For those of you who didn’t tune in last week, Deana Barnhart is hosting an awesome blogfest this month. And this week’s challenge is we’re all building a story together. If you’d like to read the story from the start, visit Nata. However, I’m taking my cues from the
link right before mine.

On top of continuing the story, I’ve been tasked with writing an action scene and including the words: awesome, dress, flake.

So…here goes ^_^

“…bike. Not one of those pussy bikes you see chugging down a suburban street, but an awesome hog with a massive engine.” Roddern shoved his hands in his pockets, surveying their surroundings as if such a thing would just appear.

Dio pursed her lips. “You men … it’s all about food, and size with you, isn’t it? Fine.” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and a loud roar sounded outside their tiny cell. Whoever thought it would be funny to grant her the power to do whatever she wanted, as long as it didn’t impact her directly, wasn’t as funny as they thought.

“Wicked.” Roddern grinned. A chain appeared in his hand, and then vanished again, followed by a clang outside the car. The bike engine revved and tires squealed. Though she couldn’t see it, Dio wondered if she’d overdone it on the motorcycle as the car lurched, spinning out of control.

Dio screamed, fists hammering at the trunk, the vibrations making the gut wrenching ride even worse until the ride ended with the sound of crunching metal on wood. She climbed out, wincing as the tree that had stopped them rained flakes of wood onto her dress. She opened her mouth to speak, her eyes growing wide in horror when she saw something just behind Roddern.

Check out the next lucky participant, picking up where I left off.