Crossbar Ranch

Alright, let's see if this works out.

Basically what happens is you can either be a hand on Crossbar Ranch or a visitor to it. It is a dude ranch, that if y'all don't know is where people go to get a country ranch experiance for like a week or something. But Crossbar Ranch does it differently, when you go there you go for a summer, two months to be exact.

Now, I'm going to be the ranch owner's daughter, she runs the groups. There are three hands that work with her. The rest of the hands stay behind, so don't be them. The hands are guys, sorry to mess anything up, but I will let one of them be a girl. But the other two have to guys.

Now if I haven't completely lost you. What will happen is they leave the main ranch after a week of learning how to ride and getting to know the rest of your group. After that they wont be coming back. They will be going out to the Wyoming Territory to fend for themselves. They have some food, but the rest they will have to get themselves. Crossbar ranch is the BIGGEST ranch in Wyoming spreading over ten thousand acres. (Yes, very unrealistic, but it works). There are mountains and mountain lions. Valleys and deer.

Rules:
-I don't think I forgot any.
-Don't God Mod, I will get rid of your character if you do to much of it. I haven't seen anyone doing it anywhere else so I doubt I will have to worry about it.
-You can have as many characters as you can handle, if you drop them please make them have to leave the group.
-Everyone has to be human

Name:
Age:
Occupation:(Visitor or Hand)
Picture or Description:
Picture of horse: (Everyone gets to have their own horse)
Kind of Horse:
Personality:
History: (If you have it)
Other:




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Name: Dusty Ryder (Love this name)

Age: 21

Occupation: Ranch owner's daughter

Picture: Dusty

Picture of horse: Broc

Kind of Horse:Rocky Mountain/Quarter Horse

Personality: She is patient, but she has her limits. She is really sweet, but you have to be a good friend or else she isn't going to show it.

History: The only thing I need to put on here is that she has had several different problems with guys and doesn't trust them as more then friends.

Other: Up for love

Name: Samantha Fracks (Sam or Sammy)

Age: 19

Occupation: One of the hands that helps out Dusty >If that's okay TN<

Picture: Sam

Picture of horse: Dancer

Kind of Horse: Blanket Appaloosa

Personality: Out-going, Fun-loving, Loyal, Sticks to her promises, humorous, and a major horse lover, of course.

History: Her mom and dad died on the way home from the hospital when she was born. She was sent to live with her aunt and her brother whom was 5 years older than her. When she was 14 her brother raped her and now she doesn't trust most guys. She's Dusty's best friend.

Other: Up for love

**I think that is the best profile someone could've come up with for her best friend!!! Good job!!**

Name: Caleb Hockins

Age: 25

Description: Tall, riped, black hair and sterling blue eyes.

Job: Ranch hand

Horse: Pure black with white blaze. A thuroughbred.

History: He took a job on the ranch after his dad left him. he's been working there every since.

Personality: Sweet texan gentleman. He's a true cowboy who does whatever he can around the ranch. he loves horses and sometimes thinks he can understand them better than humans.

Other: up for love

****I call dibs on Caleb, if you don't mind.****

**YAY!! Awesome idea, and I used to live in Wyoming! Most of my life actually**

Name: Coke

Age: 21

Occupation: Ranch hand

Picture: Coke

Picture of horse: Scorch

Kind of Horse: Quarter Horse

Personality: hard worker, is fairly comfortable at Crossbar and likes to joke around, he knows when to stay quiet and he's obedient when it comes to the Manager. He's a good rider with a head on his shoulders and he has a way with horses. He has a habit of talking to them.

History: Grew up next door to Crossbar and has been working there for a while. He lives in a trailer on Crossbar property near the barn. He has a reputation for breaking horses and sticking on the wild ones.

Other: Up for love

I'll try a guy I suppose...


Name: Jude Connelly

Age: 25

Occupation: hand with others

Picture: Jude

Picture of horse: Tux

Kind of Horse: Paint

Personality: Jude is very patient with new people, but hates when they fart around. He grew up on a ranch and knows the value of hardwork, and can get annoyed quickly if he seems to be the only one doing it.

History: Jude doesn't talk about his history. He's not weird about it, he just doesn't think it's a necessary component to the present.

This could be lots of fun...

Name= Alicia Berrit

Age= 23

Appearance= Alicia has medium length, wavy blond hair and blue-green eyes. Her skin is very fair and smooth with only a scattering of freckles and she has long, well manicured nails often painted pink, red, blue or purple.

Clothes= Alicia arrives dressed like this (the top left picture) with white, open-toed platform sandals. The clothes she has brought with her are much more suitable but she wants to make a strong first impression.

Horse= Andalusian.

Personality= Alicia is lively, always laughing or smiling and adventurous. However, she has some strange misconceptions about boys in that she thinks they like a girl who needs protecting so she often acts vulnerable around boys she likes.

Other= Alicia came to the ranch partly for the experience but partly because she's looking for love and is enchanted by the idea of riding side by side of the man of her dreams, racing across fields and through woods. Alicia is up for love but she will not currently be taken by any one guy and she's the type to flirt with more than one.

Alright, so this seems like it should work out pretty good. So do y'all want to start???? Kitty your girl should really leave an impression. My girl may seem a little mean, she'll warm up. .

Anyways, more people can join, but after we leave the ranch you'll have to pm me to see if you can join.

Now, who wants to start?

Me!! *jumps on horse*

Name: Elizabeth
Age: 19
Occupation: Visitor
Picture or Description: She's got long black hair always in a braid and still goes down to her butt, brown eyes.
Picture of horse: Tristian
Kind of Horse: mustang
Personality: She's dark and mysterious, doesn't really like to socalize a lot, but if somebody catches her eye ehe'll talk to them as often as they come over. She doesn't have high self esteem either.
History: She grew up on a ranch and moved to the city with her parents when she was 17, she came to see if she would still be able to live on one before she decided to buy one of her own.
Other: Up for love ^_^

Dusty---

Dusty sat on Broc's back looking over the ranch. She sighed, in a few minutes the group would be there and she would have to show a bunch of city people how to survive in the 'wilderness'. There woudl be the normal girl that would flirt with the hands like crazy and then the girl that would freak out every second. There would be a guy that tried to be Mr. Hero and usually wasn't. There was usually a momma's boy somewhere in the mix and they were always the ones that annoyed her. Sometimes, rarely, but sometimes there was a couple of good people. There was always to teenagers that got sent on the trip to stay out of trouble that ended up giving her more trouble then not, she had to send one home when he tried to rape another teen. She was tempted to send him home being dragged by his horse. She sighed, she had put in the small lettering that she would do that and they couldn't do anything to her if she did.

"You ready for this boy?" She asked Broc softly. He whinned and she laughed, they had just gotten new horses in and her and the hands had brought them in today, they were sitting in the front corral now walking around aimlessly. Some of them she wasn't sure would be good for the trip, others would be great. It was matching the rider and horse that was hard. They would also have to herd some extra horses with them incase they paired someone up wrong or a horse got hurt. She took a deep breath then pushed Broc into an easy trot down towards the barn. Two months with city slickers was not what she wanted to do, but at least she'd have Sammy there, they normally kept each other sane. She was happy when her dad told her what hands were going with her too. They were all good hands and were great with horses and people.

She reached the barn and just sat on Broc for a while not wanting to go in yet. She looked around. Sammy was brushing down Dancer, Caleb was working on cleaning his tack, and Jude and Coke were double checking all the tack. She ran a hand through her hair pulling her hat off. She dismounted and walked over to Sammy.

"Think we will survive this?" She asked looking over the herd of horses again.

Sammy~

"Not sure," Sammy sighed, exchanging the curry for the dandy brush, "Last year was pain. Especially with all the delinquents they sent." She shivered at the thought. Dusty sighed from beside her. Dancer's hair pricked as a squealing was heard from the road. Sammy turned her head to see teenagers walking out of a large Greyhound bus. She groaned and turned back to Dancer, calming him and finishing his grooming.

"They're early," Coke said, squinting his eyes in the light.

"Them city folk usually get up around five and leave as soon as they make sure they look good," Sammy laughed lightly as the talking between the teenagers grew louder.

Alicia

"Thanks so much," Alicia gushed as a male teenager lifted her bag down from the luggage rack. She smiled at him, took her belongings and was stepping off the bus before he'd had a chance to think of a response, still staring at her long, bare legs.

"Oh wow, this is going to be so fun!" Alicia exclaimed to the group in general. She strode away from the rode towards buildings and horses, smiling in every direction.

"Hey..." The boy from earlier had caught up with her and was running a hand through his dark hair. "Some place, huh?"

"Yeah, it is," Alicia agreed. "Oh look, there's the horses!" She walked on, approaching the barn.

"Aren't we supposed to go get registered and stuff, first? In that big building?" Alicia turned to face the boy, her stance filled with reluctance and then her features melted into a smile.

"Oh yeah, you're probably right. Come on, let's go!" Alicia let out a light, bubbly laugh and set off at a run.

Elizabeth

She hopped off the bus and inhaled a deep breath of air. Her heart soared. This was home air, where she belonged. She looked down at her high heeled shoes that were slowly killing her feet under her jeans. "Can somebody hand me my bag?" she asked. She wanted her boots.

"Here ya go," somebody dropped her bag to her and she caught it.

"Thanks," she said scarcasticly sitting on the step of the bus to put them on.

"Nice boots," somebody said, Elizabeth looked up and saw a blong haired girl smiling down at her. She smiled back.

"Thanks."

"Are they new?"

"No actually I've had them since I was sixteen."

"I'm Alicia."

"Elizabeth."