by Wheelimus Prime » Sat Oct 31, 2009 3:30 pm
- Motto: "Seems Legit"
- Weapon: Sonic Umbrella
" Hello, ladies and gentlemen, our comentor, Mark Jameson and Professor Peirson are meeting with our dispatched mobile response unit at Groversmill, New Jersey to investigate a meteor crash. We bring you now to Groversmill, New New Jersey."
" Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Mark Jameson investigating the meteor object. Is this it? Yes, well the sheer power of this thing to tear up the entire field, was well, amazing. the diamter of the object is about, well, what would you say Professer Peirson?"
" About 20 feet by 10 feet," said Professor Peirson.
" Thank you, the bystanders are coming close to this dispite warnings from the police. A man is fighting with an officer, the man is losing," said the commentor," Do you hear that? it sounds like a low whining sound, now it is fluctuating. here, bring the microphone closer." A low whining sound comes from the meteor.
" Here is Mr. Turner, owner of the farm," said Mr. Jameson," what do you think of your visitor? ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Turner."
Mr. Turner mumbles something into the camera. " A little louder, please," said the comentor.
" Well, I was listening to the radio, and half sleeping. well, something on the radio about mars, and i was half--" started Mr. Turner.
" And then what happened?" asked the Mark Jameson, rushing the farmer.
" Well, as i was saying: i was half listening to the program about mars--" started Mr. Turner, again.
" Yes, and you saw and heard something, correct?" asked Mr. Jameson, interrupting the farmer again.
" Yes, and i heard a small hissing sound as it hit the ground," said Mr. Turner.
" Well, thank you, Mr. Turner. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Turner. hold on, the meteor is shifting around, it is litterally coming apart," said the comentor," Okay, i am at a safer distance now. the meteor now looks like a giant metalic man! wait, it's hand is shifting around. whoa, it just blew up our truck! Oh, it is looking right at me--" A large explosion goes off.
" Fellow viewers, due to reasons out of our control, we have lost contact with the mobile response unit. Please sit tight as we try andestablish contact with them. Until then, Habatchi and Fuege:" said the Anchorman, as music started up.
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