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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!



Lavellan wrote:Username;; Lavellan
Show Name: Kinder Kisses
Barn Name: Hershey
Gender: Mare
Age: 6 Years, 7 Months
Height: 16.2hh
Halter: Artist's choice! c:
Discipline: Therapy horse
Competition:The first thing that hit me was the smell. There was the sickly smell of too-sweet chocolate, the overpowering fruity scent of hard-boiled sweets, and the soft smell of sugary marshmallows. It was a lot, after coming from the cold, crisp air of the outside, but it wasn't unpleasant.
I wasn't sure where to look first, so I stepped in to the left of the door. Multicoloured cans looked back at me, sodas of flavours that I could never have imagined lining the shelves. They were interesting, sure, but now what I was looking for. Next to them were the soft candies - gummies and jellies filling the place from floor to ceiling, all sorts of flavours and shapes - some hilarious, some unusual, and others just downright strange.
But again, not what I wanted.
The next shelf was covered in chocolates, each with a sentimental message, some as simple as wishing someone a happy birthday, others as complex as a once in a lifetime scenario - "Thanks for minding my three cats while I was on my second honeymoon in Cabo!" or "Congrats to a fantastic step-uncle on his third child!". Some made me chuckle, but again, not going to hit the spot.
Other things came close - bags of bonbons or cut fudge, but nothing was perfect. Something was always just... missing.
"Can I help you?"
The shop assistant, I assume, having watched me moving around the store slowly, called out, a smile decorating their face. As I started to walk towards the counter, my answer became as clear as day. Jars lined the shelves, each filled with a different kind of candy. Bonbons of multiple flavours, boiled sweets of all kinds of bright colours and unusual flavours - rhubarb and custard flavoured sweets?! - and many kinds of gummies and chocolates and fudges and jawbreakers.
The assistant must have seen my awe, and they chuckled. "It's one euro per 100g." They explained, gesturing to the shelves. "Pick and mix, whatever you'd like."
It didn't take long for me to hone in on my favourites. Lemon and strawberry bonbons, vanilla fudge squares, disco balls, cola bottles, a handful of Hershey's kisses and assorted jellies soon sat in a bag, and, even greater for me, my wallet wasn't much lighter for the pleasure. Thanking the assistant, who had been a fantastic help in the difficult decision of what to choose, I left the shop, returning to my car, my sweet treats nestled in my bag, ready to improve what had been a terrible day.
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