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[hell_wheel]

A] Action!

[There is an old man at the school gym, after hours.

He is practicing basic martial art stances and basic katas.

Complaining to no one in particular.]

I have been old for so long, I forgot what it's like to actually feel old.



B] Phone!

I am attempting to entertain the child I have been put in charge of.

Can someone kindly explain to me how American Football works?



C] Action!

[It is cold, raining and windy out today.

A friendly old man notices you heading to work, or to school, and pulls up along-side you.]

Need a ride? It is a miserable day for walking.



D] Action! - After regains.

[It's nice out. There isn't a cloud in the sky. The day looks to be a peaceful one.

Except for that large, flaming, wooden cart wheel flying down the road. Is that a face on it, screaming in anger?]
(I could not find a good pic of Hell Girl - Wanyudo's wheel so this will do for now.)

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[pastapasta_i_love_pasta]

[Guess who's walking down the street without a care in the world? One Italy Veneciano, happily "Ve-ing" his way to a friends. Good weather, even in Mayfield, makes Feli cheerful because it means that it's a good day for a siesta! Hopefully with nice dreams of pasta, pizza and pretty girls...

Caught up in his own world, Feli doesn't even notice that he's stepped directly into the path of an oncoming, angry-looking wheel. Not until he hears the screaming, looks up and freezes for a mini second.

Residents around Mayfield may wonder whether there is a screaming competition going on today, because Feli's shrieking is bursting ear drums. He practically grows wings on his feet as he turns tail and hurtles himself down the street.]

GEEEEEERRRRRRMMMMMMAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNYYYYYY~~!!

[So much for a peaceful day.]

[hell_wheel]

[He's still blazing a trail down that road. The poor nation infront of him just happens to be in the way.

It's been a long time since he tormented travelers.

Giving chase.]

RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

[pastapasta_i_love_pasta]

[The giant wheel of doom is might just have to put in overtime. Feliciano's fantastic at running away from the enemy; it's his speciality. The scarier the enemy, the faster he runs, and boy is this monster frightening the poor kid. Feli's just going to continue screaming through Mayfield for someone to rescue him. Unfortunately he hasn't regained his Nation body yet, so human stamina doesn't allow him to run that long at that speed. Eventually Feli's going to tire, and he makes the mistake of turning into a dead-end.]

[hell_wheel]

[Wanyudo is actually enjoying the chase, even if it doesn't look that way.

Tearing off after the fast runner. Soon, the poor kid hit a dead end.

Wanyudo doesn't slow, flying at him at top speed and...

... vanishing at the last moment. Leaving behind a trail of quickly fading fire on the pavement.

From behind Feliciano, a deep grating voice speaks up.]

You should learn to pay attention to your surroundings.

[Yep, the wheel is behind him now. Towards the dead end. The hub is facing Feliciano and that large angry face is glaring.]

[pastapasta_i_love_pasta]

[Feli doesn't even dare turn around. He cowers right on the spot and hides his head in his hands and whimpers. But the deep voice nearly causes him to pass out in fright and he shrieks even more.]

No, please don't hurt me!! I'm not a tomato box fairy, I mean, I don't want to die, please don't hit meeeeee!!!

[hell_wheel]

Maybe I will set you on fire and drag your soul to hell!

[The voice shouts, but now is teasing. Not like htere was a hell in this place anyways.]

[pastapasta_i_love_pasta]

[Shouting is still shouting, and that scares poor little North Italy a lot. He's going to start wailing now, thanks Wanyudo.]

I don't want to go to hell it's scary and painful and full of fire!!