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Post by Juiicy Fruiit on Oct 1, 2006 10:23:06 GMT -5
i totally agree!! show the post! show the post!!! *shoves fist in air*
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Kenzzz ♥
Yearling
♥ Hunter x Jumper
Posts: 128
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Post by Kenzzz ♥ on Oct 1, 2006 10:36:44 GMT -5
here was mine (the winner lol jk)
Laura trotted Red, the fiesty Oldenburg Cross stallion into the jumper arena. She clucked to Red, and the horse began a nice jumper pace. She pointed him to the first jump, a red 4 foot oxer. They sailed over it and Red gave a light kick to make sure he didnt knock the rail. Laura turned Red to the rollback turn, and soared over both 4'6 triple bars beautifuly. She spurred Red a little bit, and Red picked up his pace, knowing the jumps were getting a little bigger. Red saw the 4'9" single and leaped over it, giving another light kick. He made sure he didnt touch a rail, and then proceded to the next sharp jumper turn, which consisted two 5 foot spread jumps. Red lengthend his stride, and Laura leaned back, and then gave a perfect last two jumps. She galloped full speed to the cones, and ended the perfect round. Red gave a light nicker and then both proceded out of the arena.
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Post by miis lindzzzzz ♥ on Nov 4, 2006 20:32:25 GMT -5
That's awsome!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by JUiCY BRUNeTTe♥ on Nov 7, 2006 12:17:44 GMT -5
ill post mine later
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Post by miis lindzzzzz ♥ on Nov 7, 2006 17:19:01 GMT -5
okay, I'll wait!!!
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Post by JUiCY BRUNeTTe♥ on Nov 9, 2006 20:56:27 GMT -5
haha mine is WAY long
The black GPA helmet sat relaxed on his head as Kyle tightened the straps and buckled it up. So much was going on at once. Majesty had hurt his ankle, though he wasn’t lame. His grandpa was in the hospital with a broken hip. The doctors said he would be alright, but they needed money to do the procedures, which, in fact, they didn’t have. This show would mean everything. The first place money would surely be enough to help his Papa. All he had to do, was win.
Kyle hopped into his bright blue brillianced truck after latching the trailer shut with the excited Majesty in it, awaiting the bright lights and cheering crowd he’d grew up around. Putting the key in and gears into proportion, Kyle quickly accelerated, already feeling the pressure of winning. Promptly, the sound of whinnies and nickers became audible. A nervous smile spread across Kyle’s features as he turned the car off subsequent to finding a parking space. He slowly opened the door, aroused by how many contestants showed up. This only caused his nerves to razzle.
He opened up the white hued trailer with a shaky hand, reaching for the lead rope around the tacked equine’s halter. Sluggishly, Kyle escorted Majesty out shutting the trailer behind him.
There were vastly one hundred fifty people there, more than half were participants. That only applied more anxiety and stress.
Kyle walked the masculine stallion across the ocean of cars. Majesty pricked his ears to all the diversified sounds of show.
Kyle pat Majesty as they waited in the Competitor’s Corner, where all the riders and their equine would wait until being called up to perform.
There were riders galore. Horses were ubiquitously as well, being walked around the circumference of the pathed turf around an azure water fountain. Kyle held onto Majesty’s reins and conducted him to join the circle for exercise. Other riders here gave mixed expressions. Some smiled as they were summoned to show. Others just stared low to the ground, wishing the already went and got it over with.
At last, the announcer’s voice blew through the speakers. “Next up, Mr. Kyle Sanchez and his horse, Royal Touch!!”
Kyle’s eyes lit up as his stomach flipped. Majesty nudged him, knowing it was their turn to exhibit their skills. Nodding, Kyle pulled down the already-measured stirrups and mounted Royal Touch from his near side;; left. He relaxed the reins in his hands and drew in three deep breaths. “Ready when you are, Kyle.” The announcer spoke once more.
Kyle walked Royal Touch to the entranced of the arena, opened by colorful flags and banners, and, of course, that familiar sign that inscribed the word, “START!!”
With another good breath, Kyle clicked his tongue twice. Royal Touch’s peaks flinched and followed Kyle’s commands to an easy and steady trot. Posting, Kyle sat down in the seat at every other rhythm and leaned forward and out of the irons into the half-two-point positioning. Approaching the first caveltti at the height of about 2’3, Kyle pressed with his knees to stay seated and leaned forward, reins in hands in the middle of Royal’s extended boa. Royal Touch tucked his front legs to his chest and straightened out his back haunches. The mini jump was cleared perfectly. Kyle asked Royal Touch for a canter. Royal listened and achieved the 3rd gait. Sharp turning Royal Touch, Kyle removed his left leg from touching Royal and pressured with his right leg so he could lead with his left leg, making the turn easier.
The next jump was a 4-foot jump with a 6-inch spread. Preparing Royal touch earlier to get a longer jump, Kyle crouched low against on Royal Touch’s lace, lightening the load on Royal’s back.
The following jumps became less than a hassle. There was the typical doubles and triples, liver pools, 3-6 foot jumps, and the final five that really tested the horse’s ability of communication and jump speed.
Going through the “Finish” flags, Kyle stood up in the irons into the Jockey’s position and flew Royal Touch into a gallop.
The crowd cheered and clapped!! Kyle closed his eyes, thinking it was all for pity. He looked at his course after dismounting Royal Touch and to his belief, the arena had NO rolling poles!! Kyle broadly beamed a smile, patting Majesty. “GREAT job, Boy! We made it!! “ Kyle looked up at the score board. “NO FAULTS” was written next to his name. The crowd really WAS cheering him on with encouragement!!
After about an hour, every competitor had showed. Everyone’s attention was drawn to the scoreboard. The announcer came u to the microphone with a white-papered envelope in his hand. “Thank you everyone who participated in this event. The judges and I have reached a final decision on the Winner of Show Jumping.” Then, he opened up the envelope and took out an ivory-intensified card.
Kyle closed his orbs shut, face in Majesty’s mane, not knowing the verdict.
“And the Winner of the $30,000, Golden Trophy, and Gift Certificate to Dover Saddlery, is,” Everything and everybody in the stadium stopped sounding. It seemed the Earth stood still. “KYLE SANCHEZ AND ROYAL TOUCH!!! “
Kyle’s eyes flew open and he kicked up his heels. Royal Touch playfully reared and circled around Kyle. Kyle lead Majesty to the Winner’s Circle ecstatically. Kyle smiled to greet loads of flowers, and the Golden Trophy. Cameras were all around as Royal Touch got his boa of various different blossoms. Posing for miscellaneous spectacles, Kyle received the $30,000 Check with the Coupon attached to it.
This money would DEFINITELY be enough to save Papa. And it was!!! !!! !!!! !!! !!! /////////
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Post by JUiCY BRUNeTTe♥ on Nov 9, 2006 20:57:56 GMT -5
didn't want to make it like im a poor sport, so GOOD JOB, McKENZIE!!! ///
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Kenzzz ♥
Yearling
♥ Hunter x Jumper
Posts: 128
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Post by Kenzzz ♥ on Nov 12, 2006 9:25:48 GMT -5
aww thanks. yours is way good too!
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Post by miis lindzzzzz ♥ on Nov 12, 2006 9:52:54 GMT -5
OMG!!!! I was blown away Ash!!!
Kenz, Ash, yours are BOTH G-R-E-A-T!!!!!!!
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Post by JUiCY BRUNeTTe♥ on Nov 15, 2006 19:34:14 GMT -5
haha thnx i bet you rock too!! i made another show for cash and all of that pizzaz. you should join. ill post it at lionshare too. It's a role play, but there are rules and restrictions, so read 'em!!
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Post by miis lindzzzzz ♥ on Nov 16, 2006 19:13:21 GMT -5
coooooolness
be there
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Post by JUiCY BRUNeTTe♥ on Nov 23, 2006 11:11:41 GMT -5
greatness
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Post by miis lindzzzzz ♥ on Nov 23, 2006 21:27:50 GMT -5
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Post by JUiCY BRUNeTTe♥ on Nov 28, 2006 17:53:55 GMT -5
lol
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Post by miis lindzzzzz ♥ on Nov 28, 2006 19:03:03 GMT -5
I don't think I'd do too well!! not the best rgper......//
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