♘And They're Off!♘A Racing Role Play♘Accepting♘

[Amitta]

(Thank you! I will get working on the forms for their jockey's. but for now I'll start out with both of my horses so that the role play can start.)

Missing Maiden lifted her head and gazed out from her stall, her deep brown eyes gleaming as the light glinted off of them. Another day at the track. She anticipated days like these, when she could feel the competition in the air. That was how she knew what to expect. It made everything a bit more fun then the day's normal routine. The black-coated filly glanced from side to side, trying to see if she could make out the faces of other racehorses and she dipped her head into her feed bag and took a few nibbled of the hay inside of it.

Buck's Pride whinnied, shaking his mane as he noticed other horses being lead around on ropes by their trainers. His whole mind-set was to simply great them all, no matter how odd he looked doing so. They weren't in the starting gate yet, so why not be friendly? It certainly wouldn't hurt anyone, would it?

[Amitta]

(Bump!)

[Amitta]

(Bump!)

[white . horse]

Username:: {{ thunderstorm76 }}
Name:: {{ Emily Darston }}
Age:: {{ 20 }}
Gender:: {{ Female }}
Main Horse:: {{ Symphonic Melody }}
Crush:: {{ Not Yet }}
Boyfriend/Girlfriend:: {{ Not Yet }}
Personality:: {{ Emily likes to keep to herself. She only really likes to talk to her friends and family, and especially her horses. }}
Looks (Image or Description):: {{ Emily has long blonde hair and blue eyes. She really pretty, but she doesnt think that. }}
History (Optional):: {{ She started riding at age 3, knowing how to jump by 6. She started working with thoroughbreds at age 10, and has worked with them ever since. }}
Other:: {{ N/A }}

Username:: {{ thunderstorm76 }}
Name:: {{ Symphonic Melody }}
Age:: {{ 2 }}
Gender:: {{ Mare }}
Jockey (If Not Retired):: {{ Emily }}
Crush:: {{ Not Yet }}
Foal(s) (If Retired):: {{ None }}
Personality:: {{ Melody is a happy-go-lucky mare. She always is positive, keeping her friends hopes up. }}
Looks (Image or Description):: {{ }}
History (Optional):: {{ Melody was born into racing, and will never be different. After she's done racing, she will be a brood mare. }}
Other:: {{ N/A }}

Username:: {{ thunderstorm76 }}
Name:: {{ Meet Me Halfway }}
Age:: {{ 3 }}
Gender:: {{ Stallion }}
Jockey (If Not Retired):: {{ Emily }}
Crush:: {{ Not Yet }}
Foal(s) (If Retired):: {{ None }}
Personality:: {{ Half is a spunky Stallion. He always wants the ladies, and has tried many times, with no success of course. He also loves to run, its his second favorite thing to do. }}
Looks (Image or Description):: {{ }}
History (Optional):: {{ Half was born into racing, and will never be different. After he's done racing, he will be a stud. }}
Other:: {{ N/A }}

Username:: {{ thunderstorm76 }}
Name:: {{ Remember My Colours (Cody) }}
Age:: {{ 7 }}
Gender:: {{ Stallion for Stud }}
Jockey (If Not Retired):: {{ Retired }}
Crush:: {{ Not Yet }}
Foal(s) (If Retired):: {{ Melody, Half and Vista --> }}
Personality:: {{ not many horses know Cody because hes a stud. He didnt have many friends at all. He's great for asking racing questions because he was a racer for a while. }}
Looks (Image or Description):: {{ }}
History (Optional):: {{ was a racer for 3 years, not winning much. Became a stud. }}
Other:: {{ N/A }}

[Amitta]

(Accepted! I'll add them all to the role play list right now.)

[white . horse]

{{ ok }}

[Amitta]

Missing Maiden lifted her head and gazed out from her stall, her deep brown eyes gleaming as the light glinted off of them. Another day at the track. She anticipated days like these, when she could feel the competition in the air. That was how she knew what to expect. It made everything a bit more fun then the day's normal routine. The black-coated filly glanced from side to side, trying to see if she could make out the faces of other racehorses and she dipped her head into her feed bag and took a few nibbled of the hay inside of it.

Buck's Pride whinnied, shaking his mane as he noticed other horses being lead around on ropes by their trainers. His whole mind-set was to simply great them all, no matter how odd he looked doing so. They weren't in the starting gate yet, so why not be friendly? It certainly wouldn't hurt anyone, would it?

(I'll just quote this since it can still be used as my first post. )

[white . horse]

.:Symphonic Melody:.

Melody neighed from the pasture, toward the other Stallion she heard. She was also looking for her brother, Half. "Buck's Pride was his name?" Melody said to herself. She galloped up the hill and neighed again.

.:Meet Me Halfway:.

Half walked slowly with his and Melody's trainer after a lunging in the arena. He knew that he was building stamina, because he can only run fast for a short period of time. He neighed to the other horses calling, and trotted forward, surprising his trainer.

{{ FYI, Melody and Half are half-brother and sister. They have different dams. }}