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[OPEN] :: Unicorn Mountain Climbing Race ::

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08-15-2014, 04:31 PM (This post was last modified: 08-15-2014, 04:38 PM by Beowulf.)

The Beast had no idea how he had gotten onto this God forsaken island. The thing was floating. Like how even was that possible! However his six years of living in high ranges, above clouds. Gave the man a slight advantage. His body had grown used to the lack of oxygen. Though for some reason this place seemed just like any other below.

Mykah chirped happily to him. For once the kitten was in a good mood. Perhaps she had eaten well. For she was starting to get on the fatter side. At that Beowulf reciebed a glare that no one would get between. Though the Beast just smirked at her. Ignoring her and made his way forwards, towards the sounds of ... Goats? But not at the same time. Intrigued and confused the hairy man set forth to explore.

Up ahead, looming out of the already; high in the sky,
Island. There sat a mountain. One that seemed different. Something about it was strange, yet very inticing to him. Already he could see things moving up; actually rushing upwards. What on earth was going on here? AND A turtle too? What was this sorcery!

Now the turtle was talking!? This truely was bizarre, yet for some reason, he felt compelled to step forwards onto the box. And as if he had step through some magical veil, he was suddenly smaller. Much too small for his liking. Though he still remain of the larger goat variety. His mane still as epic as ever. He just looked miniature version of himself, except the horns. Which now curled round his ears and back to almost level with his eyes.
He felt the urge to charge forwards. An energy he'd never felt before and he truely did feel ecstatic.

With a bounding leap the blue goat charge with a power forwards. He could see the others up ahead. The white was in lead and two others where fast on their heals. Now he made a third. Lowering his head, he propelled short sturdy legs onwards charging at the one in front; For some reason being a goat had cause Beowulf to become manic. He felt evil perhaps. And wasn't ashamed to hurt others if this was a game, he wanted to win.

As the ring neared he felt a stronger urge to push others of the sides. But to do so he had to in a way they wouldn't notice him coming. He leapt of rocks neatly, like all the other goats, such agile creatures they all were. blah blah blahblah blah blah blahblah

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RE: :: Unicorn Mountain Climbing Race :: - by Oxy - 08-15-2014, 03:46 PM
RE: :: Unicorn Mountain Climbing Race :: - by Beowulf - 08-15-2014, 04:31 PM
RE: :: Unicorn Mountain Climbing Race :: - by Oxy - 08-21-2014, 01:40 AM
RE: :: Unicorn Mountain Climbing Race :: - by Oxy - 08-22-2014, 02:05 PM
RE: :: Unicorn Mountain Climbing Race :: - by Oxy - 08-24-2014, 10:51 PM

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