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Official RidgeRunner Stables storyline.
Wow! A 7th Very Amazing Halloweeny Show!

Featuring:
Rider: Jarin Jackson (as a wizard!)
Horse: 962 WRR Kastell's Abalone (as a might wizard assistant)
Class: Supernatural Showdown
Magic: Elder Spell from the Beaurever breed the can grow fungus all over the place
(Jarin thinks he's the magic one, bless him)
Placed: --

Follows After:

Mature Content

(kind of, it's more of a stand alone but this is the timing)

Why Jarin was ever left to his own devices was probably a shortcoming in someone’s responsibilities. When he was left alone, nothing good seemed to come, especially with a horse under him. Believe it or not, he had made it to adulthood somehow and there were times when he just had to survive on his own. For instance, filling time until Tristan got to the barn for a lesson.
He kept it sensible (wow) and chose to ride the trails with his horses. Today, he picked Abe to hang out with. He always needed more exposure. Even with Lord of Chaos as his rider, he could still be a jumpy, flinchy mount. When he spooked, he spooked big. Jarin was told the only cure was to get him out more and let him see more of life. Couldn’t be completely wrong since Abe stopped jumping out of his skin at the same big rock on the trail. He did keep his ears on it just in case.
But in a Jarin way, the day still took a turn to the Jarin side of life. Took a left when he should have gone straight, followed a bird to see where it was going because why not, was sure he saw some kind of weird rock and had to go investigate. Now, RidgeRunner property was backed up against a huge nature reserve. Thousands of acres of national forest left to nature to do what nature does best. Meaning, as soon as Jarin realized he was lost, he was really lost.
Some might think this is where Jarin spent the night out in the woods or some mythical unicorn led him back to the stable. Nah, something even more unbelievable took place (even by HARPG standards). He found a castle. That’s right, Jarin climbed the slope of a steep hill to get a look around his surroundings, and on the other side, down a bank, buried in overgrowth and vines was a colossal forgotten (or unknown) building. Since then, Jarin made it a habit to go by the building to poke around the insides, big enough that even Abe could come in with him.
No one did believe him when he made mention of it, complimenting Jennie that she had such a cool place practically in the backyard of the stable. Maybe because of the extra something special features that Jarin kept discovering around this castle that just made it more and more unbelievable. Flowers that bloomed inside the dark halls, a stream of water that seemed to only flow in a circle around the castle, fireflies blinked around the palace even during the day, gemstones twinkled around the doorways of some of the rooms, a fireplace that would smoke and smolder until it lit into a crackling fire and then would fade away again. Stories like these made an unbelievable structure sound like an unbelievable fable out of Jarin’s mouth.
That was okay. Jarin still eagerly visited the structure to see what else he could discover! He was beginning to feel like quite the wizard! It all started when he stepped off Abe that day. All of his attention was gawking over the massive stone walls. He stumbled over a loose stone and about face-planted into another. He shrieked and grabbed for the small tree next to him. The branch snapped off and he still face-planted into the rock with a solid thonk. Even Abe stammered back a few feet, wondering if his human would live to ride back with him…
Jarin groaned and pushed himself up, rubbing his forehead. Honestly, he expected a lot more pain. But when he looked down, expecting a pool of blood, he saw two large toadstools. He tipped his head to the side, studying the white-spotted red fungus. They were perfectly spaced apart where his eyes had been. Huh, his glasses weren’t shattered, stabbing his eyeballs either. Huh. Huh! More shrooms started to sprout in a circle where his face had punched the ground! He looked over to Abe because that was the only other living being to check if he was still alive!
“Whhhhaaaaa???” Mushrooms were growing around Abe’s hooves too! Jarin’s reaction only made Abe realize what was happening too! He snorted and jumped sideways, dropping his head to investigate what the heck touched his legs! Only, the shrooms followed and started sprouting where his hooves touched the ground. He snorted and backed away, being chased by rings of fungus!
“It’s okay, Abe!” Jarin stumbled to his feet, chasing after Abe before he thought about bolting and leaving Jarin for dead. “They won’t hurt you! I-I think!” Jarin had no idea. He had never seen mushrooms grow so fast or so…targeted.
Jarin caught Abe’s reins, looking down at the mushrooms that had chased him too. So many rings of mushrooms like ripples on a pond made by raindrops. He stroked Abe’s neck, “It’s okay. It’s just…nature? Uh, magic? Maybe magic?” What even was magic? This could actually be some kind of toxic waste spill and this was the radiated growth which was why no one came to this castle anymore!
Jarin whacked one of the mushrooms on the head with the stick he had broken off the small tree and that’s when he knew this had to be magic or mutant mushrooms. They all stopped growing. Just like that. Abe’s ears trembled and he took a very cautious breath of air.
Jarin knew that smell. It was usually when Tristan was around. Weird. He smelled it a lot when he was in a lesson with Abe. He just thought Tristan smelled good. But Tristan wasn’t here. Was he? Jarin looked all around but didn’t see him.
“Tristan?” He stepped around Abe to look around the other side. Abe jerked back as more mushrooms started sprouting again for a second wave. “No, no, no, it’s okay! Look!” Jarin bonked the mushroom on the puffy head and it halted immediately. “M-magic, I swear! It’s okay!”
Jarin lifted a foot ever so slowly to test the theory and maybe prove it to Abe. He poked the ground with the toe of his boot and sure enough, fungus crawled out from under the leaves. Jarin poked it with the stick and it stopped growing. He repeated it a few more times, totally entranced. “Abe…” He held the stock out in front of them, basking in the afternoon sunlight. “I think I’m a wizard.”

Oh, he had to share the fungi from a fun guy with the fun guys: that would be anyone that would watch!

(1097 wordcount)
tried to keep it short, sorry :'')

tldr;
Jarin found a castle
It's very magical HARPG
Jarin thinks he's magic

Previous: Job Opportunity || Next: Everything Always Works Out

I like to think Jarin rocked up to the ween show, home of his homies he loves to hang with, talking about his newly found shroom powers like he's straight out of a Harry Potter classroom. Brought his robe, scarf and the mighty stick. The glasses are the icing on the cake, making him a bona fide wizard (he's only watched a couple Harry Potter movies for reference.) Whether it was a complete sham or not, well, maybe only those that believe actually saw it and maybe those that don't saw a dummy sitting around with a stick and a cute pony : D You choose.

I just wanted to draw something cute for Ween with ween shapes xD Totally well placed and colored ween shapes ;D And I had some time to crunch this in my timeline of hell~ This color scheme is so satisfying, yum~ I think this is the most fashionably organized the boy has ever been?? Color-wise xD Boy getting some drip in his fit?? yeboi~

Anywho, happy spooktober~

Oh yea, I have a castle : )

Jarin/Abe/Art © Drasayer
Tristan © Saoradh
No specific refs for booty babes or shroom kingdom

Procreate/Photoshop CS6

Description

Official RidgeRunner Stables storyline.
Wow! A 7th Very Amazing Halloweeny Show!

Featuring:
Rider: Jarin Jackson (as a wizard!)
Horse: 962 WRR Kastell's Abalone (as a might wizard assistant)
Class: Supernatural Showdown
Magic: Elder Spell from the Beaurever breed the can grow fungus all over the place
(Jarin thinks he's the magic one, bless him)
Placed: --

Follows After:

Mature Content

(kind of, it's more of a stand alone but this is the timing)

Why Jarin was ever left to his own devices was probably a shortcoming in someone’s responsibilities. When he was left alone, nothing good seemed to come, especially with a horse under him. Believe it or not, he had made it to adulthood somehow and there were times when he just had to survive on his own. For instance, filling time until Tristan got to the barn for a lesson.
He kept it sensible (wow) and chose to ride the trails with his horses. Today, he picked Abe to hang out with. He always needed more exposure. Even with Lord of Chaos as his rider, he could still be a jumpy, flinchy mount. When he spooked, he spooked big. Jarin was told the only cure was to get him out more and let him see more of life. Couldn’t be completely wrong since Abe stopped jumping out of his skin at the same big rock on the trail. He did keep his ears on it just in case.
But in a Jarin way, the day still took a turn to the Jarin side of life. Took a left when he should have gone straight, followed a bird to see where it was going because why not, was sure he saw some kind of weird rock and had to go investigate. Now, RidgeRunner property was backed up against a huge nature reserve. Thousands of acres of national forest left to nature to do what nature does best. Meaning, as soon as Jarin realized he was lost, he was really lost.
Some might think this is where Jarin spent the night out in the woods or some mythical unicorn led him back to the stable. Nah, something even more unbelievable took place (even by HARPG standards). He found a castle. That’s right, Jarin climbed the slope of a steep hill to get a look around his surroundings, and on the other side, down a bank, buried in overgrowth and vines was a colossal forgotten (or unknown) building. Since then, Jarin made it a habit to go by the building to poke around the insides, big enough that even Abe could come in with him.
No one did believe him when he made mention of it, complimenting Jennie that she had such a cool place practically in the backyard of the stable. Maybe because of the extra something special features that Jarin kept discovering around this castle that just made it more and more unbelievable. Flowers that bloomed inside the dark halls, a stream of water that seemed to only flow in a circle around the castle, fireflies blinked around the palace even during the day, gemstones twinkled around the doorways of some of the rooms, a fireplace that would smoke and smolder until it lit into a crackling fire and then would fade away again. Stories like these made an unbelievable structure sound like an unbelievable fable out of Jarin’s mouth.
That was okay. Jarin still eagerly visited the structure to see what else he could discover! He was beginning to feel like quite the wizard! It all started when he stepped off Abe that day. All of his attention was gawking over the massive stone walls. He stumbled over a loose stone and about face-planted into another. He shrieked and grabbed for the small tree next to him. The branch snapped off and he still face-planted into the rock with a solid thonk. Even Abe stammered back a few feet, wondering if his human would live to ride back with him…
Jarin groaned and pushed himself up, rubbing his forehead. Honestly, he expected a lot more pain. But when he looked down, expecting a pool of blood, he saw two large toadstools. He tipped his head to the side, studying the white-spotted red fungus. They were perfectly spaced apart where his eyes had been. Huh, his glasses weren’t shattered, stabbing his eyeballs either. Huh. Huh! More shrooms started to sprout in a circle where his face had punched the ground! He looked over to Abe because that was the only other living being to check if he was still alive!
“Whhhhaaaaa???” Mushrooms were growing around Abe’s hooves too! Jarin’s reaction only made Abe realize what was happening too! He snorted and jumped sideways, dropping his head to investigate what the heck touched his legs! Only, the shrooms followed and started sprouting where his hooves touched the ground. He snorted and backed away, being chased by rings of fungus!
“It’s okay, Abe!” Jarin stumbled to his feet, chasing after Abe before he thought about bolting and leaving Jarin for dead. “They won’t hurt you! I-I think!” Jarin had no idea. He had never seen mushrooms grow so fast or so…targeted.
Jarin caught Abe’s reins, looking down at the mushrooms that had chased him too. So many rings of mushrooms like ripples on a pond made by raindrops. He stroked Abe’s neck, “It’s okay. It’s just…nature? Uh, magic? Maybe magic?” What even was magic? This could actually be some kind of toxic waste spill and this was the radiated growth which was why no one came to this castle anymore!
Jarin whacked one of the mushrooms on the head with the stick he had broken off the small tree and that’s when he knew this had to be magic or mutant mushrooms. They all stopped growing. Just like that. Abe’s ears trembled and he took a very cautious breath of air.
Jarin knew that smell. It was usually when Tristan was around. Weird. He smelled it a lot when he was in a lesson with Abe. He just thought Tristan smelled good. But Tristan wasn’t here. Was he? Jarin looked all around but didn’t see him.
“Tristan?” He stepped around Abe to look around the other side. Abe jerked back as more mushrooms started sprouting again for a second wave. “No, no, no, it’s okay! Look!” Jarin bonked the mushroom on the puffy head and it halted immediately. “M-magic, I swear! It’s okay!”
Jarin lifted a foot ever so slowly to test the theory and maybe prove it to Abe. He poked the ground with the toe of his boot and sure enough, fungus crawled out from under the leaves. Jarin poked it with the stick and it stopped growing. He repeated it a few more times, totally entranced. “Abe…” He held the stock out in front of them, basking in the afternoon sunlight. “I think I’m a wizard.”

Oh, he had to share the fungi from a fun guy with the fun guys: that would be anyone that would watch!

(1097 wordcount)
tried to keep it short, sorry :'')

tldr;
Jarin found a castle
It's very magical HARPG
Jarin thinks he's magic

Previous: Job Opportunity || Next: Everything Always Works Out

I like to think Jarin rocked up to the ween show, home of his homies he loves to hang with, talking about his newly found shroom powers like he's straight out of a Harry Potter classroom. Brought his robe, scarf and the mighty stick. The glasses are the icing on the cake, making him a bona fide wizard (he's only watched a couple Harry Potter movies for reference.) Whether it was a complete sham or not, well, maybe only those that believe actually saw it and maybe those that don't saw a dummy sitting around with a stick and a cute pony : D You choose.

I just wanted to draw something cute for Ween with ween shapes xD Totally well placed and colored ween shapes ;D And I had some time to crunch this in my timeline of hell~ This color scheme is so satisfying, yum~ I think this is the most fashionably organized the boy has ever been?? Color-wise xD Boy getting some drip in his fit?? yeboi~

Anywho, happy spooktober~

Oh yea, I have a castle : )

Jarin/Abe/Art © Drasayer
Tristan © Saoradh
No specific refs for booty babes or shroom kingdom

Procreate/Photoshop CS6