Thanks to under-audience hydraulic systems previously reserved for theme park ‘simulation’ rides, the shaky-cam experience can finally be brought to the discerning musical theatre enthusiast.
Also, the flaming hobo chorus is not to be missed.
More Abrams-related nonsense:
To celebrate Albino Kraken’s fourth birthday, I figured we should get a glimpse into one of the typical games that can be expected at a kraken party.
While similar in most respects to the human piñata tradition, this version does have the added complexity of the time limit in which to gather your tasty morsels before they’re claimed irrevocably by Davy Jones.
Next to take the field was the youngest of house Gerlin, a blood-red banner floating above the knight and his traditional family mount—a beast feared first for its impervious armor, and second for the speed at which cabbages disappeared in its presence.