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Posted December 5, 2013
World27 part ten
As the kid flew towards the hole, his scream echoed and bounced off the huge gym walls. As he met the opening, suddenly he flew right back up as if bouncing on a trampoline. Then came back down, then up, then down and up again until he came to a bouncing stop on the apperentley invisible trampoline 20 feet down from the floor level. Then the lights shut off. A spotlight turned on in the far corner of the houge gym. Rap music started to play on liud speakers hanging from the cieling. Then who i assumed was mr. Sram stepped into the spotligt and atarted singing the party retro version of that old song threft shop from the 2010's or something. Oh, i should have told you, its the year of 2069 around christmas. Anyway, he started singing the whole song, which none of us new, and just kind of tryed not to laugh at the 56 year old man woth a headband and running shorts on shake his hips to the song and scream into the microphone. When the song finished, he bowed and we kind of clapped nervousley, wondering if he had noticed the next opening chords of a happy sweet - songy love song which was next on his playlist of favorites, which we could all see now that the song had stopped and the application had unzoomed autimaticaly to his favorites, which contained GANGNUM STYLE, CALL ME MAYBE, TREASURE, SHE WILL BE LOVED and TROUBLE. One boy laughed out loud and pointed at the favorites, and in turn a hatch opebed up in the floor beneath him and he flew down in the middle of a yelp, into a hole seven feet down. He clawed and jumped to grab the top with no success until mr. Sram's voice boomed out through the speakers and in little mini loud speakers in the walls in the hole. "TELL ME WHO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON IN THIS CLASS, BECAUSE I KNOW YOU HAVE ONE, AND I WILL UP THE PLATFORM!" Mr. Sram said softly into the microphone, which did not come out as soft through the blasting speakers. The boy did not reply. The voice screamed again at him to say who. Again, no answer. A detention slip popped out from the wall in the hole. The boy glumly plucked it from the its clasp as the platform began to ascend. As the boy stepped back onto the level ground, the platform, that was holding the other boy, who was happily bouncing around, up and off of walls, doing flips, boucing high enough to peek over the edge, and the boy jumped and landed on solid ground. Next part coming! DarksunstarWas this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted June 15, 2013
Posted June 12, 2013
-=-Faithclan Warriors Tree Nest-=-
A nest the size of three eagles nests; strewn with owl feathers; small pelts act as blankets. The walls and cieling are made by woven vine and straw.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.