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[> [> [> [> [> And they're off! -- Mitisha, 12:31:24 08/12/02 Mon (205.188.193.166)

Tri-hued one glances at newest arrival. "Alright here is the course. First the start and finish line is here." Fatale scraped obsidion flint 'pon ground. "The first jump is that pile of bones, then that log, next the rocks, then that other pile of bones, finally that last log." Fatale nodded at each obstacle as she listed them. Glance given to everyone of the racers. "Ready? Go!"

OOC-just do the race as descriptive as possible! Please no placeing or powerplaying! I will decide who wins by how descriptive it is! The race should not be done in one post by each creature, but should be in several posts. Like if one horse attepmts to bump another in that other creatures next post they should say whether or not they were bumped! Okay? Happy 'chasing!

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[> [> [> [> .| dance my dear -- Slave Dancer, 13:39:28 08/12/02 Mon (64.12.103.182)

.| at the words go, the fatale's lithe limbs instantly elongnated into a full out race state. the speed she possessed could be extremely intimidating. the triangle shaped muscles beneath darkened pelt contracted and retracted with each micro movement that was made. sleek neck outstretched as pistons rose and fell rythemically. flint hooves struck the ground harsly, kicking up the dry dirt that blanketed the terra firma. the dense air entered her flared longs through distended nares, and a haste approach to the first obstacle was issued. |.

.| fatale would waste no time, this was not a game to her but a competition. barrel chest heaved with each streneous motion was exhibited. a thick layer of sweat splattered a muscular neck. with each swift movement a tiny bead of sweat was there to take it's place. the extent of her speed had not yet been annihilated during this perticular steeplechase, but soon it was be proved. |.

.| arrival at first obstacle was issued, and rounded hindquaters launched her petiete yet powerful frame over the pile of bones, she did not know where the other competetors were, but as of then it didn't matter, it only mattered when the finish line was coming up. acute lobes stretched backward 'pon poll, taking in the sounds of the others hoofbeats and any sound that surronded the area. ashen ajared lips allowed a short snort of desperation to pass. foremost legs came to the ground abruptly as her landing was made. then with a renewed sense of urgency and dexerity she pushed herself foward. femoras movements were that of casual grace as she centered her attention on the next obstacle that stood in her way... |.

[ this may be a bit easy for me since i used to belong to a simulated horse club and used to descriptive race all the time to earn records for my thoroughbreds. just felt like informing you all. ]

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[> [> [> [> [> i saw you once before in SHC......... -- Tahle('tish's playa), 12:09:33 08/13/02 Tue (205.188.208.165)

OOC-i saw you in SHC once, your dementedgreendog, right? This is Jedihorse15, i was in SHC. had to say that, pay me no mind im only insane

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[> [> [> [> [> Adrena -- *Gallop*, 14:53:13 08/16/02 Fri (24.162.237.107)

*At the words the blue unicorn's muscles bunched, and launched her into a full gallop, extending her strides she feeels her pistions extend and pull on the moist ground. Her heart raceing and her mind upon the first obstical. hindquarters bunced and forhand raised o'er the pile, airborn the femme winnies and lands in a graceful stride aside Slave Dancer. Matching her pace.*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> ~Punch~ -- Aries, 15:09:44 08/16/02 Fri (24.162.237.107)

~The steed punches into a lenghthy stride, extending forhand and contracting it to increase speed. Visage low the bronc turns to the first obsitcal. The pile o' old bleached bones a fearful engagement, but no sight hovever horrid would stop 'im now. The race twas going to be his and only his, whether he had to knock both Adrena and Slave Dancer off the track to do it.
Silver uni' aproches first obstical, a momentary bunch o' hind and pull o' forhand sends brujo soaring o'er the tall pile. Scent o' death drifts up, the death of the two who attept to engage his loss t'would be the name 'e gave to it. At the rear, though still increasing speed he moves upon the ladies, and makes a snip for Slave's hind pistion.
Attempt to through one apponent off made, he continues to stride, lungs supplying the nessesary parts with the oxygen to fire the frame o' he forward. Nares flaring and obsidians pounding the bloody terra with monumentous force as the compition continues.~

< ooc: Adrena. . . NO PLACING, REMEMBER!!!! >

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[> [> [> [> [> [> no placing........Watching the race -- Tahle-Mitisha, 10:28:39 08/17/02 Sat (152.163.213.83)

OOC-no placing. No saying that you are along side another or gaining on another, i will have posts like this that will tell you where your char is in the race. remember no playing or powerplaying, both will put you in last.

Tri-hued femmora watched Slave Dancer take the lead followed by Aries. Adrena was slightly behind the silverblood stallion.

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[> [> [> [> [> .| dance my dear -- Slave Dancer, 17:40:11 08/17/02 Sat (205.188.192.172)

.| dryad's asperous emotion overwhelmed vix and a embarkment to next obstacle was executed in foul manner. charred nadirs clawed at terra firma. vicious toss of crania was made and visionaries were set foward 'pon the finish of the race. but it was not nearly done. lithe pistons carried her amounst terrain in an orderly and haste position. still no rush was shown, viewers would have to wait for ending of chase to experiance sudden surge of adrenaline. |.

.| arrival of second obstacle was made. robust haunches launched off charcoal talons in aatempt to clear it. tendrails trailed amoungst sweat lathered pelt and bruly forelegs casted an elegent landing. |.

.| a lust for being a victor in race shone clearly within ones' occuli. lengthy strides allow hindmost tresses to blow within the zephyr that blew through terrain. a brief glance to the atmosphere that surronded fatale and the competetors was issued. ardour about completeing and being victorious, another lengthening in gait was made. the smell of decaying carcasses polluted the air and reached dialouted nares, and once more she wished to be in the darkness of umbrage. cerise orbis were blurred by the amount of dry dirt that flew into them. nape outstretched from petiete physique, and tassels protruded from muscular hindquaters. bodice stretched in usion with lithe fulcrums. flattened auds laced delicate crown and a stalking motion was made toward net jump, but not before a sharp movement of femora was made, in attempt to block the silverblood stallion from coming past her, but optics were low and watchful of the opposing mare aswell, she would take no chances. slave dancer would win. |.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> ....pulling her out [ occ: slave dancer ] -- chole, 11:39:56 08/21/02 Wed (152.163.197.189)

yeah. i need to have dancer in some other places, so i'm pulling her out of the race. good luck to the other two racers.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> ~Pokadotted~ -- Aries, 10:53:49 08/25/02 Sun (24.162.237.107)

~The silver hue o' the male unicorn was now a pokadotted silver/brown. The mud coated the bronc's entire body and coated his pistions in the slimy muck. Dilated notrils inhale the stench o' the rotting wood and sloppy mud that surrounded him. A shiver of discust travels through the hericule's flesh and bone.

The second obstical was reached and in the blink of an eye the steed bunches his strongest muscles and glides over the jump. Landing hard on the other side and with huge resilance, striding on. a large gash now stained the brute's right hind pistion with metalic blood.

Orbs focused forward the brute aproches the next obstical, a lenghten in stride is advanced in order to sooth searing pain in injured pistion. To suddenly the steed looses power, and soon strenghthens pace bu forcing injury to move in hard, terse stabs. Talons dig into the terra, throwing piles of it back at the approching dove, and sending steed forward at and easily blistering pace.~

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Two more -- Mitisha, 17:24:43 08/26/02 Mon (64.12.96.233)

Tri-hued damsel watches the race with inquisitive mahogany orbs. She is curious as to why the raven darkblood pulled out, but kept her thoughts to herself. Aries was holding a strong lead, a good five legnths ahead of Adrena.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *Strength* -- Adrena, 14:20:58 08/27/02 Tue (24.162.237.107)

*The blue unicorn sreams in rage, she would not let the stallin beat her! Increasing speed she blasts through the soaked track. "Faster" she urged her aching pistions to go. And faster they pounded the mud, a blur of sliver on blue she speeds th the next obstical.
With grace and speed not of her normal property she collects and soars over the jump, a wild leap and a hard landing. Slodeing through the mud she soon regains balance and rushes off again, faster than ever.

Collecting all that remains of her strength she forces her limbs to carry her forth with a speed she had never experianced before, hurting and healing with the pace of her sprint she pushes it ut as long as her limbs will allow.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~Clear~ -- Aries, 13:23:29 08/28/02 Wed (24.162.237.107)

~Winny of triumph is emitted loudly as the next obstical is approched and reached. The silver and mud pokadotted steed tences muscles and fly's over the obstical.Making a graceful landing in the muddy terra, a grin darts across his features.
The hericule would win, all the speed Adrena had was nothing compaired to the strenght the bronc pulled out now. Despite the pain in hind-pistion the brute lenghtens stride, glideing over the omnious mud. Blistering pace established and searing pain in pistion telling stud to slow were ignored, as fast as the lightning in a thunderstorm he gathers his limbs and readys for the last jump and finish line.
Royal-red nares flair at the heavy atmosphere around the unicorn stallion, the stench of death and decay floating weightless in the dence humidity. orbs focused on the next obstical the hericule presses on at the lightning speed. If his pistion would hold out, the steed would reach the obstical long before his only opponent.~

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> down the stretch -- Mitisha, 14:17:25 08/28/02 Wed (64.12.96.233)

Tri-hued femmora watches the race with great interest. Aries still held the lead, but Adrena was a mere two legnths behind him. The last jump loomed ahead of them.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~Soar~ -- Aries, 14:45:49 08/30/02 Fri (24.162.237.107)

~The great silver steed finaly notices the last obstical, nadires takeing in the scent of victory, the stallion increases stride to full out top speed. His flints terar up the terra so that almost a solid wall o' mud is flung behind him, and he runs, in pain but at full speed he runs.

Comeing upon the final jump the once silver bronc collects his muscles in a graceful tence, and lets them go like a spring bord. Soaring over the peak of the jump the steed feels a great sence of enlightenment. The ache in his hind pistion was now non-existant, he was determined to win.

After finaly reaching the other side o' the last wall the finish line was close, very close. Running with all the stenght and speed the wiredrawn steed could muster. All of the stallion's heart and soul whent into running the last few meters to win the race. A silent prayer is sent up to the heavens, give him the strength to last out to the final stride.~

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *Fall* -- Adrena, 16:12:16 09/03/02 Tue (24.162.237.107)

*The blue unicorn refused to give up with all the strength her body could muster she pushes her pistions to their maximum. with the last of her strenght at it's wits end the femora quickly feels the agony of her paining muscles. her nostils suck at the useless air as though there is not enough of it to fuel her endelss bounds.

She approaches the final obstical and collects her limbs to glide over. A misjudged landing and the once siver mane and banner now coated with mud and silver blood dripping out of her nostrils. No strength left. None. She summons the will to stand, the pain unbearable and she runs. Faster ten her fastest possible speed she runs, hopeing to make the final mark, even if she fails to win. All the hope in the dark blue orbs of the femora was not enought to power her much more, but she would finnish, first or last she would finish.*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> results -- Mitisha, 14:21:24 09/04/02 Wed (205.188.208.165)

Tri-hued fatale watched the final stages of the 'chase. Aries still running strong, but Adrean had fallen, costing her ground. Aries crossed the line first, with Adrena a few lengths behind. Had the mare not fallen she may have won, or come horribly close. The femmora trotted up to the 'chasers. "Great job! Wow, what a race!" The fem thinks a moment. "There is no reward that i know of, but if fate &destiny provides one i'll be sure to find you Aries." She smiles. "Great race!" She says a final time, then turns to await destiny to provide the next part of her quest.