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Black Coyote
Level 1: 10 points
Alltime Score: 240 points
Last Logged In: July 22nd, 2008
TEAM: El Lay Zero TEAM: N's a Crowd


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Escape to the Camera by Black Coyote

July 13th, 2008 7:15 PM

INSTRUCTIONS: Set up a camera looking away from you.

Set the timer, and run into the frame.

When I looked at the instructions for this task the first thing that came to mind was "Hell, I could do this blindfolded."

I've never been so wrong.

I'm the kind of person who likes things difficult. I like to challenge myself in the hope that I'll be given the opportunity to learn and grow from the experience, often in the creation of art. This task presented itself as nothing short of a chance to set up a truly difficult challenge.

To begin, I pretty nicely injured my left tibialis anterior tendon coming down from one of the bonus checkpoints during last night's Journey to the End of the Night: L.A., and was consequently lacking alacrity. Regardless, I knew that I couldn't let that stand in the way of a good challenge.

I decided that I would take a shot through the vegetation guarding my front porch, so I heaved a hefty potted plant off of a stone pedestal outside of my front door, and picked an angle. It was at that moment that I realized that my camera had only two timer settings: Ten seconds, and three seconds. It also occurred to me that ten seconds would be too long of a time to get into frame. With that much time I could just as easily saunter! So I went for the more difficult option, obviously, and set the timer to three seconds ::Gulp!::



Placing the camera on the pedestal, my heart began to beat faster as a surge of pre-gimp-sprint-hobble adrenaline coursed through my veins.

I hastily hit the capture button and made my trajectory clear and to-the-point.



I ran away from the pedestal, down the front steps toward my car.



I made a right turn down the driveway past the Millennium Falcon, and faced the street at full speed.



Another right turn faced me to the West, and got me lined up for the home stretch.



I quickly spun around to face my foe, the camera adorned pedestal. Like a deer in the headlights I slammed on my proverbial brakes and felt a painful twinge jolt my left foot.

This probably wasn't the best idea. 

Even so, I thought the final product spoke for itself, so I triumphantly limped back inside.

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posted by Lincøln on July 22nd, 2008 5:58 PM

Nice work.