BF1 Marty McFly

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You skateboard to Doctor Emmett Brown's house, it's more like a garage converted into a studio the actual  house burned down decades ago. You more affectionately (in a completely platonic way) refer to him as just Doc. You retrieve the spare key under the mat and let yourself in. Seems like the Doc hasn't been in in a while, his equipment has been left on and is running there's dog food in a huge pile in Einstein's bowl, burnt coffee, how long has the Doc been out, you wonder to yourself. Putting the thought aside you turn on the amp, it's huge almost as tall as the garage itself. You turn all the levels up hook in your fender guitar. It hums as you prepare to play.
You skateboard to Doctor Emmett Brown's house, it's more like a garage converted into a studio the actual  house burned down decades ago. You more affectionately (in a completely platonic way) refer to him as just Doc. You retrieve the spare key under the mat and let yourself in. Seems like the Doc hasn't been in in a while, his equipment has been left on and is running there's dog food in a huge pile in Einstein's bowl, burnt coffee, how long has the Doc been out, you wonder to yourself. Putting the thought aside you turn on the amp, it's huge almost as tall as the garage itself. You turn all the levels up hook in your fender guitar. It hums as you prepare to play.
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*[[Realize you've got class]]
*[[BF1 You get thrown back about 5ft|Strum your guitar]]
*[[BF1 You get thrown back about 5ft|Strum your guitar]]
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*[[Turn off the amp, you don't know if its safe to use]]
[[Category: Back to the Future]]
[[Category: Back to the Future]]

Current revision as of 01:59, 12 June 2018

You skateboard to Doctor Emmett Brown's house, it's more like a garage converted into a studio the actual house burned down decades ago. You more affectionately (in a completely platonic way) refer to him as just Doc. You retrieve the spare key under the mat and let yourself in. Seems like the Doc hasn't been in in a while, his equipment has been left on and is running there's dog food in a huge pile in Einstein's bowl, burnt coffee, how long has the Doc been out, you wonder to yourself. Putting the thought aside you turn on the amp, it's huge almost as tall as the garage itself. You turn all the levels up hook in your fender guitar. It hums as you prepare to play.

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