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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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*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.
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