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Post by Cornelius Robinson on Apr 2, 2009 11:48:28 GMT -5
*ADULT LEWIS*
His head was just spinning, but the room was perfectly still. Odd! Even the faintly dancing shadows that played against the walls seemed cowed and indifferent, and the only sound to be heard was the excited panting of the inventor’s quickened breath. He barged through the door, letting out a cry of success, frightening those who heard him.
“I have done it!” he declared passionately, pulling a somewhat startled man to him, bestowing him with a rough kiss on the cheek. The eccentric genius was literally prancing about the café before emerging out to this hilarious imitation of America and letting out another grateful cheer. The crazed, passionate man was dirty with dirt, twigs, and even tiny sticks.
His ship was complete! Oh, joy! He was so happy, he hadn't noticed the pole in front of him until too late. He smacked into it and blinked. He thrust a finger in the air...
...annndd collapsed.
He was down, but his smile never ceased to linger on those lips. Cornelius rose slowly and leaned against the pole.
"You're getting old, Cornelius. Watch yourself." He told himself, shaking his head.
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Post by Panchito on Apr 2, 2009 17:48:54 GMT -5
<Okay if I join?>>
Hearing a commotion while on his way somewhere else, Panchito spotted un extraño hombre dancing around in the street. The vacquero had to hurry over to see what the excitement was about.
Here was a man covered with dirt, yelling, dancing, and finally, knocking his head into a nearby pole. "Loco," said the rooster, laughing, "but muy divertido!"
Panchito applauded the show, shouting "Otra vez! Again, senor!"
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