Cross Thoroughbred Racing Facility

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(What time of season is it?)

[haylee]

_{[Okay, I'll go edit the rules and news.]}

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_{If i'm really excited about rp'ing with someone then I can do, like a two page post. But, since my charries are kind of boring, I don't really have any muse for them >.< //Sigh//}

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In the RP? I believe Story said it went along with real life and blah..

[rien]

(just going to put this out there- a word count limit should be one number, not a range. It should be the bare minimum an acceptable length of post. My post here is 152 words, not counting this bit. So a 150 word limit is pretty easy to do, but I think if people are worried, 100 would be a good starting place.]

Alright, so he was pretty sure what he'd said hadn't been perfect, but at least it didn't seem to have caused any problems. As long as he hadn't made things worse (which he felt like he did quite often) then he would call it successful. When she mentioned going his face fell slightly but he nodded, feeling some tiny measure of relief. It wasn't that he didn't like her company, it was just that he wasn't often in company for so long, and it made him feel like he was on trial, trying not to say something stupid, or something that would get him in trouble.

"Alright, I better finish this fence and then get back in where it's warm." He hesitated a moment. "And uh, it really would be nice to talk to you again. I guess I'll see you around."

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-pats Amber-

[Story]

<sub>[My mommy calls me Goober! Sorry, random. You called me a goob, Leo.]

Aiden had moved to stand behind Skya, wrapping his arms gently over her shoulders and pulling her against him so he could hug her. His chin rested on her shoulder. "Things are going to be okay, you'll see. Sasha's a strong, stubborn guy and I promise that he'll be back here soon, causing trouble and getting under your skin again." Aiden tried to keep his tone light as he attempted to lift her spirits. He was assuming now that her day was ruined and that she wouldn't care to join him for dinner, so he focused instead on trying to cheer her up.

Adam shrugged at Sadie. He wasn't really in the mood for eating, which was frankly shocking. It seemed that any day that he was spared of feeling the effects of chemotherapy, he enjoyed eating a hearty meal, but today, his appetite was strangely nonexistent. This wasn't a true tragedy to the jockey though. He still gritted his teeth when stepping onto the scale. Though he weighed in at only 106 pounds, he still felt like he might still be unattractively round. He shifted and sighed. "I think I'm going to stay in here for a bit. Stay with Tremolo to make sure he's comfortable." He sighed quietly as he glanced at the colt.</sub>

[haylee]

_{[Winter... Would it be too much to ask for new role-play pages for all of the role-plays so the new rule can start now and we'll be all more organized/literate? Sorry if that made no sense?]}

[Story]

_{[At the moment, it is actually just before Christmas. ^^ Whaddaya say to having a little Christmas celebration on here around Christmas time? Yay or nay? Horsey, I can indeed make a new RP page shortly. Would it be acceptable to do that tomorrow when I'll have more computer access? It's hard to work on this laptop. BRB, gonna take something for this stupid headache. Yep, my headaches are back. Wewt. //sarcasm]}

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<sub>//Pokes Story again// Who's going to find Miguel?]

"Alright!" Keely smiled at him, waving her finger's slightly in a Goodbye wave, before she turned around, heading back towards the cabins. Sighing to herself, she stepped into the Cabin, relishing in the warmth that encased around her body. She slowly made her way over to the couch, and flopped down, casting a glance around, before she closed her eyes.</sub>