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re_alignment2013-06-11 05:24 pm
rednotbluethx) wrote in re_alignment2013-06-11 05:24 pm
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[Hello, everyone. This is Frenzy, and welcome to Jackass.]
[Frenzy is currently sitting in a rusty old grocery cart. The front is padded with dirty, flat pillows, a blanket full of holes, and a stuffed animal rabbit that looks like it went through an incinerator, tied together and in place with frayed ropes. The cart is tipped forward, pointed down a very steep, long hill, kept back only by a bungee cord anchoring it to a heavy rock.]
[Frenzy shoves a safety helmet on his head. It's made for human adults, but it's large enough. It's also a lovely shade of neon pink. He finishes strapping the helmet into place and finally acknowledges the camera with a big grin and thumb's up; it's a semi-tight fit in the cart, and he reaches over, fussing with the bungee cord before finally untying it from the cart's leg.]
[And off Frenzy and the cart go. There's a lot of whooping and shouting as the old thing bounces and rolls at insane speed down that very fierce drop. Faster and faster, with Frenzy's hands thrown in the air like he's on a roller-coaster, dropping them only to steer or keep the cart upright the few times it jolts to the side.]
[It is not a terribly long ride. The cart speeds onward from the drop and then violently crashes into one of the police headquarter's walls. The sounds of impact are enough to make one wince and grimace. The padding did nothing, and the cart flips forward as it caves in, ejecting Frenzy; Frenzy hits the wall with his entire body, head first, cracking the helmet deeply, before falling back, rolling a few feet on the ground, and then standing. He promptly sways before catching his balance; rubs the cracked helmet then grins at his device, which has managed to capture all of this near perfectly.]
Slag! I don't even feel a thing! [A big big smile] Rate it a 10 or I'll cut off yer afts.
[Frenzy is currently sitting in a rusty old grocery cart. The front is padded with dirty, flat pillows, a blanket full of holes, and a stuffed animal rabbit that looks like it went through an incinerator, tied together and in place with frayed ropes. The cart is tipped forward, pointed down a very steep, long hill, kept back only by a bungee cord anchoring it to a heavy rock.]
[Frenzy shoves a safety helmet on his head. It's made for human adults, but it's large enough. It's also a lovely shade of neon pink. He finishes strapping the helmet into place and finally acknowledges the camera with a big grin and thumb's up; it's a semi-tight fit in the cart, and he reaches over, fussing with the bungee cord before finally untying it from the cart's leg.]
[And off Frenzy and the cart go. There's a lot of whooping and shouting as the old thing bounces and rolls at insane speed down that very fierce drop. Faster and faster, with Frenzy's hands thrown in the air like he's on a roller-coaster, dropping them only to steer or keep the cart upright the few times it jolts to the side.]
[It is not a terribly long ride. The cart speeds onward from the drop and then violently crashes into one of the police headquarter's walls. The sounds of impact are enough to make one wince and grimace. The padding did nothing, and the cart flips forward as it caves in, ejecting Frenzy; Frenzy hits the wall with his entire body, head first, cracking the helmet deeply, before falling back, rolling a few feet on the ground, and then standing. He promptly sways before catching his balance; rubs the cracked helmet then grins at his device, which has managed to capture all of this near perfectly.]
Slag! I don't even feel a thing! [A big big smile] Rate it a 10 or I'll cut off yer afts.
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[Someone has actually made her grump a bit. Amazing talent you have their Frenzy]
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