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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SHOW YOUR MOVES )
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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Better get going, then, he's waiting. [Cheetor climbs out of the window, but he's still holding it open with his forearm. No slamming it shut and locking it, Terrorsaur!]
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[He floats down to the ground, where he glares at Mog.] Turn that rubbish off!
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So, where's this going down?
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[sho' nuff - it's a parking lot. he's already got some cardboard set up there, like he's seen some other people do]
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C'mon, Terrorsaur. I'm waiting for the show.
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You want a show, you let me go first, kupo! Then Terrorsaur can try and top me and I can go again and you can judge the winner, okay?
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Very well. Get on with it then...!
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Whenever you're ready, Mog, let 'er rip.
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[and he turns on the music - it starts with Stamp on the Ground, but he takes a few moments to find another - before he starts, well-]
[for only being here so long, he's got a knack for picking up new moves. and styles. nuff said.]
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My turn. [He starts trying various spinning moves. While his transitions were clumsy, somehow his spins were incredibly smooth.]
[Maybe a little too smooth.]
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