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 Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 8:53 am
~Rules:
~Stay in character!
~You can't play other people's characters for them (you post what you do, not what they do)
~If you need to say something out of character put (( )) around it or something like that
~No stuff against TOS
~No godmoding
~I am the ruler of this rp, whatever i says goes
~Check into the rp everytime you come on, and post if you could.
~No cybering
~Romantice is engouranged
~Mating horses is aloud but do not put TOO much detail into it. If you where mature you would understand what i am saying
~I am aloud to add more rules if i like.
~Story
~You take lessons at a beautiful barn called Wild Spirit Ranch (WSR for short). Some people board their own ponies here and some people ride the horses that live here.
It is basically like a saddleclub type setting, only without the characters form the books, and a different farm.
~There is an indoor ring, an outdoor ring and lots of trails and everything else a good barn has!
The Owner of the stable is named Cloe and she gives lessons. Some of the other girls in their 20s+ give lessons also.
~Gaian Name: (Duhhh!)
~Character Name: (Your character's name?)
~Age: (How old is your character?)
~Riding Experience: (how many years, what disciplines etc)
~Personality: (how your character acts, hopefully this will be a big section)
~Looks: (how they look so we can imagine them!)
~History or anything else: (you dont have to put this if you dont want)
~Instrutor: (Opitional. Does your character give lessons?)
~Horse Or Pony Character:
~Gaian Name:
~Name: (Name of your horse(s)?)
~Gender: (Please don't have to many stallions. Two is the max of stallions)
~Breed: (What breed is your horse?)
~Age: (Age?)
~Color: (What color is your horse?)
~Height: (How tall is your horse?)
~Picture: (Pic please 3nodding ?)
~Experience: (what they do etc, what they are good at, how trianed)
~Personality: (What is your horse(s) like?)
~The Stables! The Stalls, Indoor Arena, Outdoor Arena, Pasture
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 9:35 am
~Gaian Name: Angelmel10
~Character Name: Stephanie Dales
~Age: 18
~Riding Experience: Steph has been riding ever since she was 14 years. She is experienced in barrel racing, pole bending and also very good at jumping.
~Personality: Steph is funny and wild at times. She is very competive at shows but doesn't cheat. She is gentle and calm around horses.
~Looks: 
~History or anything else: Steph's friend Cloe owns the stables. Steph has been riding at WSR ever since she was a young girl. She has ridden all the horses at the stables untill she got her horse. Steph owns a little dog named Lady that get's along very well with horses, since she has been around horses ever since she was a newborn.
~Instrutor: Nope.~Horse Or Pony Character:
~Gaian Name: Angelmel10
~Name: Whinnie
~Gender: Gelding
~Breed: Quarter Horse
~Age: 5
~Color: Dark Bay
~Height: 16hh
~Picture: Dark Bay gelding, with 4 black stockings. Has a star on his forhead. His mane reaches half way before it touches his shoulder. His tail, isn't to long, but not to short neither.
~Experience: Whinnie is good at all western disceplines, and a little bit at english.
~Personality: Whinnie is high-strung and can be a little bit of a pain. He doesn't like it when people boss him around to much and will let them know if they do. He likes to be respected and listend to.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 6:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2008 6:52 pm
Stephanie, walked into the stable the crisp smell of hay, and horses filling her nose. She loved the smell. Walking down all the isles, she saw that all the horses had been fed, including her horse, Whinnie. Whinnie stood in his stall, grazing on some hay that he missed when eating. Hearing foot-steps approacing his stall, Whinnie looked up from eating. Seeing it was Steph he walked over and nudged her, nipping her jacket softly. It was winter out, and it was very cold. "Hey boy." Steph murmmed, stroking his neck.
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2008 8:43 pm
Kathleen listened to the soft thump of Iseya's feet hitting the grass, as they trotted around the out-door arena. "Ok, come on girl. Let's go! Iseya quickly picked up her pace as she loped around a barrel, barely skiming past. Watch it! Kathleen thought as they raced to close to a barrel, knocking it over. Shoot! Keep going Kathleen, we'll do better next time. She thought, hurrying to get her attention back to the next barrel.
Iseya shook her head as she munched on some of the grain in her stall. "Hey! You be careful now, and stop trying to bite me, my goodness." Kathleen said, smiling as the pale mare turned to nib her left sleeve again. She shook her head and continued to run the brush through the soft coat. She had unsaddled the horse about 20ish minutes earlier, and now Iseya made it clear that she wanted to rest instead of being groomed. Laughing softly, Kathleen walk out of the stall, closing if firmly behind her, quickly putting the brush back up. Better hurry home, don't want Dad to get mad for staying over. She thought as she hurried to her dark-green truck parked in the front of the WSR.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 9:01 pm
Jesse let the reins go slack and sighed. She gave her horse Magic a pat on the neck. She had just finished a complicated Dressage test, in practice for a show that weekend. Jesse had recetly moved barns, so she was still the newbie at WSR. No one really spoke to her, so she mainly stayed to herself. Jesse hopped off and gave Magic another pat on his sweaty neck. She needed to cool him off, so she walked him a bit around the barn, then hosed him off. After that she started her regular routine. Once Magic dried, Jesse brushed him down, untangled his mane and tail, polished his hooves, then wrapped his legs. Magic nickered in appreciation, grooming had to be his favorite activity. " You're a handsome boy" Jesse cooed as she lead him into his stall. She gave him a kiss on the nose, " I'll be right back with a snack" she said as she closed his stall door.
Jesse hurried of to the feed room, and grabbed two flakes of alfalfa hay, and then jogged back down the aisle toward Magic's stall. She tossed it over the door, and giggled as some strand of hay landed on his forelock. " I'll see you later boy I have to work with Prince" Jesse said as she walked away.
She came to a stop at a stall where a big black head poked out. Prince was completely different from Magic. He was more stubborn, and alot more difficult to handle.
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