Re: Mini-Grand 5102 [Round 1: Sprawl-Mart]
06-02-2011, 12:37 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by XX.
Burning, burning, burning! It was too hot here, too hot. Rome didn’t like it, it didn’t like this place at all, it smelled of not-snow and not-air and people. Too many people! They were going to catch it and lock it away! Rome whinnied in fear, stamping a forehoof hard on the tiles and cracking one of them in half. Someone behind him screamed. Rome hated screaming. It drew more people and they always came with their guns and their nets and tried to take him away. That wasn’t going to happen!
The Dust Beast whirled around, slamming its front feet down and barking sharply at the crowd of people startled by the sudden appearance of a horse-sized dragon-gazelle in the middle of the bread aisle. They reacted with fear, drawing back and shouting at it. The fur on Rome’s neck puffed up and it warbled at the group. They were scaring it and it didn’t like them. They didn’t have weapons but they were going to bring more and they would have weapons. Guns and knives! It wasn’t safe here! It had to leave before more of them came!
Arching its neck, Rome spent exactly no time considering a path before it crouched down and leaped ten feet straight into the air, sailing over the shelves and stunned customers. It landed lightly on the other side, tail lashing and hooves stomping. There were people here too! A large one and two smaller ones. Why were there so many of them? This wasn’t like any place Rome had been in before. It- it couldn’t see the sky! There was no sky! There was no sun and no moon and there were people everywhere. A wail started up in the Beast’s long throat and it swung its head from side to side, miserable with fear.
One of the small ones, a female, pulled away from the larger person and came towards it. Rome snorted in surprise as the large person screamed, but the little one continued regardless and, showing no fear like the others had, placed a hand firmly on the Dust Beast’s nose.
“Pony,” she was saying.
Rome’s ears flipped backwards, then forwards, and it bowed down to bring its face on level with the small person’s. She smelled of bread and clothes and apples. Rome nibbled a piece of her hair with its long, long teeth and the small thing laughed. She tugged gently on its fur and Rome whuffed in response. It would have kept still for a while longer if the all-too familiar sound of creaking metal off to its side hadn’t reached its ears.
The large person screamed again, louder, and dove for the little one just as the huge metal shelf creaked and crashed down, pouring red dust out from its rotted supports. Glass things broke and other things did too, but Rome was already in the air, pushing off the top of the next shelf. It didn’t like this place at all.
Burning, burning, burning! It was too hot here, too hot. Rome didn’t like it, it didn’t like this place at all, it smelled of not-snow and not-air and people. Too many people! They were going to catch it and lock it away! Rome whinnied in fear, stamping a forehoof hard on the tiles and cracking one of them in half. Someone behind him screamed. Rome hated screaming. It drew more people and they always came with their guns and their nets and tried to take him away. That wasn’t going to happen!
The Dust Beast whirled around, slamming its front feet down and barking sharply at the crowd of people startled by the sudden appearance of a horse-sized dragon-gazelle in the middle of the bread aisle. They reacted with fear, drawing back and shouting at it. The fur on Rome’s neck puffed up and it warbled at the group. They were scaring it and it didn’t like them. They didn’t have weapons but they were going to bring more and they would have weapons. Guns and knives! It wasn’t safe here! It had to leave before more of them came!
Arching its neck, Rome spent exactly no time considering a path before it crouched down and leaped ten feet straight into the air, sailing over the shelves and stunned customers. It landed lightly on the other side, tail lashing and hooves stomping. There were people here too! A large one and two smaller ones. Why were there so many of them? This wasn’t like any place Rome had been in before. It- it couldn’t see the sky! There was no sky! There was no sun and no moon and there were people everywhere. A wail started up in the Beast’s long throat and it swung its head from side to side, miserable with fear.
One of the small ones, a female, pulled away from the larger person and came towards it. Rome snorted in surprise as the large person screamed, but the little one continued regardless and, showing no fear like the others had, placed a hand firmly on the Dust Beast’s nose.
“Pony,” she was saying.
Rome’s ears flipped backwards, then forwards, and it bowed down to bring its face on level with the small person’s. She smelled of bread and clothes and apples. Rome nibbled a piece of her hair with its long, long teeth and the small thing laughed. She tugged gently on its fur and Rome whuffed in response. It would have kept still for a while longer if the all-too familiar sound of creaking metal off to its side hadn’t reached its ears.
The large person screamed again, louder, and dove for the little one just as the huge metal shelf creaked and crashed down, pouring red dust out from its rotted supports. Glass things broke and other things did too, but Rome was already in the air, pushing off the top of the next shelf. It didn’t like this place at all.