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7/29/2025, 4:50:03 AM
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>>58054098
I hope you do, Anon.
>You were like a kid again.
>A kid times…
>A hundred?
>Boundless energy didn’t come close to describing this feeling.
>You sped up.
>In minutes, you’d gotten used to dashing as fast as a car.
>You dodged past branches and hopped over divots and cracks faster than thought.
>The t-shirt and shorts you kept on clung to your lean, muscled form.
>The lingering human part of your brain insisted you wear something.
>You wish you hadn’t; you could go even faster.
>The sharp, iron spike on your chest already bore a hole through the fabric.
>Had this happened to others?
>Surely, it had, right?
>You hoped so.
>Others needed to experience this.
>The few people out this early bore no changes.
>No one saw you coming.
>You sprinted silent as a cat and faster than the wind.
>The few who did turn their heads only saw kicked up leaves and grass clippings as you bounded further out of sight.
>Racing down the sidewalk was too easy.
>Turning on a dime, you leapt over hedgerows into a backyard.
>Two steps after landing, you leapt again over their fence.
>Three bounding steps this time, before leaping over another wooden fence.
>A stray cat froze in place as you cleared a swimming pool.
>The scent of chlorine made your nose crinkle, but it passed within a quarter-second.
>Twisting in mid-air, you avoided crashing into a child’s sandbox filled with toys and a castle.
>Looked professional. Budding architect here.
>Seeing the two-story Victorian home on the corner gave you one final, big hurdle.
>And a chance to really test your legs.
>You landed low to the ground and bent your knees.
>You didn’t jump.
>You launched.
>Up you flew towards the roof.
>And past it.
>Panic set in.
>You underestimated your own strength.
>You flailed, barely grabbing the roof’s ridge with an outstretched hand.
>You felt like you had thumbs. Sort of. Gripping was weird.
>Maybe should’ve practiced more at home before doing this.
>It wasn’t enough to stop you.
>>58054098
I hope you do, Anon.
>You were like a kid again.
>A kid times…
>A hundred?
>Boundless energy didn’t come close to describing this feeling.
>You sped up.
>In minutes, you’d gotten used to dashing as fast as a car.
>You dodged past branches and hopped over divots and cracks faster than thought.
>The t-shirt and shorts you kept on clung to your lean, muscled form.
>The lingering human part of your brain insisted you wear something.
>You wish you hadn’t; you could go even faster.
>The sharp, iron spike on your chest already bore a hole through the fabric.
>Had this happened to others?
>Surely, it had, right?
>You hoped so.
>Others needed to experience this.
>The few people out this early bore no changes.
>No one saw you coming.
>You sprinted silent as a cat and faster than the wind.
>The few who did turn their heads only saw kicked up leaves and grass clippings as you bounded further out of sight.
>Racing down the sidewalk was too easy.
>Turning on a dime, you leapt over hedgerows into a backyard.
>Two steps after landing, you leapt again over their fence.
>Three bounding steps this time, before leaping over another wooden fence.
>A stray cat froze in place as you cleared a swimming pool.
>The scent of chlorine made your nose crinkle, but it passed within a quarter-second.
>Twisting in mid-air, you avoided crashing into a child’s sandbox filled with toys and a castle.
>Looked professional. Budding architect here.
>Seeing the two-story Victorian home on the corner gave you one final, big hurdle.
>And a chance to really test your legs.
>You landed low to the ground and bent your knees.
>You didn’t jump.
>You launched.
>Up you flew towards the roof.
>And past it.
>Panic set in.
>You underestimated your own strength.
>You flailed, barely grabbing the roof’s ridge with an outstretched hand.
>You felt like you had thumbs. Sort of. Gripping was weird.
>Maybe should’ve practiced more at home before doing this.
>It wasn’t enough to stop you.
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