Dust gathering on the coins is dust better spent clogging up the system. Television breaks out the mojo with every bit of quiet stirring something ill in the streets. Precursors and warnings to all about the peace that appears to be shrinking ever so constantly.
Now, here comes a mutant that doesn't want any part of the evil machinations and schemes of Ransik's lot. Trouble is, the fibre of his being makes the motley crew think otherwise and it's a battle to stand up for what's right. Or at least, in the very least, what's right to the self if that in no way inflicts harm on others. Sad little tale to his back story, leaves a bubblegum feel spotting the visual on this blue.
Like when jet packets strap themselves onto RoboCop, the power roller blades, wings and helmet on the Quantum Ranger in his Mega Battle Armour are just out of this bowl of noodle soup. Strange etiquette to hold everything in a loner's hand, but the loner's hand isn't without want for the touch of others. Another straight up dose of the mellow and the reflection, this time on the state of single play.
Back again with Lucas behind the wheel and this time, it's a far better excursion. One with a history to rival and breeds the tension as Dash makes his skills more than known. Tomato sauce on a banana looks like one sordid tasting snack, Must remember for next time.
Monday, 25 December 2006
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