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Emma Brown

Ride 'em like ya stole 'em

GROUP:Townie

AGE:18 yrs old

HEIGHT:5'2''

PRONOUNS:she/her

SEXUALITY:straight

OCCUPATION:tack & feed

PLAYED BY:LittleRed

WRITTEN:21 posts

POINTS:

I like to move it move it (open)

POSTED ON Apr 12, 2024 0:45:08 GMT -5

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Post by Emma Brown on Apr 12, 2024 0:45:08 GMT -5

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Emma Marie Brown was starting fresh. She was eighteen and on her own for the first time. She had money burning a hole in her pocket and the first thing she decided to do was find a place to live in the horse-ridden town of Breckenwood. She didn’t know how long she’d be here and wasn’t ready to set down deep roots just yet. Because of this, Emma had decided to go for a nice apartment instead.

Emma pulled up to the apartment and the first thing she did was make sure her key worked. She slowly strode through her freshly-painted two-bed / two-bath apartment, taking note of any nicks or tarnishes for the landlord’s inventory. She made sure all the lights and fixtures worked and couldn’t help but twirl and squeal when she realized that this place was hers. This was her garden tub, her walk-in closet, her patio… For the first time in her life, this was all hers. Yes, it was rented, but still… hers.

Emma literally skipped to her truck. She didn’t have a lot but what she had was hers and she was so excited to start this adventure. She pulled out extra-large feed bucket that had her electronics inside. In moments like this, a girl needed her portable speaker. She bounced back to her new place, set the bucket down, and plugged in her speaker. While Emma was a big country music fan, as soon as the bluetooth connected, she found her oldies playlist and couldn’t help but smile as she put on the song she was looking for: Ain’t No Mountain High Enough…

Emma started shaking her hips, singling loudly and just joyfully jamming out as she pranced around having the time of her life with her doors and windows still wide open…

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[attr="class","character-coffeeshop-note"] April 10 • Outfit • open

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18 * single pringle * townie (for now)

Emilio Capitani

GROUP:Whittemore Estate

AGE:26 yrs old

HEIGHT:5'10"

PRONOUNS:He/Him

SEXUALITY:Bisexual

OCCUPATION:Rider

PLAYED BY:Oxymelon

WRITTEN:36 posts

POINTS:

I like to move it move it (open)

POSTED ON Apr 24, 2024 15:28:57 GMT -5

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Post by Emilio Capitani on Apr 24, 2024 15:28:57 GMT -5

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Emil woke up as he always did: slowly and nursing a slight hangover. Nothing a solid late-morning breakfast and coffee couldn't cure. Slinging the comforter off his legs, he sat up and yawned. Stretching his arms over his head, he spun until his feet touched the carpeted floor of his flat and he stood up. Running his hand through his hair, scrubbing his bedhead until it was intentionally messy and made his way to the kitchen. A bowl of Greek yogurt and some fresh berries that he quickly chopped up and tossed on top disappeared as he ate his breakfast.
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He didn't really have any plans today. Or at least any that deviated from his usual pattern on Wednesdays. It was always wake up, eat, shower, head to the barn for his afternoon lesson and to hang out before heading home to eat dinner and make his way to the club. Or the bar was good too. Or the city which wasn't too far if he was craving a change of scenery. He scrolled through his phone while he ate, looking through the new pictures he had taken last night.
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For once he hadn't ended up bringing anyone home with him after the club. It had actually been a little nice, getting to enjoy his bed all to himself and passing out undisturbed. After he finished eating, he washed the dish and moved to his balcony to enjoy the sunshine and nice weather outside. As he stood there, sipping his coffee, he couldn't help but notice a girl pulling what looked like a horse's feed bucket full of various electronic gadgets from her truck and disappear into the breezeway. New neighbour he supposed.
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Not long after she had disappeared Emil's ears were blasted with the vocals of Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell singing Ain't No Mountain High Enough. He laughed then and wondered where it was coming from. His existing neighbours didn't seem to enjoy loud music during daylight hours. Maybe it was the girl he had just seen? Probably if she had gone into her unit with what had clearly been a speaker. Or ten.
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Curiosity peaked, maybe he could delay his trip out to the stables. Surely the neighbourly thing to do would be to offer to help her move in. Mind made up he tossed his mug into the sink, slipped a t-shirt over his head and stuffed his feet into his boots. Checking his reflection in the mirror that hung in the entry way, he fixed his hair and strode through the door, following the sound of music coming from the other unit. Upon reaching what was undoubtedly the girl's apartment judging by how loud the music truly was from up close, he knocked loudly and waited for her to come to the door.

Emma Brown

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Emma Brown

Ride 'em like ya stole 'em

GROUP:Townie

AGE:18 yrs old

HEIGHT:5'2''

PRONOUNS:she/her

SEXUALITY:straight

OCCUPATION:tack & feed

PLAYED BY:LittleRed

WRITTEN:21 posts

POINTS:

I like to move it move it (open)

POSTED ON Apr 29, 2024 0:46:08 GMT -5

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Post by Emma Brown on Apr 29, 2024 0:46:08 GMT -5

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Emma was so happy. She was in her new place, she was jamming out, and the world was wide open in front of her. Nothing could stop her or her free spirit now. She left a lot of her sad past behind her, not wanting to bring it with her to start fresh. She knew she couldn’t run from it forever. She’d dealt with a lot of it already and what was left would linger for years. But now, in this moment, she was happy. She was free. She was Emma Marie and she was here for it.

She continued to dance until the song ended. Once it was over, she grabbed a couple of chargers and made sure her speaker was plugged in so it would stay charged untils he was ready to take it off. She also plugged her phone in. Man, Emma was terrible at making sure her phone didn’t die on her every five seconds of the day. Therefore, she dug out the six different phone chargers she had and chose one to use, smiling as she she heard the familiar tone that told her it was charging. Yay!

Soon enough, the music switched to Respect by Aretha Franklin and a huge grin erupted across her face. Aretha knew how to get it done. Emma shook her hips and whipped her hair back and forth as she jammed out to the oldies song. Emma definitely didn’t hear the knock at the open doorway, she was just too engrossed in her moves and happiness. But, to be honest, when was Emma NOT distracted or zoned out? She was a bit of clutz, and that included inside her own mind quite a bit. As soon as she turned around, though, she was met with the face of a downright gorgeous man, and Emma didn’t mind that he was in her doorway at all.

However, in typical Emma fashion, she gave a small squeak, surprised when she first noticed him. Her dancing paused for just the briefest of moments and she almost lost her balance, just barely catching herself. But, after shrugging her shoulders and making a decision, she did another very Emma thing to do… she skipped up to the man and reached her hand out. She didn’t wait for him to respond. Nope. That would take too long. Instead, she grabbed his hand and pulled him through the open doorway. Maybe this man would appreciate a twirl around the room with her or maybe he’d think her insane, freak out, and run away. She could deal with either one.

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[attr="class","character-coffeeshop-note"] April 10 • Outfit • Emilio Capitani

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18 * single pringle * townie (for now)