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 Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 11:27 am
Thinking along the same lines as the younger girl, Zin allowed Horsetense to take the apple out of her hand. While he was eating it, she threw her own lasso around its neck. That way if it took off running, it'd have a harder time dragging the both of them. "Thanks," she said to Lenore. "Let's lead him back to the others. We can restart the parade!" She grinned in excitement. Mythee All horsies caught, I believe!
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 11:36 am
Zone 11 | glaring at Axel, no horses, man, ******** those horses"I never asked you ta kiss me, ya disgustin man. Ya already got enough of your spit on me to luibricate tha oldest whore." Her lip curled, blush thankfuly fading. She scrubbed a hand across her face; she swore she could still feel the wet slick of his tongue. "Do whatever! Like I ********' care what ya do, ya blackguard. But you gotta take this'n back. I ain't doin' it." At least not alone. The horse could easily pull Preacher along if it so desired. She glanced over at him, feeling a weird heaviness in her gut. He fired a green flare, scaring off the stray horse.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 11:36 am
Shakuntala was in stitches. Though their time spent together was brief, the girl was giddy riding Neighbelline. It should have come to no surprise -- she was a Survey Corps horse, bred from the best. Everything of her being was exceptional. Stopping just before she made another round in the field, the girl patted the steed's neck in mirth. The mare shook her head playfully and, from her periphery, glanced at her rider.
At that moment, Shakuntala was struck with internal conflict. Riding off with a horse from the military would likely lead to a death sentence, right? Right? But she wanted nothing more than making Neighbelline hers. Chagrining at her own callous thoughts, that is when the youngest Tischendorf decided that enough was enough. Anymore time with the mare and she would likely steal her. With that, she whipped Neighbelline's reins one last time and guided her in the direction of the parade.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 11:44 am
Zone 11 | has found a fellow horse hater | going idk whereverPreacher could say what he wanted in his charming and colorful language, Axel knew he had scored a point. "I thought you liked scrubbing spit all over your face," he said. He had seen Preacher do it. Axel looked at the horse, then at Preacher. It was interesting. Preacher didn't seem to want anything to do with the beast, not any more than he did. He grinned suddenly, a genuine smile, not a smile forced to irritate Preacher. "No. I'm not taking that thing back myself. I got bitten by a damn horse yesterday, twice. Those things hate me." It was odd, really, that Preacher didn't want to be alone with the horse. He would have expected Preacher to steal the horse. Maybe Preacher was trying to impress Saga with his honesty. Barf. "We can take it together."
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 12:40 pm
Zone 11 | running back | ugh with Axel Preacher closed her eyes and breathed deeply. You will not start a fight, you will not start a fight... Calm reached, she flicked her eyes open, only to be assaulted by his smile. It was... unexpected, to say the least, and she frowned in return. That smile made her suspicious of him. But at his next words, she merely rolled her eyes. "You prolly deserved it, ya hick. And I kin see whatchur thinkin' n' this horse is bigger than two o' me n' hard to fence ta boot. I ain't stupid. Hmph." Grudgingly, she looked at him and sighed. No more fighting. Preacher kept her irritation tamped down carefully, though, at this point, even the mere sight of him was enough to set her off. Her palms itched. She'd get him back when he was least expecting it. The thought was small consolation and she proffered the rope at him. "Take hold o' it too, Axel. I ain't 'bout to get carried away iffin this s**t bolts."
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 3:15 pm
Zone 1 | Not Interested
Deacon had managed to collect a total of three apples and found a shady spot to sit.
And he was juggling the fruit to entertain himself.
No ******** given in looking for those horses, as far as he was concerned.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 4:43 pm
Zone whatever idk running back | yep running back | with Preacher grossAxel wasn't as intensely irritated as Preacher. He felt steadier, like he'd gotten even. Sort of. He even shrugged off Preacher's jab about deserving the horse bite. He hated, hated horses! He took hold of the rope, giving Preacher a suspicious look as he did so. They were even, but he half-expected Preacher to take off, leaving him with the horse. "I'm not going to let this stupid animal carry you off," Axel said, starting to head back towards the parade headquarters. "I like horses even less than you."That sounded unnecessarily mean considering they had just gotten even (at least in Axel's mind). Axel winced. "Sorry. D'you... errrr." No. No way. His idiotic brain had just coughed up the brilliant idea of asking Preacher if he wanted to go get something to eat as a way of apologizing, but he KNEW Preacher would mock him. He stuttered off into an awkward silence and resumed not-looking-at-Preacher, blushing slightly. It had worked so very well at their terrible dinner. They would just hand the damn horse in, go their separate ways, and hopefully never see each other again.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 5:33 pm
zone who cares | going back with Axel | ewPreacher debated briefly trying to get this horse to bite him too. It could do the damage to him that she couldn't. But Preacher would fight her own battles. She looked at him oddly. Damn, he was tall. Height and muscles were his advantage, but she was quick and lithe. It wouldn't be sportsmanlike, but her best bet would always be to either do guerrilla attacks or somehow get him on the ground. Her pinning him would look like a mouse riding a turtle. A muffled chuckle escaped. Preacher's whipped up at his comment, though. "I weren't worried 'bout that," she said defensively, even though that had been exactly what she had worried about. "'N I never asked you ta like me. It's obvious ya do, ugh." No matter how much she tried to control herself, she could never resist making jabs at his sexuality. It never ceased to amuse her. "What? Do I what? I know ya kin talk right, even if you ain't the brightest candle. Speak up!" Yellow eyes peered at him curiously, but she kept walking next to him., although it was a near-constant debate over whether to kick him in the back of his knees or not.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 6:20 pm
Zone all over the place | OnO-ing
Rikki trekked through all of the zones, looking for lost horses and making sure none of them were still roaming free. He didn't find any, but you could never be too sure.
He cleaned up bits left behind from the parade as he went, but he still fretted over the ponies.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 9:51 pm
Unfortunately for Shun, Danny did not listen very well to instructions.
"But Shun! He's having fun! Aren't you boy!" The horse kicking a barrel into a wall (where it of course smashed to smithereens) was his response.
She realized Shun was having a hard time wrangling the horse on his own though. "Alright fine. Woah there!!" She wasn't sure if that was actually how you calmed a horse down, but that was what everyone always said. "Calm down!"
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 9:57 pm
The idea of 'fun' was not something Shun was very clear on. But he had a gut feeling the horse was not feeling that. The fact that the horse ended up smashing a barrel seemed to point that out rather well. He was glad it didn't end up kicking him instead or anything like that. Something like that could very well put him out of commission for awhile. Eventually, with Danny's aid, he did manage to get the beast to calm down some. He breathed a little heavily before glaring at the flame haired girl. Then without a word, he began to lead the horse to where they needed.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 10:07 pm
"Do you think they'll let us KEEP the horses?" she questioned, patting the horse on the side of the head. "How cool would that be?"
She frowned, wondering something. "Do you get horses in the military?"
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 10:10 pm
Shun raised a brow at her before giving his response, "You've seen the Scouting Legion on horseback, right?"
He shook his head and continued to lead the horse through the city, "Also why the hell would they let us keep the horses?"
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 10:30 pm
Zone 1 l Being Lazy
Cyril didn't really do much. He just rested on a wall with his hands crossed like usually. He watched as everyone went from zone to zone trying to look for the horses.
[Sorry guys, rl really caught up to me today.]
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 10:45 pm
Day 7: Rolling in the Deep begins! The Next Morning In that same inn's courtyard where the assessments had been held, the Parade Field Marshal stood before a crowd of volunteers; the ones who had helped in restoring order after all hell had broken loose. "Salutations!" He greeted, less flamboyantly than one might have grown to expect. The short statement was followed by a wet, drawn-out sniffing noise. If he had always been beaming with youth and energy before, it was less apparent today; impeded by the cold that had kept him abed for a day after a bad splash in the canal when his horse had run off stampeding with the rest. He eyed each person briefly, delivering a groggy smile. "Many of you have become heroes. I believe the whole town has you to thank for keeping Shinganshina safe and allowing us to weather this disaster without grief. Stand proud, mighteous ones, of your laudable accomplishments!" While people clapped, he reached into his vest and in one dramatic motion, whipped out a handkerchief. Then blew his nose in it. "All of you have worked hard to bring the town back in order; signs of a certain parade's disastrous beginning have certainly been cleared away! Ha ha ha." For someone whose responsibility all of that had been under, Saga didn't seem all too concerned. "I for one am eager to get the Parade going again and finish what we started!" He pumped his fist, yellow-rimmed sleeve snapping back almost immediately as he made a sudden grab for his nose. It was the same trick taught to all children to keep from sneezing. Only he kept talking, now with an added nasal tone for another few seconds. "Only there is one thing... the barge owners have expressed concern at debris from the Sina barge, may it rest in peace, still lying at the bottom of the canal. It could get caught on or possibly damage the other barges as they pass by! Nothing like a repeat of last time, but we at least want the larger debris fished out. That's why the', the, Sniiiiiiiff- why the town is lending you trustworthy individuals with these fishing nets, rods, boats and paddles!" He gestured briskly to the tools lying in wait against the building's side. "Happy fishing. Dismissed- HACHOO!" He turned and left, helped by the innkeeper lady.
You guys seriously rocked my world yesterday! Splendid play. If you haven't guessed already, today's minigame is a Scavenger Hunt/ORP. OUO There are pieces of debris hidden around and you have to find them!*** ICly your characters can grab whatever tools they would like to fish with, net, rod, boat or combination of. They can stay by the canalside, go on a bridge, or row a boat up and down the canal (a rare chance! People don't usually get to boat around the canals.) *** Whenever you find scavenger hunt debris, quote me with what you found, publicly in this thread, and with a post of your character finding it. ; D *** It's not the easiest scavenger hunt in the world, so every page of RP gone by I'll post a hint!
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