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7/17/2025, 4:13:59 PM
=Aces High 6=
>"Alright people, let's go let's go! We are go in minutes!"
>Shit shit.
"Yeah yeah, cut me some slack, Mane!"
>You run down the hall of your hotel looping your pack on. You shield your eyes as you step out into the too-bright lands of Zebrica.
>"Yo, Anon, let's go!" someone above you calls.
>You look up, Soarin hovers in the air tapping his hoof against nothing.
"I'm comin' I'm comin'!"
>The pack on your back ignites as you clench your fists and fly up to meet Soarin, the two of you zoom towards the racing area.
>After a long flight across Eternity's Crossing and a brief stop in Cervidas, The Wonderbolts had finally made landfall in Zebrica, a first for the team and the nation.
>It was sort of a big deal.
>Spectators from all around the country had come to see the race, between The Wonderbolts and the Black Panthers, Zebrica's premier ceremonial running team.
>When you first heard that, you -almost- laughed, but held it in.
>"Down there." Soarin' says.
>You both angle yourselves down towards the racetrack where Spitfire and the others were idling, the Zebra team nearby as well.
>"Alright people, let's go let's go! We are go in minutes!"
>Shit shit.
"Yeah yeah, cut me some slack, Mane!"
>You run down the hall of your hotel looping your pack on. You shield your eyes as you step out into the too-bright lands of Zebrica.
>"Yo, Anon, let's go!" someone above you calls.
>You look up, Soarin hovers in the air tapping his hoof against nothing.
"I'm comin' I'm comin'!"
>The pack on your back ignites as you clench your fists and fly up to meet Soarin, the two of you zoom towards the racing area.
>After a long flight across Eternity's Crossing and a brief stop in Cervidas, The Wonderbolts had finally made landfall in Zebrica, a first for the team and the nation.
>It was sort of a big deal.
>Spectators from all around the country had come to see the race, between The Wonderbolts and the Black Panthers, Zebrica's premier ceremonial running team.
>When you first heard that, you -almost- laughed, but held it in.
>"Down there." Soarin' says.
>You both angle yourselves down towards the racetrack where Spitfire and the others were idling, the Zebra team nearby as well.
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