Suddenly, the prybar snaps. Metal shavings fly everywhere. The upper half, between the lock and the staple, falls to the ground with a thunk.
Physique
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Suddenly, the prybar snaps. Metal shavings fly everywhere. The upper half, between the lock and the staple, falls to the ground with a thunk.
Your muscles do not know. This shouldn't happen. You're sure the wood looked weak.
You know it in your lungs where the pressure should vibrate, in your heart that's alone, and in your solar plexus where the hits should land... so does every chordate animal...
Even dancing to this beat before, you knew it in your lungs where the pressure wasn't bursting. And in your heart that was alone and in your solar plexus where the hits should have landed... so does every chordate animal:
Inside your chest, the heart beats still with the after-effects of the sound. Imagine if you could harness that power... making it pulse.
Vibrations thump through your blue soul. The music sounds much better in the church.
No, that would be silly. Your body isn't for thinking. It's for robust, wholesome things. Things like discus, javelin, and 400 metre hurdles. Mmm... discus.
I think you might know the answer...
You can't just leave it without a bass track!
You feel it. The anodes and the cathodes coursing through you -- your big toe starts tapping along to the bass, as if testing the waters...
Audio waves thump against your rib cage. The speaker set-up makes everything sound much better... but the BEAT is still so weak.
Audio waves thump against your rib cage. The speaker set-up makes everything sound much better... but there's a noticeable lack of something.
He's taking your measure. Like an ideological boxer stepping into the ring.
A little ice on it will keep the swelling down. He'll be fine in a day or two.
If you were trying this against an actual opponent, it would be a meagre, embarrassing effort.