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The Only Good Part of This Event
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Mountain VooDoo
A long blazing summer had the desert in its deadly embrace. It was the
kind of summer where the sky was bleach white and the forests burned.
It was here, in the relative cool of the Kingman Mountains where the
voodoo warriors first took the field. Culled from all across Arizona,
they came to fight, they came to win, they came with a ton of paint.
It was on this site where the legend was born. The power of the Mojo’s
mixed with the blazing fury of the Headhunter. The Voodoo Priest blessed
the union and with the summoning of the Zombie, a new power arose upon
the cursed land. The site of this transformation will be forever burned
upon history of VooDoo. |