[h3]Chuck Greene - Athas[/h3]

Compared to other motocross runs, this gig was going to be simple. All that Chuck needed to do was just drive past the horrific tendrils and keep the bike intact. The fact the course was smooth, instead of being far more rugged as they usually were, was going to make maneuvering easier. But that really wasn't ever a problem for Chuck. This hover-bike would do just fine.  After all it was already zipping down the track with ease. In fact it was causing a few of the droids a bit of trouble in catching up to record the footage for broadcasting. 

The tendrils from before submerged themselves into the depths from whence they came. However that didn't stop other tendrils from rising and trying to drag the Chuck and the hover-bike down. But with his driving capabilities he managed to speed past another series of tentacles, zipping down the track once more. 

But of course, things wouldn't be as peachy as he was approaching the half stretch. This time the tentacles shot up in front of him like a wall. The bike slammed right into it, as the speed of the collision caused Chuck to slam into one of them. He was a bit bruised, and his nose was now bloodied from the impact. But it was nothing that hasn't happened to him before. And the motor-bike was still usable, albeit dented. 

As the tendril warped to get around him, Chuck regained his senses and lunged back on-top of the seat of his hover-bike. However two of the tentacles were gripping onto the hover-bike. Chuck reached his hands seemingly into his pockets as he pulled out his Paddle-saw. He stared at the tentacles, "Hands off my bike." 

With that said he began swinging the active chainsaws to smack the tendrils. The roaring chainsaws were ripping into the flesh of the two. They quickly receded back into the depths. The other eight were slamming towards Chuck. Again he swung the Paddle-saw at the other tendrils, just like if it was a crowd of zombies that needed to be dispatched. 

Not wanting to get struck anymore the tendrils again sank into the depths. Chuck returned his Paddle-saw from whence it came, and then sat back on the bike. "Right, well let's get back to it." He noted to himself as he sped off once more down the Athas track. After all he did need to complete the gig.