Not sure about one go, but I do have a ton of Espionage that I have started putting into this. Hopefully, we'll get somewhere with it.
"You raise your baton. The glass kettle drums pound out the the overture. Your vision clouds with blood. You wipe it away and continue. The xylophonist's hair bursts into a violet flame, but he continues playing. He's either a consummate professional or very drunk indeed..."
Originally Posted by Palanan
I want more mwa-ha-haaa and much less boo-hoo-hoo.