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[chickendiva25]

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Ah, well, that doesn't sound like much fun.

I haven't been in who knows how long, so I don't know what it's been like the past few years here.

Gah... I really don't want to mess this up for the RPA, (RPer's Anonymous) but it's so tempting to RP MT... Dx

Breath EH3, breaaaaath.....

Well, I could occupy you perhaps.

I'm trying to get into my writing mode..... *Starts listening to ~This~ song* Okay, okay, you can do this CD25!

Yes, that is the song that inspired the great Cleopatra.

 

[equinehugger3]

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Gah... I really don't want to mess this up for the RPA, (RPer's Anonymous) but it's so tempting to RP MT... Dx

Breath EH3, breaaaaath.....

Well, I could occupy you perhaps.

I'm trying to get into my writing mode..... *Starts listening to ~This~ song* Okay, okay, you can do this CD25!

Yes, that is the song that inspired the great Cleopatra.

I'm writing about that darned MT...

 

[chickendiva25]

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Breath EH3, breaaaaath.....

Well, I could occupy you perhaps.

I'm trying to get into my writing mode..... *Starts listening to ~This~ song* Okay, okay, you can do this CD25!

Yes, that is the song that inspired the great Cleopatra.

I'm writing about that darned MT...

Oh joy.....

Awesome, what do you have so far?

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

MT...Muahaha....

 

[equinehugger3]

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I'm writing about that darned MT...

Oh joy.....

Awesome, what do you have so far?

Zinnia!

I haven't even reread it yet, so it may have some bad mistakes. D:


A large, dark Ram truck pulled into the drive, a fairy sizeable Sundowner towed behind it. The woman driving glanced in the rearview mirror, making sure no one was behind her. Her right arm casually gripped the steering wheel, as her left one was casually leaned against the door. The open window’s breeze ruffled her shapely blonde spirals. A beautiful brown cowboy hat was placed on her head strategically, not messing up her hair one bit. A handful of small red roses were stitched onto the brim. Her eyebrows were obviously waxed recently, as they were shaped into a perfect arch. Her eyelashes were strangely make-up free, their natural thick volume framing stereotypical blue eyes that crinkled slightly at the sides when she smiled. Her lips curved up at the edge in a small smile, shining ruthlessly with gloss. She wore a blue and red plaid button down with a medium length neckline, revealing the top of a blue tank top. It was tucked into a pair of Wrangler’s jeans that were dark-wash and hugged her legs gently. A large embroidered leather belt was woven through the belt loops, with a large silver belt buckle sealing it. The buckle’s outline was shaped like rope. The interior was a reining horse in mid-turn. She also wore new riding boots that also had roses embroidered into them. They stood calf-high. The truck’s engine rumbled one last time before she pulled out the keys, opened the door, and jumped out. She stood at about 5’7”, standing tall and slightly proud. She patted the truck’s side as she strode past to the trailer. She opened the door, revealing a muscular chestnut stallion.


ETA: Augh. Ignore the bad sentence structure and grammar, and you'll get the idea...

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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Oh joy.....

Awesome, what do you have so far?

Zinnia!

I haven't even reread it yet, so it may have some bad mistakes. D:


A large, dark Ram truck pulled into the drive, a fairy sizeable Sundowner towed behind it. The woman driving glanced in the rearview mirror, making sure no one was behind her. Her right arm casually gripped the steering wheel, as her left one was casually leaned against the door. The open window’s breeze ruffled her shapely blonde spirals. A beautiful brown cowboy hat was placed on her head strategically, not messing up her hair one bit. A handful of small red roses were stitched onto the brim. Her eyebrows were obviously waxed recently, as they were shaped into a perfect arch. Her eyelashes were strangely make-up free, their natural thick volume framing stereotypical blue eyes that crinkled slightly at the sides when she smiled. Her lips curved up at the edge in a small smile, shining ruthlessly with gloss. She wore a blue and red plaid button down with a medium length neckline, revealing the top of a blue tank top. It was tucked into a pair of Wrangler’s jeans that were dark-wash and hugged her legs gently. A large embroidered leather belt was woven through the belt loops, with a large silver belt buckle sealing it. The buckle’s outline was shaped like rope. The interior was a reining horse in mid-turn. She also wore new riding boots that also had roses embroidered into them. They stood calf-high. The truck’s engine rumbled one last time before she pulled out the keys, opened the door, and jumped out. She stood at about 5’7”, standing tall and slightly proud. She patted the truck’s side as she strode past to the trailer. She opened the door, revealing a muscular chestnut stallion.


ETA: Augh. Ignore the bad sentence structure and grammar, and you'll get the idea...

Awesome description!

Heh, she's only an inch shorter than Dennis. He ain't a giant...

 

[chickendiva25]

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Oh joy.....

Awesome, what do you have so far?

Zinnia!

I haven't even reread it yet, so it may have some bad mistakes. D:


A large, dark Ram truck pulled into the drive, a fairy sizeable Sundowner towed behind it. The woman driving glanced in the rearview mirror, making sure no one was behind her. Her right arm casually gripped the steering wheel, as her left one was casually leaned against the door. The open window’s breeze ruffled her shapely blonde spirals. A beautiful brown cowboy hat was placed on her head strategically, not messing up her hair one bit. A handful of small red roses were stitched onto the brim. Her eyebrows were obviously waxed recently, as they were shaped into a perfect arch. Her eyelashes were strangely make-up free, their natural thick volume framing stereotypical blue eyes that crinkled slightly at the sides when she smiled. Her lips curved up at the edge in a small smile, shining ruthlessly with gloss. She wore a blue and red plaid button down with a medium length neckline, revealing the top of a blue tank top. It was tucked into a pair of Wrangler’s jeans that were dark-wash and hugged her legs gently. A large embroidered leather belt was woven through the belt loops, with a large silver belt buckle sealing it. The buckle’s outline was shaped like rope. The interior was a reining horse in mid-turn. She also wore new riding boots that also had roses embroidered into them. They stood calf-high. The truck’s engine rumbled one last time before she pulled out the keys, opened the door, and jumped out. She stood at about 5’7”, standing tall and slightly proud. She patted the truck’s side as she strode past to the trailer. She opened the door, revealing a muscular chestnut stallion.


ETA: Augh. Ignore the bad sentence structure and grammar, and you'll get the idea...

Oh, yeah, I read that on the RP chat thread. Looks good!

And I got your PM.

 

[equinehugger3]

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Zinnia!

I haven't even reread it yet, so it may have some bad mistakes. D:


A large, dark Ram truck pulled into the drive, a fairy sizeable Sundowner towed behind it. The woman driving glanced in the rearview mirror, making sure no one was behind her. Her right arm casually gripped the steering wheel, as her left one was casually leaned against the door. The open window’s breeze ruffled her shapely blonde spirals. A beautiful brown cowboy hat was placed on her head strategically, not messing up her hair one bit. A handful of small red roses were stitched onto the brim. Her eyebrows were obviously waxed recently, as they were shaped into a perfect arch. Her eyelashes were strangely make-up free, their natural thick volume framing stereotypical blue eyes that crinkled slightly at the sides when she smiled. Her lips curved up at the edge in a small smile, shining ruthlessly with gloss. She wore a blue and red plaid button down with a medium length neckline, revealing the top of a blue tank top. It was tucked into a pair of Wrangler’s jeans that were dark-wash and hugged her legs gently. A large embroidered leather belt was woven through the belt loops, with a large silver belt buckle sealing it. The buckle’s outline was shaped like rope. The interior was a reining horse in mid-turn. She also wore new riding boots that also had roses embroidered into them. They stood calf-high. The truck’s engine rumbled one last time before she pulled out the keys, opened the door, and jumped out. She stood at about 5’7”, standing tall and slightly proud. She patted the truck’s side as she strode past to the trailer. She opened the door, revealing a muscular chestnut stallion.


ETA: Augh. Ignore the bad sentence structure and grammar, and you'll get the idea...

Oh, yeah, I read that on the RP chat thread. Looks good!

And I got your PM.

That's what gave me the idea....

Strange, no?


Dx

 

[Ec_Prokta]

I live!!

 

[chickendiva25]

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Oh, yeah, I read that on the RP chat thread. Looks good!

And I got your PM.

That's what gave me the idea....

Strange, no?


Dx

Not as strange at how I got Cleopatra. Really, she just started out as a rebellious idea. Then, she turned into this epic character and by the time the song ended, I had an entire scene imagined up.

Of course, I had to write something about her as she was one of my most genius characters ((Her and Wysteria)) so that is where I got her story.

So, no, I don't think where you got MT is very strange.