When We're Rollin Through the Wild Wild West

[geonomy]

Who: Everyone! EVERYONE!
Broadcast: IF YOU WANNA
Action: Everywhere! EVERYWHERE!
When: Mid-September - Mid-October

[How's your ship doing, pardners? Is it still pretty damaged? Is it glitching out hardcore? Well, there is one place to land to take care of all that, and that's on a dusty old moon in front of a planet that no one wants to go to. On this moon, you'll find a civilization that looks a lot like one's stepped into a wild west movie, hardened cowpolk and mutant horses and all. Will you become a vigilante, hunting bounties and stopping gangs from doing their dirty work? Will you go exploring planetside, with a cowboy hat and a stalk of wheat in your mouth to complete the look? Good luck with that; there is no wheat. This town ain't big enough for all you flooters, but make it so! For the ratings!

In other words, it's a planet mingle! Get 'er done!]

[September Planet info here]

Comments

[gleamed]

[ rapunzel attempts to pull the reins to slow her horse so she can properly address the considerate young man who's signalling her, but she's only half-way successful and the horse jostles her again as a result. ]

Oh-! Goodness. I'm alright! I just - haven't had much opportunity to ride a horse before!

[ or any opportunity. maximus had been more of a companion than an actual steed. ]

[got_it_memorized]

Me either, actually. [He's never ridden one, and he's not sure he's keen on trying to.] I think... ya gotta let it know you're the boss, though. [That goes for any animal, he thinks; if you're not the Alpha, the animal won't listen to you, right?] If you want it to stop, you're gonna have to pull harder, I think. Make the horse respect you!

[gleamed]

Let him know I'm the boss?

[ that is something of a tall order. rapunzel has never been the boss of anything. well, okay, she was sort of the boss of the kitchen on the three twins now. but that consisted of very little actual leadership!

still, she attempts to pull harder on the reins. ]

Listen, um, you horse! I am riding you and want you to stop!

[ the horse, however, ignores this request. ]

[got_it_memorized]

[Oh dear, this... doesn't seem to be working.]

Ah... maybe stopping is a bit much to start out. Try getting the horse to turn instead? That way it's still moving, but you're dictating the direction. [Baby steps, right?]

[gleamed]

Right! Turning!

[ she looks ahead of herself. left or right? she may as well start with right. hopefully the horse didn't have anything against going right!

she gives the reins a sturdy tug, and the horse does start to veer right a bit, though it gallops particularly roughly as it does so. ]

What do you think? How am I doing? [ as she clings ever harder to stay on. ]

[got_it_memorized]

[He sort of grimaces as she hangs on for dear life.]

Well, at least he turned. I guess that's better than before--are you...? You look like you're gonna fall, though... You wanna try stop again? Just... give 'im a good stiff pull, I think!

[gleamed]

[ rapunzel does as instructed, because who knows, maybe it's just a matter of trying again? with a little more feeling?

she isn't too hopeful, but this time, as she gives the reins a solid pull the horse does react by slowing down a little. ]

Aha! It's working!