Running Full Force Forward

Aight, I ain't never 'llowed to have food that those stupid chickens make ever again, yo.

Where the hell am I?

HEY. ANYONE KNOW WHERE I AM?!

[He turns the laptop around so it pans about the area, which looks like he's near the volcano.]

...oh hey. What's that?

[He sets the laptop down and the camera picks him up as he trots into view, bending over and picking up something from the grass.]

...

HOSHIT. It's my pin! BOOYAKA, I'M BACK!

[And he runs off. In the wrong direction from the village.]

BOOYAKA, SUP GUYS.

Got the stuff all done, but goddamn some a' you people got some complited-- compli-- crazy shit.

So ya'll better find a partner, got it? Jus' pact up and try to find as much as ya can before the week's out. I ain't gonna do nothin' dumb like the one day shit. Those trees are friggin' dense as hell.

The stuff you be lookin' for is:
( Beat didn't use a cut, but mun did to save your f-lists )

Aight! You all got a week.

Find yer partner and LE'S DO THIS.

[The computer is kicked on]

--iece a' junk! Whoa, hey! It turned on.

YO, PHONES. I KNOW YOU OUT THERE SOMEWHERE, SO WHERE YOU AT?

And why's the world gone technicolor on us, huh? What's up wit' all this? It's like someone ate fingerpaints and barfed 'em everywhere or somethin'.

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......

COME ON, MAN, RESPOND ALREADY.

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Aw, screw this crap. Imma come find you.

[Computer times out to the sound of him running off into the distance]