Awesome was walking down the street, minding his own business, when suddenly, with speed, a man attacked him. And quickly so. It was quite a surprise. And a shock. And even a horror. 'specially for Awesome, who never expected to be quickly attacked by a man with speed, suddenly, when minding his own business while walking down the street. That's the sort of thing Awesome does to you. Because he's awesome, right? But no, this man has no respect for those for whom respect is due. Namely, Awesome. And, quite frankly, this narrator is appalled at such poor behaviour. Bad manners. Rude, even. Some people, eh?

"Ahem. I'm being attacked here. Would you mind being a little more attentive, hmm?" Awesome asked.

"Yeah! I is tryin' to attack this man 'ere, and you is goin' on abou' some random nonsense or summit!" The attacker added.

"Hey, shut up, you! He's my narrator! Get your own!"

"Oh, righ'. Sorry man. My bad." The attacker lowered his head in shame.

"No worries. Anyway. Where were we? Oh, yes. You were attacking me." Awesome composed himself as one quickly being attacked by a man with speed, suddenly, when minding one's own business while walking down the street. And the man continued in his quickly attacking Awesome with speed, suddenly, when the latter was minding his own business whilst walking down the street.

"AHHHHHH!" Awesome screamed, like a girl. As he does.

"Oi!" Awesome retorted. Sorry, man. Ahem. Let's try that again. "Okay."

"AHHHHHH!" Awesome screamed, like a man. As he does. Like a war cry, almost.

"Much better!" With a shout like that, Awesome would no doubt have fitted in quite nicely with those 300 Spartan warriors. Dining in hell is the sort of thing Awesome might like. He always did enjoy a good barbecue. Especially when it's children on the grill. Except he didn't eat them, obviously. That's just wrong. What do you think he is?

"'ey! Shut it! You two are gettin' righ' on ma nerves!" The attacking man was starting to look a little angry. And furiously so, like. Could spell trouble for Awesome. 'cept, luckily, this man couldn't spell. As you can already tell. Forgetting his 'T's and everything. Tut tut.

"Grrr," the furiously angry attacking man growled. Like a lion. Or a tiger. But not like a bear. They have a different kind of growl. More like 'Grrr' than 'Grrr'. But that's clearly obvious. And then he snarled. Definitely like a tiger, no Panthera-ambiguity there. "WOULD YOU STUP UP!" He shouted, in all-caps, as the furiously angry are wont to do.

Sure, sure, whatever. If it makes you feel any better.

"YES, IT REALLY WOULD!" Again, with the all-caps. Don't you just want to shoot people like this in the face? And set them on fire? I would. Awesome would.

"Yes, I really would. Awesome likes setting people on fire after shooting them in the face. Or just one or the other. It's all good." Awesome affirmed his narrator's assessment. With that possibly making me the narrator's narrator. It all gets a little confusing at times. And by "little" I really mean "very". Right? Yes, right? I think. Right?

"Yes, right," Awesome confirmed. Good. Yes, good.

"Yes, good." Okay. Cool. Where were we? I think we were narrating Awesome's current situation, that being him being quickly attacked with speed, suddenly, by a man, when walking down the street whilst minding his own business. Or something to that effect. Quite possibly.

"Oh, and you forgot the bit about how the furiously angry illiterate commonly-all-caps-speaking definitely-tiger-like and possibly-lion-like man quickly ran away from Awesome with speed, suddenly." Awesome explained. Oh, really? Why did he do that? I don't know. What do you think? I don't know either. what do you think?"

"I think we scared him away. Awesome is, like, a crazy person. And stuff. Being that I have an apparently double-tiered narrator accompany me everywhere. Or something. And the rest of it."

Or maybe it's just because you're so awesome. Yes! I like that. You're too awesome for him to attack, and he realized this. You'd awesome him to death. And nobody wants to be awesomed to death. That would suck. But in an awesome kind of way.

"Yes. I am awesome. Really very much so. True story." Yes, true story.

True story.

Awesome, when you cane to me and asked to enter i wasn't sure on how to reply, this had originally started as a crew competition, but being one to not exclude others i decided ok why not, i am not going to exclude people who want to come to the streets and do the exact thing i am trying to promote. so with that said i wish you the best of luck.

Tommy sat there,drinking his morning coffee,listening to awesome.

That story was awesome,awesome.