Skateboarding: The Musical ~ ON ICE (open)
Jan 9, 2016 21:41:38 GMT -5
Post by Maisie Pryce on Jan 9, 2016 21:41:38 GMT -5
"SO HELLO FROM THE OTHER SIIIIIIIIDE, I MUST HAVE CALLED A THOUSAND TIIIIIIIMES~!!!" Maisie crooned (off-key and out of tempo) as she careened over the concrete sidewalk that led to the courtyard. She'd been navigating some of the lesser known walkways for the better half of an hour trying to get a feel for the icy conditions and was more or less able to keep herself from slipping on the iced over parts. Luckily the school seemed to enjoy salting all the walkways so that made it ever so much easier to speed down them at breakneck speeds as she was wont to do.
She kept “singing” at the top of her lungs and took a jump down a set of stairs, barely missing a couple holding hands that were coming up. She was starting to get hungry, she should swing around the courtyard and head back to the cafeteria so that she could eat. As she decided that this decision was the best she saw that she was coming up to a part of the courtyard where she could circle on her skateboard without having to get off and turn around. However, she saw it just as she was hollering the rest of the chorus and wasn’t really in a position to change her direction so abruptly. As a result her skateboard wobbled beneath her, hit a snag and sent her tumbling head over heels into a nearby snowdrift that was thankfully deep enough and soft enough to accept her bodily sacrifice for the sake of her art and sport.
There was a muffled curse, a grunt and then another curse as she finally righted herself and stuck her head out of the snow. “THE COLD NEVER BOTHERED ME ANYWAY!” she howled at the top of her lungs in defiance of the winter weather. She patted her face to examine it. Other than a raw spot on the side of her forehead and her lip she wasn’t bleeding. She could tell that there would be some pretty nice bruises on her knees from her landing but other than that she did not seem to be overly hurt. She looked around to see if anyone had seen her and found that yeah…pretty much everyone in the area had seen her sail over the concrete, screeching “Hello” before she had spectacularly face planted.
Naturally Maisie did the only thing she could do in the situation. She took a bow.
She kept “singing” at the top of her lungs and took a jump down a set of stairs, barely missing a couple holding hands that were coming up. She was starting to get hungry, she should swing around the courtyard and head back to the cafeteria so that she could eat. As she decided that this decision was the best she saw that she was coming up to a part of the courtyard where she could circle on her skateboard without having to get off and turn around. However, she saw it just as she was hollering the rest of the chorus and wasn’t really in a position to change her direction so abruptly. As a result her skateboard wobbled beneath her, hit a snag and sent her tumbling head over heels into a nearby snowdrift that was thankfully deep enough and soft enough to accept her bodily sacrifice for the sake of her art and sport.
There was a muffled curse, a grunt and then another curse as she finally righted herself and stuck her head out of the snow. “THE COLD NEVER BOTHERED ME ANYWAY!” she howled at the top of her lungs in defiance of the winter weather. She patted her face to examine it. Other than a raw spot on the side of her forehead and her lip she wasn’t bleeding. She could tell that there would be some pretty nice bruises on her knees from her landing but other than that she did not seem to be overly hurt. She looked around to see if anyone had seen her and found that yeah…pretty much everyone in the area had seen her sail over the concrete, screeching “Hello” before she had spectacularly face planted.
Naturally Maisie did the only thing she could do in the situation. She took a bow.