Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
This is an chilled out rpg with a super friendly and relaxed atmosphere! Remember to sign up with your characters full name in all caps and don't forget to do your claims! Thank you and Welcome, we've been established since 10th March 2009 but unfortunately have had to close guest view of our boards due to multiple sites ripping off our hard work, such a shame! Come chat to us in Discord before joining if you like!.
Where there is no struggle, there is no strength. - Oprah Winfrey
Tempe looked up from playing with the napkin out of nerves. There he was, dapper in jeans and polo. She took a moment to drink the image of a cleaned-up Kas. Not that he looked bad beforehand. After staring like a deer in headlights, Tempe smiled before standing up. âHello. I see you were alsoâĶconvinced to come out today,â she smiled. âWell, Iâm very thankful that it is you.â Fingers sheepishly pushed some curls out her face.
She felt like a teenager, asking someone to dance. Tempe almost felt like crossing her legs and batting her eyelashes, but she was too old for that. âCan I interest you in a glass of sparkling cider?â she asked. âIâm sure Tanner would hate for it to go to waste.â
Where there is no struggle, there is no strength. - Oprah Winfrey
Tempe didnât know if she needed to be suspicious or not. Tanner had sent her a text to meet him at the pond for a picnic and a family photoshoot. At least he didnât tell her that it was a surprise, as Tempe was not a fan of surprises. Something that she had voiced quite a few times, especially when it came to birthday parties and so on.
She couldnât tell him no, as they were already having a bit of a hard time spending time with each other lately. Summer and spring were the busy seasons for both, and despite living in the same house â it didnât mean they had all their meals together. Thankfully, the shop was closed for the day of the picnic. Tempeâs schedule was open â which gave her time to get ready. She showered and dressed in something that was not pants for once. With the weather getting warmer, Tempe needed some movement and freedom.
Her hair fell in its natural curls after a good amount of product and diffusing. A light layer of makeup, but nothing outlandish. She gave herself a small look over before driving to the park. Tempe found the spot Tanner told her to meet. Instead of family, there was a nicely set up picnic table with a light blue tablecloth runner. A vase of wildflowers and two bottles of sparkling apple cider in a chiller. As well as a disposable film camera.
Tempe tilted her head as she slowly approached. On a small plate, a note read, you deserve this! Dammit, her son was about to make her cry. It took her a moment to notice the second place setting across from her. Would it be filled by the person who she hoped it would be?
Where there is no struggle, there is no strength. - Oprah Winfrey
A small laugh escaped Tempe. It was true that the people didnât know how things worked. But it didnât make Tempe rage like it did for Elliot. She wondered what made him stick around for so long. Other than his dad, of course. He was a good worker, but almost everyone knew that it wasnât fulfilling for him.
âAnd why havenât you told him no? I mean, you already know that you donât want it, right?â she asked. Maybe It was because Tempe didnât have that father-and-child blood relationship that Will and Elliot had. Something about lineage. While Will was a somewhat old-fashioned person, she didnât think he would force Elliot to take over.
âYeah, I would. But I also know if I do, I donât know if I would be able to build as much as Iâd like. And I do enjoy building and going out.â
Where there is no struggle, there is no strength. - Oprah Winfrey
âOh yes, I believe it is Eva. Granted, my son has been getting a lot of female attention lately. As long as none of them start talking about marriage or kids,â she joked. Some people could say Tempe had no right to tell Tanner to not have kids, but she didnât want him to have a child in the way she did. Either with him being the victim or the villain.
She graciously handed him her plate of untouched quice. âNo, no â you sit. Iâll grab myself a plate and you a cup.â Tempe didnât allow Elliot any time to refuse. It didnât take long for her to come back out with a slice for herself and her largest mug filled with black.
Tempe sat back down, tucking her feet in, something she always found comfortable doing. It wasnât the best thing for her posture, but she was allowed some kind of comfort. âIf not for Tanner...Iâm guessing a terrible customer?â she prodded, breaking a piece of quiche off. Tempe knew that feeling all too well. Mainly from men who told her that they knew more than she did. But who was often sent out to help them with their botched fence job?
Where there is no struggle, there is no strength. - Oprah Winfrey
Summer was over and Tempe didnât quite know what Fall was going to bring in. Tanner was working his ass off, and Tempe felt like she had rarely seen him over the summer. Plus, he was looking at his phone â giggling like a schoolgirl. If he was staying out of trouble, thatâs all that mattered.
A yawn escaped her as she sat in her rocking chair on the freshly finished front deck extension. The crisp air was welcomed and Tempe was enjoying the caramel coffee, waiting for her freshly made quiche to cool down. As she was about to dig in, she saw her cousin Elliot walk up to her. He looked angry, as always, but she smiled at him.
âGood morning, Elliot. If youâre looking to kidnap Tanner, heâs off walking a pack of ten this AM. I got a broccoli cheddar and bacon quiche here, with a fresh pot of coffee.â Elliot seemed to be appearing more at the secondary Scott home. Not that she had a problem with it, but he did appear giddier.
elliot -- scott anna kendrick/ed skrein* â 30 â cousin
* FC is open, the one that is listed is a suggestion. Elliot is also a uni-sex name, so the player can choose which gender they want to play them as.
Elliot is Tempe's younger cousin. They were born via surrogacy as Phoebe wasn't able to birth safely after her surgery. They help their father at the shop but do their own thing. Like Tempe, they're very handy and knowledgeable in construction.
phoebe -- scott juliann moore* â 64 â aunt â owner of Scott's Hardware
* FC is open, the one that is listed is a suggestion
Phoebe is the wife of William. She met William in college while she was doing a study abroad, and the two fell for each other instantly. William's family didn't approve of their relationship as Phoebe was a woman that was dealing with a bad case of sciolis that didn't get fixed until they got back to Hickstead. William followed her back home, and the two have made a lovely life together. She was a bit more hesitant to take Tempe in, but after seeing the distress and pain the teen was in - she became the mother Tempe never had.
william -- scott kevin bacon* â 65 â uncle â owner of Scott's Hardware
* FC is open, the one that is listed is a suggestion
William was born in Alabama in a very strict religious family. He left the state when Tempe was four as he decided to marry someone that didn't fit God's plan. William moved to Hickstead with his wife who has family in the area. He was very welcoming when Tempe ran away from home, taking her in right away.
