~Hm...A Message Eh?~

Godspeed, the race for the next area began as I, Ryujin Takashi have to deliver a certain message. This message is severly important and CANNOT get into any of the Jungle Vagabond's hands. Their grubby mitts...UGH. If it isn't one thing it is the other. I must run. I must proceed. I start this mad dash by jumping over a small root. From there I begin to wall run up a diagoinaly facing log. Pointed upwards. I smile, a new breeze. I chuckle as the wind tickles my nose. I run to the edge of the log, and with a Matrix-like flip, I begin my triangle jump.  From the canopy of the massive jungle, then down on a log between some boulders, and finally into the Air. My glide, my freedom, to be swiftly ended by me beginning my tree run.

Scrambling to change my direction I aim my heel towards the tree. After a slight skid I change my direction on the vertical lumber. I run to the opposite side. From there, a leap. To the right, a thin branch that seems sturdy. To the left, a thick but short branch. I chose the thinner one. Thinking it to be a spring board. In my hopes, I jump. As I land on the tree, it indeed bent, but I shot up like a missile-like object. I shot through the canopy. A whole different world. I barely got my head out to see...a deep blue sky.

"This is just so Beautiful!

The sound of my baritone-to-tenor voice could be heard in the jungle. I seriously forgot about the poor guy. I hope he doesn't get too mad. As I make my decent, I smell the Jungle breeze. Moist, warm, Sakura petals. Ah, the smell of true home. Like a fresh female's scent on a nice summer d...My nose is bleeding.  I pinched my nose as I jumped on the canopy. I felt like a goat. How it jumps from rock to rock. I felt the slight burning sensation in my nose. The sense of the crimson liquid pooling there, drying up slowly. Ugh. Me and my semi-perverted mind. I slowly slid down the final tree that I set foot on. This tree had moss. Making me descend quite fast.  

The tree had a sort of....ramp to the ground. Making a smooth run along the ground. This run, was done faster due to my decent with my added moistness of the moss greasing my wheels. I ran. Vaulting over stumps and high roots. I sighed as I tried to slow down a bit. Causing me to nearly roll along the ground. The force, had me bend like James Brown for a quick second.

"Whew.....Dayum."


I stare around the area. The vast beauty in this dense jungle. I hurry up and began to run along the ground. I flip and dodge many trees as I notice something...A presence.... Suddenly the presence came close. Rapidly. As I jumped I spun a kick. Right where I guessed a black shadow tried to make an advance towards me. I saw a figure skid on the ground as about 10 more came. An uprising......

"Well, fudge....Why me? Why now?!"

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