In DDR Hell

SO... I've been kidnapped and placed here, right fricken here, in DDR Hell. For those of you that aren't aware of DDR, it is Dance Dance Revolution. A game where you extend your reality through the use of a floor pad into a "dancing game." Now these aren't steps your mother would teach you, no, these are some hip hoppidy steps fit for well, a DDR Competition. My captors, AJR and BB - who are DDR Fiends. However, there is also AB - who just likes to watch but claims to be "good," Sure.

Well, they finally got me to Revolutionize myself on the DDR.... well, lets say that my Foot-Eye coordination is somewhat lacking. I believe they described it as... LOOK, he is tryig to kill bugs on the floor. At first I thought, oh lord, how embarrasing, I can't DDR (which works as both a noun and verb)... but wait, Who in the heck cares about my ability to DDR... then I realized it. I was in judgement. I was being examined for my skills and talents. Here in NV52... DDR is GOD. It is the path by which all who enter are judged. A formidable labryinth where the lion is waiting. Yes. DDR is Lion here and I am with sowrd, defending my life.

Did I pass? I don't know, all I know - is I'm still breathing, still living (unlike poor HUE). I'm thankful to the Lord for this trial, and hope that in Him and through Him by the Ways of DDR, I will become purified and sanctified into the being I am to become.

Dance Dance.