Title:           Bug Butt Filler 1
Author:          shrimpasta
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/ks2Si0kF
First Edit:      Tuesday 1st of July 2014 06:22:21 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 1st of July 2014 06:22:21 AM CDT

>Today is not the best of your life
>In fact, it might be the worst
>If waking up in the middle of panic on the ground instead of your bed isn’t enough, having to fight for your life against a hydra might do it
>Just to add to your confusion, all you see are technicolor ponies running around, screaming for help
>Two hydra heads are currently focused on trying to eat you, because just one was having trouble
>For the past ten minutes you have been running from the rampaging hydra using whatever you can find laying around to bash it in a head
>The fact that one of them can breathe fire was bad enough
>It’s a losing battle and you know it
>Cuts and scrapes cover your body, and you are starting to feel tired
>You run into a pony frozen in fear
Run dammit!
>You scream at the petrified pony, making it take action and start to run away
>As it runs away, a bit of energy returns
>You just saved a life
>The feeling is quickly replaced with fear when you see a hydra head barreling towards the poor pony
>Picking up the nearest thing amid the wreckage of a house- a metal bat –you run over to intercept
>You barely make it in time
>When the bat connects with the beast’s skull, you hear a crack
Fuck
>Now all eight heads are focused on you, each one full of pain and rage
>Adrenaline is nothing new to your system at the moment, but a rage fueled by the desire to survive is
>With a primal scream, you rush at the beast with your new weapon
>A rush of strength starts to flow into you, and when a head swoops down to try and eat you, your swing crumples the skull
>You don’t have time to think about how strong that swing was, because now the hydra is pissed.
>You dodge one head, shatter another, and finally reach its chest
>You let out another scream as another rush of energy fuels your swing
>The strike connects at the chest, just below where the necks meet and passes through the ribs
>The hydra wails in pain and surprise
>Then the one head tries to incinerate you
>Tries, because for some reason it can’t
>Meanwhile, you are in a frenzy, and take another swing
>Before you could, the buildup of the fire head trying to burn things finally hit the max
>With a violently loud boom, the beast explodes
>Chunks of rock, wood, and other things the hydra had swallowed in its frenzy are carried outwards from the explosion
>Some of it hit you, but not all of it
>Mainly due to the fact that you were lying high in the air, almost able to see the entire continent. It doesn’t look familiar
>The debris left holes in your body, and what you can see of the world is fading fast
>Before everything fades to complete darkness, you see the green land mass turn into a greyish brown land mass, and you’ve finally started to fall.
So this is how I die.
>You say to yourself, struggling against unconsciousness to find the word you’re looking for
Unexpected
>Is the best you can do before you lose the struggle