WHO: Terrorsaur
ttlypredleader, Cheetor
yourlittleguy and Mog
mistermoogleWHERE: Starting at Terrorsaur's apartment, it moves to an abandoned lot...somewhere in the City
WHEN: January 18th - HIGH NOON
WARNINGS: None, save for violence and ~*dance*~
SUMMARY:
Terrorsaur lied his way into some trouble in Cheetor's break dancing post. He thinks it's over. It's not.
FORMAT: Quicklog
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All it takes is a running head start, and then off he goes! Up the side of the wall, vault to the opposite building, get a running start on the ledge, jump, land, lather, rinse, repeat, until he's very uncomfortably high up. What he wouldn't give for those jets he used to have in his sides.
But half of this is in the presentation, so off he goes, across the ledge, his hands in his pockets, until he gets to Terrorsaur's window, and "knocks."
BAM! BAM! BAM!]
Hey! Birdbrain!
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You! What the slag do you think you're doing, furball?! [Pause, he starts looking a little uncomfortable] And how did you find me?!
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[Cheetor jabs a thumb backwards.]
So, come on.
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..."Come on"?
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