Crimson Waters Ranch: Fall RodeoWelcome to the first seasonal rodeo here at Crimson Waters Ranch! We currently have six areas to compete in, you can compete in as many or as little as you like. Day one consists of calf roping, steer wrestling, and barrel racing. Day two consists of cutting, bull riding, and bronc riding.More Like This
Things will be judged mostly by accuracy and effort, the bull and bronc riding will be judged at random, either you lasted 8 seconds or got bucked off.
In the description of your entry, please fill out this form and link back to this journal.
Rider: name, age
Animal: name (link to ref)
Class: class shown
effort: up to 30
accuracy: up to 30
visibility: up to 15
artistic input: up to 10
correct time/weather: up to 10
sponsors shown: up to 5
perfect score = 100
logo advertisements are shown as signs tied to the fence, logo on the barrels, and arou
The Phantom Of The OperaMore Like This
It was gold and satin that touched the girl's cheek,
and a hushed voice, whispering a lullaby from the darkness,
that pulled her every step, and heart beat.
Hypnotizing, lulling her in, the gloved hand,
connected to a body, of a figure, cloaked in black,
stepped back through the mirror secret door,
as did she.
Candles danced, as if the very voice of the figure,
the man, as far as the girl could tell, commanded them to.
The fires sparkling, and blending with the long-
forgotten tiles of the passage floor,
of the old opera house.
Quickly, a new movement stoked down the girl's dress,
with her laces, and ribbons of silk, dyed a lovely
pink, a pale hand did play. Slowly, it traced up her thigh,
and along her own hand, grasping it, pulling her farther,
her own soft gracefully practiced footsteps,
padding's of a ballet dancer.
The figure stopped abruptly, shadows scowling,
the girl pondered, and suddenly the figure traced his long,
pale fingers over the girl's neck, to her lips.
True LoveI love these cold nights alone;More Like This
By the golden orange fire,
'Neath the forest overgrown.
We talked as stars rose higher,
While gazing at the bright moon;
Far from humanity's sight,
In our own world a boon.
The feeling of you 'gainst me,
A wing draped over my chest;
Your eyes the red of cherry,
Your undying love expressed.
Soon we fall into deep dreams:
A peaceful romantics' sleep -
Emotions are what they seem.
I recall when we first met:
Our souls in purity,
Dawn of a nameless duet;
Friends are an obscurity.
I helped you out of your shell,
Fed you and gave you a home,
I made sure you remained well.
Now your wisdom outshines mine,
Inherited in your blood;
Now your strength begins to shine,
Your wings risen from the bud.
Now your grand body dwarfs me,
You carry me through the skies;
We ride the vast airborne sea.
Your black scales shimmer in light:
Despite your noble kalon,
You must be kept out of sight.
For people fear your talon,
Your unused flame and sharp tooth,
They wonder why I come