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- >Day 97 in this strange new world.
- >Today has been a good day.
- >This morning, whilst out foraging for provisions and supplies, you came across a pleasant surprise.
- >A live chicken.
- >She was just aimlessly wandering around in a tiny glade, free for the taking.
- >While overjoyed at such a rare find, you wonder where she could have come from.
- >With all the predators that stalk here, she's obviously not common to these woods.
- >Does this mean that there is some sort of civilized settlement nearby?
- >You remind yourself not to get your hopes up, if there were people living nearby you would surely have seen more signs of it by now.
- >Back in the relative safety of your cave, you salivate as you watch the chicken slowly roast over an open fire.
- >It smells simply divine.
- >The berries and fruits of the forest taste like ash, and the meat you scavenge from various slain predators just doesn't hold up against chicken.
- >Delicious chicken. This is going to be a treat indeed.
- >Staring at the chicken with hungry eyes, you suddenly come to a daunting realization.
- >In the three months you've been here, this has to be the highlight.
- >Almost a hundred days, and a piece of chicken meat is the best thing to happen to you?
- >You let out a deep sigh.
- >How long is this going to go on for?
- >Surely you can't keep living like a caveman forever... right?
- >What's the point in that?
- >"Elizabeak, come on out for momma!"
- >What kind of life is this even--
- >Wait, what was that?
- >"Elizabeak, the Everfree forest is no place for a chicken, I'm here to take you home."
- >Someone is outside.
- >Someone who can talk!
- >This you must see.
- >Ever catious, you grab your crude, wooden spear before heading out.
- >Peering out of the mouth of your cave you don't see anyone in the immediate area.
- >"Is that you hiding behind that tree, Elizabeak?"
- >The soruce of the voice is just beyond some nearby trees; you make haste.
- >"Now, now, there's no need to be scared, I'm here now and-- ~gasp~"
- >Carefully craning your head to peak out from behind a rock, you survey the scene.
- >You don't see any humans around, only a small, yellow horse of sorts stood frozen in fear infront of a towering manticore.
- >The manticore lets out a bellowing roar and the the horse yelps meekly.
- >Not in a mood to witness the carnage of such a cute little horse, you jump out of hiding.
- >You move swiftly and place yourself in between the manticore and his prey.
- >Pointing your spear at him, you use the calm before the storm to prospect your opponent more thoroughly.
- >Deadly fangs ready to rip flesh from bone.
- >Massively muscular arms, the size of tree trunks, guiding paws equiped with deadly, sharp claws.
- >Enormous bat-like wings flare out at his sides and his menacing scorpion tail is poised to strike.
- >You've never faced a manticore head on before.
- >This should prove interesting.
- >The manticore glares at the strange monkey standing before him.
- >He roars again to display his might and to test the bravery of his challanger.
- >You don't waver as his bellowing trembles the ground.
- >Making sure you have a steady grip of your spear, you chuckle.
- >This will be an entertaining experience indeed.
- >Perplexed by your calm demeanor, the manticore is caught off-guard as you charge him.
- >He sweeps a massive claw at you, but it was a paniced move that you had anticipated and you easily duck under his strike without losing any momentum.
- >At full speed as you were, you thrust your spear into his lower abdomen.
- >Your spear hits true and pierces flesh, your adversary roars.
- >You are quick to retract your weapon again as you roll out of the way of another claw swipe.
- >Despite hitting him with such a powerful stab, it seems a futile effort.
- >Small dripplets of blood escape the wound, but it's hardly enough to even slow the best down.
- >In fact, it appears that all you've managed to do was enrage him further.
- >Perhaps you're in over your head?
- >Bah! Now's not the time to be second guessing yourself.
- >You ready yourself for another charge.
- >If only you could get a clear shot at his head, then you'd be able to do some real damage.
- >Abruptly, with unexpected speed, the manticore leaps into the air, propelled by his wings.
- >You roll to the left as he comes barreling down on you, teeth first.
- >The ground shakes as he crashes down just inches away from you.
- >You get on your feet and turn to face him once more.
- >He wastes no time, going in for another attack straight away.
- >You dodge a series of rapid claw slashes while retaliating with swift stabs against his paws.
- >Caught up in a wild flurry of slashes, you see something gleam overhead.
- >Before you have a chance to react to the threat, his scorpion tail comes down, piercing your right shoulder.
- >You cry out in agony as the manticore wrenches his tail lose from your shoulder.
- >Dropping your spear you clutch your left hand at the open wound.
- >The pain is sharp and burning hot.
- >Blood gushes over your hand clasping the nasty injury.
- >You stagger backwards in panic and clumsily fall onto your back.
- >The manticore closes in on you.
- >You see a triumphant glint in his eyes as he bares his fangs in anticipation of the comming feast.
- >You try to scramble away from him but it's no use, you're too weak and groggy; that scorpion tail must have carried some mighty powerful venom.
- >Well, Anon. You knew that this day was comming.
- >It's just in your nature to pick fights with things bigger and deadlier than you.
- >You were bound to bite of more than you could chew on of these days.
- >Ah well, you had a good run at least.
- >Awaiting your doom, regretting that you never got to taste that chicken, you are at least happy that you helped that yellow horse escape.
- >At least your death wasn't a complete waste.
- >The beast opens his mouth wide, displaying a wide spread of razor-sharp teeth.
- >You can feel his tangy breath on your face.
- >This is the end...
- >"STOOOOOOOOOP!"
- >Both you and the manticore look up in surprise as the yellow horse, which apparenly has wings, comes flying towards you.
- >With a stern look on her she flies up to the manticore, getting all up in his grill.
- >"Just who do you think you are, going around attacking those weaker than you?"
- >The manticore just looks at her, confused.
- >"You should be ashamed of yourself!"
- >"I have half a mind to find your mother and tell her what you've been up to young man."
- >The manticore looks unsure of how to react, but lifts his paw up into the air to ready a strike at the horse.
- >"Oh don't you dare try that on me, mister!"
- >The best looks suddenly very embarresed and lowers his paw again.
- >"Now I want you to go away and leave us alone."
- >"And I don't want to hear about anyp0ny else being attacked by any manticores, do you understand?"
- >He nods quickly before scurrying off into the dense foilage with his tail between his legs.
- >Who is this talking horse?
- >Surely this must a dream. Delirium brought on by the venom, surely.
- >She lowers herself to the ground and trotts over to you.
- >A worried look on her face, she moves in to inspect your wound.
- >"Aww you poor thing, did that big meanie sting you badly?"
- >Maybe it's the dizziness, but her soft, tender voice feels like velvet to your ears.
- >The innocence of her voice serves to soothe and calm you.
- "I think I've been poisioned." you manage to blurt out
- >With a shrill shriek she jumps back in fright.
- >"Y-you can talk?"
- >"Oh my..."
- >She now looks positively terrified of you.
- >Who is this girl that sends manticores fleeing but is scared of you talking?
- >This must be a dream...
- >On the topic of dreams, your eyelids are starting to get really heavy now.
- >You're having trouble keeping your eyes focused, everything is blurry.
- >Seeing your obvious distress, the pegasus horse seems to regain her courage.
- >"Don't worry okay? I'm going to help you."
- >In a distant part of your mind you register the feeling of teeth tugging at your pants.
- >With a firm grip of your clothes, the pegasus strains herself to start slowly pulling your limp body forwards.
- >"I have a bottle of manticore antidote at home, you're going to be fine."
- >"Fluttershy will take care of you, just you wait and see."
- >The last thing you recall before passing out is her sweet cooings of motherlike affection.
- >Today was a good day.
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