[j. bourne]

Welcome to the Euphorian Retired Racehorse Project
Euphorian Thoroughbreds are a rare string of the Thoroughbred breed. They come from a single farm simply called “Euphoria” that has horses with mutated genes. These allow them to be able to possess any realistic coat or markings. Everything else about the sub-type is the same. Long, strong legs, a powerful hind, and great speed. Their eyes are soft and the breed is incredibly smart, if not a bit goofy. They love kids and have the rare ability to excel in any discipline. They can grow from 15hh-18hh, though usually somewhere in the middle.
The horses readopted through the Euphorian Retired Racehorse Project are looking for a new loving home and a new job. They’ve tried racing and have either retired or decided the sport wasn’t for them. Either way, they are ready for the next chapter in their life. Some of these horses will come with a little training already, and will have their new discipline already determined. Although others you’ll get to pick how they move forwards!

Username: ♔Voltaire♔
Show Name: In the Name of Love
Barn Name: Sucre
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 years
Height: 17 HH
Eye Color: Amber
Phenotype: Honey Chestnut
Genotype: ee/aa
Mane Type: Cropped
Discipline: Western Pleasure
Halter: Champagne with Silver Buckles
Breeding Info: N/A
Edit List: Cropped Mane and Trimmed Tail

To win this mare, write a love story involving her and another ERRP! You do not have to own the other ERRP but please make sure you have permission from the owner! Minimum 300 words with no limit.

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Minimum 300 words. Ends August 24th.

[Half Tree]

Username: Half Tree
Show Name:
Barn Name: Cosette
Gender: Mare
Age: 6 Years
Height: 16.1hh
Halter: White with rose gold hardware
Discipline: Jumping
Love Story: wip

[♔Voltaire♔]

Username: ♔Voltaire♔
Show Name: In the Name of Love
Barn Name: Sucre
Gender: Mare
Age: 5
Height: 17 hh
Halter: Champagne (#F7E7CE)
Discipline: Western Pleasure
Love Story:
(Font credit)
Her Prince Charming

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I cannot remember why your trailer pulled in, or why you were at my humble countryside home; all I remember is that I lost my breath the moment I looked at you.

You came walking out of that trailer with bravado rivaling the best of those with such prowess. The sun was hitting you at all the right angles, and I thought to myself: It should be illegal to be that gorgeous. They had you walk into the barn, and I had to remember there was such thing as cellular respiration; not my finest hour. After what seemed to be a lifetime, I was retrieved from my pasture and led into the barn myself, my body stiffening as I hit the entrance, much to my handler's confusion. He had led me to the other side of the barn, and I couldn't help but steal glances your way as they cleaned you up and began setting some old tack on you. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed when I flinched when the cold bit came into contact with my tongue- I hope you didn't see that.


We had set out on a trail ride soon after, and we walked side by side in what seemed to you as comfortable silence, but lovesick tension to me. I tried not to look your way, for the most part, trying to keep my eyes dead set on the trail ahead of me, but it's quite hard to not look at you. It was embarrassing enough that I kept kicking stones your way on accident, earning a small kick to my sides and a remark to stop dragging my feet. Every inch of me wanted to speak to you, but my throat was in knots- what would I have said to you anyway? "Nice day were are having"? How stupid of me to even think I was in your league; from what I have picked up from your owner, you are a master at some sort of jumping discipline, I didn't pick up the rest... But for me? I was a hick compared to you, finding joy in western pleasure and country sunsets. I was completely out of your league, and I cursed my fragile heart for ever falling for you in the first place.

Our ride ended quicker than I had wanted, but when they turned both you and me loose into my paddock my heart lurched. I felt immediately embarrassed; was it good enough? Clean enough? Please tell me they cleaned the paddock! But you only brushed past me as you settled on a small patch of clovers, and I couldn't help but release a shaky breath in relief. My nerves were too wild to even think about eating, so without a word I resigned myself to the other side of the paddock and to my favorite spot, one where I could watch the rolling golden wheat fields dance in the evening skylight. I was too immersed in the way the clouds drifted across the rosy blush of the sky to notice you had taken the spot beside me to look off at the world below.

"It's nice here. Just relaxing." you had said, almost as if you were testing the waters with me, and my pulse quickened.

"I-I am glad you like it." I had whispered, trying to look at anywhere other than you.

We stood there as the sky began to darken over us, and the shout of "Cody!" getting both of our attention. With a small sigh you had begun to move for the gate, brushing up against me almost teasingly, sending me a soft smile and a softer gaze; and at that moment I knew my heart was yours.

I await the day we meet again, and when we do, maybe this country girl will tell you just how unlawfully perfect you are.

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[-Unbridled-]

Username: -Unbridled-
Show Name: Broadway Baby
Barn Name: Baby
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 years
Height: 16 hh
Halter: Turquoise
Discipline: Classical Dressage
Love Story: Broadway Baby arrived at West Coast Equestrian Center shortly after Legend arrived. Baby was never accepted by the other horses because she came off as privileged and preppy, due to the fact she was a very successful and famous dressage horse, and she was raised to expect nothing but the best. One horse, however, took and interest in her. Legend knew what it was like to have fame and power take control of you, as he was a dressage champion himself, but he never let it go too far. Legend was the only kind horse to Baby. She became very fond of Legend. He would take her to the best grazing spots, and they would go on walks together all the time. Legend taught her that fame wasn't true happiness, and that it was just an addiction to attention. The couple is now virtually inseparable.

Legend is my own Euphorian Thoroughbred.

[Kassypen]

This must be what love feels like. I’ll be back.

Username: Kassypen
Show Name: Queen of Hearts (night change)
Barn Name: Alouette
Gender: Mare
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[DeadlyArcana]

Username: Alhena
Show Name: The Lady in the Castle
Barn Name: Cass
Gender: Mare
Age: 5 yo
Height: 17 hh
Halter: Cream with gold metal
Discipline: Dressage
Love Story: it was no simple love story that’s for sure. When Cass and Rome first met, it was more like a rivalry at first sight than love. Rome might be goofy and laid back but he despises dressage horses. They think they’re better than the Hunter horses and are all prissy. All day at the barn he was eyeballing Cass from a distance, mumbling to himself how he hopes she won’t end up next to him or near him. He dreads listening to Dressage horses drone on and on about their fancy patterns and pirouettes (whatever those are).
To his demise, Cass was stalled next to Rome. Majority of the time they were next to one another it was always a bunch of banter between them. A lot of jabs at each other and mocking of their separate disciplines. But after a while, Rome started to realize his feelings towards Cass were growing stronger, he enjoyed their banter and mocking of one another and he disliked it when she was placed next to another stallions, his body would fill with anger and jealousy.
Finally one day out in the pasture next to one another, Rome walked over to the fence where Cass was grazing and started to nibble on her ear, the mare snorted as she was startled by the surprise gesture and at the same time confused. Then she realized Rome was actually being kind to her.
Since then the two have become close and have slowly started to fall in love. Cass is also the only dressage horse Rome likes.

[BlueEyedKite]

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Mark. Gotta find a stally to crush on c:

[CCrow]

Username: CCrow
Show Name: Love Conquers
Barn Name: Paloma
Gender: Mare
Age: 4 years
Height: 16hh
Halter: surprise me?
Discipline: Trail Riding
Love Story:

[JerseyDusk]

Username: JerseyDusk
Show Name: Hungry Heart
Barn Name: Vivienne
Gender: Mare
Age: 6 years
Height: 15 hh
Halter: cream with gold buckles
Discipline: Three-Day Eventing
Love Story:

Vivienne, or Viv, as she is called by her friends and acquaintances; had never let love get in her way. All her life she set her sights on one thing and one thing only, victory. As a 3 year old she was picked to be trained as a three-day eventer, and ever since her first day of training she decided to commit herself to becoming the greatest eventer around. Many colts and studs would try to woo her, or get her attention but Viv would brush them off with a roll of her golden eyes and a flick of her creamy tail. Even her trainer and rider noticed how focused the mare was, they had never seen a horse that seemed unnaturally dedicated to doing her job. Some times the grooms would see the light golden mare out in the paddocks moving as if she was still in the dressage ring, and some of them would swear they saw her working on half-passes and piaffes in the grass.

It took Viv years to hone her skills in three day eventing, and eventually she was striding through various competitions. Her favorite part of competing was meeting new horses and doing her very best to beat them. After about a year, Vivienne and her rider finally broke through and started to win consistently, and she had never felt such a rush. The cream mare would come out of competition drenched in sweat but holding her head so very high; and her head was still high in the moments when ringmen would clip a fluttering ribbon on her bridle. The stack of ribbons around her stall filled her heart and she had never felt so good in her life.

It was at the height of her career when it happened. The light colored mare and her rider had rode to countless victories and they dominated the circuit, it was very rare that the two of them had a red ribbon clipped to their bridle. After having a winter off, Viv's rider decided to put her into the next level and to their delight they started to climb the leader boards. It took many months for the pair to get the top slot and Vivienne had never felt so complete. It was two weeks after their latest win that Viv stepped off the trailer at the latest three-day event. Whenever the pair pulled up to an event people would flock to watch, and this time was no different, but the mare noticed a pair in the distance that didn't seem to pay attention to her. It was a chestnut stallion and his rider was a young woman with red hair.

At first Vivienne paid no attention to them, because 'haters are always gonna hate'. But as the day went on she couldn't get the chestnut stallion out of her head. Maybe it was the way his flaxen mane had been slightly floating in the breeze and his ears perked towards the ring; regardless, she couldn't pin why she couldn't stop thinking of him. As she stood and munched on her evening hay the light colored mare decided it must be because he was a new competitor and she could tell he had the same drive and ambition as she had. That had to be it, he was the perfect competitor; someone that would make her next victory that much sweeter. The next morning proved difficult, and it seemed like there was a very dark cloud over Vivienne and her rider; nothing went right for the pair of them. Viv wasn't focused during the dressage test and she could see the red haired girl watching her under a tree; the thought of doing poorly while her competition watched made her fling her banged tail.

As the day came to an end, Vivienne could feel heat bubbling in her chest. She hadn't done that poorly on a dressage test since she started winning competitions and what really irritated her was that the chestnut stallion was the one who scored highest on the day. Her rider was very concerned because it was obvious something was wrong, so he sent a groom to walk her around the grounds hoping it would relax the mare. But the poor groom turned the mare towards the practice ring and it just so happened that he was popping over the practice jumps. The cream mare stopped in her tracks and nearly yanked the arm off the groom, her golden eyes fixated on the copper stud, the way his flaxen mane flapped and the muscles rippling under his pelt. Viv felt something deep inside her stir, a feeling she had never had before; and the mare wasn't sure she liked the flood of warmth that spread across her body like a wildfire. She wouldn't budge until he finished the course, and the only reason that she did stir was because when the chestnut ran his cool down lap, she swore he winked at her as he went by. Vivienne pinned her ears back and practically drug the groom back to the barns. When she was finally back in her stall and the night started to fall, Viv's ears were still pinned to her skull; she couldn't get the stallion's emerald eyes out of her head.

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wow this is really getting away from me

[j. bourne]

Username: ♔Voltaire♔
Show Name: In the Name of Love
Barn Name: Sucre
Gender: Mare
Age: 5
Height: 17 hh
Halter: Champagne (#F7E7CE)
Discipline: Western Pleasure
Love Story:
(Font credit)
Her Prince Charming

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