Coming through the door is victim number 1: Victoria Hand, 250lbs, 6’1, with a missing eye.
Number 2 is Jamie Kool, 5'10 ,156 lbs, dancing to her earworm, wearing a peculiar fragrance.
#3 is Jorge G. George, 5'11, 206 lbs, backwards baseball cap and a neckbeard.
Port Games start now:
“Hi, I'm Bram Nutter. Your guide for today's festivities, and I mean it.”
On the pinewood table are five cassettes. One of them causes severe brain damage including, but not limited to, permanent hearing loss. Here's how the game works: our three contestants will grab a cassette and put it into their Walkman. Whoever gets the bad cassette loses the round. If no one gets the bad cassette, you all go on to the next round. Any questions? Good, let's play!”
Victoria Hand chooses a cassette and eagerly plops it in.
Jamie Kool carefully selected one of the four remaining. She twirled her hair and shook her hips.
Jorge G. George extinguished his Tareyton and gazed at the production booth; “What's the prize if I win this round?”
Bram folds his arms and looks at Jorge sideways, “There are four rounds in total. If you win all four you get to go to the next level!”
Jorge shook his head, plucked a cassette off the table, and inserted it into his Walkman.
“Alright, on the blast of the horn, 1,2,3… go!” said Bram.
A barrage of sound flowed through the studio like buzzing bees.
All three appeared to be deriving pleasure from their tapes.
Jorge beat his hand on his knee and bit his lower lip.
Victoria shook her ass and tapped her toes on the floor.
Jamie Kool shuffled and clapped her hands.
“…… Alright, you're all winners in this round. Come back tomorrow for round two,” said Bram.
They left the studio and headed towards Harbor Park, home to all.
Jamie Kool is approached by none other than Treffon Glory: A tough guy who means business. Treffon roams the park during the day “Cruising for hot pieces to “Friggin destroy."
“I'm a Casanova of sorts. Don Juan touch my magic wand and I'll show you the world,” he said to Miss Kool, who had heard it all before. Treffon pulled out a bag of fries and followed behind Jamie, “Miss Kool, let me show you my french fry trick.” Treffon flung a single fry into the air and caught it in his mouth. Jamie rolled her eyes and continued walking. He knelt on the ground and cleared his throat,
“Touch my magic wand and I'll make your worries disappear!” he exclaimed. Treffon brushed the dirt off his knees and returned to his post by the gate. A new girl entered: her fade glistened with product. Mr. Glory walked over to the young lady and got on one knee to make his proposal: “Let me show you my magic wand. Do you know why I call it my magic wand?… It's cuz it'll make your worries disappear once you see it.”
She smiled and nodded her head.
“Would you like to go get some burgers and fries with me?" Treffon asked.
She slowly lifted her thumb to indicate that she consented.