Anyone up for roleplaying?

Yep, I can do wild horses, or a horse/human roleplay, doesn't really matter C:

Alright, great! So, what would you like to do, Wild Horses, a Horse/Human Roleplay, a competition roleplay, or if you have any ideas, I'd love to hear them C:

Alright. Would you like to do only horses, or maybe wild horses and humans, and the humans are trying to round up and sell the wilds?

Alright C:
Here's a little plot idea from a roleplay I had a while ago..

For Horses
Wild. Wild as the wind, as the water that flows in a river. Those are the words used to describe you. You have no owner, and you aren't fenced in. You are free, free to live as you wish. But of course, with this freedom, also comes many dangers, such as storms, floods, fires, predators, and, of course, humans. Many humans are trying to round up as many horses as they can, and then try to break them, and sell them to others. It will take skill, knowledge, and bravery to survive out here, and avoid all human contact. Can you live free, as a wild horse?

For Humans
You wake up on the hard, dusty ground again. The sun has just started to rise. You get up, and start another cup of coffee on your campfire. This is how you make your living, rounding up and breaking wild horses that you find. You have no home, in fact, you practically don't have anything. You sleep on a bedroll every night, and when you wake up, you tie it back onto your saddle, and wherever you stop that night, that is where you sleep. It is a hard life, but it is a good life, and out here, you are as free as the white, cotton-candy-like clouds that float by in the large blue sky, and as wild as the horses that have galloped across these plains for centuries.

Alright, I'll make a human character C: Hopefully later, more people will come and roleplay to keep it interesting C: Anyway, I'll make a quick little description.

Clint Jacobson|21|Male|Human|Horse(s): Crow
Clint Jacobson stands at 5 foot six. He has dark brown, almost black hair, with a muscular build. He has a tanned face, like old leather. He owns a dark bay, almost black Quarter Horse X Mustang cross gelding that he calls Crow.

As Clint finished up his cup of coffee, he got up from his campfire, and walked over to where his horse, Crow, was standing. He has a rope halter on, and his lead rope was tied around a small branch on an old, rotting log. His head was still down, but as Clint approached, he jerked his head up and pawed at the ground, ready to go.
"Hello old boy," he said. His saddle, saddle pad, bridle, girth, and rope were on the ground, and he quickly tacked up the dark bay gelding. He took off the halter, and slipped the bit into Crow's mouth, and fastened the straps. He threw the halter and lead rope into a small leather bag he had, which also contained his small amount of food. He then walked over to where his bedroll was, and he rolled it up and tied it onto his saddle. After everything was ready, he mounted on the gelding. "Alright, let's see if we can catch any strays out here," he said, as he gave Crow a small squeeze with his spurs. He looked around, still groggy, but ready for another long day out on the plains. He looked into the distance, and saw a small forest, with a long stream flowing through it. "We might as well head over there," he whispered to Crow, and turned him towards the forest and stream.

(It's alright, if you need a translation, just ask me C: Sometimes, I may use a bunch of terms and not even know it x3)

About ten minutes of walking at a steady pace, the cowboy and the gelding soon neared the small birch forest. He grabbed his rope, which he kept tied to the horn of the saddle, as he knew wild horses could always be found around the stream and the forest, especially in the heat of a summer day. "Easy, boy," he said as Crow tossed his head around, and seemed to dance in place, eager to chase down a wild horse.

"Easy boy, whoa," he said as he approached the stream. He squinted, and through the sun, wind, and dust, he could barely make out the outline of a wild horse drinking from the stream. "Let's do this, boy," he whispered to Crow. Crow snorted and stomped. He slowly brought the gelding closer and closer to the mare, until he was only a few meters away. Silently, he pulled out his rope, and slung it around the mare's neck.
(Sorry for not responding, I had to go somewhere C: )

Ello Stonelily! Good to see you on here C: Whatcha think of my profile picture xD)

(xD yeah I know, I tried to find a bigger one, but oh well. And aww, where'd you get them from? x3)

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Wait is that u stonelily? Like the stonelily that i rp with.))

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Oh. Ill have to check it out. What is it? So just want to keep rp on the other one until it shuts down?

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