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Thing2LovesChickens said:
(Just wondering, what did I miss? I left for a day and came back to about 40 new pages! Also, here's the link for the character page. Please tell me if I missed anything or if you want something changed. Thanks!
https://www.backyardchickens.com/articles/human-rp-character-page.74612/)
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Yeah uh sorry I guess we got a little carried away! Thanks for doing archives that’s really cool thanks! I will get link through to you for Cindy. Here you go:
Butterscotchbitesfinger said:
Name: Cindy
Age: 13
Rank: she is well a Local shop kid I suppose
Personality: strong, pretty and smart and sarcastic
Description: she has knee length red hair which she rarely wears out, she is tall and slim with green eyes flecked with gold.
Family: her parents Are seperated living in different city’s both her parents are politicians and she has two younger brothers. Jack and Wilson
Pets: she has her own horse named cinnamon, he is a big heavy Clydesdale and she has three dogs her brothers have their own and so does she! Her dogs name is Tulip.
:) also she wants some friends BTW
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Flufferes said:
Whitnay died inside. "Sure, i guess. If Connor is alright with it."

Whitnay was wondering where Clarabelle was gonna go and if they served food to people without cars
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vachick15 said:
Jessica tied Bristol up like the other horse owners.
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Connor just trotted Clarabelle straight into a Sonic slot, ever the conventional thinker. "Yeah, um..." He stared at the illuminated menu dumbly, wondering if he was even hungry in the first place. This place seemed to be getting increasingly crowded with each passing moment, so he figured it'd be polite not to waste time. "Erm, Whitnay, you wanna go first?"
 
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Butterscotchbitesfinger said:
“Don’t worry” Elena said quietly, “you’ll get in the swing of it soon”.
Elena glanced at her, “if you want and you don’t think you want to ride your welcome to be a stable hand at my stables” she said smiling. “It doesn’t evolve riding but you spend time loving and getting to know the horses”
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"No, I want to learn how to ride," said Misty.
 
RiverStorm said:
River growled silently, only partly awake. What. What is on me. Argh, no, not again... Come on dude, it's Saturday, let me sleep for once in my life. She forced her eyes open to see the cause of her sudden awakening, and it was exactly what she expected to see. "Trodaire, get off me! Argh-- Ew." She growled as the young dog assaulted her with a unholy amount of licks, much to her disgust. She shoved at his chest, throwing him off her bed, and climbing up out of it herself, and getting dressed into some black, ripped skinny jeans, a light grey t-shirt, brown leather boots, and a black leather jacket. She brushed her hair into a ponytail and hooked Trodaire up on his leash.
She stepped out of her room, entering the living room to be greeted by the sight of her father sitting on the couch, eating cereal. I forgot, he has Saturday and Sunday off now. "Oh, what a well rounded breakfast!" She announced, giving him an playful glance, and he gave her a small grin.
"Well, it's the only thing we have. You should make yourself some breakfast before you go out, you don't need your sugar crashing again."
"You know I don't eat breakfast. I'll be fine, see you later." She said, grabbing her black reflective sunglasses, putting them on, and marching out the door without another word, clutching Trodaire's leash.
"Seems we're exploring today, Tro."
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River jogged down the sidewalk with Trodaire, his black fur rippling in the wind. She flicked her eyes around, noticing a overpoweringly abundant amount of people on horses, including a girl she had ran into last night, and decided to stay well out of her way.
Several restaurants were up ahead, and a Sonic was on the same road she had planned to turn onto. She tilted her head, running over a sudden memory of being at a Sonic with her parents, before something jerked from her hand.
Trodaire's leash, of course.
Are you kidding me? Oh crud! River lept after him, happening to race straight into the Sonic's lot. "Trodaire, heel!"
 
RiverStorm said:
River jogged down the sidewalk with Trodaire, his black fur rippling in the wind. She flicked her eyes around, noticing a overpoweringly abundant amount of people on horses, including a girl she had ran into last night, and decided to stay well out of her way.
Several restaurants were up ahead, and a Sonic was on the same road she had planned to turn onto. She tilted her head, running over a sudden memory of being at a Sonic with her parents, before something jerked from her hand.
Trodaire's leash, of course.
Are you kidding me? Oh crud! River lept after him, happening to race straight into the Sonic's lot. "Trodaire, heel!"
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Connor was jolted out of his ordering block by gleeful barking. He carefully rearranged himself on Clarabelle to turn around without pitching to the pavement and was greeted by the worrying sight of a large dog hurtling toward them. Quickly dismounting all the way, he hit the ground at a sprint in order to meet the dog before it had an opportunity to spook any of the locomotive livestock.
"Easy, boy," he called assertively, reaching out a hand in an attempt to slow the dog.
When the speeding canine kept coming, he rooted his legs firmly and braced himself for impact. I have a suspicion it's not going to stop.
"Whose dog?!"
 
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