From: Mushboom <garrett.green@home.com> Subject: [PW!] The Magic Show Date: Saturday, July 24, 1999 8:35 PM Darius was greeted with ringing bells and flashing lights. People sat on their stools, staring like zombies at spinning wheels hoping for a slight chance to get a jackpot. This disturbed him very much, some of the gamblers seemed to have been sitting there for weeks. Suddenly a crazed man came running up to him and grabbed him by the shoulders. "You gotta help me! Just a lend me a little money! I need coins!" he screamed. The security guard approached the man. "Sorry sir, if you don't have any money, get out!" he threw the man out onto the sidewalk. "What about you kid, got any money?" "Not much," Darius replied. "Then scat!" Darius was ushered from the Game Corner in a hurry and stood bewildered facing the door. He frowned and turned to walk down the street, the man who has thrown out as well was sobbing into his coin case. Just then, a distant sound caught his ear. First, it sounded like a young girl, then it changed to Prof. Oak, then to Bill, then to Officer Jenny. The young boy walked towards the sound and ended up at an outdoor stage. There were some blue torches and props here and there, not to mention a few people all ready sitting down. Darius shrugged to himself and took a seat in the front row, to his suprise there wasn't Professor Oak or any of the other famous people. Only a young man with a megaphone, after some more celeberity voices what seemed to be his real voice shouted out, "Come see Marvin the Magnificent for the magic show of your life!" Darius smirked, he always liked magic and was interested in seeing this magician. He set his gray denim backpack on the ground and relaxed in his chair. --------------------------------------------------------TBC----------------- --------------------------------------- -- "When you look this good, you don't have to know anything." -Fry, of Futurama "We're not retreating, we're advancing in another direction." -General A. MacArthur "Do not deny the power of cheese." -me "Jar Jar Binks sucks <bleep>." -me to my many differing cousins