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Post by wiggles on Dec 25, 2005 23:20:45 GMT -5
Pees on busted up car
"Woof!"
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Post by ikarus on Jan 13, 2006 14:54:16 GMT -5
BBRRRRUUUUUMMMMM....BRRRR.....BBRR...PuTT...putt...put...puttt....put....
Ikarus rolls into town after finally finding some gas in a car. Unfortunately, it was nearly gone by the time he got to Needles. He begins checking other cars when he hears a muffled sound. Looking carefully for whatever made the sound, he sees nothing. Just to be on the safe side, Ikarus lays a little food on the ground a short distance away, hoping that whatever was out there would eat the food and not him... but he kept his guard up, just in case.
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Post by wiggles on Jan 17, 2006 22:36:31 GMT -5
wiggles rustles though trashcans almost religiously this night like every other and hears a foreign sound off in the distance so he hides in the alleyway unsure of what was comming.
"low growl"
as the bike rolls up to the curb and the stranger walks out, Wiggles knew this one was differnt, he smelled different, wasnt sure if he liked it but never smelled it before.
seeing the stranger put food out was curious and wiggles isnt sure if its a trap so he decides to investigate the person first.
Sneaks up to the stranger as quietly as his three legs will carry him...
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Post by ikarus on Jan 18, 2006 16:07:56 GMT -5
Thinking he hears something, Ikarus turns around and scans the area...nothing. He shrugs and turns back to checking cars.
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Post by davel on Jan 23, 2006 18:23:19 GMT -5
A young man parks his hand-drawn cart in the center of town. W/out saying a word he unfolds, unpacks, and otherwise sets up a make-shift stage.
People walking by have stopped to see what he's doing, but he still hasn't said a word. He's wearing a jumpsuit, which is normal enough, but over it is a long black cape. And a strange hat on his head.
Finally, he finishes. He gets up on the stage.
"Ladeez en jennelmeh!" he declares in a voice that carries, though he is not actually shouting. "Boisengurls! Chilljrun of all ages! Step right up to see the one! The only! Madson The Magnificent!"
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Post by ikarus on Jan 24, 2006 17:32:40 GMT -5
Hearing the speech, Ikarus gives up searching for gas for the moment and goes to see what all the ruckus is about. He sees a guy in a strange hat and cape.
"Hmmm...could be he know sometheeng" Ikarus mutters. What is it that the strange man could know? Something about Ikarus's own past, perhaps. Whatever happened, Ikarus would be paying attention.
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Post by davel on Jan 25, 2006 18:27:41 GMT -5
The self-styled Madson The Magnificent performs various tricks. Cards seem to appear and disappear. He escapes handcuffs and a rope.
"For this next miracle, I will need a volunteer from the audience! Don't be shy! How's about...you?!?"
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Post by ikarus on Jan 25, 2006 23:08:26 GMT -5
Ikarus is utterly surprised by this man and his abilities. He is even more surprised at the reaction Madson makes upon seeing him.
"You know sometheeng aboot mee?" Ikarus asks, hoping not to seem too anxious. After all, if you can't remember your own past, there's no telling what might be there. He pushes forward through the crowd, but hesitates just in front of the stage, unsure of whether to go up or not.
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Post by davel on Jan 26, 2006 21:58:55 GMT -5
"Come on up here, don't be shy. Think of a two-digit number. Tell the rest of the audience, go down and whisper it. Don't let me know. "Now add the two digits together, and subtract that from the original two-digit number. This'll give you a one- or two-digit number. If it's one digit put a zero in front of it to make it a two-digit number. Now add these two digits together. "Yes. I think I see the final number. It's a single-digit... "A high single digit... "Your final number is.... "[glow=red,2,300] NINE![/glow]"
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Post by ikarus on Feb 8, 2006 12:32:17 GMT -5
Ikarus's eyes widened "How...how you know?" This guy really must be magical, he hoped this Madson guy didn't realize Ikarus had picked a few pockets in the crowd.
{{OOC: sorry I've been gone so long-I'm redoing my room, which makes it sorta hard to get to my computer}}
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Post by carriondawn on Feb 8, 2006 17:06:20 GMT -5
((OOC: he's a witch! burn him!))
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Post by davel on Feb 8, 2006 21:41:27 GMT -5
Madson does a few more feats to astound and confound. At the end he passes a hat. "If you enjoyed the show, won't you please spare a few bottle caps for a wand'ring performer? "And if not, won't you please spare a few bottle caps for a desperate wand'ring performer?"
He puts his stage away.
A few people still stand around him as he pulls his cart away. He notices in particular one young man, whom he had shanghai'd into volunteering, looking at him oddly.
"Something I can do for you, son? Show's over."
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