Hi I'm Rye, and I'm an addict. Thought I'd share a bit of some of the extremes surrounding my evil addiction with everyone.
I saw him...he was in the distance some; but rapidly approaching, I lay down in some tall grass near a stream waiting for the speeding bunny to slow for a drink.
He finally made it - 3.9 in hand, I pounced - deflected - trip to board 20% down as I was soft cleared.
I needed my fix....looked around again - it was that same bunny 1.9 this time...pounce -deflected again - off for another minus 20%. He had those red little eyes ..you know..you don't know (protection, from start honestly - nothing I provoked)
I was dying at this point for some sort of action; and to make a point - bunny was now sitting right across from me...glowing red eye, and delivered nearly all his product at this point. Nothing was there to gain, but I pounced anyhow- bam -squash...well not really little red eye SOB skipped away unharmed - I took 50% of the 7000 he had on him, and went again to the ring of punishment likely to lose my 20 again.
I'm not totally sure what compelled me to do it -perhaps it was to feed the other addicts waiting in mass around the hunting grounds I did it for, or just to show I can. Bunny was stacked - I wasn't afraid- Hunters quelled their needs for the fix at my expense, life goes on in the jungle.
How is that broken. Thanks for listening, have a nice day