Walking away from the man named Paul and the scary clowns, Emilio saw an interesting looking character quickly dart into an alley with a man that greatly resembled Charlie Sheen. He followed them, curious about what they were doing. He peeked around the corner and saw Charlie take out a bag of a white powdery mixture.
Oh, well isn't this just great.
Emilio cleared his throat, making his presence known, and Charlie and the gothic girl gasped.
"What do you want?" Sheen nervously asked as he quickly hid the bag in his pocket.
"I know what you're doing. I could have you arrested for that. But instead of doing that, I propose an agreement."
"What do you propose?" the gothic girl asked.
"Well I need a little help with something, and what I need help with can also not be discussed with the police. If you help me out, I won't tell them what I just witnessed. What do you think?" He said and waited for the girl's reply.
Monday, March 28, 2011
6- Grease, Explosions and Crazy Smiles
Finally escaping the Ferris wheel, Emilio headed in the direction of the man he saw by the tree. Stepping over animal poop and quickly darting a man walking precariously on stilts, Emilio came face to face with an orange-haired, big-nosed clown with an oh-so-fake smile plastered to his obviously frowning face. Emilio shuddered and quickly ran around the clown, almost losing his footing. He noticed a man cowering near him, obviously also in fear of the scary make-up covered circus freaks.
Poor guy needs some help in this place.
Emilio continued onto his destination when a strange smell began to seep into his nostrils. Looking up, he witnessed a large explosion of smoke come from the food trailer. He wanted to help clean up the mess, but he had to find the man he was looking for before it was too late.
Poor guy needs some help in this place.
Emilio continued onto his destination when a strange smell began to seep into his nostrils. Looking up, he witnessed a large explosion of smoke come from the food trailer. He wanted to help clean up the mess, but he had to find the man he was looking for before it was too late.
5- On Top of the World
After leaving the apartment, Emilio heard strange noises and glowing lights coming from down the street. He sped quickly towards the mystery and came upon a crazy sight. Men in strange costumes were breathing fire and swallowing swords. Strange animals were running around and scavenging for food in trashcans. He parked his motorcycle, grabbed the box, and headed towards the ticket booth. After purchasing a ticket, Emilio began to look for the man whose picture he was given.
What is she DOING?
He watched a brightly haired woman jump on stage and begin belting out the lyrics of one of his least favorite singers.
Ugh! Someone please make her stop!
He stopped and watched her for a minute as she performed and sang out in a beautiful voice. "Great job! But could you choose a song we want to hear?" he shouted at her. She continued singing, so he walked away, heading towards the Ferris wheel looming in the distance. Climbing on the ride, he hoped he would be able to see around the city a little better. Once he was on top of the world, he looked around as the Ferris wheel came to a screeching halt. To his left standing next to a tree, he saw the person he was looking for. He smiled gleefully and began to squirm in his seat, ready to get off the ride. "Hey! What's going on with ride?" someone shouted next to him. Realizing he was going to be on the ride for awhile, Emilio leaned back in his seat making himself comfortable. Reaching his hand across the seat, he pulled his precious box towards him and closed his eyes, thinking about what he would do when he finally met the person standing next to the tree.
What is she DOING?
He watched a brightly haired woman jump on stage and begin belting out the lyrics of one of his least favorite singers.
Ugh! Someone please make her stop!
He stopped and watched her for a minute as she performed and sang out in a beautiful voice. "Great job! But could you choose a song we want to hear?" he shouted at her. She continued singing, so he walked away, heading towards the Ferris wheel looming in the distance. Climbing on the ride, he hoped he would be able to see around the city a little better. Once he was on top of the world, he looked around as the Ferris wheel came to a screeching halt. To his left standing next to a tree, he saw the person he was looking for. He smiled gleefully and began to squirm in his seat, ready to get off the ride. "Hey! What's going on with ride?" someone shouted next to him. Realizing he was going to be on the ride for awhile, Emilio leaned back in his seat making himself comfortable. Reaching his hand across the seat, he pulled his precious box towards him and closed his eyes, thinking about what he would do when he finally met the person standing next to the tree.
Friday, March 25, 2011
4- A Close Crash
Emilio woke up in a daze lying on his couch to the jarring sound of a football announcer screaming into his microphone while the Falcons made a touch down.
What do Americans see in this crap?
He sighed and slowly unfolded from his crumpled position. Looking out of the window, he saw something white falling from the dark sky. It took him a few moments to realize that it was actually snowing...
I have to go out in THIS weather?
He walked over to his closet and rummaged around for a heavier jacket instead of his normal leather, motorcycle jacket. He stopped midway through his search when something caught his eye. A midsized box was sitting in the back of his closet.
I could have sworn I put this somewhere else....
The occurrences of the previous day came crashing into his mind like a train going full speed with malfunctioning brakes. He quickly leaned down and swept up the package, hugging it to his chest.
I won't chance leaving you here.
Hurriedly he put on the warmest jacket he could find and fled from the apartment to his motorcycle in the parking garage below. Tying his package to the back of the bike, he realized he had forgotten his helmet.
Oh well. I'll be fine.
He revved the engine and screeched out of the parking deck, quickly turning the corner he was startled by the jaguar parked precariously in front of him. Swerving, he missed hitting the car and continued on his way to carry out his dangerous task.
What fool leaves a nice car like that just parked for anyone to take?
What do Americans see in this crap?
He sighed and slowly unfolded from his crumpled position. Looking out of the window, he saw something white falling from the dark sky. It took him a few moments to realize that it was actually snowing...
I have to go out in THIS weather?
He walked over to his closet and rummaged around for a heavier jacket instead of his normal leather, motorcycle jacket. He stopped midway through his search when something caught his eye. A midsized box was sitting in the back of his closet.
I could have sworn I put this somewhere else....
The occurrences of the previous day came crashing into his mind like a train going full speed with malfunctioning brakes. He quickly leaned down and swept up the package, hugging it to his chest.
I won't chance leaving you here.
Hurriedly he put on the warmest jacket he could find and fled from the apartment to his motorcycle in the parking garage below. Tying his package to the back of the bike, he realized he had forgotten his helmet.
Oh well. I'll be fine.
He revved the engine and screeched out of the parking deck, quickly turning the corner he was startled by the jaguar parked precariously in front of him. Swerving, he missed hitting the car and continued on his way to carry out his dangerous task.
What fool leaves a nice car like that just parked for anyone to take?
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