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Plot: Horse lovers from all around the world have come to train at a new ranch. You, are one of the outcasts. There are many of you. Quiet, Sneaky, brave, and fearless. Each and everyone of the misfits are amazing riders, but nobody ever pays attention to you. Constantly being bullied and bossed around has forced you to keep quiet. The outcasts band together and show what the quiet people in the backround can really do. Will you make sure everyone remembers your name? Will you join them?

Rules:
Cussing is allowed but make sure it is bleeped out!
You can't be you're own crush/bf/gf.
No one liners please!
Be respectful of other RPers or you're out!
Real picture for your charcters.

Bios:

Humans~
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Hometown:
Crush:
Boyfriend/Girlfriend:
Personality:
Best Event(s):
Other:
Looks:

Horses~

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Breed:
Crush:
Mate:
Personality:
Best Events(s):
Other:
Looks:

My bios

Name: Kami Ann Burnett
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Hometown: Rochester, MN.
Crush: Might develop one
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None
Personality: Kami is a shy girl who often follows the talkitive people around but never says anything. She always knows whats going on around the ranch but keeps to herself. She used to be very outgoing and talkitive in middle school but quieted down once she got into high school. She is an overall funny girl once you get to know her.
Best Event(s): Barrel Racing and Westen Pleasure (Show event)
Other: None
Looks:

Name: Bullet
Age: 9
Gender: Stallion
Breed: Paint
Crush: None
Mate: None
Personality: Bullet is a very loud and rowdy horse. He often makes a lot of noise when he's with other horses. He doesn't let anyone touch him eccept Kami. When ever Bullet is ridden, he will run and make as much noise as possible just to attract attention.
Best Events(s): Barrel Racing
Other: None
Looks:

Bullies:
The bullies will be played by everyone, this is what they look like:

Veronica:


Nora:


Jessikka:


I'll try find some guy bullies..

Please Join!!

Name: Jack Harkness
Age:16
Gender: male
Hometown: Telluride, CO
Crush:
Boyfriend/Girlfriend:
Personality: Jack is very outspoken and flirts with just about everyone, but he only does so when he's just with random people, at a barn he's generally quiet unless you speak to him first
Best Event(s): three day eventing
Other:
Looks:



Name: Captain
Age: 9
Gender: stallion
Breed: Dutch warmblood
Crush:
Mate:
Personality: Captain is sort of like his owner, when with others he's fun and flirty but when he's working he's serious and very down to earth
Best Events(s): three day eventing
Other:
Looks:

OOC::// Ya sure, just submit your bio and begin RPing!

Jack walked unnoticed towards the barn, it was cold and very early, his breath clouded before him and he had flipped up the collar of his long black trench coat to warm his neck. He had his hands in his pockets. He entered the toasty warm barn and immediately adjusted and went to his horse.

Hey, Shmidty,

The following is my character's profile:

Name: Josephine Elizabeth Sunvale, A.K.A. Joie (Pronounced as "Joey")
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Hometown: Portland, OR.
Crush: Any hot goth guy who understands her
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None!
Personality: Joie has always been misunderstood! She has always seen the darker side of life, and she's always been able to appreciate the sombre side of things, rye humor, analysis, etc. She loves being incomparable, unexpected, and interestingly different.
Best Event(s): Jumping hurdles!
Other:
Looks:

http://thechive.files.wordpress.com/201 ... =500&h=675

PHOTO CREDIT: thechive.files.wordpress.com

Horses~

Name: Night Creature
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Breed: I don't know, and I don't really care, as long as he's a good jumper!

Crush: ?
Mate: None
Personality: Night Creature is an unpredictable horse who answers only to Joie!
Best Events(s): Jumping hurdles
Other:
Looks:

http://www.picturesoftheplanet.com/albu ... allion.jpg

PHOTO CREDIT: http://www.picturesoftheplanet.com


See Ya' Later,
Dixie Baby

OOC::// Accepted. Sorry if I make a lot of mistakes in my post because I'm using my moms iPhone and I've heard auto corrects a jerk

Slowly, Kami crawled out of bed. She rubbed her eyes and stared at the black eyeliner on her hand which had rubbed off. It was another nice day. Fall was just beginning and Kami loved the smells and colors. Memories from yesterday's training flashed through her head, forcing her out of bed and to get ready for more.

Meanwhile, in the stables, Bullet was munching away on his breakfast. Oats and hay as usuall. He nickerd to the other horses in the stable as if to say: "Man this stuff is good! You should try it!" He slowly continued eating, trying to enjoy every last bite of it.

Jack smiled as Captain lifted his head and nickered. He rubbed his big horse's nose and moved into his stall, clipping on his lead and taking him outside. He tied the lead to the other side of the halter, not wanting to bother with a saddle or bridle and led Captain to the mounting block and mounted. He trotted the big horse into the trees, planning on going on a long morning hack before breakfast.

She finnished getting dresses and then Kami re-did her eye makeup. She smiled at herself in the mirror and went into the tight little kitchen. There was four cupboards and a small mini fridge, a stove and a microwave. "I wonder if all the cabins are like this.." She thought, taking two apples out of the fridge and heading out the door.

As she entered the barn, most of the preppy girls were standing near Bullet's stall. He was still munching away on breakfast and occasionally snorting at anyone who walked past his stall.

Jack urged Captain into a trot, then a collected canter, keeping the big horse under a short reign. They made their way down the trail. A fallen log announced the start of the cross country course and Jack decided it wouldn't do much harm to practice cross country before everything else, besides, it was Captains favorite, as was evident as the big horse perked his ears eagerly. Jack gentle checked the big horse's speed before they flew towards the jump, Jack went up in two point, they took the jump with ease and sped onward.

The preppy girls didn't notice Kami walking in, only one or two of them untill she opened Bullet's stall. The door squeaked loudly, making Bullet whinny loud as if to say: "Stop that! It hurts my ears!" Then, The 'Queen Bee' of the preps spoke up. "Tell your horse to be quiet!" Kami ignored her as she dug through the straw on the floor, looking for Bullet's halter. "Um, Hellooo? Did you hear what I just said! Tell your horse to be more quiet!" The queen bee snapped. Bullet quickly jumped to it and whinnied at her and then stuck his nose through the gate and snorted. Kami quickly slipped his halter on and clipped the lead on. She opened the squeaky gate and led him outside.

Joie Sunvale pulled on her black riding pants, yawning. She enjoyed staring at her wall posters as she got dressed. That was better than talking to her boarding house roommate, Jessikka Rolaine McJennus, A.K.A. "The Princess of Prep"!

As far as Joie was concerned, Jessikka was the very IMAGE of total annoyance! She stood a Stepford-esque 5 feet, 2 inches tall, and her eyes were a blue-green hue that poets would probably dub "ocean blue". ICK! Her shoulder-length, naturally flowing, red hair always stayed in place, no matter HOW she styled it, and her conversations with "The Queen Bee" were so sickeningly measured, and so patronizing, that they'd make those that occurred between average, sniping high school bullies look tame and friendly.

Once she was dressed, Joie gazed up at her "Neverending Story" poster, ignoring Jessikka's snide remark about how she ALWAYS stared at that poster while she was getting dressed. Seating herself on her bed, Joie picked up her copy of Fahrenheit 451, debating weather or not she should read any more of the book before heading out to feed Night Creature.

Turning, she caught Jessikka just as the Sweet-16-year-old girl was stuffing her bra with large numbers of tissues.
Sighing, she actually began to feel sorry for the poor, spoiled kid, but she only said, "Is that REALLY NECESSARY, Jess?", raising one eyebrow with a slight giggle.

"I'm a NORMAL girl, JOY!", she said calmly, mangling the Gothic girl's name...again. "I'm a NORMAL girl, and JOY can't DEAL with that, because, GUESS WHAT? SHE'S a FREAK...of EPIC proportions!"

Laughing self-satisfactorily, Jessikka shook her head at Joie. "YOU, with the ample cleavage!", she chirped warningly, "YOU'RE gonna be SAGGING like an old zoo ELEPHANT within about three YEARS." Giggling, she pulled a photo from her side of the boarding house bedroom. Advancing on Joie, she held the photo of the wrinkled, elderly woman about one inch from the black-haired girl's face.

"You see HER?", she snapped.

"She's your GRANDMOTHER, RIGHT?" Joie tried to turn away, but Jessikka grabbed her arm, digging her painted nails into Joie's pale flesh.

"HEY!"

"NO, JOY, you LOOK at her!" Jessikka's eyes flashed angrily.

"You LOOK at her, you twisted little BRAT! You take a good look at her NOW, O ANGEL of DARKNESS, because THAT'S what YOU'RE going to look like someday!" Her perfect little face contorted itself into a mask of discontented desperation.

"You'll be OLD, and UGLY, and YOU...YOU won't even care!" Releasing Joie's arm, Jessikka walked back to her bed, picking up her shirt and putting it on.

Laughing, she turned back to roll her eyes at the other girl.

"You won't even CARE," she repeated, "because YOU are a stupid little ALIEN who doesn't know weather she's coming or GOING, and you're certainly not going anywhere THESE days, anyway."

Standing there, holding her fingernail-stabbed arm, Joie just looked at Jessikka's perfect hair, and she sighed.

"GOSH, but you hate me, DON'T you?", she said. "It's not MY fault that every woman from my family has a big chest, but, REALLY, you poor baby! YOU could have any guy on this entire RANCH, and you know WHY?"

Whirling about, Jessikka balled up one fist, giving Joie a blank stare of determination.

"Oh, save the SMACKDOWN for LATER, VERUCA!", said Joie, rolling her eyes.

"If you say that I can have any guy only because I just stuffed this bra, I'm gonna CHOKE you with it!"

Laughing, Joie backed away, holding up her hands in mock protest.

"Well, I doubt that you'll want to do THAT, Jess," she declared, "because if you DO, you'll be the only braless girl on this RANCH! Your hamper is FULL right now, and your riding outfit will NEVER 'fit to flatter,' as you say, if you're NOT wearing a...STUFFED...bra!" Raising her eyebrow again, she laughed.

"Keep your clothes on, and stop trying to threaten me, because your efforts are in vain."

With a short, huffy sigh, Jessikka turned away.

"I KNOW why I can have any guy on this ranch!"

"Give your reasons to the GUYS, then, because I'D like to READ a few pages of my book before I leave." Seating herself, Joie picked up the book.

"I can have any guy on this ranch because I actually have CLASS, and DIGNITY, and-"

"Oh, and that older LADY, who's going to will you a crudload of MONEY someday?"

"Those of us who are born into money are oftentimes those who are BETTER...SUITED...to it!"

"YOU'D be better suited to a..." Stopping herself, Joie shook her head, mentally reminding herself that she sometimes actually WANTED to be a better person. Glancing up from her book, she stared at Jessikka as the girl arranged her belongings, smoothed every wrinkle out of her comforter, brushed her hair, and applied an ever-so-fairyland-light vail of makeup to her face.

"You know, you'd be sort of like The Childlike Empress without the stuffed bra, and THEN you might actually begin to be WORTH more to everybody."

"Like the WHAT?", asked Jessikka, before disappearing from the room.

"Like the WHAT? Oh, do something INTERESTING already, Jess, before it's too LATE for you!" Shaking her head, Joie walked over to the tall, eggshell-hued, worn wooden dresser, so that she could line her blue eyes with the charcoal-colored pencil that was always there, like an old friend.

After applying her makeup, Joie turned to leave, only to catch a glimpse of Jessikka's grandmother's photo.

"I feel sorry for YOU!", she sighed, giving a rye laugh as she left the room.

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NOTE: If anybody else wants to be Jessikka, that's cool with me.

Till Next Time,
Dixie Baby

At the ranch there are three 'Queen Bees'. Jessikka, Veronica and Nora. Luckily, Kami was only getting bullied by Nora. Jessikka and Veronica are much harsher.
Nora and the other girls followed Kami out of the barn, Bullet snorting and trying to turn and nip at them. The sun bared down on them, and Kami hurried over to the shade of a tree. She clipped one side of the lead to the halter and tied the other. Nora still followed them over to the tree, not going to back down untill Kami told her off. She twirled her hair and slapped Bullet on the backside hard. He whinnied loudly and reared up. "Nora! Know that off! Slap your own horse!" Kami snapped. She wanted to curse and hit Nora herself, but would for sure get in trouble for that.

Joie arrived at the barn just as Nora was giving Kami a royal tongue-lashing for being so bold as to contest her actions.

"Well, good MORNING, Mary SUNSHINE!", she called to Nora, smirking and rolling her eyes as she walked into the barn.

Quietly, with calm authority, she walked over and opened the half-door of the stall where Night Creature blinked a docile greeting.

"Well," she whispered, kneeling down and looking up at her horse, "are you ready for us to surprise them TODAY?" Shaking her head, she gave the stallion an upward glance.

"You didn't do so well YESTERDAY!", she declared quietly, kissing the top of Night Creature's nose.

Before she could continue her conversation, Nora's cowgirl boot kicked her forward, so that she had to grab ahold of Night Creature's leg for balance; that didn't work,though, and soon, her face was on the ground.

Rolling over onto her back, she glared up at the smirky, simpering doll.

"If you're MAD at me, express your attitude with WORDS," she said loudly, "or can't you DO that?"

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NOTE: Were you going to let other people play the roles of the "Queen Bees", or should we just find photos for them, and post them? I'm curious to know what the other "Queen Bees" look like...

See Ya' Later,
Dixie Baby

OOC::// Everyones going to play them.. I'll find pictures of them and posst them on the first post.

Kami swumg up onto Bullet's back as he tried nipping at Nora. "Go ahead and run away Kami! Run away from everything!" The bossy, blonde girl yelled as Bullet and his mistress darted away. She stopped and turned to see Nora go into the barn to harrass another innocent rider. "Well, Atleast it was only Nora, Bullet. It could have been Jessi or Veronica.." Kami whispered to the paint who glady agreed with a loud snort.

Kami kicked bullet into a gallop and they bounded into the woods. Bullet loved to dodge the trees to give Kami a little scare at times to show her what he could do. The girl enjoyed how much the rowdy horse would try impress her. It always pleased her to know that her horse was doing his very best everyday of training.

The blonde girl laughed.

"Well, for moments like THIS one, there ARE no words!"

"Well, not from YOU, anyway," quipped Joie, attempting to scoot out from underneath Night Creature. Nora stood stalk still, blocking her exit, and laughing triumphantly, yet trivially.

"It seems as though I've got CHOICES!", exclaimed the Goth girl, pretending to be air-headedly thrilled at the prospect of talking to the drone before her.

"I can either politely ask you to MOVE, or I can try to kick your feet out of my way from this awkward position-"

"I'd love to see THAT!", laughed Nora, smiling.

"OR...," continued Joie, glaring just slightly, "I can just take a sweet, little nap...right here underneath my HORSE!" She yawned loudly.

"Magnificent view!", she exclaimed, looking up at the underside of Night Creature, slyly playing along with Nora's stupidity.

Nora gave her such a strange, distancing look that she had to laugh.

"JOY, you really ARE-"

The sound of loud footsteps interrupted Nora's rant.

"Where have you BEEN, NORA SLOWPOKE?"

"Yeah, Nora! It's really RUDE to leave Veronica and me behind to WAIT for you!"

"Oh, shut UP, you two, and look at what I GROUNDED for you already!"

Nora's two companions looked down at the spot that their ringleader was pointing to, and then, they smiled in unison.

"Oh, it's ELVIRA, taking her MANURE bath before the morning RIDE!", laughed Veronica, always the immature joker.

"It's too bad that Night Creature isn't a HUMAN guy, 'cause she'd be getting a REEAALLY good VIEW of-"

"Shut UP, Veronica!", scolded Nora, giggling teasingly. "Can't you see that they're in DESPERATE need of...um...one on ONE time...ALONE?"

Joie just laughed right back at the girls, shaking her head at their pathetic display of desperate, second-rate bullying.

"I'm sorry," she said, "but I'm ditching my...BABYSITTING duties for the day, because I'm in NO MOOD to play GAMES, so if you'll EXCUSE me..." She tried to scoot forward some more, and the girls moved out of the way just enough so that she was able to stand up.

"Oh, but it's FUN playing games with YOU!", said Veronica. "We LIKE riding around with a sign that says 'FREAK on Board!', DON'T we?"

Joie stroked Night Creature's nose, never even bothering to brush the debris off of herself.

"Of COURSE," mused Jessikka, twisting a red curl about her finger, " but she'd be MORE fun to play games with if she'd actually clean herself UP sometime!"

"TELL me about it!," agreed Nora. "Why ANYBODY would want to walk around looking like THAT, I'll never know!"

Joie kissed the top of Night Creature's nose, and then she began to suit him up for their ride, barely giving the other three girls a glance.

Jessikka tapped her foot.

"You KNOW, JOY," she said slowly, "if you ever decided to change OUT of those...BLACK clothes that you wear day in and day out, and you actually started to behave like a NORMAL person, we MIGHT consider letting you join us more often."

Joie turned around, laughing incredulously.

"More OFTEN?", she said. Staring right at the other girls, she shook her head. "AGAIN, I'm sorry, but I REALLY don't think that I'd EVER want to help the three of you to gain the fruits of YOUR twisted labor!" Laughing again, she turned back towards Night Creature.

"So, you're OFFICIALLY refusing to COOPERATE with us?", inquired Nora.

"TECHNICALLY...yes," answered Joie, turning around to stare at Nora with a half-serious expression.

"Well...okaaay...," quipped Veronica, disappearing from the barn.

"I second that," agreed Nora, but she gave Joie a dagger-sharp look.

"If you don't want to JOIN us," she said, "then you'd better be prepared to stay out of our WAY, and if you can't do THAT, then you'd better be prepared to PAY, 'cause if you UPSET us, you're gonna HAVE to pay, and you know what they say about PAYBACK!" Delivering a swift slap to Joie's cheek, she held her fist up as she turned to leave.

Joie gasped slightly, but she forced herself to remain silent and still.

"Oh, GREAT!", whined Jessikka. "Now I still have to deal with this MONSTROSITY, ANYWAY, because I have to BOARD with her!"

"You wouldn't have EVER let me join your little clique, ANYWAY, and you all KNOW that, so you might as well stop pretending to be such second-rate good samaritans."

"O...M...G, she speaks the TRUTH for once!", squealed Jessikka, leaving the barn just as Joie started to brush herself off.

"So you'd better not UPSET ANY of us from now on, or WE'RE gonna play ROUGH with YOU, and YOU'LL regret it!"

"There's a HORSE, Jessikka, and it's got YOUR name on it!" With that, Joie climbed up onto Night Creature's saddle, barely watching as Jessikka disappeared out of the barn and around the corner.

"Tonight, when everybody ELSE is ASLEEP, LET'S ride BAREBACK, OKAY?", whispered Joie, her eyes sparkling daringly.
"I know that they don't like for us to do that here unless we're FAVORED riders, and WE know who the FAVORED riders are, don't we...but it won't KILL us to break the rules in the middle of the NIGHT, WILL it, now?" Patting Night Rider's side, she closed her eyes, leaning forward, just listening to the beautiful sound of the stallion's breath for what seemed to be an eternity.

Suddenly, Night Creature reared up, and with him flew one ice cold flood of water, and then another, and then another, in rapid succession, until the stallion was whinnying and blinking like an animal who was lost in total darkness.

Joie, who had very nearly lost her balance, coughed, while at the same time trying desperately to blink the ice water out of her eyes.

"Shhh! It's...okay," she gasped, trying to sound reassuring and certain. Patting the side of Night Creature's face, she closed her eyes tightly, wishing that she were balanced enough to ease the stinging sensation that filled them.

"You'll be ALRIGHT, Night Creature," she said, becoming more frustrated. Taking a deep breath from above the struggling of her spooked horse, she nuzzled the stallion's face with hers.

"Shhh, my swift rider. I'm sorry for being harsh. I just can't SEE right now, but it'll be okay," she tried to breathe more slowly. "It's okay, Darling," she murmured. Stroking his face, and shifting slightly in the saddle, she whispered and nuzzled him into a calmer state.

"THAT'S better, Night Creature," she said, finally balanced enough to dry her eyes. Her hair was soaking wet. Her entire chest was freezing, and her shirt clung to her revealingly. Water dripped down the front of her riding pants, and down the length of Night Creature's mane.

"You poor Night Creature!", she said, ever so gently moving her hands over the stallion's eyes, in a careful effort to help HIM to see more successfully, too.

"It's alright NOW, isn't it?", she asked, leaning towards his ears. When he whinnied, she patted his face.

"Alright! Let's go, then! WE'LL show them what little trouble a little water can cause for us! FLY, Night Creature!" With that, they were off, speeding so quickly towards the riding trail that Joie's hair flew out behind her, so quickly that Night Creature's tail looked like a long, straight, black rope that was being flown by a jet through a stormy sky.

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See Ya' Later,
Dixie Baby