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The Illinois Institute of Size Science is regarded as quite the highly sought after school. Though some in the area, especially Illinois State (not to be confused with the big orange proper Illinois University!) and Northwestern's Headmasters were very jealous of just how fast this upstart college was able to secure power and stability. In fact, even before the first day of classes in fall 2020, they were able to rapidly convince their ideal sports conference for financial gain and geographic goal reasons, the Big 10, to allow them in all sports! This act alone made prestigious universities like Ohio State and Michigan quite irked at first, but seeing money over pride, these schools quite clearly didn't veto the new college when it came time for all members to vote on if they would be allowed in.

Fast forward to fall semester time 2022 and the school was already gaining quite the unusual reputation. Students from the get go were attracted to the new offering thanks to the lower academic requirements compared to other schools in the region like Missouri, Iowa State, Wisconsin and Kentucky. In 2021, schools in the rival SEC Conference were reporting not only attendance rates dropping but star player recruits from high school top 50 prospect lists in all sports were recommitting in waves, convinced by new Name Image Likeness deals that not even the mighty Alabama could foot the bill on, at least without risking more backlash because "Well fuck them its 'Bama." Type reasoning from university fan bases all over the US reigniting.

Oddly enough, the big attractions of the university, located on a strangely sprawling property located 13 miles south-southeast of Peoria was a statue of the mascot for the university and the mascot himself! He was known as HoofQuake and the statue really set that statement straight, as it was a silver statue of around fifteen hundred (457.2 meters) in height. Images of the mascot on the website by the school gained controversy among regional news outlets for depicting the equine mascot fucking buildings in cities where the university's Headmaster perceived rival universities to be.

One such university approved image depicted HoofQuake, a beautiful bipedal white as snow thoroughbred stallion with purple hair on his head similar to a human's, absolutely obliterating the McAlpine Lock and Dam with his massive balls. Another image, which rapidly gained infamy in Alabama and with fans of the well regarded football university, portrayed HoofQuake at a mile tall stomping on the famed Tuscaloosa campus (as well as a large chunk of downtown Tuscaloosa to be fair) with a hoof while in the process of dropping the famed Alabama mascot Big Al the elephant into his mouth (all while wearing a shirt saying "Veni Vidi Vici to you 'Bama" and a speedo which the ass end said "Hey Bama fans. Enter this tunnel for free peanuts!") in what fans of 'bama described as obscene and rude and attempting to lower the reputation of the university by unsavory methods whom a university in their sports conference would never try.

Though in response the commissioner of the Big 10 stunned everyone by defending IISS stating the images, while on the raunchier side, showed off the university's unique style of going about their business and should not be insulted by as he called it at one point "A regressive region of the US which by this point has shown its true colors time and time again as intolerant and willing to hold the nation back" Needless to say this strong handed counter statement was an eye-opener and spread like wildfire among the news media, both traditional outlets and local as well as nationally syndicated sports talk radio.

To triple down on this mentality of not backing off the gas pedal, the university, the week before the first day of fall semester classes were scheduled to be held chooses to continue on with their by now traditional annual fall opening ceremonies. Everything seems like a normal celebration. You have your typical Headmaster speech greeting staff and freshman students, media products in a variety of formats telling everyone how wonderful the university is, that sort of thing... up until you get to the closing act. It has become tradition at this point for a mascot costume clad interpretation (at least that was the PR department language) of HoofQuake. Now due to Covid ravaging the country in 2020, the closing act had to be put up as a video shown on youtube and as a livestream on Twitch and showed HoofQuake rampaging through a very well-built model city full of generic midwestern architecture. But in 2021 the full dream was able to be realized. A grand ceremony was held in an open field adjacent to the main campus and displayed the infamous but also beloved by some mascot just completely destroying a city. Though a brief bit of controversy occurred when it was revealed that city was actually Des Moines Iowa. The Headmaster of the Illinois Institute of Size Science completely shook off any accusations by stating in effect "Do you have proof of either the one you know to be under the costume near Des Moines at any point in time before, during or after this alleged destruction? Do you have any proof that Iowa saw any suspicious quakes of unknown origin? Fuck even the USGS has our back. You're just desperate hateful kink shaming weasels and it's disgusting! You should look at yourselves and wonder what you do that others would bully you this badly about."

This notoriety only helped the school. People across the nation and even other countries were doing their own art of HoofQuake! He was quickly becoming not only the face of the university but a global icon. Of course the case of Des Moines went cold in record time, becoming the subject matter of many Youtube mysterious true crime channels while at the same time somehow managing to avoid the usual rash of conspiracy bullshit incidents of great mystery like this tend to aquire.

For 2022, the ante would be upped more. The city was scheduled to be "built" to full 1:1 scale. A special temporary land use permit was granted by the state of Illinois for areas to the south of the agreed to property. Due to the rise in recognition of HoofQuake, 100,000 general admission tickets were sold, with an additional 100,000 being distributed via global radio contests in the US, Canada, Great Britain, Mexico, Germany, France, and a variety of other countries. Notably China and Russia were banned from gaining access, which reasons were cited to "connected actions detrimental to Ukraine's safety."

The non contest tickets were so sought after that all tickets sold out in 7 seconds. The system designed to handle the sale crashed after 5 seconds. Interestingly, these tickets were also set up in a way so resales were banned and a felony offense under the charges of state level fraud. Which according to university staff deterred all scalpers and bot farms.

Meanwhile in a special built home on account of his permanently gigantic size as a result of the costume's magic leaving him unable to shrink below his base height, the one who wore the costume sighs and finishes his pre event lunch at noon. The chunky built smooth caucasian male with black hair and green grassy eyes sighs and was eager to start the festivities tonight. So eager that he fires up a song on the outdoor sound system to psyche himself up and puts on his costume, heading iyt to get a dress rehearsal rampage in before the real deal. (If you want to pause here and listen to said song to get context: https://youtu.be/pXLumbYjxQs )

After a few hours pass post solo dress rehearsal, the time had arrived for the main show. As sunset arrives over the Illinois River basin people were cheering and chanting wildly "HoofQuake!" among other positive chants for the mascot. Then the PA announcer says over the microphone, audio distributed by a converted decommissioned Chrysler civil defense siren "Now its time.... for your richter scales to go insane! Who's ready for the HoofQuake!?!" A resounding screaming cheer from 200,000 excited fans errupted once more as the announcer replies "Then let's get the rampaging madness going!"

Then the crowd goes silent and looks to their north (as they are facing west) At that moment one can hear a pin drop. The tension builds for 10 minutes. And then... right as the clock strikes 8pm, the ACA Allertors all over the facility activate in attack wail mode. The signature sound of sirens fill the air. The crowd immediately can tell what that signals. Soon after, a dull soft rumbling sounding of clop-thoom, clop-thoom starts. The sounds get louder. Clop-thoom; clop-thoom. And then the eager and excited crowd sees him!

This time around the white furred mascot was an amazing and truly terror inducing half mile tall! He was sporting his signature tubby belly with tree trunk thick thighs, an ass that would make anyone jealous and decent, slightly above average strength looking arms which were thick but not quite the powerhouse sex appeal of the costume's mighty legs!

Adding to the sexiness, or the shock factor depending on your viewpoint, was the fact the mascot was only wearing a deep purple jockstrap with no lower ass straps. This of course left very little to the mind of those observing him and the crowd whistles and gets very excited seeing the skimpily dressed mascot. It's now that the chaotic spectacle would truly begin, as speakers near the crowd play a horse neigh sound effect and those in the city, whom the crowd perceives as well-trained stunt actors and actresses start running around the city in fear. Most hide in buildings. Luckily for the crowd, several jumbo tron screens were set up displaying the towering mascot's movements through the areas of the city that they couldn't see so well, or even at all.

The massive mascot individual begins the show of might by stomp jogging his way all over the top of the suburban areas which encircled the city in a irregular heptagonal like shape. This choice of method to start the show causes the crowd to cheer quite excitedly, as they notice HoofQuake start to get hard in his jockstrap. As if on cue, the speakers play an excited whinnying equine type sound effect.

As he once again returns to the origin point of his circuit jogging stompfest, the equine costumed male places his hands on his hips and the voice of an early twenties male says "I suppose I should say to you all thank you for showing up and supporting me in my titanic sexy majesty!" A random guy in the crowd of otherwise quiet onlookers says "I love you HoofQuake!" To which the mascot teases the crowd with a quick flash of his balls, before putting them back in his skimpy but spacious jockstrap pouch and giving a playful wink, a content equine grunt playing over the speaker system.

Then the towering mascot reaches a golf course in the small city. He grins. Another sound effect on the speakers; this time an angry horse. Then the hoof lands with a rumbling thoom he then gazes at the crowd who guesses he missed his target, and then the costume gains a devilish smirk of delight, eye contact maintained with the crowd as he drags his right hoof back, replacing a large chunk of what was once a pristine leisure sport area with an ugly mixture of debris and a deep hoof print accented ditch made solely by the strength of his mighty leg. The ditch itself, some in the crowd estimated, was around 50 feet to 60 feet (18.29 m) deep, fitting as his walking hoof like craters on the outskirts were around 45 to 50 feet (15.24 m) deep.

Then the towering titan's dark and imposing gaze turns towards a group of humans running on a street in a frankly fruitless venture to escape any further wrath he might bring. He with an eerie demonic calm stride walks towards the group, opting to toy with them for about 15 minutes by walking in short bursts before stopping, letting them think he lost interest momentarily. Then after the third stop he makes his move. A voice is heard over the loudspeaker saying in a sinister tone with an underlying accent sound of equine neighing "These pathetic humans. They're mine now"

The group of young adults in their 20's, likely at least a bit drunk stumble and fall as they try to run as fast as they can. Unfortunate for them, this pursuer was not going to show mercy to anyone in this area tonight, as the last thing they see is full moon rising behind him with a menacing glow imposed upon his face. His sky blue eyes held a cold and cruel gaze to them. Over the speakers a menacing snort is played. Then the crushing blow as his hoof crashes down upon the doomed adults, their once beautiful skinny to average bodies now turned into little more than useless gorey paste of flesh and shattered organs with bones dispersed.

The observing crowd watches the horrific sight via their jumbotrons, and their reaction was an initial gasp of awe.... but then it becomes one of a supportive cheer! A triumphant short yet primal whinny is heard as the mascot seeks further approval by stomping on a propane tank, causing his body to briefly be bathed in a kaiju film shot trope glow of orange hot fire from the small explosion at his hooves. Another snort sound is played. Or so the crowd thinks. This time though; it actually came from the mascot himself.

The destructive entity of rage and devastation would return to an area filled with people whom during his initial encirclement of destruction led them to believe he actually spared them... A sinister thought plays for the crowd "Oh how wrong these useless humans are"

Most of the terrified and fearful humans in this area of the city, scared by the initial pass by the titan made, were now huddled up in a tight area which housed a Kroger and a nearby building with a few well named stores like Five Below and Burlington, with a few local businesses sprinkled in. Those inside had clearly heard the loud sound of CLOP-THOOM and immediately started to try to find cover in a spot they thought to themselves they couldn't be seen. Though this would all be a hopeless quest for survival shortly for them....

Those in the small bundle of stores adjacent to the Kroger for the most part all screamed in fear. The mascot's sophisticated designed ears flick as he hears some of the tinies praying in hush tones. This absolutely enrages the looming behemoth as he squats and shouts to them with an intense ferocity in his voice "You fool. You think some sky daddy who trashy men decided to conceive out of their minds will save you..." The angry giant then turns around, folds his hands on his chest and states with icy coldness "Nobody can save you from the wrath of HoofQuake. Its time I proved that to you once and for all! Starting here and now!"

With that said, some people, closest to the front of the Five Below look out a window and up... just in time to see the equine mascot at first appear to give them the middle finger. But then they notice a blue and purple ring on that specific finger. The roof emanates a creepy purple and blue glow with rushing streaks of black and white. Then it peels back with ease, much to the dread of all inside. They knew they were fucked... until for a brief moment the equine mascot spots movement out of his peripheral vision from the nearby Kroger. The giant, now even more angry bellows out a growl of disgust and sends a parked moving box truck absolutely hurdling towards the sliding entrance and exit doors. As it becomes wedged in the entry canopy vertically he shouts towards those in the grocery store "Exit, try to exit your predicament, or even consider escaping your spot of entrapment... and I will make certain that your deaths are even more painful. Don't you dare challenge me to seeing just how gruesome I can make your last moments alive."

The towering male returns his gaze towards those behind him, and he says after a brief chuckle "As for you hopeless piles of so called humanity. Just know this as you die of my actions shortly. I was once like you. Weak. Pathetic. But now I am something better. Something nobody or nothing can dare to take away from me. I am the ultimate lifeform now." He then sits down with a resounding crashing thoom. The weight of the giant was instantly too much to bear as several hundred once well off humans were reduced to red splotches of mangled organs and bones nearly instantly. Becoming one with his ass, a visual reminder for the rest on this destructive tour that he was not an entity to be taken lightly or worse disrespected.

Unfortunately for those in the Kroger they too would meet their demise, as the imposing giant walks on over in front of their store, hoof like feet covering the entire parking lot as he would physically remove the roof, tossing it behind him, dislodging air conditioner units and sending those crashing down upon a cemetery. With a wicked gaze of evil delight on his snouted sophisticated mascot face and a smirk once more crossing his lips, he picks up the entire crowd of trapped humans and says "Time to get yourselves useful, inferior bodies of vulnerable flesh." He then uses his free hand to free his erection from his jockstrap pouch and dumps them into his urethral hole, moaning as he feels some of them bounce off the inner walls.

As he stands up and maneuvers his thick rock hard erection back into his jockstrap, he bellows a deep groan of building pleasure from the feeling of a group of little humans rapidly and violently becoming nothing more than thicker male sex fluids. Due to the intake his balls get to the crowd's sight at least, visibly bigger. He doesn't notice this at first but as he starts his walk east of the ripped apart empty of life Kroger, he grins toothily, feeling a subtle added amount of kinetic swing to his already normally hefty ballsack "Fuck you scared wimpy littles are more useful as cum to me!"

The one person destruction festival shortly hops north before finding a main road and following that east-northeast, his massive doomsday capable hooves destroying more buildings and causing an epic amount of explosions in the process. This delights the towering male as he laughs heartily and says to nobody in particular "You humans should learn to shut your fucking utilities off before I rumble on through! But in a way... glad you fail at that simple task because I like the glow of explosions.

Sure enough by this point darkness had fully overswept the area and while there still were areas of this city with power, many areas had no such power, meaning the only light they had was puny flashlights... or at the worst case scenario, the glow from this hateful entity's eyes is one of the last sources of light they see before dying spectacularly under his mass.

As for the crowd watching HoofQuake show off his wrath, sure most by this point had either used the bathrooms or gotten concessions at least once from the vendors and food trucks who showed up from Peoria, Campaign, even one as far away as Eau Claire Wisconsin; but the crowd was a dedicated and passionate group. One who wanted to see through to the inevitable finale to the wrath of this powerful mascot and as such, the bleachers remained as packed as they were when this spectacle first started. In fact those who dared look away now to check the time would see in some manner "9:30 PM."

Soon the humongous horse mascot stops walking near another high school. Unlike the first one a few steps prior, he gave this one more attention than a careless, almost mockingly unaware stomp. The titan smiles and acts like he's going to chew the grass from the football field but then gets dirt in his throat and heaves it all up in a gooey mess of green and other colors from his stomach acid which revolted against the dirt. The giant gives a blood chilling laugh of humor at his mistake for the show and says intensely "Yeah. That was still worth it. Fucking hate this stadium's design so in a way I improved it!"

As he continues his devastating destruction, HoofQuake squats and squints. A voice booms over the speakers again "Hm. America's Best Value eh. You'd think if they meant the words in that title they'd get a more prideful sign!" He shrugs and the speakers shudder with a cold sinister voice saying "Time to do some kinky renovations!" With that he picks up the entire hotel from its foundation, sending all who sought refuge inside into a frenzy. But their fates were sealed as soon HoofQuake turns to allow his ass to face the crowd. He then raises his beautiful equine modeled tail and... slowly while emitting powerful groans of desire, his eyes rolling slightly, he inserts the structure into his awaiting anus! It briefly surges open, almost instinctively knowing what's arriving as soon the building and the screaming fear stricken occupants disappear inside. Their screams rapidly silenced by the closing fleshy anus ring.

He stands up and pats his ass cheeks with an evil smile, saying "To borrow the line from.everyone's favorite horror franchise. It's time to play a game. Only this game is more intense. How long they live in my ass is up to them... mostly. The harder they struggle? The more my lower intestinal walls will move. If they wiggle too much...they'll become more bloody fleshy paste inside me. Ok and I might just wind up letting loose a fuck ton of creamy fluid from my shaft too. Depends on how they act in there."

HoofQuake grins as he stands up and notices a certain campus off to his backside five o'clock position relative to his stance right now. He decides to save that for later... and instead heads for northern downtown; where he as well as the observing crowd hears the rumble as well and starts chanting "Feed the HoofQuake! Feed. The. HoofQuake!" This causes him to snicker and say, back turned to the crowd "Ok. Dinner time it is! I might get a bit alcoholic as well; come to think of it" With that he walks over to a building labeled "Council on Aging" and promptly turns before sitting on it! He then says with a cruel chuckle "That'll speed up the old age group death rate a bit."

Soon the PA announcer says in a deadpan serious tone "Ok. Its halftime. You may go, stretch your legs. Do what you need to. That sort of thing. Please remember. HoofQuake will be sticking around after this is completed to sign autographs so please stand by afterwards if you want one! Also yes. You can of course stay seated and watch him eat too. If that's your thing."

At about 10:20 PM, the big guy finishes his dinner of a burger and curly fries, and sets down his empty cups of soda and Mai Tai, which a construction crane slowly drags away. HoofQuake then watches it rolls down one of the streets he destroyed. After it moves off set and out of any camera range, as it were, the big mascot grins and clops his hooves together which was the agreed to cue for cameras and audio equipment to resume recording post dinner break.

Now that he is a bit alcoholically impaired, HoofQuake takes a bit longer to stand up. He then picks up a building that seems to be an ax throwing attraction and throws it away from and behind him, chuckling as he hears the rapid silence of so many tinies in midair due to blunt force ax trauma before the building explodes among other already destroyed rubble.

After this explosive resumption to his destruction, he smirks and walks to the best of his ability, encountering a tiny river that looked more to him like a thin stream. He follows it with a slightly drunk chuckle, not even bothering to pick up his massive hooves to avoid his left one absolutely turning a 4 lane bridge into little more than mangled metal and other materials. Then his ears flick as he hears screaming from people he injured in this destructive act of slight drunkenness. He smirks as lowers his jockstrap to his feet and rapidly squats, crushing the tiny humans below him with intense force as they turn into red blobs on his ball sack. He then fondles himself, enjoying this latest act in a night of murderous destruction, sloppily pulls up his jockstrap and spies the last major target on his rampage. The crown jewel he has saved for his special grand finale: The college in the east central part of the city. He snickers and glares, down over his gut, still jiggling from his walk as he was working on digesting his meal and was full. His eyes turn violet red, and he says "You little fuck squeaks should be honored I saved you for last. You need to be taught a crash course in why you don't dare disrespect the one who can make planets tremble just by walking upon their surface! Now then. What do you useless piles of flesh say? Shall we get this fucking ball rolling?"

Meanwhile, tinies; some huddled in dorms, others in campus buildings and others even trying their luck under parking decks all whimper, cry, shake and huddle with each other. They have seen what this ravaging evil titan has done to the rest of their beloved college city. They knew they were going to die. It was only up to a variable of how painful of a death it would be for these last remaining tinies. There was no use in fleeing. All the roads out were scoured deeper than any tornado had achieved, and many streets by this point had debris all over making vehicular travel impossible. And even if they managed to get out of the city, where would they go. Where do you go when an entity who could seemingly hunt you down in hours from no matter where you are is determined to remove you from existing under his cruel terms?

HoofQuake smirks as he starts this last bit of major concentrated destruction off by taking off his jockstrap, revealing an erect cock. The tiny humans who dare to watch frown, for they know what is likely to happen. Either he will piss on them and they will die or he will jerk off and ejaculate... and you guessed it. They will die.

The angry mascot smirks as he was for better or worse, slightly drunk and very aroused. He then gets an idea and says in a cruel, nearly devilish tone "Ok. I want all surviving fraternity jock losers and sorority selfish disgraces to ladies to line up between my canyon like thighs. Failure to follow this command will make the rest of your students and staff's demise that much slower and demanding so do me a favor. Use your fucking brains for once in your bullshit self centered lives!"

The humans who fall into the requested categories start to sadly navigate from all over campus property to the location the enraged giant demanded. They were for the most part crying. However one, a baseball jock who thought it would be better to put up a fight walked over to the mascot's leg and tried to stab it with a steak knife. His blood runs cold and fear rushes over him as he sees that his weapon doesn't even get past HoofQuake's fancy white fur strands that his costume has.

The human's brown beige eyes soon gaze up and his body trembles as his vision is filled with the scowled enraged gaze of the towering titan. Hot musky air from HoofQuake's angry snort rushes over his body before lingering around like a clingy ex lover who just won't leave. The mascot then chuckles in an evil, foreboding manner before saying in a creepy soft tone. "You see. It's actions like that right there which make me glad I convinced those at the university who serves my interests to not allow fraternities or sororities. Because you fucks are all the same. No respect. Cliquèy. Pieces of trash that do not deserve a place in society to any extent! Now then. It's time to execute your punishment for trying to kill me. I hope you enjoy your last seconds, scum." With that he grabs the tiny male, holds him tightly in a fist, breaking several leg bones, ribs and both forearms in 20 places. He then brings the little guy to his mouth before wrapping his alien tongue around his throat, choking him to the point of unconsciousness. Then came the most gruesome finale maneuver in this rampage to this point. He puts the human halfway into his mouth and bites hard, sending blood squirting for a few miles as he then swallows both parts to the dead human whole. No use violently and enduringly chewing something 440 to 480 times smaller than you, especially when once to prove a point is hard enough to pull off!

With the point made, the towering doom bringing mascot snickers with pure hate seen on the look on his face as he scoops up the remaining obedient tinies, promptly shoving them down his urethral hole. He would moan and his hips spasm from the intense pleasure brought forth by struggling tinies only speeding up the time and ratcheting up the pain they'd feel as little did they know but when HoofQuake's balls get fondled or moved by other means, it causes the cum inside to react with their bodies more violently, making their digestion into thick cum more painful and rapid from the choppy sea of man milk. But it was too late for them to change their demise as in 2 minutes at most they were now all dead and digested into cum, not even bones remaining. The giant stands up and points his thick, violently throbbing cum bazooka at the mostly intact remains of the college property. He furiously pumps his shaft for 5 minutes, before with an epic thrust of his hips, he digs his hooves into the ground and bellows out a loud lustful neigh of desire, cum surging from his erection down on the main buildings of the campus.

Unlike the effect the cum had on human flesh, it does not show the same eroding effects on man made and non-human organic materials, as instead of dissolving, the campus buildings just get ripped apart by the force of the cumshot, its duration making things even worse for structural integrity, as by the time Hoof quake was done pumping out his load of cum from his full balls 10 minutes later, the entire campus was submerged in feet of cum, with less structurally reinforced or built buildings collapsing under the weight of the thick cum and its pressure put on external walls, and in some cases, rooftops.

HoofQuake then stands up, enjoying the sounds of silence. Sure he had killed everyone in this city but there was one last....

*Neigh. Two last cherries to add to this sundae of doom*

The mascot turns and walks away like that was the entirety of the show done. The crowd even prepares to give a mega round of applause... but even they were damn near fooled by this fake ending, as they spot his ring on his left hand aglow again. Then he too glows, and swells in size to 15 miles tall! The crowd ooohs in sheer awe at the new size of HoofQuake and politely observe their vision get filled by a massive hoof like shape which slams into the western side of the already well destroyed city.

Now fully pleased by his results, his ring glows again, saying in a whisper tone to not deafen the crowd "Ok lady of magic. Take this city back to once where it was placed." Upon saying those magical words, the destroyed remains get covered in a purple dome before it vanishes without a trace. Then HoofQuake shrinks steadily to 1500 tall, taking an excited bow as he hears the crowd enter a long period of applause and chanting "Go HoofQuake!" as the clock strikes midnight.

The following morning, with his costume air drying outside still due to its massive area of material, the human awakens from his slumber on his bed nude and hard. He turns on his TV to MSNBC and finds to his sick twisted delight, special coverage. The title of this report? Assault on Athens. The newscasters this morning discuss the devastation, how no survivors were found, and then they bring up a strange note that air pilots were only able to read from the air, placed beside what only was described as a large hoof print like crater point. The note said with purple ink in cursive:

"Let this be a warning lesson to other college town. You insult me and this is only the start of what damage I am capable of to your beloved communities."

Signed,

HoofQuake

He then smiles and changes the channel to a local 24/7 weather channel. The place on it? Some region called Cumberland in north central Tennessee. He then takes out a notepad and jots a note in it saying "Hoofquake's next vacation spot: Tennessee."