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Postby landofmakebelieve » Sat Jul 11, 2015 1:50 pm

Mark c:

Is western riding acceptable?
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Postby JetFNPWind » Sat Jul 11, 2015 2:00 pm

piaffes wrote:Mark c:

Is western riding acceptable?


(( I'm not the owner but I don't think it would be a problem.
For my horse and rider I do western riding because that's what I do in real life))
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Postby landofmakebelieve » Sat Jul 11, 2015 2:03 pm

Alright, thank you. I will get to work on my forms then c:
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herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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Postby .inactive account. » Sat Jul 11, 2015 2:25 pm

- Accepted, and of course western riding is acceptable! ^u^ Once again, incredibly lazy, just gonna copy one of my posts and p much anyone can bump into her.


    Garrett || 23 || crush; -- || sexuality; gay || tags; open
    Garrett steps out of his room, heaving a great sigh as Sammy pushes his bowl across the house. "I don't know why I bother. You're so messy," Garrett says, approaching the dog and scratching between his ears. Sammy smacks his lips as he chews, lifting his head out of his bowl when it becomes empty. Drool drips messily onto the hardwood floor, making soft "smack" noises. "Gross." Garrett grimaces, reaching forward to wipe the drool away with his sleeve. Sammy, instead, shakes his head, thus sticking the saliva to his snout and eyebrows. He wags his tail obliviously, ears perked. "You are such a gross dog," Garrett says affectionately, kissing the top of his head. He stands up and grabs his riding boots, momentarily struggling to pull them on. "Alright, stinky, I'll be back later. Love you, little guy!" Garrett exits his home, breathing in the clean air. Determined to reach Bonnie quickly, he jogs to the barn, tripping (but not falling) when he steps in a hole. After the incident, he switches his brisk jog to a slightly slower power walk.


    Jessica (Jessie) || 26 || crush; -- || sexuality; bi || tags; open
    Brother woken up, Jessica and Bailey are ready to start the day. The young dog knows not to run away and hops at a fast pace in front of Jessica, stopping frequently to make sure she's still following. "Bailey, sit," Jessica commands once she reaches the barn door. The dog obeys, semi-floppy ears perked attentively. "Good. Now stay," she says more sternly. Bailey makes no move to follow when Jessica walks away, so Jessica gives her a thumbs up, earning her an excited tail wag. Jessica strides down to Gin's stall, the sound of her boots on the floor echoing faintly. Gin is waiting patiently, large head hanging over the stall door. His eyes show unabashed impatience. "Oh, calm yourself. I didn't forget you, ya brat!" Jessica rubs the stallions nose as she teases him. "You gonna let me in so I can get your bucket? If you'd just leave it alone, I wouldn't have to do this every day." Gin stares at her blankly, but doesn't move when Jessica enters his stall. He does, however, nearly knock her off her feet as she bends down to grab his bucket. "Ohh, you big jerk," she says affectionately, patting his neck. She leaves his stall, mixing up his food. "I'll take you for a ride later in the evening. Don't want anyone getting hurt," she tells him, stroking down his nose.
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Postby xXLuciferXx » Sat Jul 11, 2015 2:38 pm

{{}Lazily reposts one character who's out in the open xD}

Hopping Along ;; Bonnie/Bunny

I lifted my head nervously, tugging at the short rope that tied me to the outside of the barn. The men from the trailer just ran me off and tied me up in the middle of the night for the owner of the barn, or really anyone, to find. I nervously snorted, rearing slightly to try to free myself, but I was unable to do so. I shook slightly out of fear, just wanting to get free and find safety. I kept on tugging, giving a loud nicker eventually to try to get some attention from a human to help come free me.
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Postby JetFNPWind » Sat Jul 11, 2015 2:54 pm

Amber ✪ 17 years old ✪ Horse: Shogun ✪ Dog: Rattlesnake ✪ Open

I clucked at Shogun, paused for just a moment to make sure Rattlesnake was out of the way and told him "Go trot." He took off at his signature super fast trot and I had to pull him back to get him to slow down. "Easy back, easy back," I cooed at him. After each command he slowed down slightly until he was finally at a nice, not to mention comfortable, western pleasure trot. "'Atta boy!" I said, patting his neck. As we neared the arena I took him back into a walk and lead him in through the door. As soon as I walked in, I stopped. "Dang it." I sighed. Someone was already here. I turned to look at Shogun, a now stiff figure with his head high scenting the air. "Maybe we will just come back later?" I asked him even though I knew I wouldn't get an answer.

(( This post is kinda dumb sorry I really dunno who to interact with. ))
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Postby landofmakebelieve » Sat Jul 11, 2015 2:58 pm

Form was almost done. Tablet crashed. ;^; Starting over.
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herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.
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Postby xXLuciferXx » Sat Jul 11, 2015 3:46 pm

{{@Jet ;; Both my characters are in arenas. xD She can holler to either of them, depending on what arena she's peering into, Mysterious girl or Pretty Boy xD}}

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ℱull Name: Jayy Tyler Sontaire
ηickηames: -
Aℊℯ: 21
ℊℯηȡℯr: Male

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Jayy moved to crack his knuckles before eying his youngest stallion's stall and smirking to himself. "Let's get this party started" he whispered. The older male had his hair styled like normal, and his green contacts glowed in the sunlight along with the soft twinkles from his piercings. He wore his pitch black breeches along with his leather jacket with white lining over his red tank top, topped with his older riding boots for once, knee high because he saw half chaps as being for poor wanna-be riders. He moved to enter the tack room, taking a selfie before exiting with his spare jumping tack set. The rather tattooed male moved to put it where it belonged for the moment before picking up the halter he had to use for Lucifer. He got the halter set up before swiftly opening the stall door and getting it onto the nasty stallion, needing to snap the chain twice to get the stallion to mind his manners. The male lead the stallion out and quickly tied him up, proceeding to groom quickly and tack up. Like usual he had to snap the chain a few more times til the stallion finally gave in to being tacked up, but he still wasn't the least bit happy about it.
Soon enough Jayy had put his helmet on and was now armed with his custom riding whip, it was all black with red rhinestones on the handle, he couldn't use it in shows, but he was perfectly fine with using it at the barn, showing off his status as King of the world, like normal. He brought Lucifer out to an empty jumping arena to ensure the training session wouldn't injure any one besides him or his stallion. He swiftly mounted from the ground, holding the reins tight on the stallion who was already throwing his head in anger. He soon whacked the crop on the stallion's hind end as he wouldn't go forward, and soon after the stallion was trotting on at a decent speed, right on the bit as he was needed. He made sure Lucifer lifted his hooves up nicely, and kept his body held perfectly, not a single flaw. He soon got the young horse sailing over some smaller jumps to get him started, loosening the reins slightly to try to get him to not take off when the pressure was only light. Jayy was good with his horses and knew all their little quirks and issues. He had to to keep his king status in his mind.


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ℱull Name: Haley Stephanie Monroe
ηickηames: n/a {Give her one}
Aℊℯ: 19
ℊℯηȡℯr: Female

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Haley opened her beautiful blue-gray eyes, moving to sit up in her bed and catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She smiled a very tiny bit and stretched. The bright eyed female stood up and got changed into her riding clothes. She put on a black tank top and slipped into her black and white breeches. Then, with a frustrated grunt, she tugged on her boots, as usual they didn't want to zip too easily. She then jogged out to the barn, grabbing her older mare, Chloe, and going to the indoor arena to exercise her, her shiny black tall boots giving her legs a lovely curve as she did so. Her light blond hair was down as usual, making her face look extra beautiful as well as a bit mysterious in a way. She slipped her pretty helmet on, her gray-blue eyes watched her surroundings to ensure everything was safe. With that she lifted herself up onto the mare's back. She pushed the mare into a slow walk, bareback always being her favorite. She had clip-on reins for her mare, and that was all the gave her control. The girl soon worked up slowly, soon galloping around the arena, smiling and laughing to herself, having a good time.
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Postby JetFNPWind » Sat Jul 11, 2015 3:58 pm

((Haha alright XD ))

Amber ✪ 17 years old ✪ Horse: Shogun ✪ Dog: Rattlesnake ✪ Open

"What is it boy?" I asked him, following his gaze to the horse and rider that was already in the arena. I watched them for a moment, unsure of what to do. I thought back to before I had come here, back to my mother saying how great of an opportunity this was and how I'd make " sooooo many friends"! I sighed and figured I might as well try to make my stay here better. "Howdy!" I called, loud enough to reach the stranger. I was shy but that didn't mean I wasn't loud, not to mention having a big-mouth with a whole lot more attitude than a girl like me should have. Shogun, still stiff, just stood there watching the other horse and it's rider, as if he was trying to predict their next moves.
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