Everyone, please welcome Penny to t

Everyone, please welcome Penny to the stage! Pause for applause...So, you've wanted to try yoga, flexibility, strength, oneness with the universe, all that?"

"Sure...who couldn't use a bit more flexibility in their life? It's just...intimidating, maybe?" Penny tried to hide her smirk.

"Well, I think we can grant your wish tonight. If you could just hop up onto this table," he said, motioning to the apparatus behind him. There was a large steel table, about seven feet by four feet, perhaps two inches thick. As Penny approached, before turning away to push herself up, she saw there was another steel table behind the first, slightly shorter but otherwise identical aside from a small open oval near the top. Both were attached to an odd collection of metal arms and joints, and there was an outline of a spread-eagled body stenciled onto the table she was sitting on. "Great, now lie back, arms up, feet apart...is it ok if I remove your shoes?" Penny nodded and the magician slipped them off, setting them on the floor nearby, while she flexed her toes a bit. The magician eyed her position critically. "Scooch this way a bit?" Penny complied, and Miles moved around to the other end of the table. "Now raise your hands a bit further," he instructed, guiding her wrists while watching. "There, perfect. Just one more thing..."

He moved away from the table to approach a vertical frame and rotated it, showing the "audience" that it held a large piece of white paper, held taut at the corners. At the base of the frame was an odd apparatus, a low rectangular box with a couple of wide open tubes that curved upward from each end. The magician rose to his toes to reach over the top of the frame and withdrew a japanese sword. He crossed in front of the table again, then faced the garage doors.

"Kids, never run with scissors. 17th century authentic samurai swords are fine though, pause briefly for laughter, then" he interrupted his own stage direction to yell and rush at the paper, sword held high, slashing downward in a complicated curve as he leaped through the frame. He turned the frame again, and Penny and the "audience" could see that a perfect outline of her position on the table had been cut out of the paper. "Pause for mild applause and laughter..." Miles unclipped the paper from the frame and then carefully laid it over Penny, and indeed it settled right down onto the table underneath her, barely brushing her where it passed.

"So, Penny," he said, leaning over the end of the table close to her head, "Have you ever seen a magician do an illusion called 'Origami'?" Yes, Penny thought, from the inside, too, but shook her head 'no'. "Well, the assistant gets in a box, and then there's a few folding panels, but the core of it isn't really origami, it's just squishing a girl in a box into a smaller box. There's usually a bunch of dancing and some swords and other filler, but I thought of a way to make it more authentic, and the squishing part could go much faster."

At the word "much", he straightened, and pressed a button underneath the table. The hydraulic arms underneath heaved convulsively and the other table rotated up and over with alarming speed. Before she even really saw it coming, it slammed down onto Penny with incredible force, smashing her flat instantly between the solid steel plates. Or almost flat...about two inches of her fingertips and toes were past the edges of the second panel, as well as her face. But the latter only protruded an inch or so from the open oval in the second table, as the rest of her head had been flattened along with the remainder of her body.

"Brief pause for shock, Penny, are you still with us?" he asked casually, again holding his imaginary microphone near her face.

結果 (中文) 1:

每一个人，请欢迎来到舞台的一分钱 ！掌声停下来......所以，你想试试瑜伽、 柔韧性、 力量、 与宇宙合一所有的吗？""肯定...谁不能使用多一点灵活性在他们的生活？只是......恐吓，也许吗？"佩妮试图隐藏她的傻笑。"嗯，我想我们今晚可以授予你的愿望。如果你能只是跳到这张桌子上，"他说，示意他身后的器具。那里也许是一个大的钢表，由四英尺，大约有 7 英尺两英寸厚。当佩妮走近时前转过身, 来抬高自己，她看到有另一个钢表在第一，后面稍短，但除了顶部附近一个小开放椭圆否则为相同。都被附加到一群稀奇古怪的金属武器和接头，，她正坐在桌子上唛头呈大字形的身体轮廓。"太棒了，现在躺下来，武器，双脚分开...好的是它，如果删除了你的鞋吗？"一分钱点了点头，魔术师溜他们，设置他们在附近，在地板上，虽然她有点绷紧她的脚趾。魔术师批判地打量着她的位置。"挪这样一位吗？"一分钱，书刊英里搬到桌子的另一端。"现在你的手有点进一步工作，以提高他的指示，指导她的手腕，看的时候。"那里，完美。只是一件事......"他离开桌子，接近垂直的框架和旋转它，显示"观众"它举行大张白纸，在角落举行绷紧。在框架的基础是奇怪的仪器，一个低的矩形框，与几个从两端向上弯曲的敞开管。魔术师上升到他的脚趾伸框架的顶部，退出日本剑。他再一次，跨过前面的表，然后面临车库门。"孩子们，永远不会运行用剪刀。17 世纪真实的武士刀虽然很好，暂停片刻然后充满欢声笑语，"他打断了自己舞台方向大喊，冲着纸，剑昂得高高的在复杂的曲线向下大幅削减，当他跳通过帧。他再次，转身框架和佩妮和"观众"可以看到，凿纸发来的完美的轮廓，她在桌上的地位。"暂停稀稀落落的掌声和笑声......"英里未剪裁纸从该框架，然后小心翼翼地把它放在一分钱，和事实上它定居权到她几乎没有刷她它通过的地方下面的表格。所以，一分钱，"他说，俯身靠近她的头表的末尾，"你见过魔术师做幻想所谓 '折纸' 吗？"是啊，一分钱以为，从里面，太，但 '不' 摇了摇头。"以及助理获取在框中，然后很少有什么折叠板等，但它的核心不是真正折纸，它只挤压进一个小盒子一个女孩在一个盒子里的。通常是一群跳舞和一些刀和其它填料，但我想出一个办法，使它更真实，和挤压部分可以快很多。"在词"多"，他直起腰，并按下按钮在桌子底下。下面举起抽搐的液压臂和另一个表旋转，在以惊人的速度。她甚至真的看到它的到来之前，它摔到一分钱以不可思议的力量，粉碎她立即在固体的钢板之间的公寓。或几乎持平...关于两英寸的她的指尖和脚趾被过去的边缘的第二个面板，以及她的脸。但后者只有一寸左右从伸出开放椭圆形的第二个表，因为随着她的身体的其余部分其余的她的头被夷为平地。"简要介绍暂停为休克，一分钱，你还是和我们一起吗？"他问随随便便，再持有他想象中的麦克风靠近她的脸。

結果 (中文) 3:

每个人，请欢迎一分钱到舞台！暂停鼓掌……所以，你想尝试瑜伽，灵活，力量，与宇宙合一，所有这些？“当然……谁能在他们的生活中不能使用更多的灵活性？只是……吓人，可能？”彭妮试图隐藏她的傻笑。“嗯，我想我们可以给你的祝福。如果你能跳上桌子，”他说，指着他身后的装置。有一个大的钢制的桌子，大约七英尺四英尺，大约2英寸厚。由于一分钱一分一分一分，她看到了另一个钢制的桌子后面的第一个，稍短，但从另一个相同的旁边的一个小的开放的椭圆形。都附着在金属手臂和关节的稀奇古怪，有一个张开的身体刷到桌子上她坐在一个轮廓。”伟大的，现在躺在后面，手臂，脚分开……如果我把你的鞋子，它可以吗？彭妮点头魔术师滑落下来，放在附近的地板上，而她她屈脚趾一点。魔术师把她的目光注视着。”点这一点吗？”便士答应了，几英里的路程到桌子的另一端。现在举起你的手，“他指示，在观看时指导她的手腕。”那里，完美。只有一件事……”他从桌子移到一个垂直的框架，并旋转它，展示了“观众”，它举行了一大块白色的纸，在角落里绷紧。在该帧的基础是一个奇怪的设备，一个低的矩形框，一对夫妇的宽开口管，弯曲向上，从每个端。魔术师上升到他的脚趾，以达到顶部的框架，并撤回了日本剑。他又穿过桌子前面，然后面对车库门。“孩子，永远不要用剪刀跑。第十七世纪的正宗武士刀都是好的，停顿了一会笑，然后“他打断了自己的舞台方向，冲着纸，剑高举，大幅削减在一个复杂的曲线，因为他跳过了帧。他又转了一架，“观众”可以看到一个完美的轮廓，她在桌子上的位置已被削减的文件。暂停温和的掌声和笑声…”里移除，本文从框架然后小心地把它放在分钱，的确正确解决掉到桌子上她的下面，勉强梳着它走哪儿。“所以，便士，”他说，站在桌子的一端靠近她的头，“你见过一个魔术师做一种错觉称为“折纸”吗？”是的，一分钱的想法，从里面，太多，但摇她的头"不"。嗯，助理会在一个盒子里，然后有几个折叠板，但它的核心并不是真正的折纸，它只是一个女孩在一个盒子里挤成一个小盒子。通常有一群跳舞和一些剑和其它填料，但我想了一个办法使它更加真实，和压扁的部分可以走得更快。”在“多”这个词，他站直了，按下了一个按钮，在桌子下面。液压臂下面把抽搐和其他表旋转起来，以惊人的速度。在她甚至还真的看到它的到来之前，它就用不可思议的力量猛砸了一便士，把她的平板砸在坚实的钢板上。或几乎是平的…约2英寸的她的指尖和脚趾都经过了二次面板的边缘，以及她的脸。但后者只伸出一寸左右，从第二台开放的椭圆形，作为她的头的其余部分被压扁随着她身体的其余部分。“短暂的停顿，震惊，便士，你仍然与我们吗？”他漫不经心地问，再把他想象的麦克风拿在她脸上。