05-23-2014, 02:33 PM
Date: 2014-05-22
Time: 0317
Type: Standard, linear, spliced, POV
I am a high school student, in the gymnasium with several old friends (from my current lifetime), playing intermural basketball. The gymnasium looks very strange and resembles something more like an auditorium. Although split into two halves, ¾ of the gym are at a steep angle with several stair-like protuberances on the angled part, neatly ordered in 4 rows. At the bottom is a rather flat, playing area, where the free-standing basketball nets are positioned, back-to-back. At the half, I suddenly find myself wearing rollerblades and capable of slam-dunking with ease. I am also capable of moving the basketball with my mind (which I do just for kicks and to impress everyone) and short bouts of sustained flight. When the game is over, all of us line up in a straight line at the top of the "
Time: 0317
Type: Standard, linear, spliced, POV
I am a high school student, in the gymnasium with several old friends (from my current lifetime), playing intermural basketball. The gymnasium looks very strange and resembles something more like an auditorium. Although split into two halves, ¾ of the gym are at a steep angle with several stair-like protuberances on the angled part, neatly ordered in 4 rows. At the bottom is a rather flat, playing area, where the free-standing basketball nets are positioned, back-to-back. At the half, I suddenly find myself wearing rollerblades and capable of slam-dunking with ease. I am also capable of moving the basketball with my mind (which I do just for kicks and to impress everyone) and short bouts of sustained flight. When the game is over, all of us line up in a straight line at the top of the "