:lesson peeps Gabriella Hemmings | F | 13 | Eventing | The Chancler | M: same
GAbriella and Luke walked next to each other on the horses. They stayed out of the way of all the other horses and riders. "what do you think so far?" Luke asked her with a smile as he kicked off his stirrups and let his legs hang a little then he put them back in place. "it's ok here, i liked back at home where i could talk to my friends tho."Gabriella said as she looked at him and rubbed Victory's neck.
(hey every one, i'm going to be offline till sunday, have fun RPing and i can't wait to jump in when i get back))
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Noah | HJ/E | Lesson peeps
Noah whined for a solid five minutes before yanking his stirrups off and chucking them across the arena at Kholo. His intent was to hit her with them, but he failed. They laid at her feet as the gelding beneath him jumped and danced. If he didn't like the pressure before, he was having a mental breakdown now.
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Heather Proudstorm | 20 | Eventing | Espresso Silhouette | Watching the lesson gang
-Heather would be eating her lunch by herself with her back against the pasture fence. She saw what Noah did and wasn't very happy about it at all, she didn't care if she got in trouble for scolding someone for trying to intentionally hit someone-
(My character has no friends xD)
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