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• Becoming a Moderator on OtakuBoards, starting up my own production company with my best friend Dan.
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• I liked the Mysterious Cities of Gold before I did Pokemon, but Pokemon was the first Japanese Anime I really liked.
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Wednesday, May 5, 2004

*whee... BANG!*
One performance down, three to go ^_^

For a first night, this went really really well. Although there was one really scary moment...

There's a bit where I (as a drunk bloke) have a fight with another drunk bloke and one of the bouncers pulls me off and throws me to the back. So, it got to that scene, and I'm grabbed.

It's a rather awkward position- I've got one hand up in the air behind my back and I'm kind of bent over diagonally backwards; I could hardly say my line.

But I did, and then came the throw.

With all of us being on somewhat of an adrenaline rush for the performance and that fantastic reactions we were getting from the audience, it was hardly surprising that what happened next actually happened.

I was hurled, into the air. I left the ground. I left it good and proper, flying through the air with all the grace of a disorientated flying cow. The force was much harder than it was for any of the rehearsals.

WHAM!

I hear the audience gasp in horror.

I hit the floor with my left side, and instantly I can't move. Breath, limbs- nothing. I can feel a tingling sensation throughout the whole of the left side of my body.

Jez (another drunk bloke) lands on top of me and whispers if I'm alright.

"No."

"What?"

"I can't move."

He grabs my fingers. "Can you feel that."

"Uh... yeah, yeah I can." Thank God. I hadn't broken anything.

"What about your toes?"

"I think they're alright."

Slowly, he pulls me into a standing position an I feel incredibly dizzy. I lean against the back wall and right myself, trying to get rid of the aching electric pain in my jaw and the throbbing feeling in my head.

After a few seconds I'm feeling alright again- at least alright to be able to shout the next few lines and start a rugby chant.

It doesn't hurt anymore, but I've honestly not been more frightened on stage ever. Thankfully thought, it was in black and hardly anything could be seen.

At the end I found out what the audience thought when it happened. Someone said that I wasn't moving, which scared the Director. In retrospect, it was actually quite funny. But I told the thrower that it would be nice not to be hurled quite so hard next time ^_^;

Yeah, they loved it. Really really enjoyed it. And so did I, actually. The audience reactions were fantastic, which makes the energy of the scenes that much easier to keep up. I hope we'll be able to do that well tomorrow...

...after I've had some painkillers and a good night's sleep, hehe ^_^;
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