~EmberHerd and Green Island Farms~ *Temporary owner*

[equinehugger3]

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(Well...Augh, I do not want to be oppressive, but I saw no go for now, just because we're becoming stress monsters.

Equinezilla...)


Bridget walked outside, to be greeted by a slim man in his 30's, wearing traditional Western gear. Behind him was an expensive truck and trailer, holding the mare. "Hey Bridget! Hello," he tipped his hat to the two.

(Pwease...? *pouts* Don't be a threadtator.)(

)

"Hi," said Chelsea with a shy smile. She reached over to shake hands with him. "I'm Wimpys Little Step's owner."

(*glares* No pity-beggars. *loses oppressive glare* I'll think about it.

THINK.

)

"Oh, hi!" he said with a grin. "I'm _____ _______," he said. (I don't know why, but my paranoid side is telling me that real people might flip if we RP'd them.

I'm paranoid. I was thinking Shawn Flarida, but for now it's Mr. Blank.) ____ led them toward the trailer. He led out a gorgous QH mare with great bloodlines and confirmation. "After her rider was injured, she fell behind in her riding career due to missing big shows, but her mother was an exceptional producer, and she sure has the bloodlines. You say you were breeding her to Wimpy? They'd make a killer foal," he said. Bridget nodded. "Thinking about it," she said, taking the lead as he handed it to her. "Well, papers are signed, goods exchanged. You're good to go. Keep in touch! And nice to meet you, ma'am." ____ tipped his hat once again before getting in his truck.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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(Pwease...? *pouts* Don't be a threadtator.)(

)

"Hi," said Chelsea with a shy smile. She reached over to shake hands with him. "I'm Wimpys Little Step's owner."

(*glares* No pity-beggars. *loses oppressive glare* I'll think about it.

THINK.

)

"Oh, hi!" he said with a grin. "I'm _____ _______," he said. (I don't know why, but my paranoid side is telling me that real people might flip if we RP'd them.

I'm paranoid. I was thinking Shawn Flarida, but for now it's Mr. Blank.) ____ led them toward the trailer. He led out a gorgous QH mare with great bloodlines and confirmation. "After her rider was injured, she fell behind in her riding career due to missing big shows, but her mother was an exceptional producer, and she sure has the bloodlines. You say you were breeding her to Wimpy? They'd make a killer foal," he said. Bridget nodded. "Thinking about it," she said, taking the lead as he handed it to her. "Well, papers are signed, goods exchanged. You're good to go. Keep in touch! And nice to meet you, ma'am." ____ tipped his hat once again before getting in his truck.

(*Cocks gun* It's revolution time, 'tator.) (

Alright, 'fanks. :3)

Chelsea looked to the mare. "Geez Bridget, she's gorgeous. You're lucky to have her," she said, stroking the mare's velvety soft neck.

 

[equinehugger3]

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(*glares* No pity-beggars. *loses oppressive glare* I'll think about it.

THINK.

)

"Oh, hi!" he said with a grin. "I'm _____ _______," he said. (I don't know why, but my paranoid side is telling me that real people might flip if we RP'd them.

I'm paranoid. I was thinking Shawn Flarida, but for now it's Mr. Blank.) ____ led them toward the trailer. He led out a gorgous QH mare with great bloodlines and confirmation. "After her rider was injured, she fell behind in her riding career due to missing big shows, but her mother was an exceptional producer, and she sure has the bloodlines. You say you were breeding her to Wimpy? They'd make a killer foal," he said. Bridget nodded. "Thinking about it," she said, taking the lead as he handed it to her. "Well, papers are signed, goods exchanged. You're good to go. Keep in touch! And nice to meet you, ma'am." ____ tipped his hat once again before getting in his truck.

(*Cocks gun* It's revolution time, 'tator.) (

Alright, 'fanks. :3)


Chelsea looked to the mare. "Geez Bridget, she's gorgeous. You're lucky to have her," she said, stroking the mare's velvety soft neck.

(Nuuuuuu! I change my mind! No!

Just kidding, I really will think about it.

)

"Her foal's only going to be half mine, really," Bridget said with a grin at Chelsea. "She's gorgeous enough to deserve Wimpy, I hope?"

That sounds very weird.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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(*Cocks gun* It's revolution time, 'tator.) (

Alright, 'fanks. :3)


Chelsea looked to the mare. "Geez Bridget, she's gorgeous. You're lucky to have her," she said, stroking the mare's velvety soft neck.

(Nuuuuuu! I change my mind! No!

Just kidding, I really will think about it.

)

"Her foal's only going to be half mine, really," Bridget said with a grin at Chelsea. "She's gorgeous enough to deserve Wimpy, I hope?"

That sounds very weird.

(

You're the best threadtator in the world!)

"Of course. I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind having him breed to her, if you wanted," she said with a kind smile.

 

[DuckLover2399]

RAWR.

 

[DuckLover2399]

Fable grazed in the corner of her pasture.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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Meow. :3

 

[equinehugger3]

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(Nuuuuuu! I change my mind! No!

Just kidding, I really will think about it.

)

"Her foal's only going to be half mine, really," Bridget said with a grin at Chelsea. "She's gorgeous enough to deserve Wimpy, I hope?"

That sounds very weird.

(

You're the best threadtator in the world!)

"Of course. I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind having him breed to her, if you wanted," she said with a kind smile.

*Gets warm fuzzies*

Da beepuls love me!

"Thank you! But would you mind calling them? I don't want them thinking I'm trying to cheat them. Crown sure is something, I just think that Diamond may be a better match."

 

[equinehugger3]

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Wind nuzzled her, having cooled off.

 

[DuckLover2399]

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Wind nuzzled her, having cooled off.

She sighed, "I'm through with that mare, I don't think she has a nice bone in her body."