Lord Defect
Secretary of Blowtorching
- Nov 13, 2013
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I made camp several hundred yards away, cooked a metric ton of meat, and slept several cycles, only for it to wake me up dead ass on the ice of the lake the horse spawns on. That should have stopped the pure white Arabian from spawning, but as luck would have it, there it wasn’t.
I climbed up a snowy incline to peer over the vast alabaster nothingness to scout with my glass, only to find nothing. Nothing but pure virgin snow.
Attempting a simple drop of a foot, somehow I lost my way and fell head over heels, breaking my neck. Waking up fully recovered, wiping the sleep boogers my from my eyes and lo, my white whale is staring at me my yards away. As I gentle creep towards her; calling for her to be calm, she said f*** that and ran off. Several times.
I finally get close enough for the umpteenth time that I lasso her to get closer, breaker her spirit, I mean gain her trust, and lead her back to my previously beloved mare when several wolves descend from some hells asshole to try to ruin my day. I’m bucked from my new love, stumble to, and dispatch the tuefulhunden.
I’m currently “paused” as the kids say, to write this while I try to figure out how to put a saddle on her.
I climbed up a snowy incline to peer over the vast alabaster nothingness to scout with my glass, only to find nothing. Nothing but pure virgin snow.
Attempting a simple drop of a foot, somehow I lost my way and fell head over heels, breaking my neck. Waking up fully recovered, wiping the sleep boogers my from my eyes and lo, my white whale is staring at me my yards away. As I gentle creep towards her; calling for her to be calm, she said f*** that and ran off. Several times.
I finally get close enough for the umpteenth time that I lasso her to get closer, breaker her spirit, I mean gain her trust, and lead her back to my previously beloved mare when several wolves descend from some hells asshole to try to ruin my day. I’m bucked from my new love, stumble to, and dispatch the tuefulhunden.
I’m currently “paused” as the kids say, to write this while I try to figure out how to put a saddle on her.