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[It's a classically cliched situation: after something-or-other, a dashing, shining prince in a handsome tuxedo has swept you off your feet and onto the back of his winged white unicorn pegasus stallion thing, upon which the horse-like object will begin galloping off into the sunset

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[handyhistorian]

Not again!

[As the alternative is to tumble off and possibly break some bones, Robin settles for holding on for dear life. Unfortunately the only thing to hold on to is Pogo.]

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[Quite unfortunate, since this is a pleasant surprise for Pogo and he is totally fine with this.] L... l...

LOOOOOOOOOVE!! [HAVE A HUG BACK]

[handyhistorian]

[Robin was preparing herself for wild flailing and violence, not reciprocation. The result was a confused tangle of limbs (And because it's Robin, there's more than eight between them) as the two of them slowly tumbled off the magic horse.]

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[Okay, the amount of arms is a little frightening for the little caveman! And it doesn't help that they're sliding off the horse. Pogo just- instinctively grabs on to ANYTHING within reach to try and keep his balance, and all of those things are Robin's arms.] Gyaaaah!?

[... and his legs clamp down on the horse's back with AN IRON GRIP, causing the horse to scream in rage- but hey, Pogo isn't falling anymore, he's just tilted sideways with an armful (or, okay, multiple armfuls) of Robin, holding onto her to make sure SHE doesn't fall off.]

[not_aquaman]

[This is one of the people you're running over.

Very brutally, in fact. When Nathan gets knocked over and trampled by the horse, he thinks there might be some broken bones and some punctured organs, judging by how much blood he's spitting out.

He manages to get his shit together enough, though, to speak in a hoarse and pained voice. Here's hoping you hear it.]

Oy! Get your horse-riding ass back over here...and get me to a hospital! ...Or at least...give me some compensation money!

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Yaaaaaa!? [It would probably help if Pogo was actually controlling the horse]

[The horse DOES turn around, though, and start galloping back towards Nathan. When you combine a unicorn and a pegasus with a big angry stallion, though, what you get is a horned winged nightmare on hooves.]

Ai! Aii! Aiiii!! [Pogo starts punching the horse's back, trying to get him to stop. It doesn't really help.]

[not_aquaman]

That little cunt!

[Groaning, Nathan turns himself around so that, instead of lying on his back, he is now on his front. He begins to try to drag himself away when he notices the horse is coming back...headed straight for him.]

Oh...for fuck's sake...!

[He prepares himself to get run over again just in time for it to happen. This time, he hears his spine crack. After that, he can't really focus because he's starting to choke his own blood now.

Don't worry, he'll be fine. Really!]

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[DON'T WORRY, POGO WILL TRY AND SAVE NATHAN!!!!!!!!1]

[He kicks the horse a few more times to try and bring it back around. Surprisingly enough, it DOES, and now it's running toward Nathan. Again. Except this time, it might only mangle one or some of his limbs instead of stomping all over his rib cage and/or spine.]

[In the meantime, Pogo's going to heroically jump off the horse. There's a chance that he won't land on Nathan.]

[winandlive]

[Ayla has no objection to the lack of stopping and is certainly not helping matters at all.]

Go! Go! Faster!

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YAARGH! [Pogo would be more inclined to enjoy this if he wasn't currently discovering how much he hates tuxedos]

AI-LAH

UOAAR AAIII RIIIIP [And he's scrabbling at his own clothes. HELP HIM ;o;]

[winandlive]

Pogo need help! Ayla rip-!

[She has the determination. She has the leverage. She has the fingernails. Scraps of black cloth and rose petals fill the air.]

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[HOLY CRAP Aylaworks fast! He focuses on the weak spots opened up by Ayla's tearing and ravages his sleeve with teeth, spitting out fabric left and right as he works- and soon enough, the tuxedo looks more like the scraps and fur he normally wears.]

AIIIIIII!! [HE CAN BREATHE AGAIN]

[xinshanquangal]

POGO WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK

Oh geez, man, sorry about yer car!

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[HE DOESN'T KNOW EITHER, MAN]

[He's just trying to strip himself as fast as humanly possible]

[And by 'strip,' I mean 'START TEARING OFF SLEEVES WITH HIS TEETH'] GRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNGH!

[xinshanquangal]

WATCH THE ROAD WATCH THE ROAD!

**WHAM**

Oh man, that guy's never gonna get his hot dog business back up and running!

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HOT DOG!? [Pogo starts kicking the sides of his horse and, by SHEER FORCE OF WILL, starts turning them around back towards the hapless man.]