Alto
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Post by Alto on Jul 25, 2006 18:15:40 GMT -5
She snorted, and, in hearing the distance he consumed, Hope drug herself on, faster, as she struggled to pull ahead of him. She slid into a turn as she dodges a mass of trees, and cleared a great pile of boulders. She pushed herself on, faster, harder, until she felt a bit of tire breech her energy powerplant. Breaths came in heavier blows, and she gave a sharp snort, a mouthful of salive littering the ground. She had such an impulse to escape his pressure, to lead into victory... This was how Hopw worked. She would probably end up running herself to death... If she could last that long.
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Post by \\Leviathan// on Jul 25, 2006 18:45:08 GMT -5
Leviathan admired her determination, though it could not possibly be enough to outrun his streamlined, hard-muscled bod. He was built upon a lightweight frame for just such purposes: to be easier to carry to higher velocities. His beats augmented twofold in frequency, chiseled skull thrust forward and his slender shoulders pumping vigorously under his auburn pelt. As he advanced into her peripheral vision he shot her a look of confusion. Why did she push herself so? What pride could there possibly be in driving oneself into the ground? Wouldn't it be easier to end the race whilst she was ahead and claim to have bored of the game? Surely to run to the point of injury showed no great strength...
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Alto
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Post by Alto on Aug 1, 2006 15:29:15 GMT -5
She felt him, coming up beside her. She pushed herself harder... She had been raised to win... It was set on her mind that if she did not do so, she was a failure. It was all in her past. Her breaths came in harsh snorts, her voids beginning to burn. Tire overcame her swiftly, and she had to slow. She watched as he flew past her, feeling deafeated. She slid to a stop, collapsing as she did so. She coughed, and heaved. She had been defeated...
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Post by \\Leviathan// on Aug 14, 2006 10:00:37 GMT -5
Leviathan slowed his pace, though it took quite a distance for his momentum to cease dragging him forward. He wheeled around, returning to the solidly-built faen at a wearied trot. He halted beside her fallen body, watching her with a look of mixed confusion and disdain. Could she not see that to push herself that hard was unwise? Steam rose from his auburn flanks and he looked longingly to the sea.
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Alto
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Post by Alto on Dec 6, 2006 21:32:57 GMT -5
She stood, panting heavily, not a word spoken. She dare not peer into his voids now. Thorns pinned, a sharp heave issued from her diaphram. Voids we cast to the earth as she pondered at her next actions.
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Post by wowposter on Sept 10, 2008 22:03:33 GMT -5
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Post by wowposter on Oct 28, 2008 7:18:50 GMT -5
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