#owentheblacksmith

[poops-on-chase]

*Dials her phone, the ad for her boot camp in hand. He has a stupidly huge grin.* Molly, hey!!

*picks up her phone, sticking it on her shoulder and continuing typing away on her computer*

Hello? Oh hi, Owen, what’s up?

[poops-on-chase]

ooc

Alright, I think I've finally caught up with all my replies. If I owe you one, please don't hesitate to tell me, because if you didn't get it, it either didn't go through or I really forgot I owed you a reply. orz

Owen, I went to reply to our 5 thousand year old thread, and I think it's best if we just start a new rp, I'm sorry orz

If anyone wants to rp, please don't hesitate to ask! I saw there was an anon about 'cliques' and getting into rping, and I just wanna say that we are all friendly and would love to rp with you an that while it may seem 'cliquish,' that can easily be changed!! Sure we love writing with people we're comfortable with, but a lot of us also enjoy interacting with new people, not only for rp purposes but to make new friends as well!!

But yeah, tl;dr, if you wanna rp, tell me. If not /shrug, whatevs.

[daddykinz-is-always-watching]

owentheblacksmith said: …

Don't just stand there and gawk strapping young citizen! It is your duty to see to it that your mayor is not harmed!

Perform a citizen's arrest on this woman! Attempted assassination!

[raven-reborn]

*Eagerly enters the blacksmith and looks around, grinning.* Yo! Anyone in? ((REDHAIRED SMITHY BUDDIES??)

[is cleaning the area near the forge when she hears a voice]  Yeah, I'm here.  [walks over to the counter]  What do you need...?

((REDHAIRED SMITHY BUDDIES!))

[seventh-kevin-blog]

Hulkier than the hulk /himself/? *Puts a hand on his heart, smiling goofily.* Why, I'm flattered! Heh, it's no problem! Oh, yeah, ever since you got back! Especially in your arms, yo--...*Pauses, then bursts into laughter.* Sorry, dude--I like you a whole lot, but not like /that/!

[Laughs along with him, heartily so, placing a single hand on his stomach.] Well, darn -- I guess I'll just have to get used to the feeling of rejection. It's okay, my good sir. [Pats him on the shoulder.] No hard feelings. [Grins.] Maybe just a little.

[Blinks at him, smiles obliviously, and looks at his own arms.] What, these? [Flexes mockingly.] You think I've got some good guns on me? Goddess, you're such a charmer. ♪ But, everyone knows that I'm super scrawny!

[just-neil-with-it-blog-blog]

C'mon, buddy! *Leads a large, muscular horse into the judging circuit. (like rider like horse)* Hey! I'm Owen, and this big guy--*Pats his neck.* --is Montana! He's a great horse, and real friendly! I can tell you right now that his strength is his stamina. He's not the fastest out there.

He's real calm and modest--I've never had any large problems with training or riding him. We've entered in smaller-scale races back at home, but never one this big! I figured we could at least try it out and see how we do. 

...

[Smiles lightly.] He's got a really healthy mane, Owen -- maybe even the healthiest one I've seen all day. A perfect example of what it means to use the pulling technique. Nice

[Walks around the horse in circles a couple of times, eyes darting up and down the steeds body. Nods to himself a couple of times and writes something down.]

Well, if his strength is stamina— [Looks back at Owen with a raised brow.] Then, you need to practice with him more to get him to endure speed! Have him canter and then gallop in arenas as much as you can so he gets used to it. And once he improves, then you can move on to bigger ones. Use reins every time you do it and give him breaks often. The last thing you'd want is to overwhelm him!

This race is gonna be a pretty big deal. Don't overexert Montana during it if he can't handle it, understand? Good.

[seventh-kevin-blog]

*Waves good natured-ly, grinning goofily.* Morning to you too! *Playfully punches his arm.* Heh, how'd you know? 'Cept I won't turn green! Ramsey let me off for a little while. Well--insisted, I haven't taken a break in a long while. *Chuckles.* What're you up to? You know, you've been looking a lot stronger lately!

[Loses his balance a bit at Owen's punch, though he grins anyway.] Green or not— [Eyebrow waggle.] I think you're even hulkier than the hulk himself.

[Smiles, settling both hands onto his hips.] I'm glad you came and visited me on your break! I've been doing well. Just toiling away on the farm, as usual. ♪ [Blinks, looking down at his torso for a brief moment, before perking back up to Owen.] Me? Stronger? [Laughs and playfully nudges the other man's rib with his elbow.] Are you hitting on me~?

[seventh-kevin-blog]

*Travels down to his farm.* Yo, Kevin! ♪

[Lifts up his watering can, sprinkling some spinach seeds with it while whistling to himself.]

[Looks over his shoulder.] Oh -- Owen! [Whirls around, grinning goofily from ear to ear.] Top of the morning to you, mate! What brings you here? ♪ [Steps up to him and pats the man on his shoulder.] You're normally hulk-smashing rocks at this hour, aren't you~?