Lone Rice reached the street light [there was only one] and looked discretely around for the portapotty she was supposed to change in. Spotting it, she dove into it, literally, and quickly changed into her custom made rice grain suit. She kicked the door down and ran back to the street light.
"Citizens of North of Plate Street Street --" she shouted, stopping abruptly when she realized her built-in microphone wasn't on. She flipped the tiny switch and resumed.
"CITIZENS OF NORTH OF PLATE STREET STREET! It is I, Lone Rice! Due to your lack of talent in street naming, I have come to wreak havoc!"
She promptly pulled her SuperSonicRiceBlaster2050 out of nowhere and put it on cruise control. Grains of raw rice of all shapes and sizes (she doesn't discriminate) blasted away at innocent bystanders.
NO ONE could stop her now, muahahaha!
Edited by Adelaine Beaumont, 01 October 2011 - 10:03 PM.













