Tales vol I

§lTitle:§r The Ramblings of jackwagon123 §lAuthor:§r jackwagon123 §lDate:§r 2012

§r §r As you may know, Sheeple aren't the fastest of the Civcraft races. But for, what, 3 minutes... I was incredible... §r I was able to clear distances with such speed! Such Grace! §r "A fast Sherson? Incredible!" A fast Sherson, you might ask.

§r Indeed I was fast... very fast. But I slowly started to... slow. I could feel myself... dying... §r This was a bit before I fully understood english, "Bahhhhh!!!", I said. But, as the Pigmen were to me, I was to the People... An abomination...

§r I slowly regained my balance, and floricked back to Columbia, forever changed. I got some blaze rods off of jacejace... for "potions". §r I developed a might lab in my basement. Not far from my developing cow herd. §r §r Anyway, I started

developing these warts... warts local only to the nether. And I put them in water... Awkward, I know. But, I put sugar in as well. And that's when I got it. §r Speed. Not the speed the Nether Abominations gave me though. It was a shorter high...

much more intense, though. My speed was only seconded to those cruel beings, Endermen. §r "Jack's Special Shit" I called it. I could have thought of a better name, but I think it was the Speed talking. This potion... this poison... made me feel great!

§r I could run circles around any human. After every minute, though... it ended, and so came the gut-wrenching pain. §r During this moment of pain, I could not scream. What I could do, though, was speak my own language. A dead language now,

that even I forget at points. Sherplish... §r Many mock it. Sheep are often misunder- stood. "Bahhhh" is not our restriction. I have to go, though...