Hai I'm PerryThePlatypus Dani and this is a random FF about my RP Character Legend Chosen.
I previously had a journal for him when he was younger. I also had an FF that I deleted because
I realized that Legend's life is more like...a bunch of random little events then a whole big story.
So this FF will just include important moments in Legend's life. They won't be very long.
But hopefully they will be very meaningful.

|Events|
Scared
Leah
Good Heart
I Hate Frogs
Changes

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Scared
|Summer of 2069|

He wasn’t scared. No. Of course not. He was Legend.

Okay so maybe that wasn’t his real name. But seriously if you were named Lysander would you go by that? No. Of course not. Only a crazy person would.

Anyways he wasn’t scared.

That would be an understatement. He was petrified, terrified.

He could feel the board turning under his feet, the dust was picking up all around him. There was no way Malachi could catch him now, he was too far back to even try. This race was already won. So why was Legend terrified? Simple. The dirt road had suddenly become narrower in a couple of seconds. The dust that surrounded him stung his eyes and began blocking his view. He couldn’t even stop because the angle of the road was pushing him down with so much force it was impossible to turn his board.

They could have chosen any normal road. But no. They had decided to choose the most dangerous one, the one that had to be right by the edge of the mountain.

The board began to rumble, larger and larger rocks were appearing. That was not good for the wheels. As soon as the thought had left his head Legend’s legs began to buckle. He couldn’t control the board anymore he had lost it. It was over.

And then it happened. The bolt from the left wheel flew off causing the board to turn a hard right off the edge of the mountain.

He didn’t know how but somehow his arm had reached up and grabbed the edge of the cliff just in time. It was insane, and he was lucky. There was no way he wouldn’t admit that.

Pulling himself back onto the road, he took a deep breath. Kicking the binding off of his feet he and laid down on the dirt.

It wasn’t long until footsteps could be heard. The familiar face of the Hawaiian emerged from the dust. “Bra! You good? I stopped back there man, when I fell. Skateboards aren’t made for this terrain.”

Legend grinned and sat up. “Excuses, excuses now where’s my five bucks I won and I didn’t die.”

Malachi rolled his eyes and dropped the crumpled up money into Legend open hand.

He had lost his board’s wheel, nearly wet his pants, and almost died.

But at least he was five bucks richer.