Thursday, August 25, 2005

Starbucker: Super-swooper stupor

Fluke puts on his racing goggles...

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Dang! I can't see nothin'

FLUKE: (feeling around, talking to self) now, where's that swoop? There it is!...hey, this is soft and cushy.

AAYLA: Hey! *SLAP*

FLUKE: OOw! Uh, sorry! Can you point me in the direction of my swoop? Thx.

Fluke mounts his swoop and begins feeling around for the controls...

FLUKE: JJ! This is one awkward swoop! What's with these controls?

JJ: They're meant for you to be facing them, not sitting on them. *rolls flashlight eyes*

FLUKE: *ahem* well...that's not what I'm used to...

The young Founder of the New Jedi Order wannabe repositions himself, and goes to start up his swoop..... Sssssswwwwwooooop-swoop-woop-woop-woop *pfsuuuuuh*......ssssssswwwwwoooooop-swoop-swoop-woop-woop-woop *pfshuuuuh*

FLUKE: Hey, JJ! What's up with this hunk of Ronto toe?

JJ: hmm... well, if you engage the power coupling before you attempt to start it, then things may go smoother...

FLUKE: oh... *ahem* I mean, ...uh... why the outdated model? Couldn't you get something a tad more advanced. Pfft!

The bike starts up ... and the race begins! The young FotNJOw's bike revs up very loudly as the others take off.

FLUKE: (to self) WoW! this must have an awesome windshield! I can't feel any turbulence or anything... not even a slight breeze!

JJ: (yelling over Fluke's high revving engine) FLUKE! THE RACE STARTED!

FLUKE: I KNOW.... IT's AWESOME! Hey, ARE YOU ON A SWOOP?!?

JJ: NO!

The young FotNJOw raises his goggles and sees that the pack is well into the Dune Sea as he sits at the starting line

JJ: (pointing to a control switch ) YOU GOTTA FLIP THAT SWITCH THERE. BUT YOU MIGHT WANT TO EASE UP ON THE ACCEL....

and Fluke takes off like a bottle rocket! Almost falling back off the swoop...

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Regaining composure and holding on for dear life.

He begins gaining on the pack... finds little trouble maneuvering through the Sarlacc breeding ground and the first gate... and bolts through the Steaming Pits of Death, without even taking the time to look around. His mind is focused, his senses are alert only to the race, his spidey underoos are riding up, and yet his concentration is not broken...

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The eyes of determination...

He begins overtaking a few, gaining on the main pack as he dodges flying obstacles at Assassin's Arch and weaves and turns through Beggar's Canyon at break-neck speed...

He clears the final gate, and sheds his helmet...


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The wind whips him full force

- hunkering down as hard as possible - throwing his all into the throttle - his teeth, his fingers, his toes and his butt: All clenched as he's never clenched them before...

...and what's this! The finish line is in sight! Only a couple more to pass! And he's continuing to gain!

...and at the finish line, it's....?

4 Comments:

Blogger JawaJuice said...

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line...
Engines pumping and thumping in time...
The green light flashes, the flags goes up...
Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup...
They daftly maneuver and muscle for rank...
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank...
Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns...
Their prowess’s potent and secretly stern...

He's going the distance!
He's going for speed!

11:08 AM, August 25, 2005  
Blogger flu said...

durn! I knew my post was missing somethin'!

2:22 PM, August 25, 2005  
Blogger Nic said...

DOn't know why I like that song, but I have always liked it since it came out a few years back. Thanks JJ for the nostalgia!

11:41 AM, August 26, 2005  
Blogger JawaJuice said...

Cake!
Cake is good.

5:19 PM, August 26, 2005  

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