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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 10:54 am
This is an Open Rp between Skylar14 and Destinys_Mark. If you wish to be included please PM either of us and let us know you would like to join.    
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 10:59 am
Settia laid underneath the protective branches of a tall pine tree. Today she was babysitting for her son who was off doing who know what. She gave a sigh and looked at the basket that lay quietly beside her. She wasn't upset with having to babysit. She rather enjoyed looking out for a basket again and this one just so happened to be her grandchild. She made a grimace at that thought. Oh dear! I am getting old! she thought to herself.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 11:03 am
Chaser skipped out of the forrest just being with Nicole trying to follow that never ending rainbow maybe her destiny wasnt to follow a rainbow she sighed as she continued to walk her mane pounced with every step she looked up form watching her feet there she saw a mare and a PINK BASKET!Oh my she had never seen one so beautiful before she walked up slowly"Hello..."
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 11:08 am
Settia looked up from her thoughts at the mare that had just aproached. "Hello, there. Who might you be?" she asked being a bit weary but still pleasant all the same. She watched her curiously and noted that she was a younger mare and was very cheerful. The basket wiggled a bit next to Settia at hearing a new voice.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 11:11 am
Chaser smiled and gave a bit of a bow"My name is Rainbow Chaser miss may I ask of your name"She gave a warm smiled as she flicked her ear to keep her flower in place since it bugged her when it was gone she smiled brightly again"oh yes I forgot my manners most call me chaser"She swished her tail and flipped her mane"And may I ask whos basket this is?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 11:17 am
Settia smiled up at the other mare. "My name is Settia. It is a pleasure to meet you Chaser. This is my son's basket. I am babysitting today while he is out and about." she said and flicked her tail. The basket wiggled again and bumped into Settia. "Oh my! Such an active one it is too." she commented and looked at the basket.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 11:21 am
Chaser smiled and got to the baskets level as she spoke softly"Hello dear basket my your pretty"Chaser remeberd her own mother singing to her when she was a basket it always made her smile even now at her age she didn't want to sing since she was around another
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 11:27 am
Settia smiled as she watched the mare talk to the basket. "I wouldn't get too close if I were you." she warned but it was too late.
The basket wriggled a bit as Chaser spoke to it. Then it sat still. This was all but a game to the basket because suddenly it moved and bumped Chaser right in the nose. Then giggling could be heard from within the tiny pink basket.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 11:32 am
Chaser giggled and poked the basket back"Aw I remeber this!"she poked the basket a little harder pushing it a bit"Viscoso did this to me"She smirked"You wanna play don't you!"she smiled as she stood up"Silly little pink basket"she flicked her tail a bit watching the beautiful pink basketMy I can't wait to be a mother
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 1:21 pm
Settia watched as the basket bumped someone else instead of her poor old sides for a change. "It is quite the active basket, I must say."
The basket wiggled some more and more giggling was heard. Then the basket went and bumped into Settia this time.
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Posted: Mon Dec 11, 2006 8:11 pm
((ORP right? Way to perfect xDDD))
Nicole had oddly wandered in she saw her friend and it was a curious situation that the mare next to her, looked like a friend of hers. What was that near the ground? Was that....was that a basket? Hey! That basket looked like the same friend. Ummm, did Nicole miss something. It was definatly a curious situation and she needed to solve this.
"Hello!" Nicole whinnied before trotting friendly into the group, she stopped near Chaser and smiled. "Afternoon Chaser!" She greeting with a smile and a nod. Chaser was her best friend and it was good to have her. Her magenta eye's gazed over to the mare and basket. She dipped her head in a bow before the mare politly and then smiled warmly at the basket. Now, to solve this puzzle.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 8:26 am
Settia smiled as a new mare joined the group. It was evident that she new Chaser and so she presumed that she was not a threat to her or the basket. "Hello there! Come you are welcome to join us." she said and smiled warmly at the white mare.
The basket wiggled a bit more noticing another new voice and someone else to bump into.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 2:37 pm
Chaser jumped at the voice but the mare was soon next to her"...Nicole!"she smiled as she turned and bowed as she watched the basket,lucky jazz!She loved this basket"Hm..I wonder what it wil be"She giggled slightly"My isn't Jazz's basketb ueatiful Nicole!"She gave a warm smile to the basket and pushed it a little"It's a hyper one thats for sure"
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 9:14 pm
OMG, was that a joke? It was a joke right? Nicole's usual suttle face became so lost. "Haha, nice joke. Jazz's basket?" You know, she could recall the last time she saw Jazz, it was sometime close, between her and him. They were good friends. Or she thoughed, yes, they were. But, how could Nicole not know? It hurt her but, she knew Jazz had not seen her in a while.
"Wait..." Nicole began before looking over to the mare and the basket. "You must be, Jazz's mom?!?" Whoa, suddenly the always together Nicole was splattered. Oh, how she was lost. "A-A-and that basket...Is Jazz's?" Ok, yea she felt dizzy. Really, really dizzy. she got it, she knew she was right, with that she smiled and nudged the cute little basket back playfully.
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